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Stepmother's Bed
Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
Denny could see the terrible disappointment all over his s****r's face. "Are you all right, daddy?" she asked. "You must be tired, daddy?" "Yeah, your old man's just a little tired, sugar," he muttered. That's right. Pretty goddam sick and tired of lots of things." He stood up, cupping his hands at his mouth. "Goddam it, Norma! You get a rag in here and clean this mess up, hear? Now!" Norma entered timidly and mopped up the mess with a big sponge. As she bent over, working, Martin Reardon goosed her. "That'sh my li'l piece o' tail," he slobbered. "Whooeee! Is she a tigress in the sack! Unh-unh-unh," he grunted, thrusting his hips. Controlling herself, Norma quickly returned to the kitchen without replying. Martin Reardon called after her. "My son and daughter come all the way from San Francisco and can't even get a goddam meal in their old man's house! Come on, huh? Where the fuck's our dinner?" "Coming up, dear," Norma called pleasantly. "Be on the table in a minute." Joyce looked aghast at her b*****r, then crossed the room and sat on the damp arm of her father's chair. "We can wait, daddy," she cooed. "We're not that hungry." With her index finger, she toyed with his long sideburn. Clumsily, he encircled her waist with his long arm and pulled her into his lap. He gave her a loud kiss, right on her breast, then grinned at her stupidly. "Yes siree, my little girl's all grown up ... now. Wow! Are you ever!" He planted a hungry kiss on her neck and his hand dropped to her inner thigh and moved slowly back and forth. Joyce glanced at her b*****r searchingly, as if seeking an answer to her predicament. Angrily, Denny stood up. "I'm gonna see if Norma needs any help in the kitchen," he said. But he stood pausing in the dining room, watching. Martin Reardon was staring hungrily, without the slightest attempt at subtlety, at his daughter's breasts as his hand inched slowly up Joyce's leg. "Boy, are you grown up," he repeated, mumbling and making kissing sounds as he stared at the twin mounds very near his face. Joyce caught her father's hand by the wrist before it reached her vagina. Watching, it disturbed Denny that his s****r was obviously filled with mixed emotions. The hand had toyed with the elastic band of her panties before she had pulled it away. Good God! he thought. Not only did he lust after their stepmother--apparently Joyce was developing a thing for their father! It was going to be a weird vacation all right. Joyce asked her father if he would like a cup of coffee, but he declined and screamed again about dinner. "Wher's the fuckin' food!" He held his hand at his mouth then, focusing his eyes with difficulty. "Shouldn't use that kinda language in front of my li'l daughter, eh?" he said, giggling. "Well, I gotta celebrate my k**s' arrival, you know?" And he stroked Joyce's ass and nibbled at her ear. Denny ...