"He's popped her anal cherry." It's not funny," I brooded."It is," she laughed, "or at least your face is." Right," I snapped, attacking her. I thrust...my hands beneath her top and tickled her until she begged for mercy."I'm sorry! I'm sorry," she cried."Hmm," I muttered."Let me make it up to you."An hour later we sat up naked in bed side by side, sweating from our exertions."I need a drink," I announced, crawling out of bed and padding naked into the kitchen.Stella sat at the table and admired. "John, I'm a little emotional right now. Would it be ok if I snuggled up against you for a little while. I think I need to be held." Um ok, sure mom."She wiggled and snuggled her ass against my crotch until it got good and hard. When she felt it poking her, she gave a contented sigh, I had my arms around her waist at first but slowly they crept up to her tits and cupped them and squeezed them lightly. My fingers played with her nipples, lazily tracing circles until she fell asleep. My cock was. As he held me close, I could feel his cock pressing hard against my groin. My pussy started to get wet again. I pressed closer to him. He was breathing harder now, and I could feel his cock throbbing as he reached around to squeeze my ass. When the music stopped, we joined again to Edna at the bar. Tom suggested we all go back to their room for a while.When we got there, Edna sat down close to me on a couch. She gently rolled my skirt between her fingers saying that the material felt nice. Then. We had just come home from school, and we saw our daddy working out in the garage. He was a very strong man, and was benching about 300 lbs."Wow, daddy," Makayla said, "you're really strong." Makayla was wearing a sleeveless blue top and jean shorts that hugged her hot ass very tightly. Her top showed off her small, perfect 26B tits.Daddy grunted and set the bar back on the bench. He was wearing bicycle shorts and no shirt. His muscles gleamed with sweat and he panted us a hello.I walked over.