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Carly's Story

... mouth open, shaping her scream that came out silent.

I fucked her. Hard. Ramming my cock into her bowels rapidly, her pushing her ass toward me, fucking me back and matching my pace, achieving a nirvana-like state. I quickly started building my own climax, and soon I was spewing my cum inside Carly's hole, filling her up with my warm seed, Carly having reached her own climax for a second time.

After my cock slid out of her, she rolled over on her back and looked up at me, eyes dazed, her cum all over her stomach.

"What... the fuck... was that?" She gasped, still trying to catch her breath.

I smiled, catching my own. "That was fun," I said, leaning over and kissing her.

We got up and got into the shower together. As I washed her, she still had that dazed smile on her face. "Did you like that?" I asked her.

"God, Jason. That was... so intense. You had me built up so much I came instantly," she said weakly.

"You're welcome," I said, grinning up at her.

We got out of the shower and as we were getting dressed, Carly text her mom to tell her we were coming over, after she got her reply, we were out the door.

"Mom's making lunch for us," Carly said, walking through the hotel lobby and holding my hand.

"Good, I just worked up an appetite!" I said.

Carly grinned sideways at me, and I winked at her. "I'm starving," she said.

Lunch was great, her mother had a real knack in the kitchen. After we ate our fill, we moved into the living room, and I ...

... noticed that the conversation between the two women flowed easily, and was pleasant.

Mistakes had definitely been made in Carly's youth, and into young adulthood. But Carly accepted that her father truly was the wedge that drove her and her mother apart, her mother seeing nothing at the time but an impossible situation. They were both thrilled at the aspect of reforming their relationship, and were optimistic about their future.

"Carly, I spoke with your aunt this morning," Laura said. Her father didn't have any living relatives, but her mother had a younger sister, who lived in Virginia with her husband and children.

Laura glanced at me before she continued, and I acknowledged that she had already began doing what I asked of her, seeing if other family members eventually be welcomed to Carly's life again.

"Wow, I probably haven't seen them since I started high school," Carly admitted.

"I'm sorry if I overstepped. But your Aunt Katy and I have been talking about twice a week for the last few years. She knew about the trouble with you and your father, but I never got much into it after that. It wasn't something I wanted to talk about.

Anyway, I told her that my daughter, Carly had come home. She was really happy to hear it. I'm going to talk to her a little more about it and if she embraces who you are today instead of who you were as a child, would you be willing to see her at some point?"

"I think I'd really love that," Carly said.

By the time the ...