As for Gerald, he was in his own heaven. Glorious as it was to be firmly ensconced in Joyce's twat, this warm, wet, and tight orifice of her daughter was an even more transcendent experience: that cavity had fastened itself around his cock even more firmly than her mouth had, and yet the in-and-out motions were as smooth as silk. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had a virgin--maybe never! He didn't want to cause this girl any more pain than was necessary; but when he saw that she was able to take his pounding with some semblance of ease (a delicate smile had spread over her face, although...