… As I lay back, completely naked, mother grabbed my strong dick and began to stroke me. It felt really good with her soft, still damp hand sliding up and down, slowly and teasingly.
Whenever her hand dried out from the erotic friction, she spit into her palm to lubricate it
again. As she pumped me carefully, she shifted back and forth, and her juicy tits
swayed in the same rhythm. I watched her wet, pink tongue slide across her lips as the first
thrills spread through my loins and made me quiver. Groaning shamelessly, I watched my semen flood out, dripping down her perky hand onto my strong belly. My mother tested my dick, running her thumb across the swollen head until the last pearly drops emerged. Then she rubbed my gooey emission into my skin as if it were some precious lotion. I knew I had made a bit of a rumpus with my moaning and gasping as she jerked my off. Oh god, mother … Next incest galleries!

Family incest: She loved it and made sure that I knew it. “Son your cock feels good! Ohhhhh! You know just how to fuck my sweet honey pot!” My pulsating dick head found a spot deep in her and her legs shot straight out to the side. No thrusting now. I maintained contact with that spot and just ground. Her thighs quivered and her body shook. “Ohhh! Uhhh ahhh, ahhh! Son! I’m cumming!”. I jammed my ramrod into her and held, making sure the tip never left that spot.

She held me tight to her as she quivered and quaked through her orgasm. I let her quiver and quake. Let her run her course. She lay under me with her face buried in my neck, her breath coming in ragged gasps, then deeper and more even until it returned to normal.

She covered my neck with soft, gentle licking and her hands caressed my body. “Son, I needed that. You can’t know how much I needed that” she said. We kissed and caressed and held each other for some time.

But I hadn’t come yet. And she was still wet. I eased the shaft of my piston out of her and, leaving just the swollen soft tip in her I began gentle thrusting, just at the opening of her soft sweet honey pot lips.
She kept her bush trimmed but not shaven. The little hairs tickled at the sensitive skin on the end of my piston. It was driving her crazy.

Experience told me that now that she had come I could do pretty much anything I wanted. Not that I wanted much. I just wanted to look at her beautiful ass while I fucked her. I pushed myself off her and guided her up on her hands and knees. The view of her ass sticking up in the air is burned into my memory. Her sweet honey pot was framed by the cheeks of her ass.
She was looking over shoulder at me. Well, not me precisely. She was looking at my dong as I was lining it up to slide it into her again. I teased her a little more, trailing the wet tip up the inside of one thigh, along her slit and then back down the inside of her other thigh.

Daughter smiled wolfishly. Daughter shoved me backwards and pulled me to the ground, getting on top of Father. Without any warning Daughter grabbed dad’s cock and impaled herself on it, to the hilt. Daughter screwed up her face and slowly reached out and planted both her hands on father’s chest, lifting herself back up. father’s eyes were closed and dad lay back feeling everything, how tightly her cunt gripped me, the occasional trickle of wet that fell down father’s shaft to soak father’s crotch, her cries of ecstasy as Daughter started slamming her hips into me. Father reached out blindly and found her tits and started playing with her hard little nipples again.

“OOhh that’s it Father!” Daughter squealed. Daughter settled herself, his dick still completely embedded in her soaked pussy, and only moved her hips. Forward and back, left to right, forward and back, left to right. Stirring herself with his cock to our immense pleasure.

“OOhh Daaad. AAAHHH!” Daughter cried madly, slamming her pelvis forward one last time. Daughter was driving dad absolutely insane with sensation, so much so, that a thin line of drool ran from the corner of father’s mouth. Daughter tilted her head back and opened her mouth in a silent scream as her body exploded all over father’s groin.

Daughter was sitting up straight, her head back, mouth wide, as her eyes rolled back and Daughter collapsed on top of Dad. Father quickly caught her and gently lowered her down. He was right there and pumped Father’s hips a few times, cramming his dick into her flooded cunt before he blew his load deep inside her. Father collapsed back and put his arms around her, hugging her unconscious body tightly.

Dad sighed to no one in particular. Daughter was covered in sweat, slicking Father’s hands as he rubbed her back, massaging her with the heel of father’s hands and thumbs. Father paused for a second smiling: Daughter was snoring gently, adorable. He pulled her off dad’s deflating dick, farther up his chest. Dad curled her up and put and arm under her knees and behind her back before getting on his knees and struggled to father’s feet. Daughter really wasn’t that heavy at all, in fact he had to lift radio cases that seemed heavier than her, of course those were square and Daughter was bendable.