Incest Phone Sex Served in the Kitchen

incest phone sex FDIncest phone sex is the best kind of phone sex. The best kind of sex too. I was in the kitchen making family dinner last night. Trying my best to be all domesticated and shit. Both my son and daughter were home from college for a wedding over the weekend, and stayed a few extra days to hang with their mommy. When I cook, I wear an apron. Just an apron. Don’t want to burn my goodies. If my offspring are home with me, I rarely put on clothes. I was bending over to put the pot roast in the oven when my son walked into the kitchen. The view of me bent over naked made him lose his clothes and offer his sexy mommy some assistance. I bent over the kitchen island so he could rim my pretty sphincter. He loves mommy’s shitter. Even when he was just a school boy he begged to lick mommy’s ass. I can never say no to my brats. As he was tongue fucking my bung hole, my daughter entered the kitchen. “Can anyone play,” she inquired with a smirk knowing I’d never turn her away. She sat on the kitchen island with her legs spread exposing her bald beaver to me like a present. I buried my face in her pink puffy pussy mound as her brother fucked my ass from behind. My nose tickled her clit as my son’s balls tickled mine. My daughter’s pussy started to gush her yummy girl goo all over my face as I slipped some fingers in her cunnie with my tongue. Her brother had a bird’s eye view of his mommy eating his sister’s snatch as he pounded my ass. This is how I like to spend my time in the kitchen. My son shot a jet blast of his batter deep in my pussy as my daughter squirted on my face. She requested her dessert before dinner, so I let her lick her brother’s cum out of my asshole. I love family dinners together.

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