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Patty Barker was on the back of my Old Indian bike, her mini-skirt up around her hips, hanging on to me for dear life, it was her first ride on a motorcycle and she was loving it. We had just separated from Mom and her father Larry, we had followed them from a beer hall and watched from under a shadowed shop entry while his daughter gave him a blow job, then fucked him. Of course, this turned us on, so while they were fucking, we were, too. About that time, the cops had showed up and were questioning them, and they were about to be in deep shit, so my quick thinking Mom stepped out and claimed Patty as her own daughter, claiming that Patty was 19, and was with her. Patty, just as quick as Mom, agreed, and that got rid of the cops. We had introduced ourselves, made it obvious that we were an incest couple as well, and since they were from out of town, Mom invited them up to our apartment on India St. Since Larry was a big rugged handsome guy, I could see Mom had eyes for him, so I invited Patty, a plump, auburn haired cutie, to ride on my bike with me while Mom rode home in Larry’s old Chrysler Air Flow.

Jenny walks into the room, on hands and knees, lead on a leash by her mother. Her father is setting in his chair watching as they enter, he is wearing only a pair of loose boxers. She can see right up one of the legs and can see his semi hard cock laying against his leg. This is just the first day of her one month punishment for skipping a weeks worth of school, serving her parents doing anything they tell her to do when they tell her to do it. Hell this morning she woke up to her mother straddling her face getting ready to pee, “Drink or drown,” she had said just seconds before the stream of hot yellow liquid had started. Now it was time to see what daddy wanted her to do for him, hopefully not the same, ‘Maybe he will just want me to jerk him off, or let him eat my pussy or something,’ she was thinking to herself as she was placed in front of him. He slid forward, his cock sliding out of his boxers and hanging in front of her face, ‘maybe he will just want me to suck on it,’ she thought again.