Reunions: #7-Freddy Panchino

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Part 21 of the 26 part series

Updated 08/30/2017
Created 11/22/2015
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erectus123
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Reunions: #7-Freddy Panchino

Freddy P. loved his family a little too much
Fred, we will not miss
Arrested for fucking his little sis
He fled and is some where at large
After his sister refused to press charge
Perhaps she loved him despite
The things he did to her at night
She wasn't pretty, walked with a limp
The kids laughed at her, called her "chimp"
The pleasure she found with his cock inside
Gave her courage not to hide
Passion may obscure the line between sis and brother
Especially if there is no other
Who are we to judge the fate?
Of those who practice incest or rape?
I tend to think they were in love
His cock fit inside her like a glove
"If the cock don't fit
Bro can't commit"
To paraphrase O.J. or was it Cochrane's nut
Who got him off for murdering that slut
Of course the gal love to fuck others
Even though married and a mother
No excuse to stab her dead
And leave the pavement rosy red
Someone's got to clean it up
Or lick it clean if there's a pup
Freddy's sperm washed away sis's tears
Jesus, this happened back so many years
I saw her once, a few years after, her son she kissed
They looked more like brother and sis
Perhaps it was her incestuous child
There in the park running wild
Happy as he played cowboy
He laughed, it was his day of joy
His hair was long, the color sandy
I bought him a snack of cotton candy
He smiled and thanked me kindly
His mom stood there behind me
We never mentioned her brother's fate
I wished them well, the hour was late
I heard they soon moved far away
I haven't seen them since that day
They say the rulers of Ancient Egypt
Married sister to brother, same trip
I guess it really the sport of kings
This sister-brother fucking thing
All their kids are royalty to be seen
Just like Lizzie, the British Queen
But now days Princes fuck Porno Stars
My God we've traveled very far
We can watch on video screens
How the Princes fuck their Queens
We all loved Diana
Though she was a tart
We all knew we could fuck her
If we could only start
I applied for a job as a Palace guard
Figuring if close I could shoot my lard
But hundreds were ahead of me, damn
I so wanted to fuck Diane
But though my sister has nice tit
I never though of sucking it
Or fucking her, it just seemed weird
Like a Tranny with tits and a full beard
There is so much cunt in this world that needs filling
I don't need a sister who is willing

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