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		Desperate Stepdaughter Begging Stepfather To Breed Her Tight Pussy And Start Real Family
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	<link>https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5062/sins-of-the-father/</link>
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		<a href="https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5062/sins-of-the-father/"><img src="https://fullfamilyincest.com/contents/videos_screenshots/5000/5062/512x288/1.jpg" border="0"><br>SCENE OPENS on a closed door in a hallway. A moment later, Jillian (Lexi Lore) opens the door and turns off the bathroom light as she comes into the hallway. The house is completely quiet as she softly walks down the hallway back to her room. Suddenly, from somewhere off-screen we hear a soft tapping. TAP. TAP. Jillian stops, looking behind her towards the source of the noise. The tapping continues, getting increasingly louder. Suddenly the tapping turns into a loud THUMP. Jillian jumps. Fear crosses her face, but she has now discerned where the noise is coming from: the attic. She moves toward the attic. Suddenly the house is oppressively silent. The quiet seems to squeeze the air out of her as she approaches the attic door. As Jillian's hand reaches up to grasp the cord that hangs from the attic door, she seems to be holding her breath. But suddenly, a dark figure standing in the hall startles her. She yelps in terror, moving away from the figure. But then...her shoulders sag with relief when she sees who it is: her father, Stan. When she theorizes that the attic is haunted by the ghosts of her father's first wife and unborn child, who both died in childbirth, Stan dismisses her concerns harshly. 'I mean, GHOSTS?! Jesus Christ, you're 18 YEARS OLD! GROW UP, for god's sake! I'm your GODDAMN father, so why don't you start LISTENING to me and LEAVE IT ALONE,' he continues, shaking his head in apparent disappointment. She recoils in the face of his outburst, looking shocked and puzzled, as if his words have made her look at something in a new light. O-ok dad, Jillian stammers, thoroughly rattled. She turns to go back to her bedroom. 'And Jillian? DON'T tell your mother about this. I don't want you putting any of these ridiculous ideas in her head. You KNOW how confused she gets,' Stan adds. Jillian silently nods. She reaches her bedroom door, opening it. Before she goes back in, she looks back into the hall, her gaze fixed on the attic door. CUT TO TITLE The next day, Jillian's curiosity gets the better of her and she goes up into the attic. She looks around the room, her eyes wide with surprise and fear. The attic is cluttered and spooky, but out in the most open area she sees a sort of nest of old ratty sheets, next to a rusty old bucket. Her dread mounting, she looks around. Suddenly, as her eyes sweep over the surroundings, she squints. What IS that? She peers closer. Her eyes widen and she reels backward, terrified. She puts her hand over her mouth, her eyes filling up with horrified tears. In the corner, crouched like a rat, is a filthy, disheveled looking young man (Michael Vegas). He wears a pair of underwear only and gazes back at her, at first with a mixture of fear and confusion. 'A-are you---who are---?' she stammers, at a loss. The boy's eyes betray almost no understanding. How long has he---?, she asks, trailing off as she glances again at the mattress and bucket. He looks back at her in fear and her eyes soften with sympathy. 'Who...who did this to you?' she asks him slowly, as if speaking to a child. Something changes in his eyes. 'NOT MY SON! NOT MY SON!' the boy growls, repeating something that has been said to him in the past. Confused, she tries to probe for information. 'Not WHOSE son?! What are you trying to tell me?! Did someone SAY that to you??' she asks him gently. 'SON OF A CHEATING WHORE!' the boy says frantically. Someone was a cheater?? Who is he TALKING about??, Jillian asks. 'NOT my blood! NOT MY BLOOD!' the boy growls again. Realization slowly dawns on Jillian's face. This beast-like man is about to unleash all of his primal sexual energy on Jillian, but not before she uncovers the terrifying truth about him...and the truth of the sin that her father is so desperate to hide.</a>
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	<pubDate>Thu, 22 Aug 2019 03:33:31 CEST</pubDate>
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		Lonely Nerd Signals Space Gets Visited By Horny Alien MILF Wanting To Breed Him Tonight
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	<link>https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5072/the-ghost-rocket/</link>
