"Putting his penis "behind" my butt to make sure it didn't hurt him, I began humping away. I was running my hands all over his chest and stomach while...he was doing the same to mine. I humped and humped while he moaned and groaned and I did too. As I continued humping him, a fine layer of sweat growing over our bodies, I didn't care if it was incest or not. He didn't care, so why should I care? Soon, I felt my cock tightening and tightening and waves of pleasure. I knew immediately that I was. He’s pulling and pinching on it, I grind my hips into his touch. He is bent over still, thrusting every inch into my throat. I can feel him thicken inside me, and I know he is close. His breathing begins to get heavier, he moves faster. My moans filled the air; the vibrations shake him to the core. I know the vibrations are what force his fingers to move faster on my tender aching clit. I cry out deeply allowing his cock to move further into my throat, I begin to orgasm hard. I reach up. She loudly dumped her bag into the hall and reluctantly walked to him, trying to keep her bottom lip from trembling.In the living room, she could see her father, John naked and stroking his 7 inch cock whilst watching something from their massive television screen. As Hollie got closer she realized it was the video John had made when he had first raped her at age seven. She was dressed in her primary school uniform, a grey little dress that buttoned from the front. Currently in the movie that. I had finally relaxed my throat muscles enough to be able to take her down my throat and with my nose right up against her harness; I could smell the fluids seeping from her pussy. She was pulling my hair hard with both hands as she began to fuck my mouth anew and she just kept telling me to choke on her cock. She excited herself so much she orgasmed and with that, she slowed down a little.My wife looked down at me on my knees in front of her and it was easy to tell that she was in charge."All.