My fingering was not enough for me I needed some thing more, I came to the side of mom, kept her hand on my wet pussy. Mom was shocked, on me showing ...the vagina in front of my dad, after all she didn’t know our incestuous relation, and I could understand it from her expression. Now she couldn’t do any thing except to rub mine. Dad was on his top gear, mom too was moaning heavily. Dad stopped stroking; yes he filled the semen in mom’s pussy. Mom pressed my cunt hard signaling, her fulfillment.. I love the smell of your pussy!" sparkle said as she inhaled deeply over and over. The smell was intoxicating and her mind began swimming in the sweet perfume.Mistress reached down with both hands and using her fingertips she pulled apart the lips of her pussy. "Now look at that pretty pink pussy. Don't touch, just look. See all that sweet honey dripping inside? See how wet and pink and delicious it looks... like a ripe pink peach. "You want to taste my peach don't you, sparkle? You want to. I told him to keep his fingers inside me as I moved over so he could get up on his knees. I warned him that I was very tight and that he would have to take me slowly. I felt his fingers pull out and the tip of his hard cock lightly probing my ass crack -- he had no idea exactly where to put it, so I reached under and guided his throbbing erection to my waiting hole.He slid in fairly quickly about half way, but he had done a good job preparing me and it didn't hurt at all. Always before the. He tried to fight me off, but my strength was far too much and his will bending to mine as waves of lust and pleasure were washing over his body. His mind still knew what was happening was wrong, but something that feels this fantastic is impossible to fight.As for me, so many sensations long-dead were reawakened in me. The taste of allspice and the memories of Christmas and warmth and life flooded through me. The blood was phenomenal, and I hated how much I loved it."Please..." he faintly.