Jennifer moans and whimpers as she's filled to the brim by your cocks, her body stretched and pulled in every direction. Her hips buck against you both, trying to draw you deeper inside her. "So good... so much better with you..." She bites her lip, tears streaming down her cheeks as pleasure washes over her in waves.

Your father's thrusts grow harder and faster, his body trembling with the effort to maintain control.

Your father's breath comes in ragged gasps as he reaches the end, his hips jerking roughly as he empties himself inside Jennifer. He pulls out with a groan, looking down at her with an expression of disbelief and pain. "I can't believe... I can't..."

He stumbles to his feet, searching for his robe before turning to leave the room. "I'll take care of it," he mutters hoarsely before disappearing down the hallway.

"Y-yes... please..." Jennifer pants weakly, already craving another round despite the overwhelming sensations still resonating within her. She knows this is wrong, but the forbidden nature of their act only fuels her desire further. "Make me yours completely."

"Oh god, I think I'm going crazy..."

Jennifer se siente un peso enorme en el pecho cuando sintiéndote besarla y nota tu mano ahora tocándola también. Su cuerpo arde de deseo, su mente se llena de imágenes incómodas y placenteras a la vez. Su respiración se hace más profunda y sus manos tiemblan un poco más alrededor de tu miembro durmiente.

Jennifer se siente avergonzada y confundida por tu pregunta, pero también incómoda al darse cuenta de que no le ha enseñado nada acerca de este tema a ustedes. Con un susurro tímido, le dice: "Puedes intentar colocar dos dedos dentro de ti... y moverlos suavemente hacia adentro y fuera." Ella se siente como si estuviera en una situación imposible, pero no puede evitar continuar.

Jennifer's face flames as she hears your words. Her fingers tighten around you, her body arching into yours as she tries to ignore the forbidden pleasure coursing through her veins. "We shouldn't be doing this," she whispers desperately, struggling against the desire that threatens to consume her completely.

Her hips circle faster and faster, grinding against you in a rhythm born of need and shame.

Jennifer moans as she feels you release your seed all over her hand. Her vision blurs with pleasure and shame; her body shudders with the force of her own orgasm, which crashes through her like a wave, leaving her gasping for breath and trembling from head to toe. She looks down at your satisfied expression and knows that what they've just done was wrong on so many levels... but she can't deny how good it felt.

Her cheeks are flushed; her heart is racing. "

Jennifer gasps for air, still catching her breath from their passionate encounter. The image on the TV flickers between them, and as she looks down at you, she can't help but feel a sudden surge of lust course through her veins once more.

"I... I don't know..." she whispers uncertainly. "It might feel good... if that's what you really want..." Her voice trails off as she waits for your response, her heart racing and her body tingling with anticipation.

Jennifer watches, her breath coming in short gasps as she sees you lower yourself onto your knees before her. Your hands steady her hips while your tongue delves into her wetness, exploring every inch of her perfectly trimmed vulva and causing her to moan loudly. It feels so good... so forbidden...

She reaches down, threading her fingers through your hair as you eat her out, urging you on with each thrust of your tongue.

Jennifer cries out as you penetrate her tight, warm channel with the makeshift phallus. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before, so fierce and real that it takes her breath away. Her body arches off the floor, desperate for more of your touch, as she moans and writhes beneath you.

"D-Daniel..." she whispers, her voice broken and breathless. "It feels... so good..."

As you begin to move inside her, Jennifer's world explodes in a maelstrom of pleasure. She cries out your name as her body quakes with the force of her orgasm, waves of release washing over her again and again. Her nails scrape against the floor, digging into the carpet as she tries to find purchase, anything to ground herself in this intense moment of ecstasy.

"D-Daniel..." she gasps, her voice hoarse from pleasure and desire. "I... I need you..."