It was hard to believe that it was only three days ago when she'd been snooping around her daughter's room. Normally, she wouldn't have given Amy's baton a second glance, but now there seemed to be something odd about it. One of the rubber bulbs was slightly discolored, while the other was almost snow-white.
Wondering idly why that should be, the curious woman picked it up and examined it. The faint stain seemed to be almost in the rubber. And it certainly wasn't new. Holding it closer to her eyes, Valerie detected a familiar odor. Yes, a whiff of cunt! What in the world was pussy-juice doing on Amy's baton?
Being of a kinky disposition herself, it didn't take the hot-assed mother long to decide that her daughter might be fucking herself with it.
"The little slut…" she muttered, unwilling to overlook such blatant perversion. But the longer she looked at and handled the baton, the more her always itchy and oozy cunt tingled.
"Oh, what the hell!" Valerie sighed, and lacked the door. Quickly stripping, she spread herself on the floor, knees up and parted. The fat, hairy lips surrounding her gaping cunt hung heavy with lust, and her white tits sagged off the sides of her chest. Taking the clean end of her daughter's baton, she inserted it in her cunt hole and groaned with lewd excitement. Rivers of hot cunt-juice ran from under the rubber bulb and coated the brown mouth of her asshole.
"Unghh!" Ramming the metal-shafted wand home, she grunted as her twat collapsed over the comparative emptiness behind the rubber ball. It was a strange feeling, that heavy, distended sensation deep in her seething tunnel, and almost nothing leading to it. She stroked it in and out slowly, her plump ass rolling and hunching so that she could almost hold the baton motionless and let her cunt climb and suck it happily.
"Fuck it! Fuck it!" She chanted mindlessly, her breath coming in harsh gasps as her cunt chomped on the imitation cock.
"Fuck it!"
Those were the first words her son heard when he walked into the house. At first Dave thought that his father was home, and that he'd walked into one of their private moments, but then he realized there was no car in the driveway, and that it was far too early for his dad to be home from work.
Mom's got some stud with her, he whispered to himself, and he felt a sinking in the pit of his stomach. Fearful, yet having to know who it was, he crept quietly through the house until he located the source of the disturbance. Why was his mother fucking in Amy's room?
Kneeling in front of the keyhole, the stunned teenager almost shit his pants when he saw his big-titted mother with Amy's baton a quarter of the way up her hairy cunt. Wow! Those fat, red lips were really snapping at it, too! He could imagine what they'd feel like wrapped around his cock, snapping and sucking like a nursing calf. The idea was so stimulating that he pulled out his prick and began jerking off.
His middle-aged mother's full jugs were shivering on her chest, and she was using her free hand to give those silky boobs a real working over. She rolled and mashed the spongy flesh, changing their shape, and pulled and pinched the angrily throbbing nipples.
Dave beat his fat cock harder and faster, his bulging eyes staring at the sloppy, writhing mess of his mother's baton-stuffed cunt. He could almost make out the spot where her clit hid, beneath the little folds of pink flesh at the top of her sparkling slit. He knew it was supposed to be real sensitive, like a miniature cock, and he wondered why she wasn't rubbing it.
He sure would if he had the chance! The way her cunt was all slick and shiny, it really looked appetizing, and he could understand what some of his friends meant when they said some chick looked like good eatin' stuff. Dave smacked his lips. His mother was sure good eatin' stuff! He'd sock his face right in that wet hole if she gave him the chance. But he was just dreaming. That'd never happen. She had Dad, so what could she want with another guy, let alone her own son?
But he could still dream, and he let his imagination run wild as he pumped his aching meat and watched his hot-assed mother let out a deep throated yowl of passion. He was fascinated by his mother's body-shaking orgasm, and watched wide-eyed as she slowly pulled the big rubber bulb free. Then he gasped, for she'd cupped her palm under that distended red hole and caught a handful of cunt-juice as it flowed around the baton.
What happened next made Dave blow his teenage balls right against the doorframe. His mother lifted that puddle of hot juice right up to her face, sniffed it, and then began licking it! Then she took some and smeared it all over her flopping jugs! Dave grunted and finished his own cum, but before he had a chance to clean it up, Valerie started toward the door.
Beating a hasty retreat, Dave got out of sight just before Amy's bedroom door opened. Valerie looked around, saw nothing, and went back inside to dress and wait for her daughter.
