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Mom started talking about you and her in bed and I was kind of embarrassed at first, I was sixteen and sex for me was still something we girls only whispered about in our bedrooms. That first night we talked like that, she told me about dating and fucking you in your car. At first, I was kind of embarrassed to hear about how you two screwed, but by the time we went to bed I was hooked, I wanted to hear more.” “Your mother misses me, missed me?” Zina smiled slightly, “Yeah dad, she still does.” I wasn’t sure how to answer her so I encouraged her to talk, “After that?” “After that it was like she had turned on a Blowjobs switch, we would have some wine then mom would start more stories of when and how you made love. I think it was her way of not missing you so much. I was laughing tears the night she told me about the first time she let you. She said she was mortified and wanted you to take her home so she could Hardcore Sex change her clothes.” “Why would she want to change close if she was going to have sex with me?” “She told me she was wearing full bodied white cotton panties with pink and blue elephants printed on them. She was so scared you would look at them and laugh at her. Mom said the next day she threw away almost all her underwear and bought new ones. God it was funny the way she told it.” I thought about that night, it certainly wasn’t the pattern of her panties I was concentrating on, “I never noticed” I said. Zina giggled lightly then continued, “The first time I felt an interest in you as a man was when she was telling me how she damn near raped you every night for weeks until she got pregnant with me. I had pictures in my head of your erection cuming in mom and got cramps in my stomach. Not bad cramps, they were pure sexual, they felt good. That was the first time I wondered how it would feel if you did that with me. After that, when we talked, her stories got more erotic, she would tell me how you fucked her, how she fucked you.” Zina paused to look over the bay, took a refreshing breath then finished, “Over the next few months mom told me everything; about regular sex, oral sex, and the kinky stuff you used to do for fourteen years, until the divorce. In spite of me being your daughter, she didn’t hold back any secrets or details. I think it’s her way of not letting you go; she misses you dad; she misses you in bed.” This was all news to me, “So how did conversations with your mother turn into last night?” “I started fantasizing that I was mom, that you and me were married and screwing our asses off. I still hadn’t been with any guy, but in my mind, we were busy as hell. I spent a lot of nights with my fingers in me, imagining they were your fingers. I think it was you in my head when I started having sex with Seth. He and me did it for a couple of months then I dumped him and started going to bed with Ricky. Ricky reminded me of you, he looked like you, he is about the same size. Even group fuck his voice was you. I fucked him a lot because it was you, not him, with me.” Zina put her hand on my arm, “I have to pee and this bench is getting hard on my butt, let’s go home.” The enlightening conversation was done, for the moment. After dinner that evening, she and I poured glasses of Southern Comfort then started the next round of love and incest. “When did you know you deepthroat wanted me for real?” Zina sipped her drink, looked into my eyes for a few seconds, “When you told me you were coming home for my birthday. I had a flash vision of hugging you at the airport and felt a wild thrill in my stomach. A 100% pure sexual thrill. I suggested to him that he and his senior managers need to spend more time arriving at various Pinetree locations and less time in the boardroom. I wish you can one day find happiness. I see two, no three floggers of different lengths. “Oh fine, just studying for finals.” “His Lordship the third Baron had an arrangement with the Convent,” Carruthers explained, “In sucking exchange for a small consideration the Convent made available every unsullied novice for his Lordship to sample.” That was your grand father Hardcore Sex my lord.” Kyleigh, of course, gave me a nice look down her cleavage, while group fuck Nikkole, my naughty cheerleader, licked her lips, eager to enjoy me. Ok Baby, we will get it for you. They ended up on their sides. I nervously licked my lips, trying to deny the steamy hint of moisture that began to gather in my loins. There Blowjobs were a few noticeable gasps from nearby customers, but I just deepthroat ignored them. Amazing! I had worn strap-on dildos before, but to have a real cock... 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