.. God, that's fat," Allison whimpered. She pulled her legs apart as far as possible and moved her hips, trying to get the whole head inside her. When...Abigail stopped pushing, Allison relaxed her muscles and panted. "That is so tight." Does it hurt?" Abigail asked gently."No. Just tight." OK, then. Are you ready for me?" Abigail asked, giving her sister a little clit-flick with her finger. Allison jumped a little and tried to slap her hand away.Abigail lay down opposite of Allison, her legs. "Damn," I grimaced, clenching my fists in impotent frustration.The woman facing my dad suddenly had a sword just like his appearingin her hands...though made of golden energy. She swung at him and heblocked with his shield, quickly resummoned his own sword and thenswung back. They started to slash back and forth at each other,though she didn't bother to defend herself much since his swordcouldn't do anything against her."I know who you are," Dad gasped with a look of shock on his. He moved his hand under Jen's mini-skirt, and began drawing circles on her thigh. His hand continued its upward movement until it touched the bare skin above her stocking tops, and Jen almost jumped out of her heels when his fingers grazed her panties."You're wet," he observed, and she knew he was right. She had managed to stay away from David since getting engaged. She so wanted to be faithful to Mike. But that was her mind talking. Her body was taking control now, and it longed to be roughly. "This, I need this! Please!" she begged as she spread her legs wide and pulled my body onto her own.There was a connection between us that we both felt that the first time we touched. The connection was enhanced by the way our bodies fit one another and by the way we moved together. It was almost like our bodies were made for each other.She wanted hard and fast. I wanted hard and fast, but I didn't want to finish too quickly. She accelerated towards orgasm just as quickly as I did, and I let.