Mother reminicsed, "You held each other then too." She choked out, her voice cracking with emotion. "Oh, mother." Dana sobbed, turning her head to kiss Deb's arm and searching out her hands behind my back. Dana placed her hands over mother's and interlaced her fingers with hers, while I leaned down to fill my mother's mouth with my tongue and hers in mine. Dana kissed and licked my neck as I tightened my embrace on mother. "I love you, mother. Thank you for giving life to me and my lovely bride." I said to her tenderly, looking deep into her teary eyes. "Oh how I wish I could've indian been with you all these years, but I understand why I couldn't." virgin I added, picking up my pace inside my sister. "I'm glad you were able to care for Travis all those years and I know you'll do the same for me now." Mother and sister both nodded in agreement. "You have no idea how badly I want to be your wife, my Son." Mother moaned, "To feel my Boy inside of me, owning me." "Soon mother, soon." I reminded her, giving her a final kiss before returning my attentions to Dana. "I'm going to cum, Husband." Dana groaned as she tried to buck her hips while trapped between our mother and I. "Show your brother and husband how much you love him, Dana." I told her, my hips now slapping into her as I rapidly thrust in and out. Dana tried to keep her eyes on me, but the sensations running through her were too much. Pain and pleasure became one confusing and disorientating experience making breathing hard enough let alone maintain any sort of focus. She started with small whimpers and cries deep inside, but with her voice seemingly the only way she could vent what was going on inside her, those whimpers and cries soon grew to screams and howls as I felt her clamp down on me in a way I'd yet to feel from any of my women. "Fuck!" Was all I missionary could grunt, as I was overcome with sensation of my own from pussy the grip my sister's loving cunt had on me. Dana bit down hard on my shoulder, her eyes bulging as she screamed into my flesh, her body tensed like steel below me. My cock, strangled by her vise-like womanhood, erupted inside Dana with such a force my balls ached like they'd just been squeezed. I lost all control of my hips as they bucked away wildly without rhythm, desperate to ease the pressure backed up inside me. Dana and I both groaned like wounded animals as we gave all of ourselves to one another, yet no matter how sex intense and powerful we did so, it never seemed enough to keep up. By the time our mutual surges began to subside, teen we'd both been struck stupid and paralyzed in the throes of pleasure. Tears streamed from both of us to aid our bodies in transmitting the love and desire we had for one another, yet still falling far too short. Dana remained clutched to me in a deathgrip as my cock continued to pulse my seed inside her, my body welded to hers as my whole being was devoted in that moment to giving myself to my twin. Mother wept loudly as she held her children in post-coital bliss. She had always wanted this moment for her daughters and Travis, but she knew now that this was something only I could do. Travis never had a "wedding" for her and as far as she knew, he never had one with her mother Joan either and the marriage to her grand-mother, Margaret, was handled by a Justice of the Peace with no ceremony, no ritual, no real meaning. This was special, this was right and she regretted giving me up for Travis. It wasn't that Travis was a bad man, she loved him with all her heart, but she saw something in me that wasn't in my father. My women loved me like she loved Travis, but the difference was, I loved them back just as much. Travis, for all his good and dominant qualities never seemed to put the welfare of his women ahead of his own. She never questioned his decision to give her aunt Joyce to Theo, but she also wished he never did. Mother knew I would never part with my girls and I would fight to the death for them. A single item that they didn't pay for went into Courtney's bag. “Ok, tell Mom I will call you guys tonight. To pussy make sure I heard her correctly, I restated that it sounds like she wanted me to find a volunteer so that the two of us could give her a four hands massage. “I’m sorry...”, he whimpered, letting himself go, “I’m sorry I tried to leave you, My Goddess.” "Well, I'll show you what you're worth, you little whore." Her skin was velvety soft and smooth, my tongue glided across her inner thigh, and soon it found it way to the part in her labia, where her finger still slid up and down. “You're welcome!” she said and then walked away. “Huh...ah...I thought you went out,” he stammered. It seemed more likely it would be more like days than weeks before Carol got a break and returned home. Her black panties came into sight, the word Dazzling appearing in sex gold, sparkly letters. Smashing into what missionary appeared to be a wall, the presence screamed again. 6-6Everyone who has been bullied dreams that, when they leave high school, everything will change. "Yes, quite. the way your dancing!" End part 2. You hate how your cunt gets so turned on by me. How you want to be my slut more than you want to be your boyfriend's, or any other guy's, whore. Sarah looked in the mirror, she had long ago stopped worrying about roots, her hair was now its natural straw blonde, which looked odd when she wore her black boots, her necklace of pearls was teen wrapped tightly, like a collar, tight round her neck, and her indian red top virgin didn't match her blue sports skirt, but she merely thought, what the heck. Mom asked excitedly to the woman who nodded, "I can't believe how much you've grown!" Everywhere they looked there were droids of all different configurations attending to various tasks. You're really hairy down there," Trish remarked, as she tentatively felt Jan's crotch and pussy mound with the open palm of her small hand. The women hadn't noticed me. Brittany had her attention on the girl's fucking the boys.