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“Something even better,” I said, staring up at her. It’s our fault. She needed to have that crimson flush blushing her cheeks staining her rear. I groaned as I rose, my pussy growing even hotter, my butt plug shifting in me. The incestuous friction sent heat billowing through my body. “Ooh, look at their pussies humping together.”
“Yes,” Daddy growled, his hands working, the rope reaching our upper backs, holding us so tight, my small tits crushed against Georgia’s now. This was so exciting. Her tongue flicked out, brushing the tip of his cock, gathering a drop of precum. He groaned, his hand tightening in her hair. My mom had to talk to her mom because unlike me, Georgia’s parents actually punished her. I missed his cock. I walked with Mom out of their bedroom, glancing into my bedroom. “Are you saying…?”
“My parents used me, Georgia,” I said, hopping to my feet, my bowels squeezing down on my butt plug. I felt so wonderfully full.
