Dad Fucks his Son/Wife

Dad’s hand wrapped around my own cock, which was hard enough already. I moan a little a he jerked me off. I tried to moan in the girliest way possible.

Dad looked into my eyes. “I love you,” he said. “I’m so glad I married you.”

I just bit my lip. Then, he spread my legs apart and thrust his cock inside my ass.

I screamed in pleasure and pain. I looked up to see The Duchess watching, waiting in the air, a terrible smile on her face.

“I told you this was what you wanted.”

I couldn’t respond to the ghost in the room. Dad was fucking me harder and harder. He was kissing my nipples and biting my neck. I shivered throughout my body as he bit my neck

Dad was grabbing at my clothes, the ones that made me look like my own mother, and tearing them off. The clothes lay on the floor, but The Duchess hovered over them. It seemed that they disappeared.

The Duchess pointed to a closet, filled with women’s clothes, and then disapparated from sight.

At this point, it was just my dad grunting and groaning as he was fucking me.,

“Holy shit,” he said, “I’m gonna cum in you son.”

I had no chance to respond. His seed spilled into me and he collapsed on top of me.

I passed out as well.