Besides, he was more interested in making her happy, wanting her to know how much he loved her-
he knew she was close to finding the release that he was trying to give her. A couple of minutes later, and it happened: he was happily sucking on one of her nipples and slowly twirling his finger around her sensitive clitoris when he felt that pearl of flesh disappear under its hood as her body froze in place. He quickly got his free arm around her to help support her as her slender body went through a series of powerful spasms; when they were over, she was unsteady enough that he took her into his arms and held her until she indicated she was ready to stand on her own again.
Carla's orgasm was the strongest of her young life, not so much because of what was being done to her, but because of the fact that it was her Daddy that was doing it. Then when it was over, he'd held her next to his body… where she could feel his penis pressing against her belly, seeming to feel hotter against her skin than it had in her hand. When she'd caught her breath again and gotten a little of her strength back, she pressed her hands against his chest to let him know she wanted him to release her.
When he did, she looked up into his face and asked "Daddy? Would… would it be okay now if I made you feel good, too? Like you did for me?"
Ellen had Robert's balls cupped in one hand and used the other to slowly stroke the base of his erect penis as she slowly slid her lips up and down on it. She'd already done almost everything else she could to him with her mouth, and deliberately stopped her actions a couple of times when it seemed that he was getting too close to cumming. But he'd made a couple of noises of frustration, and the last thing she wanted to do was outright tease him or make him suffer. So she settled herself into simply pleasuring him, though slowly so that his climax would be even stronger. It wasn't easy for her to take her time that way because she was looking forward to having him erupt in her mouth so she could taste his cum on her tongue; the only way she was able to maintain her restraint was by continuously reminding herself that the harder he climaxed, the more of his juice there would be. So she continued slowly sliding her lips back and forth on his hard cock, her hand under his balls so she'd have the warning she needed to be able to take as much of him as she could between her lips right before he climaxed.
Robert wasn't sure if he was in heaven or hell. The way his mother had used her mouth and lips and tongue on him had made him wonder if he hadn't died and gone to heaven; but then when he got close to cumming, she'd stopped long enough for him to fall back from the edge before resuming her efforts.
Even then, the way she was softly sucking on him while her lips and tongue moved on him felt incredible… but it was so slow that he wasn't moving toward his release as fast as he wished he was-
and that was what made him wonder if he was in hell. The pleasure he'd gotten from his mother had been incredible, but now the pressure building in him (and particularly his cock and balls) threatened to explode before he could find the relief he was so desperate for. He had his hands on his mother's head, but couldn't find it in himself to force her head farther onto his dick or into moving faster, which was what he knew he'd have to do; and the couple of times that he'd tried to move himself into the warm cavern of her mouth, she'd simply moved her head as far and fast as he'd moved his dick. Without realizing he was doing it, he released a small brief whimper, and a few moments later he felt his mothers mouth start moving a trifle faster on him. Though not a lot, it was enough: it wasn't but another minute or so until he felt himself get ready to finally empty his balls into his mother's waiting mouth.
Just before the first wad of his jism erupted from him, he felt over half of his hard dick being surrounded by his mother's mouth, which resulted in him not merely slipping into a climax, but being thrown into it. It seemed like his cock was spraying the contents of his balls in one continuous stream, one so powerful that he was sure the force of it would force her head back far enough to push her lips completely off of him. His dick was far enough in her mouth that he could feel the muscles of her throat against the head as she repeatedly swallowed the semen erupting from his cock. After the last spurt of semen had left him and he felt his dick begin to wilt, he was surprised to feel his mother's lips clench around him before she pulled her head back, milking whatever was left of his cum out before his manhood fell from her lips. He was still trying to get his breath back when she stood up in front of him and took him into her arms; he enjoyed the feel of her breasts pillowed against his chest, surrounding the hot, hard points of her nipples. A couple of minutes later, she eased him away from her body, and he heard her ask "Honey? Would you like to make your Mom feel good again?"
Vic almost couldn't believe what his daughter had just asked him, but the look in her eyes and the tone of her voice told him that she really was sincere about wanting to make him feel good-which he knew was her way of saying that she wanted to make HIM climax, too. Despite how she'd managed to get his cock to grow, he was certain that she wouldn't be able to get him erect; it was that certainty that nothing would happen, and that she'd eventually give up, that made him answer "You don't have to do anything like that for me, sweetheart. But if you want to try, it's okay with me." He expected that she'd start using her hand on him again, only to be surprised when he saw her slowly sinking to her knees. He opened his mouth to object, but the images of what she was about to do came back to him and no sound came out. Instead, he simply stood there and watched as his virgin daughter brought her hands up and lifted the swollen mass of his dick up and took it into her mouth. The sight of her kneeling there was so much like the image he'd conjured up while his wife was blowing him that he felt himself start to get harder before she had time to do anything else.
