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My mother's diamond earrings swayed, brushing my neck. My naughty thong felt wet. I was so hot down there.I wanted Daddy so much, but he just saw me a... his dumb daughter. I knew it. He was just giving me a treat, and I was thinking to much. He didn't see me as a woman. I was his little girl. He would be horrified if I tried anything.But the way he held my hand across the table, the candlelight painting his face...The look in his eyes...If that dumb waitress hadn't shown up...“Michelle,” Daddy. ”“My mother, the whore!”“And aren’t you and that young prick of yours pleased she is?” Brenda laughed and squeezed the muscles she’d trained since she was a teenager. Paul smiled as he felt his cock massaged inside his mother.“I love you, Mum!” he said. She smiled. You just have and…..”Both froze! They had heard a noise.“Fuck! It’s your father!” Brenda said. Paul rolled off his mother and headed for the door. “Wait! Let me go first.”She rolled from the bed and scooped up the silk kimono. More

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