Memories of Brother / Sister phone sex take me back in time and still make my pussy quiver. Incest fucking was never a sin in our family. Sharing that pussy was a rite of passage and the men in my family made sure that the girls got plenty of variety. I remember you the most, daddy.
You would creep quietly into my room. “Shhhh, don’t say a word.” You’d say, pulling out your penis. You’d cram it into my mouth, daring me to make a sound. I could taste pussy on it. I wasn’t sure whose cunt sauce it was. Maybe it was mommy’s or maybe it was Aunt Linda’s. Or maybe you were already fucking little sis. It didn’t matter. It’s not like I had a choice as you flipped me facedown on my twin bed and violated my little cunny. You always came in my shithole though and made it lick it clean afterward. I can still taste my own asshole when I think about you. You made me what I am today. You, grandpa, and Uncle Eddie. My pussy patrol. Now it’s my turn to pass on to the next generation what I have learned and ensure the future of our loving family. Are you ready to help me with the grandbrats, daddy?
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