.. ooooh daddy you bust so hard...shooting a hot thick heavy load of cumm in that pussy....I can’t wait to watch ur cumm drip out her pussy... I wan...a lick it all up... Amanda tells me she wants to taste daddy’s cumm too... i get some on my finger...and put it in her mouth... daddy ur dick starts rockin up again...watching us...sharing...cleaning up ur cumm....u tell us to get on our fuckin knees and tell daddy what we want... u got us begging for u to fuck our throats... u go back and forth. Nathan smiled weakly. His eyes were unreadable. I couldn't tell if he was disgusted, hurt, or confused. Probably a mixture of all three. It's not every day you find out that one of your parents wants to boink you, after all. He handed me the journal and stalked silently from my bedroom, shutting the door behind him. I lay back on my bed and read the journal myself, page after page, startled by the revelations told in them.Our mom had wanted to fuck Nathan. She'd written how she'd often thought. He grabbed a tan throw pillow that was propped up on one side of the couch and hugged it to his chest like a security blanket. It was almost 10:00 a.m. His appointment with Jeanetta, the hypno-therapist he was supposed to see was at 10:30. He had gotten there early because he didn't want to be late. In the background he could here a piano concerto, the rhythmic tinkling of the ivories seemed to seep into him, releasing the tension in his muscles. He took another deep breath feeling the cool. After thinking about it for a second Bloom decided to wear a good pair of jeans and a nice blouse for the party, she didn't really need anything more formal than that.Bloom glanced at her clock as she started to strip out of her cloths. She had just over an hour before the boys were suppose to arrive, that was plenty of time to take a shower and change before the party. In fact, it was probably enough time for her to do something else Bloom realized as she looked down at the wet spot in the.