He made a few changes to his music, adapting it a bit so the melody would mesh better with the lyrics I'd just sent him. Well, to make a long story sh...rt, a pretty famous country group liked two of me and my uncle's songs and recorded them both on their new album. My uncle had given me full credit for the lyrics, taking his own credit for just writing the music. The album did very well, with both songs later being released as singles.A few months after the album was released, my uncle called. " Well, then maybe I'll just pretend that you're my daddy." So, you'd fuck your daddy, would you?"Melanie lifted herself up a little so that my cock came sliding almost all the way out of her very wet cunt, before she dropped down once more, and very slowly, the way that we both like it."Oh, yes daddy. Put your thick manly cock inside my tiny little pussy hole and make me feel like a woman. Fill my belly with seed, daddy, so that I can give birth to my own little sister." I don't know Melanie,. We moved to head out but a hand stopped me, it was Mrs Thomas she took us to one side."How are you two doing?" she asked sympathetically."OK I guess," I replied."I heard what you did for your friend. I hope she'll be OK." She did similar things for me. I hope so too." I suppose you know that this was all Mrs Newmans idea." What!" Well when the governors heard about this crisis they decided to fast track the MORFS applicant so they had their thoughts on how to fix this. I don't think they. It drove him over the edge.Jason thought about her riding him on the grass beside the family pool, his pulsating penis slamming into her wet, hot cunt in an incessant rythm of flesh and saliva. His mother, seated upon his manhood, moaning and screaming, riding her son like the bad mad whore-of-a-mother she always had been deep inside, throwing herself on his chiseled sixpack, forward and back, her leather necklace dangling down in front of her breasts, making her son tremble under her lustful.