Her Daddy's penis was a lot bigger than her brother's had been, and Carla couldn't get as much of it into her mouth as she wanted to. But it took only a moment for her to decide that if she couldn't do the things she wanted to to as much of him as she would have liked, she'd just do more with however much of him she did have. Sliding her lips down his shaft until her mouth was filled with his manhood, she started by using her tongue to gently massage the underside as she began softly sucking on him. To her delight, it didn't take long for her efforts to be rewarded with a gradual thickening and hardening of her Daddy's cock.
Ellen had felt her own delight at her son's ready agreement to pleasure her again-a delight that had grown even more when he proved to be more than willing to do so orally. It had taken only a few moments to settle herself into a chair and assume a position almost identical to the one she'd seen Carla in. Only a few seconds after that, Robert was seated on the floor in front of her. No encouragement was needed for him to lean forward and get his head within just a couple of inches of her womanhood, and she didn't mind that he took a little time to look at the area between her wide-spread thighs before moving even closer and slipping his tongue between her slick labia. It took only a very few minutes for Ellen to decide that her son had done a fine job of learning how to please a woman with his mouth when he'd used it on his sister: he used his tongue on her erect clitoris with a combination of speed and pressure that aroused her tremendously. He didn't focus his attention just on that area, however; he went on to use his lips to softly "nibble" on her labia, and lick and probe her opening with his tongue. Then he took it a step further by reaching up and taking her breasts in his hands, caressing and gently squeezing them and toying with her erecting nipples.
Robert almost couldn't believe it when his mother had asked him if he was willing to help her have another orgasm, and that she wanted him to use his mouth on her. His enthusiasm for the idea was great enough that it actually took a couple of seconds for him to get control of himself enough to answer that he would. Once he was seated in front of her, he had to see for himself how she was similar to or different from how Carla's genitals had looked. That close to her, he could see that his mother's bush was a medium-sized wedge of black that started just a couple of inches above where he knew her pubic bone was and quickly faded when it reached the bottom of her mound. His hand had told him it was soft and thick, and he found that he could see that it was shorter than he'd expected: her slightly erect clitoris was visible at the top, and her labia had formed a part in it. Looking closely, he saw that his mother's inner lips were longer and thicker than Carla's had been. They were somewhat dark with her desire, and at the bottom, it was plain as could be that they were already wet and slippery from her oils
— some of which, he noted, had trickled a short way down the inside of one of her thighs. His face that close to his mother's crotch, he didn't have any trouble making out the same scent he'd had on his hand after he'd used his finger in her; he found it just as appealing then as he had before, and made no effort to resist the temptation to lean forward and sample it again.
Vic hadn't thought that he'd be able to get hard again so soon after the blowjob he'd gotten from his wife, but it was looking more and more like that wasn't the case. Not only was his daughter doing a damn fine job of giving him head, the sight of his stiffening cock disappearing into her mouth while it happened was proving to be more than sufficiently stimulating. He wasn't fully erect yet, but Carla's efforts were definitely moving him that direction.
Carla didn't know about the male limitation of how soon they could respond again after having a climax, and wouldn't have cared anyway. She had her Daddy's dick in her mouth just like she wanted, and was steadily getting him longer and harder… and that was all she needed to be happy.
Ellen wasn't in any condition to think about much of anything: Robert's busy tongue and mouth on her pussy (and what his hands were doing with her breasts) simply felt too good and were too arousing for her to have much interest in anything except having him keep going with what he was doing.
For his part, Robert didn't know how life could get any better. What pleased him the most was the fact that his cock was starting to get hard again because of how aroused he was getting just from what he was doing to his mother. Then, in addition to keeping his hands busy on her warm mammaries, he could feel his mother's soft bush against his upper lip after he'd put his whole mouth over her exposed clitoris and begun a gentle rhythmic suction-something that had her arching her pelvis up and making almost continuous noises of pleasure. He'd already lapped up all of the juices that were available, and even tried to worm his tongue into her woman chamber to see if he could get more of them that way.
