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Morgan's Mounds 2-Homewrecker

... process. I reached under the skirt and gripped her hips, guiding her up and down on top of me. I closed my eyes, knowing the view would be too much. I tried to imagine the grossest women I could think of, hoping to sedate my orgasm, which was aiming to release the second I entered her birth canal. "Nnnnnnf. Oh Jesus baby. Baby, I love you. I love you Morgan! Oh baby!: I said a bit louder than a whisper. "Oooh. Did you hear that? He's ready to go, see just like that!" Morgan said with a giggle. "What are you, who are talking, talking . . to?" I said puzzled, while also feeling the balls let you, my cum was on the way. Dammit already. Well, she was just going to have to accept another dose of doctor dick. I wasn't done with her pussy tonight. "Oh, ha ha. Look!" She said point to my face. "It's coming!" "Oooooh god. Oh yes Morgan, fuck him. Oooooo shit, OOOOOOOOOH!" I turned in horror, knowing my step daughters voice. I could see in the tv light that her shorts and undies were off, and she was strumming herself. Her legs quivered and knees locked as she was engulfed by an orgasm. "Ch-ch-ch-chelsee-ee-ee. Nnn-nnn-nnoo sweet-sweet-SWEETIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" I couldn't stop it, it was already launched. I felt the cum rupture out of my cockhead and pump stream after stream of hot cum into Morgan's waiting womb. "Oh yes! Fuck yea, this is so fucking perfect! Fuck me you sick old pervert! Mmmm!" Morgan's pussy clenched my spurting manhood and squeezed out just a bit more juice than would ...

... have made it on its own. I was appalled and knowing my step daughter had watched and beat off to watching me essentially legally rape her friend. It was disturbing, and incredibly taboo, which had only added to the orgasm. I was watching Moran in the muted light. she was still, perched on my softening cock, her breasts pressed together by her arms, one hand on each side of my stomach. I was fighting sleep as long as I could. I saw Chelsea stumble onto the edge of the bed, where she and Morgan engaged in a deep kiss and embrace. I couldn't fight sleep anymore and barely felt the two girl curl up on either side of me all of us enjoying a much needed nap. I would have been perfectly happy to en the night there, but I told you, Morgan wasn't a normal human being. She was a sick fuck and I awakened to her licking my dick and balls all around, turning dried cum and pussy juice back into fluid and cleaning it all off like she was trying to get to the center of a tootsie pop. Chelsea was next to me rubbing my chest softly, her head on my shoulder, watching Morgan clean me. "Chel, Chelsea?" I said hoarsely, not sure what to make of things. "Hi daddy, I love you daddy." And she rolled up her lips to mine and we kissed. I wanted to push her away but she had such a great kiss. Tender, shy, reserved. My step daughter was a virgin, I realized, happy that she wasn't a fucked up whore like Morgan. She was a good girl. Why was she kissing me? What had Morgan done to her? And why was I still ...