Unable to speak, I nodded vigorously.Lying back, she patted the ground on either side of her. “Put your knees here.” Once I was in position, she w...nt on. “Now put some oil on your hands and gently massage it into my boobs, be gently though, my tits are very sensitive.”Doing what she asked, I reached out and gently placed my hands on her breasts, her nipples pressing into the palms of my hand. For a second I knelt there, the warmth and softness of her tits like nothing I had ever felt before.. At his mercy, I was, as he plunged his massive cock into my bottom, I screamed for him to stop. His legs was forcing my legs apart and his hands were on my shoulder blades holding me down to the bed. The brute was forcing more of his tool into my butt and I had no way of getting him off. He lunged back and forth up my anus reaching depths that had not been probed in some time. I could not take any more of the abuse that he was forcing on me, I was tossing my head from side to side and trying. Call it a personal quirk. For the other part, Ilooked always into both parties and did my research.I closed my eyes and let my powers flow through me. After a moment I sawmother and son. Not just in the present but also from the past. Quickly Ifound out I had judged too soon. The son was doing a lot. When he camehome from school and his mother was still at work he did various thingsin the household. On the weekends he even worked part-time as a clerk ina movie theater. Combined with school and. ”“I thought we promised that I would do this myself from now on,” he says.“I know,” she answers sweetly, her mouth and pussy watering. “But if you want me to do it for you just once more, I don’t think I’d mind.” And before waiting for an answer, Candace removes her father’s grip from the steely rod and replaces it with her own.“Oh shit,” he sighs heavily. “Okay, but this has to be the last time.”“Sure, Daddy,” the girl replies, not really listening in the very least. She is far too busy.