. a small hand grasping ... you know where ... and the only way she would let go is when I came. And she would softly giggle and deny it in the mornin...."Grace, de nile is a river in Africa." I don't know what you mean." It's geography, Grace. You have a firm grasp of my geography. It doesn't do you any favors to deny it. How would you like it if I played with yours?" My what?" Geography. To explore the highest peaks or spelunk the deepest caves, or trace the aural valley with a wet tongue.. Once she had sex with her mother, she wouldn’t find it strange or wrong that I had sex with my father.I kissed Mrs. Alberts on the mouth. My breasts brushed her tits, and my nipples throbbed as they caressed down her soft slopes. My tongue played with hers. She whimpered and trembled. Her mouth tasted tart.She’d been sucking her fingers clean of her pussy juices.I broke the kiss and stepped back. “Want to suck the dildo clean. Taste your daughter’s cunt?”“Yes,” Mrs. Alberts moaned. Ever since I. Her breasts were pushed against my chest while her hands moved up and down my back. It took a moment for us to realize the “ding” meant we had arrived on my floor. Now it was my turn to lead her by the hand down the hallway to my room. We were silent but looking at each other hungrily as I opened the door and lead her inside. As the door closed we were once again embraced tightly, kissing each other with both passion and lust. Kim started to show her self confidence, grinding against my rock. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" I ask her. "It's my nice ass. Do whatever the fuck you want to do with it, baby." she said. I bit her ass and licked it. She moaned, groaned, and yelled. "Fuck! Kiss my ass, baby!" she said. I kept on playing with her ass when I spanked her ass as hard as I could. I then had an idea."Mom, wait here. I have a surprise for your fucking ass." I said."Sure thing, sweety." she replied. I went to my bedroom and found the lube. I applied some onto my cock and.