"OOoomp!" she would exclaim each time she sunk back again onto its sturdy mass. She felt a warm dizzying delight as its rock-hard girth impaled her.

John watched, fascinated as his wife's beautiful face changed to a mask of pure lust. Her blonde hair was disheveled and her firmly rounded breasts swayed and jerked above him. He lifted his head up and took one tiny ripe nipple in his mouth, holding on to it as Carrie continued her wild up and down fucking motions above him.

"Oh Christ!" he thought, "I'm gonna cum!" His cock felt unbearably hard and Carrie's erotic motions were just too much to take! But he grunted and held on, lifting her up by the waist, so that she was suspended just above his tingling cock.

"No… John… let me go… let me go… don't stop now!" Carrie cried, tears rising to her eyes. Frantically, she struggled to let his rigid cock enter her once more, and as John gave in, she gave a low moan. It was happening. Her orgasm seemed to rush to greet the renewed entry of her husband's fiercely swollen cock. It gathered her up in its momentum and she felt as if she were being flung against a wall. Wave after wave of excruciating pleasure inundated her sensitized womb. Something like a white flare illuminated her brain, filling it with just one lewdly unthinkable thought… just one person… her son… her grown son Jamie!!!

John felt his sperm racing wildly from his exploding testicles, speeding hotly along the full length of his tormented cock. It was wonderful, pure release! A feeling of bliss rushed in to replace the spurting liquid that splashed around up inside Carrie's insanely climaxing womb.

"Oh Jesus!" he cried, completely dazzled by the strength of his orgasm. "Ooooooooh! Tricia honey!!!"

His daughter's sweet face… her body… her downy soft cunt… all were made real to him once more as he felt the crest of his climax. For those brief seconds, he actually was with her… with her again!