The small young girl on the bottom, her tongue flicking in and out of her mother’s welcoming pussy, occasionally flicking her clit, each time bringi...g a loud moan. We could see our daughter’s fingertip had pressed inside her mother’s ass as she brought her to a climax. My wife was slurping at the young pussy and soon our daughter was writhing on the bed in her own orgasm.I felt my own cum rising again, I was stroking my cock as fast as I could, in the position I was in. Sid twisted her head,. " Her cunt felt completely removed from her body, as if it were all there were to her... one wide, throbbing, wonderfully satisfied cunt!Billy's head bobbed up and down and rolled from side to side, like that of a nuzzling animal, and he became slowly more savage, sucking the loose folds of flesh into his mouth and nibbling at them almost cruelly, driving Laura half wild with his mad lust. Grunting and groaning, he gasped for breath as he continued to attack her yielding pussy. It was so. Her husband traveled for work and was often not even home every weekend. When Chrissie wasn’t out at bars picking up guys she and Florence were together in her house drinking and I think doing some girl-girl fun things although I never witnessed them. Chrissie was just as horny when she got home from Florence’s house as from the bars so I suspect there was some nice lesbian action going on there.Florence’s dau***ers were gorgeous with nice boobs and great asses that I always admired. They are. Friday after work, Cindy met me in the South parking lot behind OCLC and joined me in the front seat of my already vintage 1985 Oldsmobile Cutlass 442. Though not a b**st like its older big brothers, my six-cylinder 442 still had enough sex appeal to turn some heads. Its lines were classic. In short, it was a vintage beauty… sort of reminding me of Cindy herself. Little did I know that both of these vintage beauties would be taking me for a ride tonight.Our first stop was the Dub Pub… a local.