Wendy thought that it would never fit, try as he might. The large mushroom head danced over her pussy lips and he expertly slipped it in. Wendy felt s... stretched, so full. So surprised that it was so easy for her to take them both. Was it uncomfortable? She didn't have time to think as he now worked his black cock deeper and deeper. Look at this slut fucking back one of them quipped. Wendy furtively motioned that she wanted to take a cock in her mouth. Someone obliged as Wendy now had more cock. How did she leave bed without waking me up? Why was she always gone? Didn't she want to cuddle?I rolled onto my back, stretched, and yawned.Intimacy with my daughter had progressed faster than I'd planned. It seemed I wasn't the one in control; Sasha was. I'd wanted to build towards sex in a series of increasingly intimate events, letting her discover the joys of flirting, the sweet agony of desire, the ache of love, the discomfort of damp panties and the thrill of illicit touching. I hadn't. " I doubt you'll be saying that Sunday afternoon."We finished a great meal then headed back to the house. Mother was alittle tired from her drive up so we called it an early night and went tobed. Sabrina and I were feeling frisky but held it in check because ofMother. Even though I'm a grown man, ..., woman, ..., person, ...,there's still something about not wanting to make love when your motheris right next door. I'm not a prude, really, I'm not. But, there arestill some things that mother and. They played loud music and she couldn't sleep, so she stayed up and wrote a eight hundred word email to Jo. She got a three line reply. Awake, she had stayed up reading old emails, following the snake chain that weaved between them, back and forth. His words were kind and grateful. She blinked, kept her feet crunching the gravel, walked through the door and through the corridors into the office she shared with Dorothea.'Happy Halloween.' Said Dorothea from behind her computer monitor.You are.