You should have worn a condom, Dad,’ said Kerry. Sherry was shaking her head in agreement. I had to laugh. My teenage daughters are telling me what ... should have done. I told them that I loved their mother and yes, I should have worn protection but then I wouldn’t have had the two sweetest girls ever. I told them that Valentine’s Day isn’t quite the same without a partner. I loved having it for my girls and every year I got them a card, candy and a stuffed animal. I didn’t expect this year. Her own hips felt like jelly and she felt they were soon going to give out and she was left to her own devices. She did not care.Waves of ecstasy rolled one after another while Ben poked his profound cock into her again and again. She was shivering and moaning, taking what little gasps of air she could into her lungs. Finally she felt him slow down. Thinking he was finished, she was almost about to smile, praising the big man’s efforts to prolonging the inevitable.She gasped as he gently placed. "Fuck me hard Mark! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me...now!" She screamed.Slamming into her from below, s*s met my thrusts taking them in, clasping the shaft of my prick with each upwards stroke, clenching it with the muscles of her cunt, grasping it tightly fighting against it even as I pulled out only to thrust inside her once again."Fuck me!" She screamed over and over again. My cock became a piston, ramming myself inside of her as she bounced wildly above me, gyrating from side to side, up and. I was tired from the long drive and Mary had to work the next day. So they went to bed, and I crashed on the couch.It was about 9:00 pm when we all went to bed, but about 11:30 pm I woke up immediately. I'm not sure if it's one of those things of being overtired, or what, but upon waking, I looked out the window toward Aunt Mary's bed room and saw that she had left the shade partially up and that the bedside light was on. I realized after less than a minute that she was masturbating and that I.