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She collapsed atop me, her breath against the other side of my neck, her lurching body smearing sweat and juices across me as I did the same to her. Mom’s heat was radiating wetly against my back, her exerted breaths and moans growing louder, her masculine lust completely uncaged. She grabbed my ass, pressed it firmly against her crotch, and sunk her finger deep into the succulent flesh as she pivoted me where she wanted, and drove mercilessly. I screamed my abject pleasure, feeling the tension within my nethers wind tits tighter and tighter, feeling the boiling in my loins go from a simmer, to roil. Aunt Lucilla took a desperate hold of my hair, looking for some part of me to hold on to, and pulled until tears of pain and delight filmed my eyes. “Put your fingers in my ass!” she screamed, and I reached back, and complied. I grabbed one supple, jiggling glute, spread it wide, and forced my middle and ring finger deep into her vile heat. Her pussy constricted around me as her asshole did the same, and she whimpered her approval as I moaned mine. She pulled my head forward by the hair, and gave me a grateful, passionate kiss; lips smearing sloppily, tongue invading hedonistically, the devouring nature born of instinctual, primal motions with no pretense or grace. The feeling built, and built, the intensity taking me, the tension winding past unbearable. I broke from the kiss in a mindless chorus of cries, Aunt Lucilla echoing them, spit stringing from her lips, her trembling eyes wide, their blue irises staring manically into me. I twisted my fingers aggressively into her ass, feeling her rim stretch, feeling her insides pulsing against my cock with the same sporadic fervency that my insides were doing big against my mother. Mom’s breathy moans were becoming rough cries, each note punctuated with a gasp for air. She thrust harder and harder, faster and faster, smashing her crotch against my pelvis, my ruined pussy gushing its perverse thanks. I screamed and gasped with her, each expulsion a labor from my heaving chest, my blowjob heart thrumming against Aunt Lucilla’s squished breasts as her hips drove forward, trying to consume every inch of me. My insides churned and quaked, the tension building and expanding, compelling me to lurch to the same locking and jerking pattern that Aunt Lucilla was a slave to. She suddenly shot upright, her hands leaving my hair and pressing down on my belly, her ass clamping around my fingers, her platinum hair flailing in an arc. Her abdomen clenched and twitched with contractions, just like mine did. Her mouth gasped and sputtered soundlessly, just like mine did. Her ruined pussy twitched and pulsed around the cock inside her, just like mine did. I felt the moment take all of us, felt the heat of Mom’s thrust reach their crescendo, felt the tension within my nethers reach the breaking point, and the boiling in my loins reach the point of eruption. Mom thrust one last time, pushing all three of us from the bedding, her cock throbbing chaotically inside me, mingling its eminent expulsion with the breaking of my feminine lust. The tension snapped, the feeling burst, and I lost my mind in the ecstasy. I heaved, my back arching, my shoulders pressing deeply into the succulent pillow of Mom’s breasts. My head fell backward, neck curving, bulging with tendons, mouth choking on a scream, eyes staring at nothing. The feeling exploded inside me; Mom’s seed rushing into my welcoming womb, my seed rushing into Aunt Lucilla’s, the release of my loins turning my legs to jelly, the release of my nethers turning my entire body to liquid weakness. It amateur flowed outwardly from me, taking hold of my every nerve, taking control of every neuron, turning me into the singular sensation of euphoria. Throbbing heat violating me, pulsing heat consuming me, tender warmth surrounding me, pressing into me, comforting me. Panting, gasping, from my mouth and from others, sweet stink of sweat and lust, sweet taste of another’s spit. One mouth, and then the other, sharing my love, our sucking lips communicating more than words could ever say, our entwined tongue translating them. Blue eyes staring down at Hardcore me, green eyes staring from my side, pinks lips and red lips smiling lovingly. The rigidity of our bodies relaxing to languidness, staying inside each other as exhaustion takes over. One body pressing down on me, it’s weight a comfort, the other seeping warmth from below, thighs interlocking, fluids mingling, soft giggles and lazy sighs. We still make love, we’re still tense where tension is required, but the motions aren’t born of fervent lust, but of a desire to be close, to be inside. Soft kisses and tender chuckles, knowing winks and hissing moans. Moving to our sides, conforming our bodies together, falling from consciousness in each other’s arms, in each other’s bodies. A family. JULIA “…that’s it, now work the- oh look, she’s awake.” Lucilla’s giggle touched my ears, opening my eyes to slits, revealing dawn beams that caught specs of dust, and created an orange aura about my daughter. He put me down gently. "So go on with your story, Jerry," I insisted. I came into the room to find all the men except Ben had stripped. All the while the water was slowly filling tits the tank. Eggs must be slow cooked and fluffy. Before backing out of the parking space, she leaned her head back and exhaled, "Damn, that's good. I thought to big myself, ‘nice touch’. She staggered around taking Hardcore her dress of, then her slip, then her large bra. THAT’S THE BIG SECRET?” “I’m getting close.” I warned her. “How?” She asked making my whole body tingle like crazy. You know? Her tan skin perfectly complimented her emerald green amateur eyes as she scanned the classroom, her eyes eventually making contact with mine. The hens had blowjob hired out an entire dorm room to themselves (with four bunk beds).