Ally pulled her dress up to her hips and she jumped on the table, spread her legs, and guided my rock-hard cock into her warm velvet folds. I didn’... stop until I was all the way in. She moaned as I started fucking her relentlessly, her legs wrapped around me and I held onto the table so we could keep our balance. Ally rubbed her clit as I kept thrusting in her.“Ally, I have never wanted or loved you more than I do now.”“Fuck me, Bret. I love you too. I’m cumming. I’m cumming,” she cried. Maggie was standing under her mother, at the spot where she can look up inside her mother’s dress, when Bart said to his mother: “Mom, I need the bathroom as I need to pee.” Marge said; “Honey, I love you to be here…but I have something instead.” Marge rushed to kitchen and came back with a large metal bowl container. Marge said; “Honey, pee into this.” Marge held her son tight as he peed as hard as he can. Marge slid her hands under Bart’s jacket and around his waist. She and Bart kissed. “I gotta get the phone,” I said between kisses. “Fuck that- let it ring!” I broke away from dad and went into the bedroom to see who was calling as he followed me in. Mom’s name and number were on the caller ID. “It’s mom!” I told him. “Go ahead, pick it up!” he said in an annoyed tone. I picked up the phone and mom spoke in her usual cheerful voice. If she knew what was going on here, she would not be happy at all. As I am talking with her, dad is sucking on my nipples. “Yeah mom, everything. She struggled and squirmed, but only ended up rubbing herself against him harder. Then he began to use his mouth, twirling her nipple with his tongue. She couldn't resist any longer. Hooking her legs around behind his, she ground herself against his cock. She wanted it inside her so badly that she was determined to push it through the two intervening layers of denim. She strained her arms against the cuffs, her chest was heaving when he bit down on her nipple. Her scream echoed throughout the.