I gently started easing her g-string down with my nose. I heard her sigh something like, “Fuck, at last, I need you so badly.”I used my hands to do the rest. There she lay, magnificently spread and ready in all her splendour. Her pussy was pumping, her lips were wide open and her clit so ready to devour my dick.Instead I flawed her again however difficult it was for me this time.“On your tummy, Gorgeous”, I instructed.She moaned and truly thought I had lost it. She looked up deeply into my eyes questioning what I’d said and reluctantly rolled over. I was about to surprise her.I rolled up a spare towel and placed it underneath her body, just above her mound to give me better access to her pussy from behind. I then started massaging her inner thighs deep into her groin, ‘butterflying’ across her pouting pussy lips once more.She moaned. Her body quivered even more as she said, “Take me please, I love doggy style.”I mounted the table between her widespread legs and placed my shaft against. From it, she hears voices.Slowly, Tiffany walks toward the door. She doesn’t make a sound since she’s not wearing shoes. When she peers into the room she sees her mother on her knees and it looks like she is crying. Off to the right Tiffany sees a portion of Max. He is facing away and talking to someone.But who?Tiffany wants to go bursting into the room, but she is afraid. So she stands at the doorway listening in hopes to get a feel of what is going on.“Don’t you see Mother?” Max asks as he turns toward Grace. “Father here has been using you since the beginning.”Mother? Father?Grace looks up at Max. Tiffany can see her eyes shift from the man she has only known as Amber’s boyfriend to someone else in the room and back.“That’s why I have been feeding him only men,” Grace says. “But I still don’t understand how you think he can be your father.”Max is my brother? Then is that my father?The anticipation of possibly meeting her father pushes Tiffany to react. Without thinking of what.
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