I’m sure you can hear the squeaking that reminds you it needs to be oiled. But you don’t move, and you don’t open your eyes. I love to see you l...ke this. Slowly, I walk up behind you and wrap my arms around your neck and chest. I slide my hands over your big, muscular chest. I know what it feels like even with my eyes closed. I have drifted to sleep in those arms and on that chest many nights before. You reach your hands up and lightly rub my arms, just enough to let me know that you want me. I would flood her asshole with everything that I had.“Fuck,” I groaned, burying into her bowels.“Oh, god, yes!” Mrs. Sharma moaned. She suckled again at her daughter's cunt.“Mommy!” Chani moaned, ripping her mouth from my daughter's nipple, white beading on the girl's lips. “Oh, yes, yes, Mommy!”The girl bucked as she clearly came on her mother's lips. Dr. Sharma squeezed her asshole down on my cock as I drilled into her tight rump. The velvety delight of her married bowels massaged the aching. At his final word, her eyes rolled back."Incest!" She echoed."Incest, yes!" Duke repeated.The word bounced around the room like a beach ball at a concert.Perry, seated on a commode. Tammie braced against the stall entrance, facing out into the room, bouncing on her father's lap. "Incest!"Candice, pinned against the side wall, legs wrapped around Terry's waist. He held her ass in his hands, her arms circled his neck. He slid her up and down on his meat like she was his fuck-toy. She grinned over. But the combination of getting fucked in her pussy and the finger in her ass made her cum again. She found that she was learning much more about sex than she had anticipated.Once Hotdog/boy felt her sphincter muscle relax around his finger, he removed it and replaced it with his cockhead. He started pushing softly, trying to get that head past her tight anal entrance.Ronnie realized what he was trying to do and wasn't too sure if she wanted something that big in her asshole. A finger was one.