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“So I guess you treated her just like she deserves.” Kelsey snickered, and took me in again, grinning around me while she rotated her lips about my base, her nose squishing into my pelvis, her cheeks puffing, then drawing gaunt as she drew with a lecherous slurp. Again and again, she did this, making me feel the juxtaposition of Josie’s vile hot hole, and her own soothing wet mouth, trapping me in a debauched trance of sensation, my mind only focusing on not coming, on staying insane for a few more precious moments. “Come for me, Daddy.” Kelsey whispered. “Come inside me!” Josie begged as I entered her again. “Stop holding yourself back. The damage has already been done.” Kelsey mounted Josie’s hips, reached around me, and took two handfuls of my ass. She brought me into Josie, pressing until dildo my crotch was filled with the pillowing warmth. Kelsey’s mouth was only a breath away from mine when I finished the thrust, the tang of it filling my nostrils. “Come inside her, Daddy.” She hissed, biting her lip, “Join us.” My hand was around her throat again, but this time, she didn’t show the barest hint of fear. Only excitement brimmed her eyes as I squeezed, and she orgasm undulated against me, her watering gaze pleading for it. “You’re just like your mother, you know that?” I growled, “Fucking with my head, manipulating me, pulling me around like I’m some dumb fucking dog on a leash!” I spit into her face, the droplets smattering her purpling complexion, “And you look just like her.” “And is this how you repaid her?” Kelsey croaked. “It’s what I should’ve done!” I snarled, “After everything she took from me! My house, my car, my money, my…” “Your daughters?” Kelsey squeaked, her windpipe closing, but her face still full of challenge, “Well, old man, are you going to take them back?” She grasped my cock firmly, and pulled me out of Josie, “Show me!” She hissed, “Take me!” And her hands were in my hair, ripping it, pulling our face together so that babe our eyes nearly touched below our connected brows. “Or are you just going to let this slip away like everything else?” “You’re a vindictive little cunt.” “Hurt me!” She snarled, “Hurt me like you should’ve hurt Mom!” KELSEY Dad spun me around like a weighed nothing at all, and before I even had a chance to take a choking breath, my face was stuffed between my sister’s cheeks, my mouth meeting Brunette her yawning anus. My skirt was hiked up to my hips, my cheeks cartoon were forcibly spread, and I felt Dad’s organ hot against my anal button, ready to open me, ready to give me what I craved. He didn’t. He slid his tip down my taint, pressed it to my slit, and surged into me, reaming my womanly channel, parting my saturated walls and invading me to the cervix. My body surged forward, and I was suffocated with my sister’s ass, my nose filled with her scent, my mouth filled with her taste. I tried to catch a desperate breath, but his foot was suddenly on the back of my head, flattening the hat against my crown, pushing me into the stinking suppleness of Josie’s crack, giving my mouth only one option. “You said it was delicious, Kelsey!” Dad growled, grinding his heel into the back of my head, “So eat it all, and don’t you dare waste a morsel!” His hand came down hard on my ass, sending electric pain deep into my nethers, “Bad girls who waste their food get punished!” I squealed in agony and ecstasy, riding that line at life’s perfect edge, reveling in his anger, wallowing in my debasement. I wrapped my lips around Josie’s swollen rim, and sucked it with a voracity, pushing my tongue into the membranous sphincter before breaking through to taste her at the source. Oh, she was decadent! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. She pretended not to notice, but her panties became very moist. Calmly she started recording what she felt would be the last days of her life. “And when we come back from a word from our sponsors,” Adelia said, glancing at the camera, “we will talk about the first Ms. Bred Beauty Pageant ever. “Oh yeah.” Like if you piss her off she’ll no doubt kick your Brunette ass. A FUCKING... punch ... He changed the settings frequently so I was always aware of the things inside me, which had the added effect of making me very aware of what was happening as we sat in the restaurant at a small table in the orgasm middle of the room. She moved with the confidence and grace that could only come with practice. I slid my cartoon tongue up over her clit. At dinner Mark met Colin their 15 year old son. Her twin braids of blonde hair swayed down her back. Daddy laughed and said we had to clean up and get the sheets back on the bed. I was depressed though. I babe had on matching red lace panties and bra. “how does an hour sound, I’ll even make you lunch dildo afterward” I’d never touched a girl in a sexual way before. “Please,” I whimpered, so close to surrendering. Have you ever had your cock thoroughly stroked from the tip to your balls in public? She then made the bed in Philip’s room and headed back to her own. “Um, hi.