I squirm even more and moan even louder, I tell you that you are great big tease. I watch you smile a sheepish grin and sit down on my throbbing cock,...my cock slides right in and feels so good. We both moan as my cock enters your tight hole. Placing your hands on my legs you start to bounce up and down, my cock sliding in and out. I tell you how good it feels, and I want to fill your hot hole. You quickly jump up and tell me not, yet I have some more teasing to do. I want to tease you until you. .. is it so strange that, for instance when you have a gorgeous brother, or sister, that you fantasize about them?" Of course not. Like your father and I always told you, fantasies belong to you. Nobody gets hurt with them. And you don't even need consent. So you can think or fantasize of anybody and anything you want." But what if I wanted more than fantasize? Wouldn't it be wrong to want to be with a relative, you know... sexually?" Well, it can be. But we also taught you that anything that. “No pictures though. I think I’ll text her and ask her to send one.”“Don’t!” Phil said, mumbling since Molly’s breasts were covering his mouth.“I’ll just tell her that you’re playing in the park and will call her later,” Tiffany said, her fingers dancing across the keys. Tara and Jackie were lying across his legs and Katelyn was sitting across his stomach. All three of them were laughing uproariously. Molly was still on her knees at Phil’s head with both arms around his neck and her chest. I wondered if all Muslim men had such big fat cocks as they all seemed to be well over 8 inches and very fat and hard as they abused our little white bodies.The gaffer pulled his cock out of me and pushed me down to my knees, he then forced his cum and blood covered cock into my mouth and shouted clean my superior paki cock you dirty white slut. He then fucked my face with his semi-hard cock. I licked and cleaned it the best I could, but felt most of it start to dribble down my chin.The gaffer.