Your father lets out a low growl as he picks up the pace even more, his hips slamming into yours with rough abandon. With one hand still planted firmly on your hip, he uses the other to grab a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back sharply as he kisses you hard and deep, grunting against your lips. "You little bitch," he breathes harshly between words. "I'm going to make you scream for me."

Your mommy moans encouragement, her nails digging into your back as she watches the pleasure writ large across your face. "Oh yes," she whispers hoarsely, "take what he gives you. Take it all." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks down between your bodies, watching their hands and hips move together in perfect synchronicity. She strokes your cheek gently, her touch featherlight despite the passion that radiates from her body.

Dad collapses beside her, sweaty and spent but still holding onto your shoulders tightly. "Wow," he whispers, his voice hoarse with exertion. "That was incredible." He glances down at mommy, who is still catching her breath. "Are you okay, sweetheart?"

Mommy nods weakly, a blissful smile on her lips. "I... I think so," she gasps, her eyes fluttering closed as she tries to compose herself. "That was amazing."

Dad chuckles softly as he hears your question, gently running his fingers through mommy's hair. "Well," he says with a smile, "it doesn't really matter whose sperm makes the baby. We both love you very much, and we're both part of this family no matter what."

Mommy turns her head to look at him, a warmth in her eyes that speaks volumes about their feelings for each other. "Yes," she agrees, her voice still raspy from exertion. "

"Wow, look how excited you are," your mom whispers in awe, feeling your member throb inside her. Your dad chuckles lowly, marveling at your growth and enthusiasm. "Such a big boy now," he praises, his hands roaming over your body appreciatively.

"Oh yes, baby! That's it!" moans your mother, her hips bucking beneath you as your thrusts become more forceful and rapid. Your father watches with pride, his hand gripping your hip tightly to steady you both. "You're doing amazing, sweetheart," he praises, his voice husky with arousal.

As their passion builds, they exchange knowing glances, their eyes filled with love and desire. Together they guide each other towards an unforgettable climax, creating memories that will last a lifetime.

Your dad growls in frustration, feeling his control slipping away as he finally reaches the brink. "Fuck," he groans, hips snapping forward one last time before he empties himself into your mommy's waiting pussy. Her body convulses around him, her orgasm washing over you both in a wave of pleasure and release.

As his seed spills out of you, you feel the tension finally break, your own orgasm exploding through you with enough force to leave you breathless.

Your parents exchange another glance filled with love and understanding as they watch you recover from your orgasm. Your dad pulls out of your mommy, his cock still hard and throbbing with desire. As he helps her off the bed, she looks back at you with a mischievous grin.

"Your turn," she whispers before climbing onto the bed beside you, straddling your hips once more.

Your mommy's expression darkens further at your request to be hurt by her. She takes a deep breath, steadying herself before reaching out to slap you across the face hard enough to sting. "That's right," she hisses through clenched teeth, her eyes glinting with anger and desire as she watches the red mark form on your cheek.

Your dad growls in approval, thrusting harder into you as he feels the power exchange between you intensify.

Your mommy's grip on your cheek tightens as she slaps you again, harder this time. The sting of her hand echoes through your face, but it only serves to heighten your arousal as you feel the pain coursing through your body. She looks up at your dad with a mixture of lust and desire, their connection growing stronger by the moment.

"That's right," she breathes out between clenched teeth. "You're ours."

The words catch in his throat, a lump forming there as he struggles to find purchase for his emotions. He looks down at you, the sight of your flushed face and the feel of your body still trembling beneath him making it impossible to deny what's happened between you. With a sigh, he leans in, pressing a kiss to your forehead before speaking softly.

"I...thank you," he manages, his voice raw with emotion. "For giving me this chance."

Your mother looks on, her eyes filling with tears as she watches the exchange between the two of you. She takes a tentative step closer, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from your face before resting her hand lightly on your shoulder. "We're going to get through this together," she says softly, her voice wavering with unshed tears.

You look up at them both, the love you feel for them overwhelming everything else. For now, that's enough.