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Ethan had already gone back to working on his sermon. He heard what she said, but wasn’t listening. The pang that Becky felt at having lied to her f...ther didn’t last long. She knew that she could never tell her parents about Brad. They would make her cut the relationship off. They would tell her that she was too young for such things. She wasn’t, of course, at least in the way she saw it. He had, after all, ‘made a woman’ of her. Deep down, she loved her parents and wanted them to know how she. His cock dangled from the hair of his crotch, its mushroom head glowing in the soft light.She shucked her hand up and down on his prick half a dozen times, judging its weight and girth in her palm. Then she leaned over and licked its head quickly running her tongue up his cock and diddling his tiny piss-slit. Her lips came down over the cock crown and ducked forward, guiding it back over the velvet pad of her tongue till she had several inches of shaft inside."Ohhh! You're sucking my cock!. "It was not like that, Randal. Your Dad is in the hospital you know. After the ... event at the house he had chest pains and they called an ambulance." I do not give a shit where your incest fuck buddy is at. All I care about is where are my children now?" They are at the house. A friend is staying with them." Another one of your relatives? How 'Deliverance' of you. Is this some first cousin you are screwing, or an Uncle?" She is a friend from work, and not related."I leaned back in my chair.. I was very eager to get going. I could not wait to see my cousin Jenny this weekend.I then walked into the kitchen to grab an apple juice from the fridge when I began hearing giggling and pleasure moans coming from upstairs. My dad had come back this morning from his business trip so I figured he and my step mother were having alittle fun before he had to leave tonight again.I ignored the sounds and continued to eat some breakfast.My father walks downstairs and enters the kitchen, where I was.
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