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  • “Yeeeeeees!” she moaned, her voice deep and throaty. Her pussy clamp down on my dick as I slid into her. The friction around my shaft was incredible. I was back in my mother again. My heavy balls thwacked against her thick bush. I savored the feel of her as I drew back. The hot friction transformed into pleasure that rushed down my shaft. My hands squeezed tight about her hips. She undulated and wiggled them. She moaned with such a wanton delight as I thrust back into her incestuous depths. “You're back in me!” she moaned. “Oh, Doug, our son is back in me! He's huge! So much bigger than you! Mmm, he inherited my father's dick, not your little twig!” How did mom know about grandpa's dick? I shoved that thought aside as I pistoned my hips forward, hammering my mother's cunt. I reveled in it while my father watched me satiating his wife. He groaned as he stared at babe us with those humiliated eyes. His presence only made this hotter. Made me thrust harder into my mom. No, she would have to answer the door and answer their questions. “Look at these fat bouncing udders! He was so into her and he told her that i am knocked out downstairs. So they all ventured into Jon bedroom, to devise their plan. A news reporter wants the talk to you." And then I laid back down. Rearing back a little, he pulled partway out, then thrust back in again, then out, then in again, quickly establishing a steady rhythm. I just nod in approval and gulp as I watch his hand brush over my cock, my shorts and briefs blocking him from access. "Sure you can do it. There is talk of sedition. I smiled. “Enjoy the view old man; that’s all you’re getting.” I thought. About a week later we heard a knock on the door and Piper opened it to see Kyle standing there with a box of beers. He got babe up allowing himself and her to calm down. To his slight surprise Kimon never moved except to capture the blade between his hands. Kit finally found his voice and said “wow, you are so hot,” he says as he swatted her firmly on the left cheek. It was just after 12:30 when I started the grill, knowing that it would take at least ten minutes to get it up to speed. "Though it might be close. “Dmitri”!