Clinton pumped my asshole real hard, in and out of me so fast that my whole body shook with each violent stroke. But then, bit by bit, the pain revert...d into pleasure. And I started to move hard against both stiff dicks. My cunt was dripping wet, full of hunger for a stiff dick. But I knew both bastards only wanted to fuck me in the ass…Pushing my hips back against Clinton’s crotch, I trapped his whole length deep in my anus. He held me firmly by my hips and then I sensed his throbbing dick was. Like all my daughters, Wendy was tall for her age. The skirt barely covered her pudenda. She was wearing a tie matching her skirt and a blazer that matched the main color of her skirt. She wore white knee socks with patent leather Mary Jane shoes, but her shoes had four-inch spike heels. Wendy was carrying two bras and two pair of panties in her left hand. She held them out to me and said, “Sir, I didn’t know if you wanted me to wear a bra and panties, and if so, did you want me to wear red or. I cupped her breasts as she unbuckled my belt, then shoving my trousers and boxers to the floor around my ankles.My cock unleashed and her hands were fondling it taking care not to make me cum. My balls ached, loaded with sperm for my wife. Kayla crawled onto the bed wearing only her black panties covered with white polka dots clinging to her full pouty lips that were quite clammy with her nectar. I could smell the scent of her arousal in the air and my finger hooked the waistband and I pulled. “Fuck her!” The command came, again pulling me back to real world. Pap and junior, both were shouting excitedly. “FUCK HER…!”I bent my body over my mother, gripped her shoulder and started moving my boner in and out of her dripping pussy, pumping my hips rhythmically. With every pull my cock was moving almost out of her cunt and with every thrust it was again immersed into mother’s divine pit. With every stroke I could feel mother’s cunt releasing and contracting around my throbbing shaft and.