I always had the same dream. My twin sister Makayla and I finally got what we had wanted for so long, and fucked our daddy. He would ride us for hours...until finally cumming on our faces, and I would wake up, my pussy soaked. Then I'd go to school and think about it all day. It was an endless cycle.Our mother left our daddy when we were twelve, about five and a half years ago, and he'd raised us alone ever since. She was an idiot for leaving a man as clever, kind, and sexy as him. I didn't. Once again, I looked at that damn red door while he graciously turned off the music. I always had the impression that this might be the entrance he used. I had looked at it many times, wondering how to get past it. Wondering what lay behind it, what I could do to unlock it. I had imagined all kinds of idiotic plans to trick him, to ambush him there. It was pointless; he would never open it if I was around.Today, though ... something was different. The door wasn’t completely open, but it. She did as she was told and parted her legs wide to enable me to get between them. She lay back as I pushed myself through the soft valley and my cock entered her. My tongue had had the effect of producing what felt like little fleshy buttons deep inside her, like orgasm triggers and each time I hit one, she came again with a yelp.I fucked that great monument of a woman until she begged me to stop.“Jesus,’ she said. “It’s been a long time and you’re wearing me out.”“Sorry,” I said. “You had. “Who’s in there?, is that you Stu?” mom asked, jigging up and down on the spot, her motions making thudding sounds on the carpet outside the door, her heart sinking knowing that the only toilet in the house was engaged“Yes! ... why?” I asked, not knowing the reason why mom was making a fuss.“Oh ... shit!” mom groaned, “How long are you going to be? I need the toilet! ... I’m pissing myself” she continued, stress sounding in her voice.Upset that my bath was being disrupted and not wanting to.
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