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My twat clung to him. The pleasure radiated through me. I groaned and gasped, my hips working from side to side. My pussy squeezed about him. “Yes, he is!” moaned Avalon. “It's easy when my daughter's pussies taste so good,” Daddy growled, voice muffled by Avalon's twat. “Mmm, we do taste good!” my daughter moaned. “Yes, we do,” I panted, my breasts swaying beneath me. I grabbed my daughter's butt-cheeks, prying them apart. massage “What are you up to, Mommy?” Avalon asked, a note of mischievousness in her sensual voice. “Wanting to play with my dirty asshole.” “Uh-huh,” I moaned, licking my lips. “I want to lick you, too. Our daddy can't have all the fun.” I pressed my face between my daughter's butt-cheeks while rocking my hips. I worked Daddy's cock in and out of my pussy. My orgasm built and built in erotic my juicy handjob depths. I nuzzled into Avalon's sphincter, her butt-cheeks pressing on the sides of my face. This felt so wonderfully naughty. My tongue darted out and licked across her sphincter. She gasped, her back perky arching. Her wicked moans babe echoed through the bedroom as I tasted her sour musk. My pussy clenched on Daddy's cock as I rimmed our daughter's backdoor. “Ooh, Mommy's being so naughty, Daddy!” gasped Avalon. “She's wicked that way!” he groaned. “Daddy!” she squealed. “Yes, yes, work that tongue in and out of my pussy.” My daughter sounded like she was in heaven. My body rocked, my nipples rubbing into Daddy's muscular chest. Tingles raced down to my pussy gripping his cock while my tongue darted around my daughter's folds. Cora was stunning. You could see her throat swallowing again and again while his huge balls contracted babe with each spurt. I felt like a god. You’re on parole and you’re seated at a booth with two convicted felons. Ridged veins ran across his long narrow shaft. But on the plus side, I heard the doctors were overjoyed living with their perky transformed pets. I pulled away as her fingers brushed my handjob shaft. The combination of knowing his wife was filled with her brother’s thick cum and the smooth erotic slickness of it on his cock was unlike anything he had ever known. She moved at my suggestion. “Andrew.” She is massage hoping for a matching climax but doesn’t make it. “Do you think you can eat something?” There was a collective sigh from the watching victims, and Andrei pulled off his trousers, rolled the corpse onto her back and commenced a frenzied rutting. I closed my eyes. Cato squeezed her hips and she squealed. John knew exactly how to bring her to the edge of orgasm and then back off. I rushed to the cabin for a towel to wrap around me then took some sensual to my brothers. My half-sister sharing in this rapturous moment. The first thing one notices upon approaching it is that the front yard has a direct view into the master bedroom.