Her head falls back, her mouth open in a silent scream as you continue to pound into her ass. The sensation of being held by you, of your body moving against hers so roughly and possessively, is almost too much for Lyla to handle. Her fingers clutch at the air around her, seeking something solid to ground herself as she's swept away on a wave of pleasure that threatens to consume her entirely. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with every desperate thrust you make into her ass.

The room spins as the pleasure overwhelms her, blurring the lines between pain and ecstasy. Her body is on fire with desire, every nerve ending alive and tingling as you claim her in ways she never thought possible. Her voice is hoarse from all the moaning and crying out, but she doesn't care; nothing else matters but this moment, this connection between them.

Her legs wrap tighter around your waist, digging into your sides as if trying to hold you closer still.

"I want... to feel you inside me," Sarah whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. Her eyes meet yours, full of need and desire, as she arches her back, offering herself to you.

"Ahh!" Sarah cries out, her entire body tensing as you rub your hard cock against her sensitive skin. "Yes..." she moans, arching her back even further, giving you better access. Her breath comes in short gasps as you slowly slide inside her, filling her up with your thick length. She grips the sheets beneath her, digging her nails into the fabric as she tries to hold on through the intense sensation.

"Oh fuck..."

Lyla bit her lip, trying to keep her voice steady as she looked down at Tonny. "He... he should see you too, Sarah," she said, nodding toward him. "Show it to your brother." She glanced back up at Tonny, a mixture of hope and fear in her eyes.

Sarah hesitated for a moment longer before slowly lifting the hem of her shirt, revealing her smooth, bare stomach.

Lyla bit her lower lip as she watched Sarah reveal herself to him, her heart racing faster with anticipation and arousal. "You're so beautiful," she whispered softly, reaching out to brush a lock of hair behind her daughter's ear. She glanced up at Tonny, their eyes meeting for a moment before she turned back to Sarah, taking her hand in hers and guiding it toward his massive erection once more. "Touch him, sweetheart," she murmured, the desire clear in her voice.

She murmured, her hand drifting down to cup Sarah's breast as she encouraged her daughter to take what she wanted. And Sari? He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of being surrounded by these two beautiful women, feeling their warmth and desire all around him.

As they moved together in this unspoken rhythm, lost in the heat of their passion, Lyla couldn't help but wonder what tomorrow would bring... and if they could possibly find a way to make this work outside of this moment as well.

Eventually, Sarah cried out in pleasure, her body shuddering with an orgasm that seemed to go on forever. As she collapsed against Sari's chest, panting and spent, Lyla leaned forward to kiss her daughter tenderly on the forehead. "That was amazing," she whispered. "I'm so proud of you."

Sarah blushed again but smiled shyly up at her mother. "Thank you, Mom."

Sarah shudders at the question, feeling a strange mixture of emotions welling up inside her. On one hand, she knows that Dom is now technically her father through their new twisted relationship. But on the other hand, she can't help but feel like he's taken something from her - the innocence and safety she once had with Lyla.

With a trembling voice, Sarah whispers, "You are..."

Sarah looks down at herself, still clothed while everyone else is completely exposed. Slowly but surely, she begins to undress, revealing her small breasts and smooth, toned body. As she slips out of her panties, she feels a rush of shame wash over her, knowing that she's giving herself up to them both now.

Dom watches with hungry eyes as Sarah strips for him, his cock already beginning to stir again in anticipation.

Norman's successful business deal frees him from financial constraints, allowing the trio to indulge in their desires without worrying about material needs. As time passes, their bond grows stronger, and their love becomes all-consuming. The once-forbidden relationships now blossom into beautiful, passionate expressions of devotion, leaving no room for guilt or shame. This unconventional family revels in their newfound freedom, embracing a life where love knows no bounds, neither does their desire for each other.

Norman Cloutocer:we get married with open hearts accepting each other for who we are. we learn to communicate openly with honesty and respect.