And not only was he taking everything I gave him, he was fucking himself back on me with just much force as I was thrusting at him. It was at that mom...ent that I actually understood what people meant when they talked about people fucking like a****ls. There was no logic or reason to what was happening. I mean I was pounding my cock in and out of my little brother’s hot, wet, tight butt-hole, doggy-style on our bedroom floor, and there wasn’t anything in the world that could have stopped me at. I felt a very strong pulsing coming from Kristen’s pussy. I had hit her hymen, and after getting an apprehensive yet willing look from Kristen’s beautiful eyes, I pushed forward hard, breaking the barrier and hitting the back of her pussy. She arched backwards and squealed. I bent over and kissed her. I took my cock out and then proceeded to ease it in again, gently but with authority this time. It was a bit easier but she was still extremely tight. She was panting and groaning and she let out. A single row of these tables lined two walls in the other half of the hall, leaving a large space for dancing in front of the stage on the far wall. Some band from Walminster that I’d never heard of was providing the entertainment.“There they are,” Clarissa said, pointing to a table on the edge of the dance floor. She took my hand and strode over, not dragging me with her, but making it clear where she wanted to go. Even before we got there, I could see Grace and Emily sitting next to each. I was going to take it slow and enjoy every minute.With the slower pace I didn't get out of breath and my legs didn't tire as quickly. I was going to fuck her as long as I could so I paced myself. After two cums I was enjoying it but didn't feel like the first time when I exploded into her so quickly. I must have fucked her for twenty minutes before I felt myself quicken the pace and the urge to cum. I forced myself to stop and relax on top of her.When the urge to cum passed I resumed.