‘Oh, fuck, Oh … fuck. God … my god … Oh … Oh god!’ Ingrid was gasping for air as she came down from the erotic high. She lay on her back,...her eyes unfocused. Steve was sure the whole harbor could hear them. He didn’t care. He had never experienced anything like this. It was explosive and wanton and primitive and wonderful, all at once. The pure physical power of her body and her volatile response to his touch was nothing that he had ever known with Diana. He wondered if this could last. Was. She kissed me softly on the cheek and thanked me in her sweetest voice. I asked if she meant what she said, and she replied "Oh yes, yes! I love you so much! You've been so good to me through all of this, and now I want to mate with you! You have your father's seed in you, so handsome and well built--in every way--Ohhh!" Her pussy walls clamped down on my cock again, hungrily sucking the last drops of my seed into her womb. In my haze, I noticed that I was still hard! She said that was. She hoped that she would prove herself worthy of a formalcontract.Director Shapeev regained his professional demeanor enough to say that,of course, she would have to have an audition in front of the fullapplication board before any formal contract could be worked out, butthat he had full faith that comrade Bernshtein, who was not easily fooled(and, if anything, was known to be prejudiced against the Kirov and infavor of the Bolshoi), was not wrong. As he escorted her out of hisoffice, he gave. Her limp body had long since stopped trying to keep pace with her nephew's thrusts.Donna wasn't sure she could take much more, and she knew her cunt muscles weren't up to the task of giving her nephew the release he needed."Fuck..." she whispered between gasps, "fuck me in the ass..."Kenny suddenly stood up, his grip on Donna's waist holding the blonde against him. Peggy watched in amazement as he stepped away from the chair and laid Donna's torso on a waist-high picnic table, the older woman's.