<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ID9Q16S.jpg)</div>Kayla’s orgasm seemed to only be a catalyst for Tony to fuck her even harder. As her walls contracted around his rod and her juices coated his crotch area, he intensified his fucking and there was a deep lust in his eyes that would have scared Kayla a bit had it been Aaron and not Tony possessing it. As it was, each new pelvic thrust pushed her deeper into the mattress of the cabin bedroom bed. He had no seeming inclination to slow down, his intent now clearly to work up to his own renewed climax. That was what he had made her sister get his dick hard again, after all. She wondered briefly how Sara would feel about her treatment at the hands of the Martin and especially Kayla’s silence and secrecy about hooking up with them. Certainly the sisters would share an interesting conversation later that day. A thought which entered her mind as quickly as it disappeared again. For that she had to thank Tony, who was really working her tingling, post-orgasmic pussy at that point.<br/><br/>His expression of admiration at her pussy followed by his low, guttural grunts had already been an indication that Tony too was in the home stretch. She spurred him on some more even as each new thrust of his pushed her deeper into the bed.<strong>“Fuck baby… oh yeah… pound that pussy… give it to me until you flood my slutty little cunny daddy…”</strong>Another series of grunts followed this remark, until Tony announced his intent to cum properly. Then he pushed her legs up, affording him even more depth on his pelvic thrusts. Kayla started to scream from the moment he spewed forth his first squirt of goo until the moment he was done, completely spent yet still somehow docking his dick in and out of her like he wanted to teach her some kind of lesson. He kept this going for a bit longer, then slowed down to a halt and remained there for a tick or two. She used this brief moment to caress his cheek, then Tony rolled off her and stared up at the wooden beams of the cabin’s roof as he tried to regain his breath.<br/><br/>Kayla too was panting heavily. It was crazy how much her life and especially her sex life had changed since hooking up with the Martins. She had never experienced anything remotely like what she had done that morning. Yet each time she reached a new plateau with the two cousins, they took her to a higher level still. It was almost comical to think about returning to the fumbling and awkward boys she and her sister used to hang out with at the abandoned drive-in. She wasn’t even sure if any of them could get her off any more now that she was used to a real man like Tony. Her left hand went down and she touched her tender folds as she watched some of Tony’s goo drip out of her. He had given her another sizable load, following the one she had received eagerly in her mouth before sharing it with her sister. The taste of that one somehow still linger a bit on her lips and tongue.<br/><br/>After a few minutes of silence between them, as they got their breathing back to normal and their bodies cooled down enough to feel the sheen of sweat covering both of their skins, Tony turned to face her and his hand idly caressed her stomach and then teased her tits and nipples for a moment before he expressed admiration at her naked form besides him. She smiled and blushed a bit at the compliment, a rare expression of tenderness indeed for a man like Tony. Then he volunteered getting them some water, perhaps to pierce through the somewhat sentimental moment. She watched his muscular buttocks march off towards the kitchen and then return with a pair of plastic water bottles. She accepted hers with a thank you.<strong>“Thanks baby… I can use a drink for sure.”</strong>She unsealed and opened the bottle and took a large swig, downing over half of the contents in one go. Tony was quiet for a spell and looked at her with interest and intent as she had another few sips from her water bottle. She wasn’t aware of the fact that this was a moment he had intended for her to open up. She was still recovering, both emotionally and physically from the events of that morning.<br/>