She could see it in his eyes that he was conflicted with what was transpiring, but the way his body reacted to hers, she knew he wouldn't turn away. When she mentioned that dad was fucking her and Alinde, that triggered something inside of him and it made her smile. Her finger tips would travel across his shoulders, running over the indents of his muscles. He was so sexy. When she started to mess around with Alinde, her eyes would wander to her brother and wonder what he would like. Never happy with the girls he brought home. They were never good enough for him.<br/><br/>Her back arches off the bed when he pushes inside of her tight tunnel, stretching her. "Oh, Jackson." Her words airy, but echoed with a moan. "We can do this every night if you want." *Aimee offered her body to him. She would give him anything he wanted, he only had to ask. Her hips would slide up to meet each of this thrusts. "I want you deeper."