1. Mandy Blows Her D*D by loyalsock


    Date: 9/23/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: loyalsock, Rating: 94, Source: xHamster

    floor wondering what happened. I'd had a few beers when I got home, there were a couple empty cans next to my spot. I'am a deep sl**per when I drop off; the k**s used to play all kinds of pranks on me while I was asl**p. Things felt a bit different down below as well, like my balls had just been drained. My cock was a little slick, and when I touched it, it was a little oily. I sniffed my fingers: vanilla. A quick look at the clock: 7:09. Mandy wouldn't be home for a couple of hours from her overnight shift at the nursing home. I wandered through the house, moving through the master bedroom, the front room, the kitchen and down the back stairs to the basement. We'd created a three room apartment for her down there with its own entrance in the back. It was rather spartan, but she'd fixed it up a little. It was a mirror image of the layout upstairs: her living room was in the back, featuring a pool table, a bedroom, bathroom and small kitchenette were at the front. I looked up at the hole in the ceiling: it was cut very carefully and had been taped shut, but the tape had been pulled back to let it gape open. Getting up on the pool table, I almost hit my head on the ceiling, but a close look at the hole showed nothing more. I squatted down and noticed a little bottle on the railing: it was a vanilla lubricant. Suddenly, I needed a shower and as the water started, I thought about Mandy. She was the baby of the f****y, just turned 22. We had two girls out of seven, but Jenny and ...
    Mandy were 11 years apart and although they're extremely loyal to each other, Jenny was Mommy's girl and Mandy was Daddy's princess. The boys teased their s****rs relentlessly at home and protected them ferociously away. Mandy is four years younger than her next older b*****r, I'd be out with the boys a lot, hunting, fishing, going to games, working in the garage, but when I got back to the house at night, Mandy would always want to be in Daddy's lap. When I tinkered in the garage, she played with her dolls in the corner. It was different when she became a teenager, but she seemed to find reasons to stick her head in and see what I was doing from time to time. I finished my daily steaming, and as I toweled off, I thought of one day in particular. Jack and Jenny were off at college, but the other five decided it would be fun to skip school and spend the day by the creek. The boys got d***k on some cheap beer Harry bought with Jack's old ID, and Mandy played in the water and mud, ruining her clothes. When I got home, JoAnn and I lined them all up in the f****y room of the big old house we raised them in, and I took a belt to their bare asses. The boys cried and whimpered, hurt and humiliated by the unprecedented butt whipping, but Mandy took her punishment stoically, not moving or making a sound even though tears streamed down her face. After that, any reference to the Day We Got Our Asses Whipped would be enough to rein in the boys, but Mandy kept provoking us and trying to ...
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