Incest - Page 277
So being the oldest child, Patrick was used to getting what he wanted. H he was able to out think people and manipulate them so that he could be happy himself. For a boy of 13 that is a pritty good skill to have
Paranormal Affair Even before the second shot of absinthe has finished burning its way down my throat, I can feel the first one beginning to take hold of me. Its vapours rise up my throat, I'm struggling not to cough and to remain steady
Was it a dream? It was raining. My parents were going away for the weekend. They had left me behind with my younger sister. Being a Friday night, I was downstairs watching mindless television. Thunder and lightning were playing across the curtains
Chapter 2 Chapter one isnt just about me learning how nice it is to poop ones pants thats just a part of it and in my mind a small part, the really important part in my mind is the fact that i realized how to ignore certain inner fears things society tells you its bad
“Sis, you are going to be my little sister Cum Slut for the rest of the night.” Laughed Billy. Dad's very ready cock was running up and down her butt cheeks” Billy shoved Morgan over to her dresser facing the mirror. “ Lean forward bitch. Spread your legs
UNEXPECTED VISITOR PART TWELVE Our friends had left us last night at around midnight and vowed to try and keep in touch. Brett and I agreed that we would like that. We had really enjoyed their company - as well as the amazing sex
Baby Sitting Part 1 Nastia was thirteen but her uncle treated her like an adult, even flirted with her when they were alone. Her dad had left when she was a baby and her uncle Frank was the closest thing to a father that Nastia had known
You think your having it tough,try being a hooker during a pandemic. Part Two $400 for three days work, and a chance of more,when I was so broke I was bumming smokes, I would do anything for that



Brad woke up with someone sucking his cock. It was not the first time it had happened but he still wasn’t used to it. Life is just great, he thought. How many guys were able to enjoy a blowjob first thing in the morning? The woman doing the sucking was no other than his mother



Diane and Danny BY DOCKER5000 Chapter 1 Diane Watson was sat looking at the living room clock, it was nearly time for her 18 year old son Danny to get home from college. In her hands where several over dew and final demand bills
When I was a kid I would sneak peeks at my daddy from the time I was 4 till I reached my early teen years. I always wondering about our differences and why I wasn't built the same way
By D.R.Millennium: NC-17 Slash/Incest Disclaimer: I did not create and do not own any readily recognizable media characters. I have no agreement, legal or otherwise, with the creators or owners
I have always loved my sister. She always treated me well and I treated her well. I have never thought about her sexually. At my age I did not know anything about sex or masturbation until this night. My sister was very developed for her age, she had huge breasts



Hayley was a good girl until Hayley was raised in a strict catholic home. She went to a private catholic school during the week and attended bible studies on the weekend. Hayley had finally graduated high school and would be turning 19 in August



Mel and I were back on the road around 8 am the following morning. I had half expected to get a knock on the door by the police or some of the friends of the guys I beat up last night, but the coast was clear