Her hips rocking slightly into Angela's hand.Then I remembered that is what I had been doing when things got out of hand.Jim turned and headed towards the kitchen.Mamiko was busy finishing breakfast when she saw Jim.No you can’t, only my slit.Don’t you fucking say it!I'll get him hard.She was rolling her back while I pumped my cock.I changed into my new Speedo’s and went down Granny Sex stairs, I loved to just jump in the pool and relax.Topless was very common and lots of girls just wore underwear thongs.Standing right in front of him, Carole slowly unbuttoned her shirt.My fingers plunged deep into Mrs. Alberts's cunt while my thumb massaged her clit.They worshiped me. Just like I'd always dreamed. She gave herself a moment to lift up her shirt and tweak her braless nipples, arousing further herself and her brother. It took all she had not to scream. John was furiously pumping his cock which was now slick with precum. All four of them were approaching climax.Iris, positioning herself in front of John so he could clearly see her pussy whispered frantically, Cum on me please big brother, I want to feel it on me. Finally, the moans in the bedroom reached their height as Mom and Dad started to cum together while brother and sister both gasped loudly, stealthily attempting to experience their own orgasm. John’ cum exploded onto his sister's stomach, legs and clit while she jerked back and forth, her fingers working furiously on herself. They both collapsed onto Granny Sex the floor, both stroking themselves slowly for added pleasure guiding their orgasm to completion, silent for fear of alerting their parents. After a few seconds, not wanting to risk themselves any further, they crept back into Iris’ room, completely naked now, and promptly shut the door; clothes in hand. The Honeymoon --Author's note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters as under eighteen years of age. Also this story features themes of rape, slavery, bestiality, and incest. It is intended as fantasy and nothing else. If you do not like such stories or are one of those individuals that can’t distinguish the difference between fantasy and reality STOP reading now.