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Every now and then my Mom would kiss me on the lips and say, “I’m going to bed now.” Then as she went up the stairs, she’d give me that certain look. I knew exactly whose bed she would be in. I hurriedly checked to make sure the

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Even after I was married and had kids, I still went over to Daddy’s everyday. I craved his cock in my mouth, his hands stroking my hair and his voice saying, “Good girl.”

Even after I was married and had kids, I still went over to Daddy’s everyday. I craved his cock in my mouth, his hands stroking my hair and his voice saying, “Good girl.”

He hadn’t needed to hold her in place with her hair since after the second or third time he fucked her ass, but both he and his daughter liked it so he continued doing it.

He hadn’t needed to hold her in place with her hair since after the second or third time he fucked her ass, but both he and his daughter liked it so he continued doing it.

As I put my stockings back on in the hotel room, I smiled as I listened to him singing in the shower. My Wednesday “lunch hour” with my brother always put both of us in a good mood.

As I put my stockings back on in the hotel room, I smiled as I listened to him singing in the shower. My Wednesday “lunch hour” with my brother always put both of us in a good mood.

“Good morning, Daddy.”

“Good morning, Daddy.”

My sister knows what to wear to get my full, undivided attention.

My sister knows what to wear to get my full, undivided attention.

“Hey, little bro. Remember this? The first time we fucked? Yeah, I thought so. Anyway, that was a year ago today so even though I’m pregnant and this position isn’t the most comfortable in the world at the moment, you can have me like

“Hey, little bro. Remember this? The first time we fucked? Yeah, I thought so. Anyway, that was a year ago today so even though I’m pregnant and this position isn’t the most comfortable in the world at the moment, you can have me like

When my daughter got home from her honeymoon, she came over to our house with her husband. At some point in the day, my wife asked her husband to help her get something from the attic since she didn’t want me climbing a ladder or something silly

When my daughter got home from her honeymoon, she came over to our house with her husband. At some point in the day, my wife asked her husband to help her get something from the attic since she didn’t want me climbing a ladder or something silly

Every time Jake and I would pass each other in the stairwell, we couldn’t help but make out a little bit before going on our ways. I loved working in the same building as my brother, but I loved even more that I got to go home with him at night.

Every time Jake and I would pass each other in the stairwell, we couldn’t help but make out a little bit before going on our ways. I loved working in the same building as my brother, but I loved even more that I got to go home with him at night.

At least once a week, I bent over my ex-husband’s desk so that my son could do his “chores”

At least once a week, I bent over my ex-husband’s desk so that my son could do his “chores”

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