He marvels at her passion, the penis swelling with pride as her pain gives way to pleasure it senses that she is in the end enjoying the ride and it quickens the pace; they are moaning and grunting, thrashing back and forth, the headboard slamming rhythmicly against the wall, neither notices or cares that the young sister in the adjacent bed has been watching intently as the young beauty and her father rut frantically only scant feet away, neither is aware of any existence extending further than the pit of their groin or the pleasure center of their brain as their grinding genitals are making sticky wet noisy frantic sex. He feels a burst of intense pleasure at the back of his head, more intense than any of the jolts he's ever gotten from a line of even the purest coke... his testicles are snapped tight swollen to near exploding and semen spews the length of his prick, splashing thick and hot into the entrance to her now ripened womb, leaking from her narrow channel, squeezed out by his frantic humping, his sperm continues spewing into her interior until at last he pulls out, exhausted, dribbling the last bit of ejaculate.
He leans over his fresh-fucked girl licking and sucking at her beautiful nipples, rubbing at her moist pussy lips she humps wildly as one jolt of pleasure after another courses through her limber young body, she cries out wildly, wailing, almost tearful as successive jolts of unimagined ecstasy tear through her young loins her hips thrust violently into the space between their bodies, as he watches, awe-struck, her tight cunt spasming and twitching uncontrollably her lust-driven cries finally weakening, pleasure subsiding, turning to sweet sweaty exhaustion. He rolls so they are lying, exhausted, side by side, squeezed into the narrow space of a twin bed, stroking each other in the afterglow of their animal passion. She leans up on an elbow to glance in the direction of the sister who is sleeping _intently_, rigidly, her small body turned away from the two bodies sharing the bed next to her, illuminated by the grey light of approaching dawn. The newly created _woman_ giggles at the thought of the little one witnessing their violent _fucking_, and kisses her father wetly and loudly full on the lips. He smiles at her, so like the mother must have been at that age, still lusty up until the moment she disappeared.
He whispers that they will likely have to discard the sheets, as there is much sperm, and blood, proof of her virtue. Gathering his robe he pads softly from his girls' room; passing the son's room on his way back downstairs he believes he hears the unmistakable sounds of masculine self-pleasuring, and he smiles again as he prepares to start the day. The guilt will not happen till much later when the brain has forgotten the penis' prerogative.
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