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Lovely daughter

... promise!” Unsure if her father heard her or not, Angela snuggled against him and fell asl**p. These two lusty lovers slept the sl**p of exhausted weariness. So soundly did they sl**p, they overslept too long. A ringing cell phone awakened them. Angela jumped out of bed and began to quickly dress. When her father reached for her, she scooted away. “No Dad,” she said. “Not this morning. Bob is on his way to pick me up!” Jonas grabbed one his dearly departed wife’s hairbrushes from a bedside stand. Angela permitted him to brush out her hair as long as he promised to keep his hands to himself. Ignoring this command herself, she reached under the bedcovers to check something out. Yes, just as she suspected, the man was hard and erect. Angela knew better than to dare fate, but god she was so horny wet she couldn’t stand it! Throwing the bedcovers aside, she lifted her skirt, stripped off her panties, and climbed into the saddle astride her father. Guiding his elongated erection into her dripping pussy, this woman sat on the meaty cockshaft and fucked her dad like crazy. Fast and furious was this quickie morning fuck but Angela and her dad needed the orgasmic release in order to face the trying events coming up today. One was burying a wife and the other was burying a mother. Once again cum fluids freely flowed between a man and a woman interlocking their bodies in the bonds of lust and love. Male and female loins rejoiced in an orgasmic mating ritual. When a car horn blew, this ...

... cum-dripping woman jumped out of bed, pulled on her panties, and stuffed several tissues in to soak up some of the excess leakage. With a smile on her face, she kissed her man then ran away like the Devil himself was chasing her. The funeral was a somber affair. The minister tried his best to make his eulogy a celebration of this wonderful woman’s life. Jonas wasn’t much impressed by either the minister or his message. Silently he berated, “What kind of benevolent God would allow a ‘good’ person to painfully waste away with an insidious, cancerous affliction?” The minister did touch on one valid point. He spoke of how exuberantly friendly Beth had been and emphasized how the woman seemed to always be jovial with a hearting smile on her face. At these words, Angela squeezed her father’s hand as if sending him a silent, secretive message which said, “I now know the real reason behind Mom’s smiles and happiness!” After the burial, friends and f****y gathered at the house. Taking a quick glance into her dad’s bedroom, Angela was relieved to see that the man had changed the cum-soaked sheets and had made up the bed. When the guests left, Angela told her husband she was staying a few days to make sure her dad would be okay. Bob didn’t put up a fuss at all. In fact, he seemed to be a little relieved to be having some time away from his sexually-demanding wife. Angela’s ‘few days’ turned into a week. By the end of those seven days she was sore all over. Her pussy had been pounded by her ...