So we kept having sex that just got better everytime .We both learned more on what was happening with her pussy and my cock as we new that the feeling...we felt were not only sexual but emotional.Being young just made learning that touching each other and watching each other mature me starting to get peach fuzz then learning that the feeling of a orgasm that felt so special would only get better.It took both of us to tell one anoyher what the feeling was as we did it likewhen I first was told by. The girls moved with me and lay me down with gentle care. Becky adjusted a pillow beneath my head, whilst El slipped an arm under my waist and positioned a pillow beneath my bottom.I felt exposed but not embarrassed or nervous, just energized and full of desire for what was to come. El was standing on one side of the bed, Becky, on the other. They took turns to lean forward and gently kiss my lips.I wanted more. I opened my mouth and flicked my tongue out in unspoken communication.Becky kissed. She lifted her head with a loud moo and I watched as she began to push back as much as the contraption would let her, meeting her brothers furious and relentless thrusts. She mooed again and again as waves of orgasm took over her addled mind and I watched as her juices flowed out of her sloppy pussy and run down her legs, puddling on the floor beneath them. After several dozen orgasms the nurse finally pulled my sons chain pulling him out of my daughter with a loud wet pop, his cock still hard. Amy reached between her legs with her hand and started rubbing her exposed clitoris as Vince picked up the pace and began slamming his prick into her over and over. Between her fingers on her clit, and Vince’s cock deep inside her pussy from behind, Amy let out a loud moan as a delicious orgasm washed over her entire body. She closed her legs tightly around her hand but continued to gently prod her sensitive clitoris with her fingers as she coaxed another climax, and then another, to flood her.