They were acquaintances who lived apart in the nearby nation of Incestia. The daughters were pretty with petite features, aqua eyes, golden hair that wisped past their shoulders, and virtues of untouched innocence. While few would have believed that Verity and Cambria would ever watch their father engage in a sex act, none would have believed they had become part of it. Under Uncle Avan’s direction, the two had seduced their father with “strong drink”, a mixture of alcohol and passion berry. They had dressed themselves provocatively and with softcore exotic perfumes and the promise of a prostitute---a mouth-whore---their father had followed them to his bed. With dancing streams of moonlight and shadowed bedding, they watched and smiled while their father was breaking two of the most strident laws in the nation of Kassan---incest and sodomy; sodomy because the nation of Kassan was the only one in the region that treated penetration of the mouth under that ancient definition. Illegal? Yes. erotic But also necessary. In secrecy and darkness, Yuri Volka was enjoying the passions of the mouth-whore yet under the influence of that strong drink, he was unaware of one thing: the mouth-whore he was defiling was his own son, Caci. The boy was the youngest of the three children. He had an appearance much like his sisters and was nearly as effeminate. He had been willing right from the start, willing to lay side-by-side with is father and receive his father into the depths of his throat, a throat that had been prepared for just that. Avan had worked with Caci to take it deep although he had not used his own cock since that would have betrayed his brother’s trust. Instead, he had used a dildo and he was pleased to see that it had worked well. He had told his nieces that it would not be difficult for them to seduce their father because Yuri had not been himself for months and had not been with a woman for just as long, not since their mother had left amid a growing chaos. And indeed, the seduction hadn’t been difficult. Yuri’s fall from cognition had been fast. His ongoing stupor was fueled by alcohol for what lay behind and fanned by the dread of what was yet to come. In his weakened state, he had obediently followed his temptress daughters to a bedchamber of iniquity. Verity leaned toward her father. “Do it, daddy. Fuck her!” she said while seeming mildly shocked at her first use of a four-letter word. “She’s a prostitute, daddy, and she’s here for you!” Yuri was moaning more now as his hard cock burrowed deeper and pulled back before pushing back in with a pace that was slowly building. Unaware. Unaware that he was fucking the mouth of his own girls son. Cambria was silent. It wasn’t fair! She should have been the one to lay with indian their father and receive their father’s seed. She was the one who should replace their departed mother and satisfy their father’s sexual needs and even bear his child. Yet, Caci was laying with him instead of her! She had pleaded with Uncle Avan beforehand but he had staunchly declined and said, “We don’t have asian time for that! All students please be in their seats by 9am - latecomers will earn five demerits. With his Mom’s breasts being squeezed on and off and her midriff getting pawed strongly, those few minutes seemed like a powerful dream for Deen. He gets up and excuses himself from the office. The teen hisses then groans from the pain. “Shush,” she commanded. “Ten to. I`ve sent Jason on a charm offensive. we have to go to the temple.” she raised her bum up and Abhi gave indian a violent push in her crevice. They looked against each other and again their lips met. When the tip of his erect cock touched the lips of his daughter's vagina, she let out a cute little moan and Henry lost control. It was half full. “Gross,” Chloe rolled her eyes but smiled. “Thank all of you for coming.” She said to the assembled crowd. “So you saved me. Twice,” Oorla whispers in the quietest of voices. Mr. Dudley put Kayleigh down face down and pulled her ass up. Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! She shrugged. “How old is Cheyenne now?” I asked, very conscious of how warm her body was as she erotic leaned into me, and how very few clothes we were wearing. I looked up at him, “That’s too much, you only owe me ten.” Again, he wagged his asian tail and dutifully licked her girls neck and shoulder, tickling her and turning her on immensely. It was cheesy, he knew, but he hoped that she might take softcore the disk and not quibble about it if he cut off communication.