. your mom is owned! He’s my daddy! He made me his. . . toy. . . his slave. . . ohhhhh. . . he’s fucking me. . ohhhhhhh. . . and I love it!!” ... John’s huge hands had captured the two large melons on her chest and were manipulating them like a pair of playthings.“This is my cow, dude! Watch these udders! I milk them and she likes it,” he was kneading the soft flesh, laughing with excitement.“Tell me, pet: are you my cow? My little personal cow?” he was asking the woman. He had cupped her. “You’re too young to be talking or dressing like that” I said trying to sound as much as I could as her dad“You know you like what I’m wearing” she said while giving me a innocent lookI stayed silent“Lets just have fun” she said“Yeah lets have fun” said Claire, who I had completely forgotten was there.I was still in shock and wasn’t thinkingHannah put her hands on my belt and took it off, I didn’t try to fight it, in my mind I knew I wanted it and I should just go for it. By the time I decided. He came over to where we were sitting, put his arms around his mother and they kissed deeply..she ground harder, my cock grew bigger..she took her hand and raised Tommie’s skirt..I sucked in my breath a bit at the sight, pale violet silk panties that contained a very hard cock. Lily placed her hand on Tommie’s cock and softly stroked him through the material…Tommie looked up at me and then before I knew it, kissed me full on my lips…that unreal feeling from last night came back as I returned. The far wall, a wide stretch of glass, fills the room with light. The sun is low in the sky, retreating now behind the city skyline. Wispy curtains and downy bedspread, only minutes ago as white as her silky skin, glow with the color of a fresh peach from the sun's last rays.Her grip tightens, and she pivots suddenly to face you, so close, so beautiful."Do you want me, Blair? You can have me if you want. You don't even have to ask."The words are strangely familiar, almost disturbingly so. Her.