1. The naughty f****y pt3


    Date: 11/13/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Mature, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    As I pulled onto the campus of the state university, I could feel the anticipation of the moment tingling inside me, mixed up with the horniness I had felt since I'd woken up this morning and called home. There hadn't been much conversation -- it's really hard to have a phone conversation with people when they're fucking, especially when it's your husband and daughter gasping and moaning between "Hello" and "How are you?" I had burned up the cell phone minutes, stroking my wet pussy while listening to Jilly and John being swept away by their morning fuck, my daughter nearly screaming into the receiver, "Yesssss! DADDY'S REALLY FUCKING ME GOOOOOOOD, MOMMMM!" As I plunged fingers in and out of my wet snatch, I listened as my husband pumped away with his cock, plunging it in and out of our little girl's cunt with total abandon pretty much as he had done since we'd broke through the walls of taboo and let our fantasies become reality back in early April. I could almost see my handsome man on top of our tall, shapely daughter, ramming that long, thick dick of his into her wet, bald cunt over and over. It made me ache just a little that I couldn't be there, to share his big cock with Jilly, kissing him and kissing her, tasting him inside her pussy, tasting myself on her lips, abandoning all reason and conventional morals as we indulged in sweet i****t over and over! But, I was on a mission...it was my job to bring our last f****y member into our new way of life. I needed and ...
    suddenly wanted to fuck my son, Scotty. As I parked in front of his dorm, I reflected on how difficult this task might be. Scotty was our oldest c***d -- a near genius young man of twenty-three years old, due to finish his graduate degree in cybernetics in the fall. Spring semester was over and I was here to pick him up and bring him home for the summer. I was here for more than that though. I was here to seduce him and guide him into becoming more of a loving f****y member than he might ever have imagined. And I knew how difficult that would be. See, Scotty has a mild neurological condition -- a slight form of Asperger's Syndrome that had made socializing a bit more difficult for him than most. Scotty required an orderly world -- one that was reliable and structured without too many deviations. It was a world of rules and process that did not change lightly from day to day. Whenever that world was disrupted, it threw him into a tizzy, manifested by tantrums or withdrawal. As a c***d, he would weep or rage at his mischievous little s****r's "unauthorized" trespasses into his room or at any unexpected changes in school schedules or any other unanticipated events. But, as I had learned from long experience, my son could and did adapt to new situations and while becoming sexually active within the f****y would be one hell of a new situation, I was confident that I could help guide Scotty through it. I glanced at my wristwatch and seeing that it was nearly four in the afternoon, my ...
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