Friday became bra day. I had to wear a pale-colored training braunder a shirt that was barely dark enough to hide it. There was still achance, I kne..., of being detected. What if someone got a peek of theundergarment through the spaces between my shirt buttons? I spent everyFriday even more concerned that usual. And the rest of the week Idreaded Bra Day.The year dragged on, each day feeling like a week, each week like months.I was always squirming inside. Waiting for someone's sentence to. I fingered her ass and pussy as I worked and sucked her old clit. Damn, she cum hard, not once but twice, before I pulled her into the pool, having her hold onto the ladder I inserted my hard cock into her old hairy mommy pussy. I fucked her cunt hard and she cum again, when she cum I did also. She caught her breath as I kissed her. Then we got out and dried off, we lay in the sun naked, she embarrassed, her pussy lips red and swollen and my cum leaking from them. We made out and kissed until I. The moonlight flooded the flat valley far below us and lighted the towering peaks to our left. This couldn't be real, could it? I mean, it had to be a movie set or something. So lovely.We moved on to the tent but before ducking back inside we came together for a long, deep kiss, hands sliding over backs and bottoms, chests and groins pressing against each other. When we finally pulled a little apart, our breath coming as short, shallow drafts, our eyes were still locked on each other. We pulled. Miraculously, he was still hard. She stiffened and groaned. “What do we do now?” he asked. She clung to him tightly. “This won’t be the last time, right Daddy?” she asked hopefully. “I won’t tell anyone. I swear. Not even my closest friends. My God, how could I? How could I ever tell anyone I fucked my own Dad!” He loved hearing her talk dirty. “You liked fucking Daddy, didn’t you?” he asked in a low voice. She giggled, picking up the hint. “Yeah,” she said. “I loved being fucked by you. You.
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