It’s not that I’m not pretty I think I look stunning I just prefer to be alone. I have long dark blonde hair, about 178 cm high my boobs or not t... big they are a firm 80 cc and my hips and ass can carry the Kardashian name. That’s all you need to know for now.The story of how I became addicted to rape starts on a Sunday morning. I decided to take a run to the lake go for a swim and run back. This is something a do on a daily base so nothing special. I put on my swimsuit and running clothes. It was semi flaccid. “What’s this?” she asked. “Nothing.” “Do you think there’s something I can do to change that?” “Might be fun trying, either way. Did you bring a toy?” “No.” “Why not? Do you not use them?” Her face reddened. The truth is, she did have them, but nobody knew. “I don’t like taking them in my baggage, in case they get inspected.” “I figured as much, so I brought one myself, just in case.” He got up and pulled a small vibrator from his suitcase. Giving it to her, he said, “Now. ”It was so erotic hearing my own mother talk to me like this that it spurred me on. I fucked her pussy as hard as I could, hearing her moans take on a more urgent sound.At the same time, I could see my stepfather balls deep inside his own daughter, my stepsister. She was groaning loudly and asking her own dad to fuck her harder. It was so naughty that it made me fuck mom harder too.I felt mom push at my chest. Her face was contorted with pleasure and she seemed to tell me to pull out. I did as. She responded fully and soon we were clawing at each other like animals on heat. I pressed her on the sofa and my left hand went to the hen of her kaftan and pulled it over her waist exposing her full felinity in the bright light of the room. She was totally naked beneath. Clean shaven well creamed thighs and perfumed hair. She lay there like a sacrificial lamb I separated her thick things and went between wih my head seeking out her clit with my tongue. Soon found it. With the fingers of my.