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 mature cries Hardcore soon grew to asian 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 could grunt, as I was overcome japanese with sensation of my own from 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 intense and powerful we did so, it never seemed enough to keep up. By the time our mutual surges began to subside, 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, MILF 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. She gave me away to Bill and Audrey when I was a newborn. She learned of the pain and abuse I'd suffered at the hands of foster parents because of her decision, but I never quit and I didn't hold her decision against her. Instead, I welcomed her with open arms back into my life and viewed her with the same love and affection that I did others she felt more deserving of such. Bobby and Sammy both thanked Dakota for ‘discovering’ them at the culinary school. Hopefully, that didn't happen in his sleep either. She jerked and Hardcore stared at him, her eyes burning with a deep lust. They needed MILF something to occupy themselves. Of course, that gives everyone something to talk about, but I could give two shits. In Lita’s mind, she hoped that once in the vehicle, Mr. Wolfe would give her some relief. My husband wasn’t jerking off yet. Soon they were looking fully wet and taut after my vigorous sucking and massage as she moaned not so loudly.I planned to concentrate on the asian lower half now as I moved down between her legs, kissing over her panty and then went onto her silky thighs, kissing her thighs , licking them, her hands were still playing with my hairs. Printed on that sheet was the face of a beautiful brunette, her hazel eyes shining magnificently underneath the veil of her wedding dress. “You don’t have to ask me.” Elena rasped. We thought we japanese would like to try some time just for ourselves…. What am I supposed to do with myself? It was so cloying. It was a masterpiece. mature