We moved in delicious unsion like two accomplished dancers, our bodies in perfect harmony. I felt as though my cock was a raging beacon deep within he... soul, I forced myself to control the urge to ejaculate and tightened mt PC muscles to allow the crisis to pass, then I started to fuck her harder and harder, finding that with each redoubled thrust, she received me and pushed back just as hard with her cunt, bucking her pelvis upawards at me, gringing at my cock. We were kissing and groaning and. Counter balancing this was my parents firm belief in sexual freedom. Mygorgeous, well-built mom never wore more than her underwear around the house andmost of the time she went braless. It didn't take her long to notice myerections and so one afternoon she escorted me into her bedroom, took off herpanties and began my lessons in sex education. I came four times before she letme return to whatever I was doing. That evening when dad got home, he escortedme into the bedroom and gave me a sound. She asked if I wanted to taste it. I told her I already did when Mom sat on my face. My cock was hard again as we heard Mom coming up the stairs. Vicki quickly pulled up my sweats and shifted position so she was facing me again. She held the ice on my head as my mother walked in the room singing. She stopped when she saw my sister holding the ice to my head. She saw my cock at full attention in my sweats and said, ‘Again?’ My sister looked at her and said, ‘Again what?’ My sister turned to see. Experienced as I was, this was still a lot to take and I did gag and splutter a bit but pro that I am I took it all and built a rhythm with him. But I feared that at this rate he would shoot all too soon. He was moaning and sighing and muttering in his own language. I had no idea what he was saying but the manner of his saying it was clear - he was verbally abusing me and quickly approaching orgasm.He must have sensed that and luckily didn’t want this entirely new and exciting experience to be.