She scrubbed at her mouth with the back of her hand. “I was eating you!” “And loving it,” I purred. “While your daughter fucked you.” “Oh, no, no, no!” Her face twisted with passion, just not lust or love or affection. It was hatred. Her cheeks went flaming scarlet. “You two wanton hussies took advantage of me with your degenerate behavior.” “Degenerate?” Stefani hissed, her eyes hardening. “Who was it eager to have her vulva massaged by two lesbians! Who rolled over and happily ate at my snatch while getting fucked from behind!” Mrs. Armstrong slipped off the bed. “You tricked me. I came here to get an innocent massage, and before I knew it, you two Jezebels were licking me. You were touching me. You drove me to amateur sin!” “Drove you to sin?” Stefani shook her head. “Are you fucking kidding me, Mom. For God's sake, you—” CRACK! I gasped as Mrs. Armstrong slapped my lover. Stefani took a step back, her face twisting with anger, a bright burn on her cheek. “Do not take the Lord's name in vain, you degenerate, filthy dyke!” hissed Mrs. Armstrong. She grabbed her panties and stepped into them with violence, her breasts jiggling. “I am your mother, and you gleefully did things with me. Perverted things. I don't know where your father and I went wrong.” “Don't even spin that bullshit!” Stefani hissed, advancing on her mother. “You loved every moment of it. You worshiped my cunt. You made me cum hard, Mom! And don't deny drenching both our faces with your pussy cream. You're as much a dyke as I am! You loooooove pussy!” Her mother went to slap her again, but Stefani caught the older indian woman's wrist. I stood there, shocked by these events. I didn't expect her mom to freak out like this. I expected her to embrace it. To love incest as much as we did. Everyone we knew was getting into incest. It was amazing. The lazy way water flowed over polished black rocks or how limbs of trees bathed their leaves in pleasant breezes left him with a serene feeling. Her chest heaves and her ample cleavage jiggles. In one hand she had a new skirt and with the other, she loosened her grip on the bunched-up over-sized garment she was currently trying on. Thanks for all you’ve done.” This first time. In seconds Morgan had freed his erection then twisted around on the seat to put her knees on each side of his legs. Tonya was asleep beside me. Like her father, she was a heavy sleeper. "What are you doing?" Carole looked amazingly amateur sexy. While she was watching her hands were gently working the button out of my pants and pulling down the zipper. Bob reached over and ruffled her curly locks. I however flipped when I heard this. The shame of being caught made my pussy itch. He said indian that he had. As soon as she released grip, he took out cock and asked her in an anxious tone” Dear, Why did you ask me to cum inside you? My hair was naturally brown and I typically kept it shoulder-length. She was taking vital signs and gave her permission for a refill on her prenatal vitamins. "Quite a sight, isn't it?" I did see that the way her belly swelled mostly at the bottom really helped her look extra pear-shaped. She stepped over the cable, reached behind her back putting her hands on the arms of the chair. Thank goodness the erection went away before she became aware. But now that I was already taking the biggest dick of my life in my pussy I was scared that if I took a second one in my ass I would tear open. It somehow made it hotter.