Lust
The end of the world and a family locked in a bunker succumb to their primal desires.
I ran my tongue between the lips of her sex, its roughness grating along her valley floor, hot and wanting. I heard her gasp as her clitoris felt my tongue and then again as my fingers pushed inside her, pressing as deep as they could, spare fingers lying across her perineum, pressing at her sphincter, pushing, entering. "Yes, Dad, yes," she gasped as I rocked my fingers in and out of her fanny and her arse, feeling the b...