. Hurts," I pleaded between gasps. The more he slowly entered me, the more the pain subsided and transformed into scorching pleasure. I couldn't help ...ut moan out, how hot, how big, and how good, he made me feel. I was so helpless to the pleasure that I didn't even know I was gripping so hard to the sheets, until I saw my white knuckles. "No more? Your body doesn't agree," he grunted out with his face flushed. "Your ass seems to have iron grip on me, it feels so good, that I don't want to. Slowly he withdrew his finger from her pussy, feeling its walls squeezing its every centimeter. This time he pushed into her with more care, a little less force. Her moaning became long and drawn out as his finger, much thicker than her own – the only means of personal pleasure she had ever used – stretched her pussy. He began to push in and out of her at a steadier, but still slow, pace. The small amount pain she experienced was totally overcome by the dizzying pleasure she felt as her daddy. She said nothing nor did she do anything. She was staying with me and my mother, as her husband, who was in the army, was out of the country for one year. My sister was 7 months pregnant. She looked good, very sexy in her condition. She had magnificent breasts 40DD with huge, dark nipples. Her belly was round and her sexy hips flair out. Her ass was a bit wider but still well shaped and very sexy. . " I guided her back to the sofa, and began kissing her again. I didn't even care that her mouth tasted like my ejaculate. I kissed her passionately, my hands clutching her breasts. I could feel her nipples, hard as two diamonds through the thin material of her night gown. "You know," I said, dropping down to the floor, "I've wondered about you, too: What you look like," I kissed one of her thighs just below the hem of her gown. "What you feel like," I kissed the other. "Even what you taste.