1. The Jacksons Incest: Durham Bitch Gotta Fuckable Arse


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Incest, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 73.3, Source: sexstories.com

    Not free of charge though. He could ask for it at any time of the day or night, so long as he was able to pay her good money for a round of logic-shattering sex. He wanted her....he craved sex with her more than anything else. "Are you positive about what you are saying, Alma?" Gavin would rather be convinced he had heard false words, than rush into excitement, not wishing to verify what had only just been mentioned to him. Alma chuckled alarmingly. "Your ears have not misled you, Mr. Jackson. Neither have your eyes. Tell me when you are ready, and I will not disappoint. I must go now. Your wife and son will come looking for us." Late in the night, Gavin could not sleep soundly. Repeating themselves like a bell, Alma's sugary words pealed inside his head. He nervously looked at his wife who lay still besides him. She was fast asleep, dreaming mayhap, with her eyes shut, and her mouth gaping noisily. Yes. She snored and he hardly slept whenever she began making those bulldoze-like breaths. The bad bitch barely slept. In the dark but chilly corridor, she posed naked, almost like a witch, staring eagerly at Gavin while he walked towards her. He had rang her phone twice and texted her this message: Meet me in the corridor if you are awake. Perhaps bitches didn't sleep at night, ...
    did they? "I can't fuck you in my room," Alma began. "That bed swings, always squealing sharply. Anyone could hear us, and suspect something. Tell me where you would like us to fuck and I will meet you there. I can't risk Beverly walking in on us." Gavin's dick was already hard, solid as a rock. Alma held it carefully. No, he was not undressed. He was still wearing his pajamas. Seeing her naked had made his dick stand firm. Touching his erection made her wet all of a sudden. He groaned helplessly. How could he not when she was pleasuring him like this? In just a slice of time, he burst into a sudden orgasm, firing cum inside his pants. "Meet me at Monte Carlo tomorrow at 3 in the afternoon. I am dying to fuck you hard, Alma, I swear. I shall be waiting for you." "I will not fail you. Tomorrow morning before you go for work, you must kindly leave a hundred dollars on my bed. I shall have use for it throughout the day. Is it a deal--or no deal?" Alma looked grave while putting this forward. Gavin consented to her demand, expecting her to satisfy his as well. "It is a deal made, Alma. I will leave a hundred bucks on your bed, and you will come fuck me at Monte Carlo around 3." Before the two parted ways, they shared a passionate kiss, Gavin groaning out pleasurably another time.
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