We couldn’t decide what was more important, kissing each other in an effort to swallow each other or fucking each other in an effort to completely encompass each other. So we did both, we kissed and fucked at the same time. Our tongues intertwined as our bodies danced together to this intense music of sexual rhythm played by our wildly beating hearts and our out of control breathing. We fucked, we bit, we made love, we chewed each other, and we fucked with such energy and such wild abandonment that it rocked the core of our beings.
When we came, it was for the ages to remember. I shook violently. She trembled ferociously. I shot my sperm out so hard that it must have drilled holes in her vagina. She had such a violent orgasm that she broke my cock in half as she clung on to it with her pussy and clung on to me for her dear life. She must have bruised my body as she tried to weather the storm. Once again we proved to be perfectly compatible in the intensity of our orgasms and the violence they wrought.
It was only afterwards, when we were hugging gently and kissing lightly, that we realized that we could have woken my dad up. But, as it turned out, he was more oblivious to mom’s presence than he was to her feelings.