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I hold my breath as Silvia starts writing on my tummy underneath my bra. She finishes and I look down and read “Ask about our Breadstick promotion! ” followed by an arrow pointing around my belly button to my crotch. “Ok Tina, the plan is you greet all of the new tables and explain our promotion. I look around for a table without food or drinks and stumble towards it on my heals. It is awful, somehow worse than the dildo panties. I can feel the breadstick squishing inside me with each step and when I get to the table I barely remember my lines but then I remember that this table already knows the promotion. “Well what do you think boys… does a nice buttery order of breadsticks sound like the ticket? ” Both 40 something year old patrons are staring at the bread jutting out of my vagina.

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“Thank you bro. I love you,” I replied. “I love you too sis,” Ray said. We had amazing sex with each other, I think it was mostly because of the incest, but I’m not totally sure. I never would have thought it would ever actually happen, but it did. Then I gave him the biggest hug I ever gave him. “OK I get it, you love me,” Ray said. “No, you don’t get it, I really love you. I don’t wanna have sex with anyone else, just you,” I replied. “So you just wanna suck on my cock forever now? “Yes, just your cock, and I must say, you are blessed. Your cock is huge, I wasn’t sure I could get the whole thing in my mouth honestly,” I replied. “Well thanks sis, weird compliment from my sister, but then again,” Ray said as he laughed. “We just had sex,” We both said. We both just continued to cuddle in silence for a few more minutes just thinking about how much we loved each other and wanted to have sex again.

“Mommy, can I put my penis in you now.” As I said it she positioned her body right underneath me and grabbed my penis. “Shhhh.” She grabbed my penis and slid it down right into her wet pussy. The warm, wet feeling made me feel amazing. I started to pull in and out of her, a feeling so much different than my hand. She closed her eyes and started to rub her breast again. I found a good rhythm and could feel her muscles start to contract. She let out a few moans, but nothing like before. I looked down at her face; her eyes were closed and smiling. My eyes gazed over her body. Her breasts, her love handles, her red hair. Everything I loved, and now I was on top of her making love. Then I looked down and saw my penis sliding in and out of her. That’s when I lost it. I tightened up and felt the semen come through my balls, and through my penis. The moment right before I shot, Is still the greatest feeling I have ever had. I shot one load after the other into her. Finally when I was done I collapsed on top of her, my penis still inside. I smiled and looked into her eyes.

So hot and wet and tight and silky. It was so wrong to be in her, to be pumping away at her tight snatch. She moaned, clenching down as her hips bucked back into me, her soft ass pressing into my crotch. “Yes, big brother,” she groaned. “Because you’re a pregnant, horny little sister? ” I asked, my hands sliding beneath her blouse, stroking the bare flesh of her stomach. ” she hissed, her pussy clenching on my dick. The girls kept giggling as I kept fucking my little sister. I reached her round breasts covered in her bra, squeezing through the lacy garment. Her nipples were hard. She groaned as I massaged them through the cloth, her pussy growing hotter, her hips writhing faster and faster. I nuzzled at her neck, my face pushing aside her silky hair to kiss at her delicate skin. I smelled the perfume she wore. I breathed it in as I plowed her pussy so hard, so fast.

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Peach in colour, it was terrifyingly tiny and she shivered at the prospect, wrestling with a better nature. A sheer cream blouse, almost see through, caught her attention and she wondered whether panties and bra were allowable under the terms of Kevin’s contract. Locating a little frilly white set in the drawer, the teacher was prepared to face the consequences if she was mistaken. Her highest heels, normally reserved for clubbing, completed the look, an appearance that screamed ‘slut’. The walk to school was an awkward one, not just the awkward clicky heels that produced a totter, but also on account of a paranoic belief that all eyes were on her. One consolation was that her first two classes were with eleven and twelve-year olds that still regarded her as an authority figure rather than a sex object. A few gave her odd looks but she could brush it off easily. Miraculously, lunchtime came around uneventfully, though she did ensure to keep an eye open for Kevin Manning.

“Option one, you can elect to have the old men suck and fuck you in all your holes to continuous orgasms, you will be forced to swallow their ejaculate, and they all produce copious amounts. Finally you may decide to resist my little collection of machines, to the point that they overcome your resistance and inhibitions, and you enjoy your predicament. It’s your choice, but we would much prefer the latter, what’s your answer Mrs Smith? The constant use of your surname keeps the proceedings in a very formal, matter of fact and detached atmosphere, this you find most unnerving. “Number 4, number 4,” laughs the Duke, “very good, then so be it,” the Duke removes all your leg restraints and the tummy band, “lie still don’t move until told, understand? ” you nod your head. Elly and the old men are beckoned away as the assembled crowd take their seats and begin to watch. “That’s it; very good Mrs Smith, or now that was more acquainted, should I call you Jayne? Jayne I think. Yes lets get a little more personal shall we?