He couldn't, but she'd certainly indicated that she'd appreciated the attempt.
Victor could only stand there, his eyes locked on the sight of his daughter's head slowly moving back and forth as she slid her lips along the shaft of his manhood. He was almost fully erect, something he hadn't considered possible when he'd told Carla that it was okay with him if she wanted to try to make him "feel good". Her hand was cupping his balls, and part of the thrill he was feeling was in response to the way she was so gently and carefully rolling them in her hand after she'd tenderly explored their size and shape within his scrotum. Looking past her face, he could see that the peaks of her breasts were puckered and her nipples standing tall and proud… letting him know that not only did she enjoy what she was doing, but that she was excited by it. Returning his gaze to her face, he was still impressed and amazed at how dedicated she was about pleasuring him: every so often he could feel the end of his cock touch the back of her throat, but not once did she give any indication that it bothered her in the slightest.
Carla was dedicated to pleasing her Daddy-for the simple reason that she figured if she got him hard and excited, it might be possible for her to get him to fuck her. She actually enjoyed what she was doing, not just because having his cock in her mouth aroused her, but because she loved him and it pleased her to be able to show him her love that way. As she'd gotten him closer to being completely hard, she'd had to let some of his manhood slip from between her lips because there was simply so much of him. But once he was hard enough that she figured she could start moving her mouth on him, she'd made up for that loss by sliding her lips far enough down his shaft that she felt him touch the back of her throat. That hadn't felt comfortable the first few times it happened, but it was brief enough that she was able to control her reaction and get used to the sensation. Once she'd done that, she was able to keep his member there for longer and longer as she learned how to control her breathing. She didn't know why it did, but she was sure that having the end of his penis touching the back of her throat aroused HIM… enough so that he began to get even longer and harder the more she did it.
Ellen felt disappointment when Robert pulled his hands from her breasts, but it was quickly replaced with joy when she felt him wetting his finger with her juices, followed by slipping his rigid digit through her opening. It didn't take but a second for him to come into contact with that magical spot she found so pleasing, and begin rubbing and pressing against it once more. She was already incredibly aroused by the things he'd been doing, and the added stimulation from what he did with his finger only ratcheted her desire to greater heights.
Robert had taken his hands off his mother's tits only because his arms were getting tired, but once he'd lowered them, he quickly got the idea of using one of them to get her even more worked up than she already was. Then he got another idea, and used the free hand to gently open up the cleft of his mother's sex; that left her erect clitoris fully exposed to his tender mercies.
If it weren't for the fact that his cock felt like a steel bar sticking out, Vic wouldn't have believed that he could get another erection as quickly as he had-and silently gave thanks to his daughter for giving him reason to want it to happen, and providing the stimulation that made it possible. She'd not only managed to get him fully erect again, but the way she was using her mouth had him feeling that there might even be another climax not too far in his future.
Carla was more than a little pleased with herself for having gotten her Daddy's penis completely erect again. She'd certainly enjoyed using her mouth on him and feeling him responding to her efforts, and she'd be ecstatic if she could make him climax in her mouth; she wanted to taste his cum, and feel him spurting in her mouth because of what she'd done to make it happen. But even better would be if she could figure a way to get his penis in her pussy, where she wanted it, and get him to actually fuck her.
As she continued to bob her head on his erection, she tried to think of how she could get it to happen.
Between what her son was doing with his mouth and tongue on her clitoris, and the way he was touching and rubbing against the magic spot in her vagina, Ellen was left in a fog of pleasure and desire. Unable to put it into think coherently, she could still feel how close she was to having an orgasm she knew she'd never forget: the pleasure had built up in her even more than when Robert had used his finger in her the first time. Having lost all sense of time or anything but the sensations radiating from her clitoris and vagina, Ellen could only feel herself edging ever closer to the precipice of an orgasm that she instinctively knew would overwhelm her-and eagerly looked to it.
From the constant and unintelligible sounds she was making, Robert knew that his mother was even more aroused than she'd been before; when he felt her pussy begin tightening around his finger, he also knew that she was getting close to having an orgasm that would be even stronger than the previous one.
