Lashing at the rose colored areola and the tightly, beaded nipple’s each one the color of pale pink tea roses. She arched and writhed in torment as...his thrusts became harder more insistent in a regular, pulsing cadence. She moved against him met his eager, thrusts and matched them. Her breath in breathless, urgent gasps as each thrust forced the breath from her lungs. She came in great shuddering, clenching spasms. Her velvety, sheath milking the thickness of his shaft until with a long low. Hell I loved it. Compared to my brother’s crudeness mom was pleasure itself.Later when my father came into my room I awoke right away. He too was kind and gentle to me. He whispered that he loved me and that he was going to make love to me. He pulled the covers back, lifted my nightie to my neck, and parted my legs. I never wear panties to bed. Then dad kissed me on my lips, on my breasts, and on my pussy before getting in bed with me and kneeling between my legs. Dad carefully parted my pussy. Ariel?" I attempted to move to touch her, wanting to give her an orgasm as well, but without saying a work, she picked up her jacket and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. I lay awake all night, wondering what I could have done wrong. Things had been going so well, but as soon as I came, she up and left! What the hell? The longer I lay in bed, mind spinning, the worse I felt. I must have done something, said something to upset her. But if that was the case, why blow me,. Only the cock that was different."Are you ready for the final part?" she asked and Darumar took a deepbreath and nodded. She smiled kindly as she picked up a small bottlefrom the fireside where it had been warming. "Fear not, this is whereyou lose your fears." She opened the bottle and poured out some of theviscous liquid into her palm. "Many find this just as pleasurable asthe first part." She returned to him kissing him briefly on the mouth."You must lie down, on the bearskin rug, on your.