Then Helen told me that she now wanted to make love to her new son. I was all for it and then dad said he wanted to make love to his new daughter. I�...m not sure which one of us four were naked first, but it sure didn’t’ take long. I escorted Helen to the sofa and sat her down. I sat next to and began to kiss her like I kissed her daughter. My hands found her tits and gently massaged them and caressed her nipples. Helen’s hand found my cock and just held it for the longest time. Leaning her back. Our eyes lock as he slides his tip into me, my muscles clutch at his head and we each let out a low moan, he pushes in further, then backs out a little before gliding in all the way. His flesh is embedded within me, wrapping my arms around him; we kiss lovingly and cleave together. Hel moves slowly within me in long, smooth strokes, my wetness is clearly audible as we make love and I rock my hips in time to his thrusts, as our pleasure builds the speed increases. My nails scratch down his back. His eyelids were strangely heavy, but when he finally forced them open, all he could see above him was a bright bar of light that hurt his eyes.Memory returned next and Pan gasped, expecting to feel the agony of his crushed leg and the sharp, cutting pain of his broken ribs. He concentrated and he could feel pain in both places but it was a dull, general ache.Pan tried to move his legs and couldn't. His arms wouldn't move either and it was several minutes before he was able to add two and two. He looked down at her underwear, the last piece of clothing, they were wet.She removed them revealing a small black patch of hair, glistening in the dim light from the window. She stepped up to him and began removing his clothes.As she started to remove his shirt, he reached up and felt her bare breast.She stopped for a minute in order to let him fondle her, as well as to enjoy the feel of his hands on her body.He squeezed her breast gently, her nipples were erect, and felt hard compared to her.
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