Amazed that he could have that kind of an effect on her, he redoubled his efforts to arouse and please her-and got his reward less than a minute later. He heard his mother's loud cry of release be choked off at the same time her clitoris disappeared under its cloak of flesh while her pussy clamped down on his invading finger almost painfully tight. With her clitoris gone and his hand in the way of any attempt to lick up the juices that were already leaking out of her, there was nothing for him to do but sit and wonder at the power of the waves of release that were running through her. Inside her, his finger was being subjected to a series of spasms like the ones he'd felt before… except now they were even stronger, and lasted longer. Once they'd finally faded out, he got some idea of how powerful and intense his mother's orgasm was by how long it took before she was able to open her eyes again. Even then, it was still a little while before her breathing was steady and regular; and even more time passed before she was able to move again. Sitting up, he saw her eyes drop to where his cock was standing tall and proud again; a second later, he heard her say "Robert, honey… if I'm not too late… I think it's time you stopped being a virgin."
Thanks to his daughter's efforts, Vic had reached the point that another climax wasn't just a "might" happen, but could happen: the things Carla was doing with her mouth on his dick had moved him past the point of just having an erection, but beyond-knowing that it wouldn't happen quickly, he still had the feeling that cumming again was a possibility, given time and stimulation. That was why he felt disappointed when he felt his manhood slip free of his daughter's warm mouth, only to be replaced by her hand. Figuring she needed to get more comfortable, he responded to the slight pressure she applied to his hard member as she first moved to sit in a chair then spread her legs and gently pull him forward so he was standing between them. After a few nudges, he got the idea that she wanted him to kneel, which left him wondering what was going on; that was followed by her gently pulling him forward some more, which he did. Then, to his infinite surprise, she again draped her legs over the arms of the chair before levering his manhood down and trapping the end of it by scooting herself forward slightly so the entrance of her vagina was wedged against it. When she looked up at him, he heard her say
"Please, Daddy… I need you inside me. Really, it's okay, 'cause I want you to, and it's my idea." That was when Victor came face-to-face with the desires he'd long felt toward his daughter-and gave in to them after only a brief struggle. He responded to what she'd said by telling her "I'd like that, too, sweetheart" before edging himself closer to her and getting himself positioned to take her offered virginity. When he was ready, he looked into her eyes and tenderly said "I'll make this as easy for you as I can, sweetheart", and heard the love and trust in her voice when she replied "I know, Daddy."
Although she didn't know half the things she wanted to, and knew she was relatively inexperienced, Carla wasn't completely ignorant. She'd heard and read enough to know (in somewhat better than general terms) what was going to happen. She sincerely hoped otherwise, but was fully aware that the loss of her virginity might hurt and that her vagina was going to have to stretch to accept the hard rod that her Daddy had pressed against the entrance to her womanhood. She was relieved when she felt him move his penis up and down, knowing that he was using some of the juice that had escaped her to lubricate his cock and make it easier for BOTH of them while he got himself inside her. A few moments later, he began to push himself against her opening and she did her best to relax and accept the gradual expansion of the entrance to her vagina. It wasn't easy, but she was determined to let it happen; with only a few involuntary attempt to resist, she felt him gradually slipping into her virginal sheath farther and farther. She was starting to worry that the stretching of her opening was going to go on forever when she suddenly felt her tight ring get a little smaller as she felt something incredibly large pressing against her hymen. It took a moment for her to understand that she had the massive head of her Daddy's penis inside: the sudden release of tension had been when she'd slipped past the largest part of him, and the pressure against her maidenhead was the end of his dick. Even though the head of his manhood was the softest part of him, she could still feel it stretching her insides; while it didn't hurt, it wasn't comfortable, either. But she knew she'd get used to the feeling of him, and willed herself to relax and accept his presence as best she could. A few seconds passed before he started to press himself into her again-a brief reprieve that she was grateful for. As the pressure against her hymen grew, she went from simply experiencing the increasing pressure to feeling progressively more discomfort to it actually being painful; but she managed to keep from crying from the pain, and kept her face as calm as she could: it was something she'd only have to go through once, and when it was over, she'd get to feel her Daddy's manhood filling her the way she needed. Just when she didn't think she'd be able to stand it any more, she felt her hymen give way with a sudden sharp pain that was severe enough that she couldn't help crying out from it. Thankfully, it lasted only a moment and quickly began to fade, giving way to the feeling of having that much more of her previously untapped girl chamber being overfilled.
She knew there were tears in her eyes when she opened them and looked into her father's face. She could see how sorry he was to have caused her pain, and heard the hurt in his voice as he told her "I'm sorry, honey." Putting on her best face, she tried to sound as good as she could as she tried to reassure him by saying "It's okay, Daddy. It wasn't so bad, and it only lasted a second. Besides, it's over, and we'll never have to worry about it again. You can go on again whenever you want, now."
