It was as if the woman had been reincarnated into Cindy. It had been to support Evan, but going to the races had been as smart as a sober alcoholic spending the night in a bar. Candy got drunk, and now the physical addiction was conspiring with the mental obsession that had never stopped during their forced separation. Cindy was correct; softcore Candy did love her. No, she needed Cindy and loved her with the kind of love that makes you do stupid things. Wasn't that why they had gotten caught? The powerful feelings they shared had challenged Candy's limited self-control, but the longer the affair continued, the more difficult it became to resist the girl who reminded her of Sandra and looked like Deana. Every single day Deana was there, but Cindy wasn't. The younger version of Cindy was flirtatious and lacked modesty, parading around in towels, t-shirts, and underwear. Deana also shared Cindy's affectionate nature; she was generous with hugs and kisses. Candy closed her eyes and thought about the day that changed everything. Deana had been extra playful that morning before leaving for school. They made eye contact, and Candy felt as if Deana was looking down inside her soul, seeing the things she felt for Cindy. At that Big Tits moment, there hadn't been a distinction between the two girls. Deana's expression changed. She moved her face close, touching the tip of her nose to Candy's, and put her hands on Candy's waist. The girl's eyes were black pools. The force of conflicting emotions weakened Candy's knees. Deana could have knocked her over with a puff of air. Then as if she sensed that, Deana slid her hands around Candy's back indian and downward. Their lips were touching. Candy could feel the girl's long fingers clutching her ass, but she wasn't sure if they were actually inside her sweatpants. Deana's kiss dazed her. It wasn't until Deana was halfway out the back door that Candy came back to herself, realizing it hadn't been Cindy. An inappropriate heat flamed between her legs. Candy went to her room, stripped, and laid on the bed until she saw the intense, dark eyes peering over the curly mound of her strawberry hair. Cindy used her lips, sliding them up and down to open Candy's burning flesh. Her tongue snaked through the deep folds and darted inside Candy's pussy. She moaned wildly when Cindy exposed her thick bud and sucked it. Candy's knees fell open submissively while she manhandled her own tits. Cindy inserted two fingers, ramming them deep to find that special spot. The orgasms came in building waves of intensity. Then the door opened like a hunter's trap snapping shut on Candy's ankle. The bed shifted, and Evan opened his eyes. Gloria had gotten up. He watched his sister walk across the room. His grin was unavoidable. The girl's ass confounded his senses the same way Darlene's did. The cheek opposite the leg that was going forward tightened and punched upward. When it dropped and fanned out, that smiley-face crease formed at the top of her thigh. Shit he thought, after the last time, Zeus was really going to be pissed! I presume that was a sister?” "Oh God, help me!" Cindy remarked under her breath, as she was visualizing the long, sharp blade of Rico's knife being inserted up deep into her vagina, and then being shoved in and out, possibly slicing up her insides, and causing her to bleed to death from her vaginal opening, while standing over a toilet in the bathroom at a hotel. You can tell me. It’s between you and me.” I grew quiet. And with that vomit sensation in my muscles around my throat groped Big Tits the dick tighter (which was bad actually), it was affecting/tearing my internal membrane softcore of my throat. Jill and I kept walking back to the TV room. Then we had a picnic lunch down by the water. Everyone would see me. Those horny futas, and at least half the girls, were staring at me with interest and hunger in their eyes. She tasted incest for the first time. 0125 – Lars I had been pretty well spent the night before, but I had had all day with Carol to build up a fresh supply of cum juice, so I reach down into my pocket, and pulled out a clean handkerchief. I rose from my chair, my two angels, Anael and Jophiel, kneeling on the ground, both indian trembling. Does she flash cleavage?” Sujata asked. ‘Okay, I’ve got an idea. Zoe put her hand up to block the door and put her foot in the way of the door. With the General soon dead, after all, the two American sluts would be his to own for good. "Eric she's awake," he announced in shock. “…and let me tie your wrists behind your back, too,” Philip finished in barely a whisper. "...You can do whatever you want to me. Anything, just--" "OHH, I need you in my cunt so bad Rex! We all agreed, Kev reached under the couch again,