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  • “Tag... in...” Harry asked. “I think it's a wrestling thing,” I said, shrugging. “Your grandma is into some weird things.” “Nothing weird about wrestling,” Mom said. “Now what do you say I don my strap-on and we have some real fun.” “I was having fun, Mom,” I said. “Mmm, my boy gave me such pleasure.” Harry grinned at me. “Sure he did,” Mom said. “But there can always be more.” Avalon Young I might be a grandmother, but I still felt young. Though I was worried for my mother—the hip pain she'd been feeling for years had turned out to be bone cancer—tonight was special. She was watching from her hospital bed, witnessing the magic of our family. I set my phone on its dock, the camera aimed at the bed. I ducked my head down, staring into the screen. “Enjoy the show, Mom.” “I am,” she said, her voice sounding stronger than it had for days. I winked at her. Just knowing she was watching made this naughtier. I was eager to have a threesome with my grandson and daughter. I sauntered across the room, Vanessa lying on her back now, her hand clamped over her pussy, trapping in her son's cum. She wanted to be breed. I wanted her to be knocked up, too. Another incestuous generation. Daddy would be so proud. I liked to think of him in that field of wildflowers. She suggested that.” I’m very wet between my legs and the sensation of air freely moving under my high skirt is pleasant. It wanted to squeeze down on something. Ashley gave him a sad face, but she lifted her hips off of his; her spread pussy lips allowing his cock to slip out of her and slap back against his lower stomach. I promise not to always be selfish. Then they spun around into a sixty-nine, licking each other's pussies. “There are all nice toys but you knew they harm you more than they do good” At least those in the Egyptian realm did it out of a sense of duty. She shifted on her chair which caused her thighs to part slightly and the hem of the gown to move, revealing more soft smooth skin. I could practically feel her blushing; her heartrate was skyrocketing against the rocks, “I am relieving myself with my hand.” He could feel his orgasm building again. I wonder what smoke looks like in outer space? Telling him that she’s been through enough, but he ignores me and laughs. To get their minds off the subject, I began to stroke my penis, adding a bit of suntan oil to make sure it was nice and shiny and slippery. Under the right circumstances, yes I would Bear. But then she looked back at the carrier cages in the elevator and said, “Well, what do you know! Maxi sipped a breath, grinned and said “Hmm, depends on how well you do.” Her eyes sparked as she amended “How well we do.” We loved each other. She had taken her sunglasses off and held the end of one arm suggestively to her lips.