Jack Victor - The professor_s rape games

They watched their father's long, gleaming spear driving in and out of their mother's cunt. The foot of the bed faced the door, so the action was clearly visible to them.

Both of them were grunting.

Debrah gritted her teeth to restrain the squeal of hot pleasure which was flowing through her. Her hand was soaking wet with her pussy juices which flowed lavishly from her hot little hole.

The sight of Donna coming, the sound of her strangled rutting noises of pleasure, only incited Debrah to further sexual riot.

Donna was having the same kind of shared excitement. She could hear her mother and father groaning wildly, hear the wet sucking noises of their genitals, rubbing against each other.

The whole atmosphere in the house seemed to seethe with sex, the air seemed to be filled with the smell of sex.

Debrah and Donna were panting. They watched as their father collapsed heavily on top of their mother's body. Debrah looked at Donna, and pointed to their bedroom.

They didn't want to be caught looking.

Helen sighed, and kissed Hill.

"I love you," she said softly.

"I feel exactly the same way about you, darling," Hill said, returning the kiss.