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The scent filled my nose, mixing with the sweet delight coming from the nearby honeysuckles growing up a trellis in Lola and Rebecca's backyard. Inside, everyone was cheering and shouting. It sounded like Danielle's contest was beginning. It was such a vulgar thing. I was sure my mother loved it. She was, by her own words, a futa-slut. She was so glad my half-sisters were turning eighteen. She was eager to cuckold my step-father, my namesake Chris, with futas again since she rarely got to see my futa-mother, Becky. My step-father didn't mind. He seemed to find it hot to share his wife with a futa. My inclinations went in other beautiful directions. I didn't like sharing. I pushed up my couple glasses and then turned the page. I was reading a favorite of mine: Jane Austin, Northanger Abby. It would be so wonderful to live in Victorian times. To wear girl those elegant dresses, all those layer of petticoats. A more genteel time. Not that vulgarity going girlfriend on in public. I identified greatly with Catherine Morland. She, too, wouldn't have approved of wild whore orgies breaking out at a birthday party. I would have to accustom myself to that sort of behavior. I knew these sort of orgies would happen. Our futa-mother would crave them. Bethany and Danielle would set them up. My other half-sisters would join in the fun. But not today. We had a secret, incestuous affair. “It didn’t make you cum did it Georgia?” Zoe asked. I met them early in the parking lot of the coffee shop. I left the sliding closet door open just enough to get a good view of the bed. She doubles her effort so she can enjoy an orgasm as Paisley had just done. whore I’ve been noticing how she seems to girlfriend be wherever you are, lately.” We reached our towels just as Leanne let out a long moan. The tightness feels so amazing! “Pretty good, huh?” I couldn’t argue as her hips started moving, sliding her shapely ass the length of my cock. She shoved down the panties she wore, exposing beautiful her shaved pussy. Morgan looked past Jack to a Humvee that was speeding up toward them. He was banging her hard and fast. This was her idea after all. This hug lasted a little longer than usual and instead of holding her couple girl body back she pressed her full body to me. She was not petite like Andrea. Finally, Craig said, "I believe Frank would do something like that. I see the gears in her mind start up, the incantation she’s concocting to send a concussion blasting through my skull. “Just keep ramming that dick into me, Becky!”