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Chapter 6 by LiteraryLover LiteraryLover

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Breeding Her

My nerves were biting at me, so rather than tell her how I wanted to go about it out loud, I whispered into her ear.

"O-oh Jimmy...well I suppose I..." Barbara said with unease in her voice. She looked around, possibly planning out how to do this before getting on her hands and knees, presenting her nethers to me with her facing the house. I had already been aroused since I started feeling her up, so I quickly got out of my slacks and inserted myself into her.

I spat in my hand to make it easier for us before mother cleared her throat. "Jimmy? Is there anything I can do? Barbara?" She offered.

Actually, since she's asking....I wiped my spit covered hand on to Barbara's rear end. "If you could give me a blowjob, that'd be swell." I told her.

Mom walked over to me and knelt before me, taking my member into her mouth.

She was so incredible, I nearly saw St. Peter himself. I could only imagine how it'd feel once I was having sex with more and more women.

"Alright, I think that's good. Do you think you could help Barbara too?" I asked, nearly ready to climax already. Mom understood and got behind Barbara to use her fingers on the most intimate area of her little girl.

Barbara was soon mewling like a whore from mom playing with her behind, gripping the grass with clenched fists. I nodded to mom and she understood my cue. I slowly entered Barbara who went from moaning to whimpering to letting out loud cries as I began to pick up pace.

"Ruth, get in here and make dinner, dammit- Oh." Dad opened the door yelling before seeing me having premarital sex Barbara.

I looked my old man right in the face and I shot my load into my sister. "Congrats, pop. You're a granddad and it's a bastard of inbreeding." I told him coldly. I looked around and saw quite a lot of the neighbors had watch our little show. He too saw them and was speechless with anger. He returned inside, slamming the door.

"I'll... speak to him. You two get cleaned up." Mom said, going after him.

I didn't want him around anymore. I was to be the man of the house now. It's not like we'd be hurting for money ever again. People with my condition get everything handed to them. He had to leave.

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