The body of Ada flopped, and her eyes turned back, and Kerry became scared. " Sister Ada—!" Her trembling voice sobbed like she was, or was she, both fascinated and anxious.
Kerry gasped to breathe as her fingers trembled above the butt of Ada, which was stained with cum. She appeared to take a real interest.
Nervously fascinated, Kerry whispered, "Dexter. Just like Ruth, she has fallen asleep." It was something deeper than interest which made her gaze at me, as she looked, with eyes wide.
I laughed because I saw the butt of Ada where my sperm was leaking. "Don't worry, Aunt Kerry; she is all right," I said, raising my voice.
"Mother Ada has been cured now." I rubbed the sperm that flowed out of her ass.
Kerry's eyes went straight to my hard-on, her breath getting faster. She licked her lips, taking it all in.
"Dexter... "she whispered, sounding awed and needy. "Your cock.. doesn't it get better... even after shooting so much inside Ada's ass?" She fidgeted, her thighs squeezing together, then opening a bit. "I guess only a pussy can calm it down..."
I growled, my dick jumping. The way she looked at me—like I could save her or ruin her—made me want her even more. I grabbed my dick, stroking it slowly as I watched her.
"You're right, Aunt Kerry," I said, my voice low."I guess my grandfather was right, my dick won't be happy until it's deep inside a tight, wet pussy..."
Kerry gasped, her eyes widening. She moved on the bed, spreading her legs wider. "Dexter..." she whispered, sounding desperate.
"Don't wait..." She ran her fingers down her body, stopping between her thighs. "Put it inside me... and shoot your inside my pussy to calm down..." Her voice was a whisper. "Or... it might hurt later..."
Seeing her like that, legs open, pussy wet, was too much.
My dick throbbed, leaking pre-cum. I knelt between her thighs, grabbing her hips.
I pulled her onto me, her eyes widening as she sat on my dick. Her pussy rubbed against me, sending shocks through me.
"Aaaaaaah Dexter.... aaaaaah hmmm..." she moaned, sounding confused and needy as she slid against me. The sounds of her getting turned on filled the hut, her juices covering my dick as she rocked against me.
"Dexter... what are you doing...?" Kerry whimpered, her voice trembling with frustration as she tried to understand why I wasn't taking her the way she expected.
"Put your cock inside me... are you still playing around...?" Her hips rocked instinctively, her pussy lips brushing against my cock, leaving a trail of her slick arousal along my length.
I grabbed her hips firmly, pushed my thumb into soft meat right over her thighs, and felt the warmth of her pussy. "Aunty Kerry," I spoke up. My voice became rough with dark entertainment and command.
"I want you to take my dick differently this time. I want to see my tight little pussy while swallowing my dick, even while cycling."
Kerry's dark eyes expanded, and she held her breath around her neck because she struggled to treat my words. "But how?" He asked, his voice a breathing blend of confusion and enthusiasm. "I don't understand ... Is this any kind of technique that your grandfather taught you?"
I nodded my head, and a smile played in the corners of my lips. "Yes. My grandfather said in this Position, my dick can now deep inside a woman's pussy ... Fill it in the ways she has never felt before. "
Kerry looked between me and Ada, then looked at Ruth, before settling with me. Her fingers pressed my chest, and her voice was barely over a whisper. "Dexter ... I've never done it before."
She hesitated, her dark eyes searching mine with a mix of expectation and uncertainty. Then, turning slightly toward Ada and Ruth, she swallowed hard before facing me again. "Will it... will it feel good, like it did for Sister Ada and Ruth?" Her voice wavered, a hint of longing creeping in. "Will it make me squirt... like them?"
I chuckled inwardly. So that's it—she's jealous. The thought amused me. Kerry wanted to experience the same pleasure, the same overwhelming ecstasy that had left Ada and Ruth trembling and spent.
"Don't worry, Aunt," I whispered, my voice a low, comforting growl."I will make sure that Aunt's pussy squirts more than Mother Ada... more than Ruth. I will let you feel even better."My words floated between us, thick with intent, and Kerry's face got even redder, shyness and eagerness fighting in her eyes.
My hands went to her waist, and with a soft but sure pressure, I helped her to be on top of me, with her knees not steady. "A bit up, Aunt," I said, my voice becoming more of a command.
"Use your hand to hold my dick. See how hard it is... just for you." A promise was what I made to her, my words, and the look in my eyes never left hers as they trembled and moved to touch me.
She had a moment of hesitation before her little, trembling hand wrapped around my thick dick. Her fingers barely found around my dick, and I saw that the way her breath was reinforced by the feeling of my vibrant cock. "Like ... like this?" She whispered, her voice trembled because she kept my dick against my dripping pussy.
With the tip of my dick, it was pressed against her smart boards, a bit of her pussy lips. I could see her pubic hair shine because of her tension, the way pussy lips clung to my dick because he took her in a position.
"That's it, Aunt," I rumbled, my voice thick with approval and anticipation. "Now let your pussy have it. My cock should go one inch at a time into your pussy."
Kerry took a deep breath, dark eyes staring right back at me as she started to move down. The second my thick end broke into her tight passage, she drew in breath sharply, "Aaaaaah—!" Her pussy expanded around my dick, her walls squeezing hard as she tried to get yet more of me. "It... It's so big... much bigger than Mitt's," she sobbed incoherently, her voice breaking as she felt herself being filled.