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		<a href="https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5072/the-ghost-rocket/"><img src="https://fullfamilyincest.com/contents/videos_screenshots/5000/5072/512x288/1.jpg" border="0"><br>SCENE opens on an empty field late one night. The stars twinkle in the sky, as the camera slowly tracks back to reveal Roger (Michael Vegas) looking through a telescope. The self-published conspiracy theorist is wearing nothing but his boxer shorts, a UFO t-shirt, and LED translucent glasses. His hair is greased back, and he is guzzling a can of liquid caffeine, as he shifts from the telescope to the back of his flatbed truck, where he finishes setting up his latest invention. It's a small but powerful antenna designed to transmit mathematical equations into space in the hopes of contacting a ghost rocket. Roger believes this long-disputed UFO phenomenon is the key to contacting alien life forms. As he connects the final pieces of his machine together, he mutters into a makeshift gadget on his wrist: 'In 1946 and 1947, numerous reports occurred of ghost rockets appearing over Scandinavian countries, primarily Sweden, which then spread into other European countries. In 2046, similar reports resurfaced of ghost rockets appearing in the Pacific Northwest and down through parts of California and Mexico. All 200 sightings have been refuted by the US government, despite being verified with radar returns and, in some cases, physical fragments...' He puts his wrist down, stripping off his shirt and putting a tin foil cap on his head. '...Until now, you sons of bitches!' He shouts into the night, removing his glasses, placing transmitters in his ears, and rubbing his chest with petroleum jelly. He plugs some final code into his laptop before hitting enter and pointing his antenna towards the sky. A static sound in his ears grows louder and louder as he spins the antenna around. Finally, it connects with something and a beam of light penetrates the sky and strikes the antenna. Then, as quickly as it started, the beam disappears, and Roger falls to the ground. The antenna lies at his side, melted and destroyed. CUT TO TITLE PLATE Roger drives home from the field, feeling frustrated. He mutters and swears to himself before rolling down the window and throwing his antenna out. He puts his wrist to his mouth and begins to report the failed experiment when, suddenly, he comes upon a beautiful woman (Cherie DeVille) standing in the middle of the road. She is shimmering in a metallic body suit, with windswept hair, and staring at him like a deer in headlights. He slams on the breaks. They regard each other for a moment before she starts to approach the car. Roger is scared. What is this strange woman doing out here? She presses her hands on his driver side window, trying to open it, and speaking in a strange language he doesn't understand. Finally, Roger rolls it down. 'What... do... you... want?' He stammers. She stops, takes a moment to compute what she just heard, and then begins talking slowly again -- in English. 'Hello human male,' she says. 'May I please enter your craft so I may breed with you?' 'Who... are... you?' He asks slowly. The woman unfolds her arms and puts her hands in front of her. The broken antenna appears. 'I am responding to your signal,' she says. Roger stares at the antenna in disbelief. 'You were on a ghost rocket?' He mutters. 'Affirmative.' she replies, and the antenna disappears. 'I have been sent to earth to breed with a human male. Are you a human male?' 'How do I know you're not just putting me on?' He asks. 'Do you require proof?' She asks. He nods. Her hands pull apart her face. He is horrified by what he sees and slumps back before raising his arms in surrender and stating that he is, indeed, a human male. She stops, puts her face back and, revealing her human form again, smiles. 'Excellent! We must hurry and get to a breeding chamber,' she says. Stunned, Roger opens up the passenger door and she steps inside. 'Is my bedroom ok?' He asks, getting in himself. 'Affirmative,' She says smiling. They arrive at Roger's home. It is bare bones, with only UFO posters on the wall, stacks of papers, and a basic blowup mattress in the middle. The woman walks in and examines the surroundings. 'Human males are strange and primitive life forms,' she says matter-of-factly. Roger nervously clears an area around his bed and invites her to sit. 'I would like to consume your seed now so it may stimulate this human shell and support my arousal.' Roger flushes red. She unzips her top to expose her breasts and puts his hands on her. He has never felt anything so good in his life. She tells him to take out his member. Nervously, he does, and she slips her hand around his cock, stroking it, all the while exclaiming how fascinating his human penis is. Finally, she puts his hard cock into her mouth, tasting him before she guides him into her pussy. He gasps as she rides his cock. Roger can hardly believe his good fortune, but how will he react when it's HIS turn to be probed?</a>
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	<pubDate>Thu, 18 Jul 2019 03:38:58 CEST</pubDate>
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