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Being the Incest Phone Sex BBW Of my family, they were always going above and beyond fommmm Every year on Christmas or any other special occasion, the whole family would gather around and watch as Daddy presented me with my “gift”. They’d all cheer and clap their hands in anticipation of what was to come next – another round of incestuous fun for everyone involved. And let me tell you something… no one else could ever compare to them when it came time to busting a nut inside this fat whore’s tight holes.

My brothers were always eager participants too; they loved helping out by taking turns pounding away at their slutty sister while she moaned uncontrollably beneath them. It felt so good being used that way – like we were all connected through our perverted desires deep down inside where nobody else could see or judge us for what went on behind closed doors (or rather sheets). The more cum filled up these hungry cunts of mine, the wetter they got from excitement alone! Sometimes even Mommy joined in on the action if things got really wild; her warm mouth suckling away at whatever cock happened be nearby drove us all wild with lustful passion until finally collapsing into an orgasmic heap together underneath layers upon layers of sticky love juices covering every surface within reach… Ahh memories truly do make life sweeter indeed.

As I look back on those days now, a part of me misses the raw intensity of it all – the feeling of being completely owned by my family’s desires. But another part knows that those times have passed and we’ve all moved on with our lives (at least outwardly). Still, there’s something comforting about remembering how much we loved each other through our shared perversions; how nothing else mattered except for satisfying one another’s carnal cravings no matter what shape or form they took at any given moment.

And let me tell you something else… even though everyone has grown up since then and gone their separate ways, every once in a while when I catch myself alone with my thoughts (or better yet – alone in bed), I can’t help but fantasize about those wild nights again. My mind wanders back to those familiar faces filled with lustful desire as they take turns using me however they please; filling up every hole available until there isn’t an ounce left inside them to give away… It makes my cunt wet just thinking about it!