“And I don’t want to hurt you.” Riley looked at her mother.“Oh.” Amanda looked like she’d just found out her puppy ran away.“Sit down, b...oth of you,” I said.Amanda sat down next to me. Riley looked at both of us and then got down on her knees, sitting back on her calves, right in front of us. She looked very alert.“This has become tense,” I said.Nobody responded.“In trying to be open to growth, we’ve created a situation that’s straining our family relationship.”“I didn’t mean to strain. It didn't help that he had to keep pulling out to wank his cock hard again. I know he wasn't young but not that old either. Eventually he said he was cumming and I told him to fill my ass with his hot cum. I felt nothing. Girlfriends had told me in the past that when I cum my cock really swells up and they know I am cumming so maybe I was expecting too much? I wanked myself off, cleaned up and after a little chat left but said we would meet again so I could give it another go and maybe film him. Their burning breaths assaulted each other, gusting across the others hot moist flesh. Moans played in the air, the pitches of ecstasy, the measures of love, the base of instinct. Together they joined, and together they climbed closer towards ultimate release. Her body now welcomed her lover’s intrusion, even inviting him further into herself. The walls of her sex gripped harder around his shaft, waving along its pulsing length and bidding him to sink deeper into her writhing body. Deep inside. She tiredly kissed Stan goodnight, waved to Denise and said ‘Have fun!’ before going to bed. Stan and Denise were barely into his room before he was on her, hungrily taking charge. He undid the fastening on her dress while tasting her lips, caressing her mouth with his hungry tongue. She plastered herself against him, one hand behind his head pulling him to her, the other on his ass, forcing his erection, already solid, against her sex. There were a very few, short moments when they tore.