We opened all our presents at his parent’s house on Christmas morning.He wanted to see if they had any mutual granny musical mom friends.Carl old filled one of the tumblers the beertender had given them with Coke from the pitcher, then daughter cradling the pitcher in his lap, emptied a third of the rum into it.Next to him, and wide awake herself, lay Cynthia.I’ve ruined my father’s dream.Can you move little girl?My big futa!Fuck ME hard.I was so hard.We lay wife there connected, panting and gasping.You’re making it very hard to concentrate here. This couldn't be happening. She was grinding her hairy muff on me as Genevieve worked that delicious cunt up and down my girl-dick. Mmm, that's it, moaned my mother. Keep riding my futa-daughter's cock. Just make her explode. She ground wife her pussy on my face, her tangy juices spilling into my mouth. The incestuous juices made mom my hands clench on Genevieve's waist. The cheerleader rode me while my mother's mature old twat rubbed against my lips. My tongue begged to lick her.I shuddered, fighting this urge. My heart pumped granny fast, hot. Did anyone know she was on me? Could they tell with Genevieve facing them, her round tits bouncing before their gazes, and her daughter pussy working up and down my girl-dick?This was wrong. So wrong.My tongue licked through the folds of the pussy that had birthed me. A naughty rush ran through me as she moaned out in delight.
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