I’d brought a bottle of wine. I didn’t know if they had any and I expected I’d need it to relax. “Smells like good home cooking,” I said whe... Susan, Ashley’s mom, let us in. “Baked salmon. I hope you like fish.” I mostly don’t like fish, but this salmon was excellent. It went reasonably well with the Chardonnay I’d brought. Susan’s husband, Dominic, had opened a Pinot Noir. I kept my mouth shut about only white wine with fish, didn’t everybody know that, and was glad I did. His wine went better. I embraced my auntie’s body close to me, with my cock still inside her pussy, and turned over into the missionary position, from where I started fucking her furiously, slamming my aching cock into her tight cunt with tremendous, earth-shattering force. Tears were streaming down her face. I wanted to rip her pussy. I wanted to make her bleed. I wanted to make her feel the pain of a virgin being deflowered again.The framed picture of her two sons hung on the wall, they looked on as I fucked their. He started fucking me, one hand holding the phone the other bracing himself.This was driving me nuts. I was so wet, so close to cumming, and he knew it. My pussy spasmed on his cock with my breathing ragged. Just as I was about to cum, he braced his phone with his shoulder, taking his now free hand and covering my mouth and nose. I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t care as I exploded.My whole body convulsed under him. I started squirting onto his cock and pants. He rolled off me and once again. Do you want it Daddy?" You know I have... and you want it too... just like I want to cum in your unprotected cunt. Deep in it." He then spread her legs apart, looking directly at the bare young pussy in front. He thought aloud, " mmm I can't believe I get to fuck my own daughter. I'm going to help you take Mommy's place... in every way... you will be the only pregnant cheer-leader." At that point he started to remove his pants and his shirt as quickly as he could. Britney laid out, spread in.