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The backyard party at the Reenburgs' home was well underway. Their large house, verging on a mansion, had an impressive yard. Lights were strung across the bushes, lighting it up as twilight fell upon the world. It was a warm, April evening, the sky clear. big Like when I'd done at the Reenburgs' party last summer right before graduating from college, I had brought my mom as my Fucking date. I had my reasons. She looked great, her bleached-blonde hair falling in a mass of curls about pussy her lush face, her large breasts stretching out the red party dress she wore, her shoulders bare. The skirt was short, her toned thighs on display. You could just see the top of the tattoo on her right breast. Maria Reenburg, the daughter of the family, was with her brother. She was holding two babies in her arms, a big smile on her face as she spoke with her brother. I knew for a fact that Sean Reenburg, the tits brother, was the father of both ass children. One was Maria's child the other their mother's.Mrs. Reenburg was talking with a group of women. The powerful, Sacramento lawyer was my mother's boss and had discovered the delights of incest last June when she'd been seduced by her son. Her husband, a state senator, was schmoozing at the other end of the party, talking with some of the most powerful members of the State of California. “You like?” she asked with a giggle. His penis swung below him, still soft. “Yeah baby girl, just like that.” her legs held together tight in the back of my mind all I could think about was Paul walked over to Amy's room because he wanted to talk pussy to tits her about what Fucking had happened. She looked up at me and I stared right into her eyes and time stood still. That sent a tingle down my spine and I knew that nothing would satisfy me short of big fucking her until I bathed her love canal deep with my hot sticky cum. I can’t hold out much longer.” With a sound that could only be described as a “Eeeeyow!” kind of yell, she splooged on my face again. Please don’t be angry Sis. Grabbing his phone from his pants pocket, he turned on the TV. The third man had raped her during the party and had come back to make use of her services several times since then, though he only raped her one other time, and that was part of a threesome. She worked hard every day to show both ass of her children equal amounts of love and support, showering praise on Jabar whenever he did something well, but nothing seemed to be working.