Carl was the man who took my virginity when I was a teenager reporting for work as an intern. Carl had initiated a training program to help young peop...e who were not able to get a college education to learn a trade."My grades at school were terrible. I was failing and did not care. You know what my parents are like. You met them once when you were ten and never wanted to go back. Who wants to associate with drunks?" What does my grandparents have to do with anything?" Patience, Grasshopper.". “Cum in her, Daddy!” my daughter moaned, kneeling beside us. “I want my daughter to be her brother's slut!”Those words shot through me. My wife's convulsing cunt massaged my cock while the fantasy burned through me. I rammed into the fertile depths of Tamara's pussy. Her spasming flesh welcomed me. I stared into her eyes.Breed her.“Tamara, I love you!” I growled as my cum fired into her depths.Her eyes squeezed shut as my jizz splashed into her cunt. She whimpered. Her pussy writhed harder. She. I watched Blondie, looking at his blue eyes while I fucked my pussy slowly, knowing I was getting myself ready for him. He undressed, smiling at me from across the room, out of camera sight, and I did want him. Ever since I could remember it seemed, I'd wanted to know what it would be like to look into blue eyes and be kissed. To feel a man's blonde hair under my fingers. I wanted to taste a white cock and feel it pressing into my black womb. It was a desire I'd always hidden, buried so deeply. "We enjoyed a long and pleasant dinner with Richard and Diana. Each of us talked one-on-one with the others. Some of the time, there was a group topic that held our interest. In all, the evening meal and conversation left us with those pleasant and comfortable feelings when one has experienced good fellowship.Toward the end of the meal, Diana looked at us both, then, "Pat and Blevin, we're all going back to Akumal. We have a condo there for three days. Why don't you plan to have dinner with us.