Despite (or perhaps because of) the two wonderful, incredible orgasms she'd had, Ellen still wanted- needed! — to feel a hard cock moving in her achingly-empty womanhood. When she'd seen Robert's dick was hard again, she'd been grateful for the chance to have her last desire fulfilled; after he'd reluctantly admitted that he hadn't had sex yet, it took her only a few moments to slide out of the chair and assume a position on her hands and knees; it had always been her favorite position to be fucked in, and was way she'd lost her own virginity… it seemed entirely appropriate (and incredibly arousing to her) to get her son's the same way. He'd known to get behind her, and lever his erection down; from there, she'd guided him through getting the head of his penis lubricated with her oils (she could feel how plentiful the supply was!) and then positioned at her opening with one hand holding his cock in place while using the other on her hip to steady himself. When she was sure everything was the way it should be, she let him know he could start any time he wanted-which turned out to be almost immediately. She couldn't help gasping at the pleasure of feeling him sink what felt like nearly half his dick in her with his first thrust; following her suggestion, he moved back and forth a little to get her oils better distributed before another push of his hips let him bury the rest. He wasn't as large as his father, but there was more than enough of him to fill her needs… and still damn near enough to fill her, for that matter.
Robert was grateful for the climaxes he'd already had, for other than the most obvious reasons. He'd already learned that it took him longer to cum again if he'd already climaxed recently; after having cum with his sister and then his mother, he knew that a third climax was going to take a while. It also meant that he could be sure that the incredible feeling of having his cock buried in his mother's snatch wasn't going to have him blowing his load too soon-something he'd been afraid would happen, after hearing some other guys talking about their first time. Instead, he was able to treasure his first ever genuine fuck: how hot and wet his mother's pussy was, the feeling of having his pelvis pressed tight against hers, the feel of her smooth ass pressing against his lower belly, and all the rest of it. He knew that his dick wasn't anywhere near as big as his dad's, and idly wondered how or why his mother's pussy felt so snug around him. Whatever the reason was, he didn't mind… and certainly wasn't going to complain!
After getting both hands on his mother's hips, he began to ease his hips back, marveling at the feeling of his hard cock moving inside his mother's vagina as he started into his first-ever fuck.
When it had come time to get past his daughter's maidenhead, Victor had felt both regret at the pain her knew he would likely cause and a thrill at the idea that he WAS getting her virginity-and the feeling he got from being her first lover far outweighed his feelings as her father. Still, he'd been as patient and gentle as could be, and really did feel sorry about the pain she'd felt. But as she'd pointed out, it was a one-time thing; once that impediment was out of the way, he proceeded to carefully fit himself into her in a series of small advances that gave her time to get used to his increasing presence before he made any attempt to proceed. Still her parent, he didn't want to cause her any more pain or difficulty than absolutely necessary, so he was meticulous about making sure the two of them stayed well lubricated along the way. From the expression on her face, he knew that both of them were pleased when a final push of his hips ended with her tight opening clenched around the base of his dick while the head of it rested against the deepest part of her… his was the first dick she'd ever take, and he filled her completely.
Once the pain of her deflowering had faded, Carla was relieved to learn that getting the rest of her father's massive cock inside was relatively easy. About the time that she'd start feeling too uncomfortable from his advances, he's stop for a little bit and let her adjust to it. She quickly learned that the more she could accept what was happening, the easier it was to get comfortable with his presence. That he was so careful to make sure that he stayed wet with her juices helped considerably.
So when she finally felt his pelvis resting against hers, she knew that she had all of him buried inside her-and the feeling of being so thoroughly filled was better than she'd dreamed it could be. Still, she was glad that he held still inside her for a little bit, giving her the little bit of time she needed to get truly comfortable with having something so incredibly large stuffed inside her fourteen-year-old womanhood.
The hard dick steadily pistoning in and out of her pussy felt better than wonderful to Ellen; that it was connected to her own son didn't matter to her in the slightest. All she cared about just then was that it was plenty big enough to make her feel good, and that it continue to move in her, giving her the pleasure and relief that she needed so desperately. Being fucked again after so long, the stimulation Ellen was getting seemed to settle into her deeper and feel more satisfying, somehow; and her pleasure began to build inside her once more.
