It was wet, slippery and intensely hot. She let out a moan as I hit her soft vaginal walls with my thick and by now bloated cock head. We started to t...rust – in out, in out - she met every thrust with her mount. We were in a non-stop rhythm of lust hoping it would never end. I could feel the pressure building up in my body and balls. The intense velvet feeling in her cunt drove me crazy. I started to thrust harder and harder, slamming her clit with my pelvic bone, my cock hitting her g-spot.. Of course, so would Samuel doing the same for Mom or someone else in the family, perhaps even me someday.By the time that Sandrine came, whimpering and moaning very loudly, there was no doubt that she would stick with Daddy and continue their adulterous liaison for keeps. I hoped to catch them doing it on the Maillol marriage bed someday as well, but that would probably happen given enough time. Seeing Daddy pull Sandrine’s kinky, curly hair as he drove deeper into her twat from behind, taking. Slowly he lowered her as her thighs clamped against the outsides of his legs. "Oh god, Rick. Oh god, what are you doing to me?" Jean felt the super size head spread her lips and enter her flooded passage. "Rick, Rick. Ohhh." She shuddered. Her scream echoed through the house as the orgasm boiled through her. An orgasm that would be the first in a long string and one she would remember her whole life. Rick allowed her weight to settle on his cock and felt the massive head force its way up his. She went to her closet and looked through her clothes. Nothing she owned would fit her now except her shoes and she couldn’t go out of the house in only her shoes. She began to think of ways to make that work, perhaps if her clothes were torn she could claim she’d been in an accident. She looked at the torn panties and dress shirt she went to sleep in. They were shredded. What would she do? She began to cry and shake which caused her huge tits to bounce and catch her attention. Her nipples were.