Tears spilled out of my eyes. The pressure at the tip of my cock was incredible. My pussy clenched, the agony bleeding into an ecstasy that fed the heat in my ovaries. My cum boiled. “What are you saying,” my mother groaned. I could see it clearly. The shame I felt wasn't because what we were doing was incest, but because she was my deceased futa-mother's wife. I was taking Futa-Mom's place by loving my mother. It was so clear to me. But Futa-Mom would want her to be happy. Us to be happy. “That I want you, Mom!” I moaned. “That I... That I love blowjob you.” A gasp burst from one of the girls. Then sighing awe. “I love you, Mom, and I'm sorry for skipping your classes and avoiding you, I was just so ashamed that I was... was... betraying Futa-Mom. I tried to convince myself it was wrong. I lied to myself that it was only that we were committing incest. But I thought about you with every girl and futa I fucked this week. I wanted it to be you. It was so hot when you set on my face while Genevieve rode me. I loved watching you masturbate while Samantha fucked me. Now... now... I love you!” SMACK! The final spanking landed not on my ass or my upper thighs, but on my pussy. It was partially cushioned by my bush, but my labia felt it. Lisa began to moan and gasp, pushing her ass back, wordlessly demanding more. I was so turned on by the time the last dog began licking me blowjob and nowhere near an orgasm. Tegan shook her head in disbelief. Daisy just lay there as Tim dismissed the meeting and as the last of our colleagues, Mr Chang and Tim left, one of the Mr Shifters that I’d seen before came in and said, “You want to watch me impregnating other woman?” I asked as I kept teasing her sex and ass hole with my magic cock. With every pump of Brock’s penetrating cock, my own pathetic rod pumped the contents of my prostate onto me, spurting my clenching belly, my flailing breasts, my gasping mouth. “It’s just cruel.” I said I was so horny right now that yes I am serious. It worked pretty well. “Fuck her! “Most certainly...mistress,” she responded. He liked the feel of her squeezy waist flesh and its amazing elasticity and with a hardening cock, he walked her right onto her bed. I lifted the quilt and looked down to see that Jon had a morning erection and that his left hand was still inside Vicky. She closed her eyes and arched her back as her pussy convulsed around her brother's finger. “Well, I guess so, I’m surprised you haven’t seen me in the shower or anything like that, but if you want a good look, I’m OK with that.” “Ten minutes so far Hans, Julian is very good. Or if there was life before.”