In addition to getting to experience getting laid for the first time, Robert was discovering a number of other things, as well. He kept leaning forward so he could cup his mother's tits in his hands, aroused by the feeling of her erect nipples dragging across his palms as her breasts swayed in time with his thrusts; or he'd actually hold her tits in his hands and enjoy the way their weight would shift as he moved in her. He'd chanced a look down, only to be fascinated by the sight of his mother's labia being pulled out slightly when he slid his dick out of her, only for them to disappear again when he pushed himself back in. She was wet enough that her escaping juices had flowed down and completely saturated her pussy hair in addition to soaking his own… resulting in their rapid breathing being accentuated by a distinctly liquid sound when his pelvis met hers. But no matter what he saw or felt or heard, Robert continued to cycle his hard cock in and out of his mother's pussy.
Vic's first movements in his daughter were done slowly, so there would be plenty of time and opportunity for her to let him know if she was having any difficulty with what he was doing. He gradually increased the speed of his actions, always ready to back off if Carla indicated anything was wrong-but she never did, leaving him free to eventually begin fucking her in earnest. Not that he was actually moving in her the way he would his wife: she was too young and physically too small for anything like that. But he could still fuck her with enough speed and force to please both of them, if the sounds of pleasure he could hear from her were any indication.
When her father had begun sliding his dick out of her, Carla hadn't been entirely comfortable about it.
But it hadn't hurt, and when he'd pushed himself back in again, it had actually felt kind of nice. He went through the process several more times, each a little faster; each time, her oils got spread around better, making it a little more comfortable for her and letting her enjoy it that much more. By the time he was steadily cycling his hard cock in and out of her, Carla was finding the movement of it in her pussy to be quite pleasurable. A few minutes more, and she was past simply liking it and well into getting progressively more aroused from feeling her father's manhood filling and emptying her by turns.
The steady, continuous motion of the cock sliding back and forth between her vaginal lips was proving to be more stimulating than Ellen could have imagined it would. What had seemed like a slightly too-rapid movement at first now seemed to be entirely too slow as her desire and arousal grew higher and the pleasure she felt built even faster. It was an almost agonizing process, but the regular motion of the shaft plunging in and out of her brought her to the brink, holding her there for what seemed like an eternity before she slipped over the edge.
Robert was having a dandy time enjoying the feel of his dick sliding in and out of his mother's hot pussy when he felt her vagina tighten around him a couple of times. After he'd arched his hips back and forth a few more times, he was surprised to feel her clamp down on him again-after all, it wasn't like he was doing anything to that special place in her, or anything! But whatever the cause was, he had no doubt whatsoever that she was having an orgasm and stopped what he was doing, since he could feel her internal muscles clenching along the length of his cock. The feeling of her pussy doing that had felt pretty neat when it had happened to his finger, but experiencing it with his penis was something else again! Once more, he was glad that he'd cum twice already; otherwise the way his mother's pussy was trying to milk his dick would have had him spraying her insides with his jism in nothing flat. Instead, he was able to simply enjoy the incredible feeling of it, knowing that he'd stay hard and could start fucking her again any time he wanted.
Even though his young daughter was plainly comfortable with having his man-sized dick fucking in and out of her, Vic was still surprised and pleased with how tight she felt around him… along with how hot and wet she was inside. With her legs wrapped around him, it was even easier for him to repeatedly plunge his hard cock into her. It was awkward and difficult, but he managed to bend himself enough to take the dark ends of her developing breasts into his mouth and suck on them while he continued to piston himself back and forth through her opening. As he nursed at her small mammaries, he heard Carla's sounds of pleasure and arousal as she got even wetter around him.
Without realizing she was doing it, Carla raised her legs and wrapped them around her Daddy's waist, locking her ankles together and completely opening herself to his penetrations. The way he was sucking on her hard nipples added to the pleasure she was getting from having his hard manhood moving so wonderfully inside her pussy, after it had felt so achingly empty so many times. It felt so nice when she felt him filling her up each time that she started lifting her hips in response to his thrusts, so she could enjoy the sensation of being so thoroughly filled that much sooner.
Ellen's orgasm hadn't been as powerful or intense as the previous two, but it had felt somehow deeper and more satisfying. Her head was hanging down as she tried to get her breath back when she felt Robert start moving again; the feeling of his stiff dick moving in her left her amazed-and threw gasoline on the dwindling fires of her desire. It didn't take but a few strokes of his cock in her before she was once again feeling her lust and pleasure building.