Inheritance

"Oh my god, you filled me up completely. I've never felt so full inside me before!"

Jason could almost feel her lust overflowing into the room. Jason waited until she was more accustomed to his length, then he slowly withdrew 2 inch, and rammed all the way in. That sent Rebecca into a screaming of incomprehensive words.

Jason continued to thrust in a piston movement, with Rebecca synchronizing to his rhythm, their body paced like a well-practiced orchestra recital. Beads of sweats became more evidence over Rebecca's brow, her face now grimacing into the similar feature Jason experience a short while ago; her skin flushed like a hot coal. Jason knew she was paper thin away from her sky collapsing experience. He thrust into her a few more times harder an firmer, and she began convulsion, screaming his name at the top of her lungs, gripping his cock hard with her pussy, flooding the base of his cock and his balls with her nectar - she came, with intensity beyond of any scale in human measurements.

The once in a lifetime scene was the last straw for Jason; a final fracture of a cracked dam. He could feel the waves inside him furious for an escape. He thrust forward, as deep as he could, his tip kissing onto her cervix, and started shooting his creamy essence, smearing her whole sex with what used to be a part of him, flooding her whole pussy, overflowing out of her lips. Jason weakened, collapsing onto his woman, vigorously catching his breath, still slightly twitching insider her wetness. He gently kissed her on her neck.

They remained as one for what seemed eternity, opened their eyes and stared into each other with passion. "Jason, thank you so much. I'm not sure whether I can have anything as such ever again." Her small hand caressing his face.

"I'm glad it is you who took my virginity." Jason slipped out of Rebecca with much reluctance, scooped her up and walked into the bathroom. They cleaned themselves up and Jason tucked her into bed. Jason shortly joined her in her dreams.

Rays of the morning sun started to penetrate through the curtains. Jason woke up, gave a peck over the forehead of the lovely woman lying next to him. He walked into his kitchen and made himself a coffee, walked to the window and enjoyed the gallery of nature, the morning breeze. On the low branches of a tree, he saw a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon; the opposite tree, held a nest, a bird hatching from its egg shell. Jason inhaled deeply and welcomes his new found destiny.