”“Fuck her hard, Mrs. Meyers!” Sarah moaned. “The whore wants it.”“Yeah, Mom!” Britney moaned. “Ooh, she's sucking so hard on my cock....��I wanted it so badly.I nursed on Britney's dick, my tongue dancing around her shaft, while her mother drew back her hips. Her futa-shaft massaged my anal sheath. My pussy clenched, hot cum spilling out of my snatch to run down my cock and thighs. I groaned, my round boobs jiggling.Mrs. Meyers slammed back into my asshole. She buried into me with such ease. I. And just like that, after a rather perfunctory negotiation, she was slowly, tauntingly stripping the latex skin from her body for him, rolling her hips in sinuous figure-eights, caressing and cupping her tits, offering to his eyes her tight little pink nipples, her silver captive-bead nipple rings standing out blatantly. He was right, she didn't want to wait. A small crowd of silent watchers gathered in the shadows beyond the perimeter of light; she acknowledged their presence with flashing. He took off his pajamas, changed his g-string for athong, and selected a striped halter top with a pleated skirt. As hefinished changing, he heard the unmistakable sound of the Trans-Ampulling into the garage. Immediately he sprang up, bounded down thestairs, and flung open the garage door, but was only greeted by a tear-streaming figure that knocked him over as he ran by. Pamela soon emergedfrom the garage."I'm terribly sorry to have to just up and leave like that, sweetums, butyour brother. Michelle was frozen to the spot. Her father had her panties in his other hand and they were at his face. He was grunting into them while breathing rapidly, obviously smelling at the crotch.Then a final burst of violent speed from his hand, pulling fiercely on his cock. She heard him softly moaning and then her father was taking the crotch of her panties between his lips; and she saw the white juices shooting out of his cock as he grunted.Michelle knew that her father was completing and that she.