He kissed all the way down her stomach and slid her panties off. It was a gorgeous pussy. Cleanly shaven. Pink, and wet with excitement. He kissed, li...ked and nibbled all around it. "Ooh, Eric. Please. Don't tease me." With that request, he couldn't say no. He took her clit between his lips and sucked on it lightly. "More baby!" His tongue started to flick up and down and he sucked harder on her. He then thrust two fingers into her, feeling how ready she was to be fucked. She screamed for more. A naughty tremble raced through me. A depraved idea. I pumped away a few times, driving Mrs. Albertson wild, then ripped my girl-dick out of her snatch. I moved it up and up, past Janice's cunt.I placed it against her asshole. Thrust.“Holy shit, Becky!” Janice moaned as I sank my cock into her bowels. “You wicked futa, yes!”Her asshole writhed about my cock. As I plunged into her velvety bowels, my cock lubed by her mother's cunt, her orgasm surged through her body. She spasmed atop her mother. My hard rod found the back of her throat as she slid down while holding my hairy root. Vibrations filled the spongy entrance to her throat as she moaned her delight at having taken my cock. “Fuck in hell!” I murmured, as I listened to the soft muted moans of her pleasure as she sawed her mouth up and down my shaft like a porn star. “This is so wrong!” The mouth disappeared. “I’m doing it wrong?” Angela asked, fear in her teenage eyes. “Oh God, no. You’re doing it perfectly.” Angela looked. Her mother was another matter, as she had never gotten along with Hannah. By contrast, Dear Old Dad was very close in her affections and always had a special place in her heart (it didn’t hurt that he had an impressive dick, either).Mordechai Rosenstein was apparently very well-endowed, something that his late wife (Hannah’s mother) resented. This was especially true as it led him to banging more than a few ladies (what was he to do when his own wife wouldn’t sleep with him at all after Hannah.