“I’m coming in our little girl’s ass.”“Fill it up, Baby,” Mom said between licks. “Then give me your cock.”I could feel Dad’s dick t...robbing inside me. I was so proud that I had handled such a thorough ass fucking my very first time. But I also knew that meant Matt’s turn was next, and I was uneasy about having his substantially larger prick in my behind, which had started feeling a little sore already.When Dad was done, he finally pulled out and fed his drained cock to Mom. I was stunned to. He luvingly licks and sucks my manhood as it empties itself of my joy juice. He swallows it all. Can't have Lucy seeing cum stains on the sheets can we :)Afterwards, we are all resting, huddled together on the bed and Travis says "do you want to hear about the blow job I got on my fishing trip?" "Hell yes" we both reply!"When we left Saturday morning, my uncle's neighbor, Tom was also leaving to go fishing. He didn't join us in our car, he hates being a passenger, so he followed us in his. Lagatar 5 min uski chut chatne ke baad wo mere muh me hi jhad gayi. Me uska pura paani pi gaya. Aur chat chat ke uski puri chut poch dali. Usne achanak mujhe apne upar khinch liya aur mujhe hug karne lagi. Humari position aisi thi ki me uske upar tha aur humara smooch chal raha tha. Car ka airconditioner suru hone ke bavajood hume garmi ho rahi thi. mene ab dhire dhire uske boobs masalne suru kar diye. Uske boobs jyada bade to nahi the lekin hath me aa rahe the. Fir usne mujhe lip lock de diya.. Focus. Determination. Maybe when she was finished with the race she’d tattoo those two words on her arm as a personal reward. And maybe cross-stitch them on a pillow, too. If she knew how. Her favorite route, the hilliest and most challenging one of course, took her through a neighborhood typical of unbridled yuppie growth, burgeoning thirtysomething affluence, and suburban sprawl. The ‘starting from the 400s’ two-story transitional homes each sat on a fifth of an acre, their close quarters.