I’ve more sins to hide than most folks!Sally reloaded the fridge with waters, and heads for the bathroom, draining the chilled bottle of water en-ro...te. I love her dimpled ass cheeks.Whoah! Love? Don’t go there! Danger Will Robinson!Sally has returned with a large towel wrapped around her middle, hanging down to her knees. Show’s Over Folks! Sitting herself down, while smoothing out the towel wrinkles on her thighs, she begins.“I want very much to thank you for rescuing me. Please don’t think. “I don’t know,” Will answered uncertainly.He had been expecting an answer along the lines that he was their father.“That’s sad,” Sarah said.“Yes, it is,” Dexter said.He took a sip of his coffee. Compared to the bile in his stomach the coffee was sweet.“I kind of expected you to say that you were our father,” Will said.“Am I? Do you think I’m your father?” Dexter asked.“Yes,” Will said.Dexter rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands.He said, “You’re wrong. I’m your sperm donor. I haven’t been. I decided to enter into the action and reached down and picked up Wendy's nickers and began massaging Mum's cunt with them. She must have found this to be to her liking as she pulled her knees up, thrusting her pussy further back and out, making it more accessible and I continued to rub her and slowly worked the panties inside her.Wendy finally reached her climax and it was quite an experience to stand back and watch her in the throes of her orgasm. She was shaking and crying out and thrusting. “Jack, we can’t. I forgot to make lunches last night.”“How about a little breakfast first?” He’d kiss me and then rub his fingers over my lips and I would know immediately what he wanted.I loved sucking him off in the shower, although I didn’t often get the opportunity. I loved kneeling in the needling spray, gulping down his cock and his cum, nearly drowning in the cascade of water over my head as he shoved himself into my mouth. My pussy got wet just thinking about it.“Jack, we can’t,.