Her entire lusciously curved body nakedly arched beneath their dad's thrusting hardness, her face sometimes visible to them from their position was almost unrecognizably distorted by passion. A steady wailing moan slipped from her widely separated lips as the young girl clung to their father's back with both hands and heels, doing an odd sideways dance with her climaxing loins. Her raging hot vagina clung to the slipping, pistoning cock that filled her so entirely, while gushing sparkles of light seemed to seep throughout her system, throbbing wildly through every pore of her being. It was like failing from a tall building and being shattered upon a blissful surface, expanding and flying out into space in a million tiny glittering pieces!

"Ooooooohhhhhh eeeeeeee!" Carolyn wailed pitifully, ending in a soul-rending moan of spasmodic delight. Her long pale legs quivered by themselves for several seconds and then the boys saw their father quicken his pace at the last, ramming into the wet tenderness of Carolyn's open pussy with short hard strokes that triggered her inner explosion as well as his.

Every sinew of their father's body was taut, especially those of his arms, neck and thighs as he bellowed out his final cry. Simultaneously, the twins felt the rush of their own young sperm setting forth a zigzag journey that brought with it the acute accumulation of desire and torment of their youth. Two blond heads snapped back with the force of their release as they arched their own cocks back tightly letting the overwhelming waves of pleasure release them from the tension they'd known every since they crept into the garage.

It was probably nearly as good as what their father was feeling, each thought, and yet both boys knew that "nearly as good" was not quite good enough!

As Carolyn lay panting and satiated beneath her future husband, the rushing and pounding in her ears prevented her from hearing any other sound but her fiancee's harsh breathing over her. Neither of them heard the two boys slip from the garage and exit into the bright California sun; and it was some ten minutes later that Don and Carolyn, respectably dressed but flushed from their illicit experience in the garage, emerged, arms wound around each other. They smiled and clung close to each other as they walked into the house.