Cradling the charm between her own breasts, mirroring the memory of her mother the love she had felt from her mother surrounded her, and she began to ...um. It was a tune that was familiar to her, but she couldn’t remember where she’d heard it. She sat on the floor of her studio apartment off campus and hummed for hours. She was not aware of the passage of time while she hummed, but when it was time to stop, she did. She wiped her eyes and felt for the first time in her life that all was as it. That little bitch was too smart for her own good, as usual. Smart enough to be cool with it, which was a big relief for a dog-fucking mother.The dog was looking up at her now, eyeing her naked body and licking his chops. She knew he’d go for toilet bowl next if she didn’t hurry to set down a pan of water for him, so she did. Toilet breath wouldn’t stop her from kissing a dog, but it did put a little edge on the yuck factor. Sex with dogs was always a matter of balancing the yuck factor with the. I began to slowly clench my muscles onto your dick and made you let out a low moan, prompting you to start pumping in and out slowly. Your cock felt so heavenly, sliding in and out. I had to feel what I loved best, being on top of you. It was like you could read my mind as your removed yourself and laid down on the bed quickly. I swung one leg over to straddle you, then lowered myself onto your hard cock. I began slowly riding you, rocking back and forth, feeling you slide against my still. Beautiful... OH!"She cried out, and Jack began to double his speed, pounding into the girl beneath him. He was panting and grunting, and watched as Lucy writhed beneath him, utterly taken by her instincts. She was an a****l, who did not care about fucking her own father.The bed clunked against the wall rhythmically, the legs of it screeching on the floor as Jack pounded into this slut, this desperate girl, his daughter. Their skin slapped together, his sack hitting her behind as she rose her.