Her juices dripping, I wanted it, no I needed to eat it I knelt on the floor, put her legs over my shoulders and buried my face in her fanny. She was...wet. I felt as hard as steel, so forget too much foreplay. I licked, stroked up and down her lips, beating gently on her hard clit and drinking my full. She was moaning, groaning, “Fuck me Wolf.” I did not need asking twice. As I stood, her hand circled my proud length and guided it towards her willing and waiting pussy. As my tip touched. I’d spent the last two years wondering what a girl’s pussy felt like and here I was with two fingers rammed deep inside my sister’s hot cunt! She was now so wet and turned on it felt like she was pissing herself as I jammed and twisted my fingers as deep as I could get them while I began sucking on her clit. Eventually Thelma couldn’t take any more and grabbed a pillow to bite on as she had a very powerful orgasm all over my young face. She was grunting and groaning as loads of warm. We are almost alwaysunderestimated by men.But her main concern at the moment was figuring out the source of themental warning she had received. I was glad to be able to offer ananswer. "It's simple, Clark," I said, slipping up from habit. "Er,Claire. You have feminine intuition now. Men don't have it. It's like asixth sense that warns many women of dangers in advance."My daughter smiled, and it was her first genuine smile since hertransformation. "Then the laugh's on Shar-La," she said.. I teased her through two more, and then whispered in her ear that I was impregnating her as I let my prick serve her up a couple of ounces of semen.When I finally got off of her, she sat up and looked at me."You're a very bad man," she said."You came to my house and told me to fuck your brains out," I said, shrugging my shoulders."Well you did, and now I need them back. Tell Bobby I'm sick tonight. I can't let him touch me after that."And damned if she didn't get up, get dressed, and go home.I.