Kerry's body trembled because I rubbed the thick, swollen head of my dick against my entrance, her breath felt painful because she made me feel pressure to dissolve her. Her pussy was begging to take my cock, her tension dripped from her thighs, which took place, her folds were swollen and swept away with need.
Every time my fingers brush her, the wet, vulgar voice fills the hut, the kind of sounds that hit my dick with expectation.
"Aaaaah..... hmm.. Dexter..." Her voice was a breathy, broken moan, her body tensing as the head of my cock pushed against her tight entrance. "It's so thick....."
I didn't hurry. Instead, I allowed her to feel, stretch, burn, as her body protested, because her pussy cheated her, her walls wandered on the tip of my dick as if they were trying to pull me deeply.
My fingers discovered the smart, swollen lips of her pussy, gathered her tension and spread it around her entrance, and made sure she was soaked, making sure she could take every empty of empty.
I growled low in my throat, the sound rough and dark, vibrating straight through her. My thumb pressed down on her clit, slow and firm, rubbing in tight little circles that made her whimper and arch her back.
"Look at this greedy little cunt," I rasped, my voice thick with hunger. "So swollen. So fucking needy for it." I leaned in, my lips brushing the shell of her ear as my fingers teased her slick folds. "You've been waiting for this, haven't you? Waiting to spread this tight pussy open for me—let me fill you up like the good little breeder you are."
Her body trembled, her nails dug into my shoulders as if she was trying to anchor herself for me. I felt her heart rate; her heart was a hammer against her ribs like a caught bird.
My control was gone - some dark colored, some turned from wild. The words thrown from my lips were raw, dirty, and Kerry had never heard what kind of things before. But she didn't pull away. She wasn't there. Instead, his body is shaking me, his voice broke in a breathless, needy whisper.
"D-dexter-! Ahn! -I don't know.. aaaah !"
I didn't give her time to think. My hands held her hips, my fingers cut her soft meat because I started to take her down on my dick. Every inch was a conflict, her body was also opposed because her voice cheated her - how bad she wanted, how bad she wanted.
"Dexter... aaaah, you're talking so dirty..." Her voice was a breathy, broken moan, her body trembling as she tried to process the words I was feeding her.
"I feel... so excited... when I hear this..." The admission seemed to break something inside her, her hips twitching involuntarily as she took me deeper, her pussy clenching around the tip of my cock like it was trying to pull me in.
I didn't let her hide from it.
My hand came down on her ass with a sharp crack, the sound echoing through the hut like a gunshot. Her body jerked, her gasp turning into a moan as her pussy clenched around me so tightly it was almost painful.
"Yeah... bitch," I growled, my grip tightening on her hips. "I can feel your pussy gripping my cock so fucking tight." Another slap, harder this time, making her whimper as her body arched into the sensation. "Tell me, slut... are you eager for it? Hungry for my cock?"
"Aaahh... hmmm..... Dexter.. don't hit me like that..." Her voice was a mix of protest and pleasure, her body betraying her as she pressed herself down further, her pussy stretching around the tip of my cock. "I feel.... strange..."
I held her hips firmly, not letting her take more than just the tip inside her. "Aunt Kerry... what do you mean?" I demanded, my voice low and commanding, my fingers digging into her flesh. "Why does it feel strange? Tell me."
She hesitated, her breath hitching as she tried to find the words. "That... that...."
"If you don't tell me," I warned, my voice dark with promise, "I won't let my aunt put my cock inside her pussy."
Her body trembled, her voice barely a whisper. "Aah.. Dexter... you're too much... can't I just... It feels... strange... and I feel this thing... that is asking me... to be hit more..."
My face was slowly, predatory smiling. "So should I slap more?" I didn't wait for an answer. My hand struck again upon her ass, the blow sounding sharp and loud, the girl screaming.
"Aaaah... Dexter..." Her moaning was crude, and her pleadings, and her body bowed on the feeling as her pussy squeezed me.
I leaned forward, and touching her ear with my lips, I said, Aunt, there is one more thing I want to ask. My hand crept up along her back and caught hold of her hair, and I yanked her head back a bit so that she was looking up at me. "Tell me were you jealous... of Mother Ada... taking my cock?"
Kerry's breath hitched, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. "I.. felt.. that you are mine... so why should Sister Ada.. get to squirt like that...." Her voice was barely audible, her confession tumbling out in a rush. "I saw she was really happy when she squirted.. I also want to be like that..."
"That's my good slut, Aunt Kerry," I murmured, my voice thick with approval. "Now take my cock."
I dropped my hands on her hips and allowed her to lead. She paused a little and then started to take herself down upon me, and her pussy was straddling my cock in the most obscene way.
Watching, hypnotized, my cock vanished inch by inch into her, her tightness nearly intolerable. The resistance was drive-making--her pussy so tight as she supposedly strangled me, her walls knotting up in discontent and then yielding in a wet, obscene pop.
"AAAAAAH—!!" The scream was crude, and her back arched, and she received me to the hilt, the lips of her pussy expanding obscenely around my cock. "It's—too big—! I can't—! Nnngh! —It's splitting me—!"
"Good," I hissed, my fingers tightening in her ass until they bruised. Because I will not leave until this pussy understands who its owner is.
I entered and penetrated into her, and my cock lodged further, her shiny black curls rubbing my flesh. "Now ride me, Aunt Kerry. Demonstrate to me how badly you have wanted this."