No, I don't have to as well end up this way. No!"I imagine that I am the one who can lend you a helping hand," he pitches back at me. I aim and strive...to be cold-blooded and remorseless and unfeeling with my facial mien and countenance, but he ploughs on being gentle and lenient and unselfish with me, up till I have no any other alternative than to succumb and give way to him. Oh darn yeah!That was two years rearwards or backwards in reverse. Now I am wedded and hitched to this very selfsame. I imagined that after he shot his hot load all over my panties, he rolled me over, pulled my panties down and stuck his still hard cock in my tight little spinchter.I rolled over on my stomach and pulled the back of my panties down. Looking at my hot ass in the mirror, I was sure men would want to fuck me in it. And I was also sure that I would enjoy being fucked from behind by a man with a big one. Of course, I would want to find out. I imagine every girl does.I suddenly remembered that my. Unexpected and thrilling as it had been, surely we ought to explore the many possibilities there were in that connubial combination? It should not be just a one time thing / fling / bada-bing bada-boink, gone-with-the-wind screw. We would be very happy sharing the physical pleasures, we were just beginning to connect on that primitive, but essential, level. But I had to leave before I could make a case for our continued carnal knowledge, or lose privileges.Now there were no actual privileges. Said ... they appeared ... successful."That knowledge seemed to push Clark over the edge, because he stiffened and emitted a muffled moan moments later, pressing his niece's hips tightly against his.Having been very close herself, Angelica needed only half a dozen or so back and forth undulations before her toes alternately curled and splayed themselves widely as she joined Clark in a shuddering orgasm that looked intense in spite of the lack of vocalisations. They were obviously trying to keep.