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Crab island 2

Date: 10/16/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 89, Source: xHamster

emptying, only to fill again. She gave herself to the moment, revelling in the sensations until she felt herself almost panting, her climax building in her and washing across her, startling her, almost shocking her with its intensity. She gave a wordless cry as she felt her pussy clasp Jack's prick, her belly rippling with the intensity of the moment, collapsing across him as the storm took her, gasping, her chest heaving as she fought for air. Jack's arms went round her and he clasped her to him, uttering soothing noises as Cara gradually stilled. Eventually, she sat up, gently untangling herself. Her smile was radiant as she gazed down at her father. "That was absolutely incredible, Daddy," she whispered. Her face changed. "Oh, my god! You're still hard!" "You came, sweetie, I didn't." Cara's smile was the widest Jack had ever seen. "We have to do something about that." "We will. Think you could take me doggy-style, hon?" "Woof!" said Cara, lifting herself off Jack's prick and falling to her knees beside him. She leaned over and kissed him, her tongue swirling around his. Jack sat up, got to his knees and moved round behind Cara. Her ass was lovely, perfect, tanned globes. Between them her pussy slit showed open, ready for him. He moved forward, taking his prick in his hand, easing it into her, pushing steadily until he was buried in her, his belly against her ass. "Is that okay, sweetie?" he said. "Fuck, yes, Daddy," said Cara. "You feel great, really deep." "Ready, hon?" ... "Go!" Jack began to move, pulling back, pushing forward again, his hands on Cara's hips as he moved, bracing her, bracing himself. Cara had brought him close before her own explosion and he knew it couldn't be long. Soon he began to feel the stirring deep within himself, that slow build of tension, the rising sensitivity of his prick and he gave himself to the moment, his actions speeding, his hips thrusting harder, the tension building, building until with a sound that was part moan, part cry, wholly a****l, he erupted in climax, his prick driving into his daughter's body, her own cries echoing his as he came. * * * * * "We'll use our room," said Molly. "The bed's bigger." She led Greg and Sarah in. The summer sunlight lit the room, making the bed an inviting pool of warmth. "Aunt Molly?" "Yes, Greg?" "Would you please just stand there for a moment?" "Here, hon?" "Right there. I just want to look at you." Molly laughed and grinned at Sarah, who grinned back at her with a wink. "Can you just sort of do a twirl?" said Greg. Amused, Molly complied. "How's that?" Greg nodded, a faint smile on his face. "Aunt Molly, you are - excuse the expression - fucking gorgeous." "Oooh," said Molly, "I like the sound of the fucking bit." She looked at Greg, smiling. "Judging by the state of your prick, so do you. You want me, hon?" "Yeah!" "So have me." Molly moved to the bed, laying herself flat on her back, with her legs spread. She smiled up at Sarah. "You don't mind, do you, sweetheart?" ...