The faint ridge of her spine-her sleek smooth back- came under me as I bent over her, ringed her waist tightly, drew her bottom up, and urged my yearning pego in between her juicy cheeks. She wriggled strongly, but I held her tight, knob pressed against her brown-ringed orifice. Would it go in? Her no, no, no resounded, but her tone was weak.

“Right up her, Harry. She can take it all.”

“I can't, I can't! Don't let him! Harry!.. aaaargh!” Adelaide's legs straightened against mine. The ring yielded, opening like a close, tight flower that spies the dawn, its petals moving slowly out. A gritting of my teeth-I sank an inch within-then felt her of a sudden give a little jerk that swallowed in my knob the more. How tight and yet how spongy was her grip!

“Oooh, Har-ry!” There was a more pleading note now in her voice. Caroline laughed softly, watched my prick ease in and placed her hand beneath my buttocks.

“Nice? Is it nice? Go on. You can go deeper now. May he not, Adelaide? Come, darling, tell your brother so.”

“Yeh-Hesss! Oh, Harry, give me more!”

“You lovely, wonderful, you… b… b… bitch, you! What a bottom! Adelaide, I am right in, I'm up your bottom, darling-what a joy!”

Bulging, her silken cheeks came to my skin, bulbed deep into my belly, drawing on my cock that had ensheathed itself so deep that my balls now nestled underneath her cunt.

“Go on! Now pump her, Harry-pump it in and out. You won't come so soon this time, my love,” breathed Caroline, leaning against me and her cheek to mine.

“My love?” I echoed the words in wonder, turned my face and drew upon her sparkling lips even while Adelaide squirmed and urged her bottom back and forth.

“If you wish, and I believe you do. Bugger her, Harry-give her all you have.”

“I w… w… want your bottom, too.” I felt for it and fingered the deeply cushioned furrow there. All was a breathless haze of words, a maze of wicked images and deeds.