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Diana moved herpelvis in unison with me. Our bodies were as one.Pleasure our only objective. We were lost in the ecstasyof the moment, our bodies fiercely humping each other’ssexual organs against our own. The rapture buildingsecond by second within us both.Suddenly Diana cried out, “OH DADDY! FUCK MY CUNT! I’mcumming I’m cummming! Daddy I love fucking you! Oh fuck!Oh shit, I’m cumming! Ahhhh! Ahhh! Your cock is fuckingmy cunt! I’m fucking my father! It’s SO good. I’mcumming! It feels so fucking good. Oh daddy!”As I heard my daughters gutter talk my cock tightened,as ecstasy swept over me. I was fucking my own daughter,and was about to cum inside her! It relaxed andtightened again, this time I felt the stream of hot cumshooting from me into my daughter’s body. My cock was pumping Diana’s cunt at high speed. Buildingup passions in me beyond anything I’d ever experiencedbefore. It tightened again, waves of ecstasy. Warden knew from experience that Kevin's asshole would still be warm and tight. His dick twitched in his jeans as he swatted the boy again, reddening the milky flesh. Mr. Warden then gently poked at Kevin's ass with the broom handle, moving it around ever so slightly, searching for Kevin's teenage asshole. Kevin gasped and Mr. Warden knew he found his target. Mr. Warden gently pushed the broom handle into Kevin's asshole. There was some resistance as it pushed against Kevin's outer ring, but after breaking through that barrier, the wooden handle slid a few inches into the boy. Kevin panted loudly, the broom firmly lodged in his asshole. Thinking ahead, Mr. Warden grabbed a rag and stuffed it into Kevin's mouth, muffling the sound. Mr. Warden then undid the buckle of his belt and retrieved the dirty magazine. He flipped through its worn pages and found a spread he liked. After laying the magazine down on Kevin's back, he jimmied his shoes off, shucked off his pants, and pulled off.
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They had a quick breakfast at IHOP. Alex found out Allie wasn’t wearing panties because she kept moving her skirt up so he could see her pussy. He about choked on his orange juice when she flashed him the first time. He shouldn’t have been surprised since this was par for the course for Allie.She patted him on the back when he started coughing, “Alex, are you all right?” she asked in mock sympathy.“Yeah, fine,” He said as he glared at Allie out of the corner of his eye.“Take your time drinking your juice, Alex,” his mom said. “Then you won’t have that problem.”“Thanks, Mom,” he said. “I’ll remember that.”Alex got even, though. As they were leaving, they were walking behind their parents and he lifted Allie’s skirt up exposing her bare ass to anyone watching. He thought he saw a couple of people look before Allie pulled it down. She looked at Alex with her face red with embarrassment - or excitement. Alex shrugged and gave her a look of what’s fair is fair. She gave him a light smack.

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