Is that the way you talk about your cousin and the mother of your son? Gwen asked, the redhead adjusted the blue barrette in her hair and then folded her arms below her milk filled breasts as she glared at her cousin and half-brother.
Gwen? Ben said in surprise, taking in the familiar white cabri pants and blue on blue tee shirt with the cat emblem between the wet spots formed by the milk dripping from her nipples where they formed bumps against the fabric of her shirt. Ben tried to keep his mind off how much he wanted to suck his cousins nipples and fuck her pussy and stay focused on what was happening. I thought you were going to spend the summer at home to take care of Ken and avoid having a second baby before our son is a year old.
Thats what I had in mind, Gwen agreed as Grandpa Max pulled the rustbucket out of the school parking lot and headed for the interstate, but I was outvoted. Our parents, Jane, Keesha, and Keeshas mom all decided that Grandpa Max would need help to make sure that you dont end up impregnating half the girls in the continental US.
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