" Going communist on me, babe? I think we'll have to move to China or Cuba, but I'll follow you anywhere." No, I'm not going communist. And call me ba...e again, and you won't live long enough to follow me anywhere," she said with a laugh.I grinned back at her."Besides, it'll be hard for you to be a pro football slash baseball player in China or Cuba." Who knows, by then they may have franchises." The Peking Ducks?" Ouch. But I don't want to be a pro." Weren't you and Robbie arguing about who. "Who?" Kate!" But, Daddy..."What? Who? I was confused beyond comparison."Daddy?... It's me!"I pushed her off me, moved away to the lamp, flicked it.There, on my bed, squatting, holding sheets as covers, cowered my daughter! Kate! the one I changed diapers for, long ago. The one who spit up on my brand new suit, and I laughed! Now, I wanted to spit up."Please, Daddy, don't be mad..."I was stunned, couldn't think of what to say. I stood there naked, my once hard cock now shriveling like a garden. Laura's streamed even harder and now it was spraying her son mark square in the face. But still laura could not stop her self, she grunted again and again and could not help but slap her clit over and over. When mark yelled, "Mom!" it made her pause, her hand fell to her side. But another orgasmic wave overtook her and she slid her hand across her cunt, she kept her eye's locked on her son and tried to explain"i'm sorry son, but you surprised me, i'm in the middle of an orgasm and...and your. During the hectic two weeks prior to the wedding, they had several conversations about her expectations for sexual fulfillment, and he agreed, as she knew he would in his desperate state. . . . His trembling hand unlocked the door to the bridal suite. He was sure he'd never survive if he had to go even one more day without release. Her teasing smile and her brazen touching almost drove him to incoherence. But now, he said to himself, now I can have her. She had him remove his clothes, and had.