Dave ran back and wiped up the cream dripping down the doorframe. Then he stayed out of sight and waited, wondering if anything more would happen. A few minutes later the front door opened and he heard his sister's footsteps.
When Amy saw her mother waiting for her with her arms folded across her enormous chest, she knew there'd be trouble.
"Where've you been?" Valerie demanded loudly.
"Just walking with Tommy," Amy replied, surprised. "Why?"
"Does he have filthy habits, too? Do you compare cums?"
Amy felt her cheeks grow hot. Her mother never talked that way. Either she knew or suspected about the baton.
"What?" she asked, deciding the safest course was playing dumb. Maybe her mother didn't really know anything.
"You heard me! Does Tommy stick his fingers up your cunt? Or does he stick something else up it!"
Now Amy was really frightened. She'd never heard her mother use such language. She didn't know what was going to happen, but it definitely wasn't going to be a pleasant experience.
"Nobody's ever touched me!" Amy declared, and she was being truthful.
"You touch yourself enough for all your friends!" Valerie snapped. "I saw your baton today, and I smelled what was on it, so don't bother denying it?"
But the girl did deny it, and continued denying it as her outraged mother dragged her to the bed.
"You never had this stuck up your cunt, oh?" Valerie asked, waving the baton under her daughter's nose.
"No!" Amy lied, almost in tears.
"Liar! Get your clothes off! Strip! Now!"
Trembling, wondering if her mother was going to beat her, the pretty girl pulled off the last of her underclothes and stood naked in the center of the room.
"Now get on the bed!"
Sobbing with fear and tremendously embarrassed, Amy kept her legs tightly together.
Valerie reached down and yanked them apart, exposing the reddened, pouting folds of her daughter's cunt. The slightly open little mouth of her pussy pinched shut as Valerie stared at it.
"That thing's bigger than mine, and I've had two kids!" the furious mother yelled, slapping her daughter's face with the flat of her hand.
"Aghh!" Amy twisted onto her stomach as her mother's anger overflowed, and Valerie began spanking the teenager's tender ass with all her strength.
"You little slut! Fucking yourself with a baton!" And Amy screamed again, twisting on the bed in an attempt to escape her mother's assault.
Valerie threw herself on her daughter, trying to grab an arm or a leg to hold her down for her beating. At last the mother's superior weight and strength triumphed, but she knew she had been in a struggle. The neck of her flimsy blouse was torn where Amy had grabbed it, and her skirt was riding low on her full hips.
"Fight me, will you?" she snarled. "I'll give you the baton! I'll give you so Goddam much of it you'll never want to see another baton as long as you live!"
And, still holding the quaking girl's arm, she reached down and grabbed the baton off the floor. Laying it on the bed, she made Amy stand in front of a low-backed chair and bend over and grasp the rungs between its legs. Then she tied her daughter's hands there. Amy felt the wooden back press her belly.
"Mom! Ohhh, Mom, no!" Amy sobbed, afraid of what her berserk mother might do.
Valerie ignored her daughter's pleas and tied her ankles to the chair legs. Now Amy's plump ass was the highest part of her body, quivering and tensing in the air. Beneath it, the dark curls of her pussy were wet, mute testimony that the young girl couldn't help but be turned on by fear, pain and degradation, even at the hands of her own mother.
"Now, you little bitch," Valerie said, dragging the rubber bulb through the girl's dripping pussy. "Let's see how much of this little twirler you can take!"
And she rammed thefat, wet tip as hard as she could against the tiny, unprepared ring of her daughter's virgin asshole.
"Gahhhh!" Amy's tortured cry echoed throughout the house, and grated Dave's bone. He kept his eye at the keyhole, unable to believe what he saw. The rubber bulb caught briefly, very briefly, before the weight of his mother's thrusting arms and shoulders drove it up his sister's asshole.
"Nuhhhhh…" The girl gave a long, anguished groan as her bowels were rearranged, and then the baton was pulled out just as fast as it had been shoved in. Again, the bulb caught on Amy's ring, then snapped through with an obscene slurp.
With barely a pause between her movements, Valerie drove it back inside until nearly half of the metal shaft had been swallowed. Amy screamed soundlessly, for there was no more air left in her lungs. The baton was pulled back out. Again there was a loud sucking noise. Then back in it went. Again and again.
Alter a few minutes of this, Amy was moaning low and continuously, and the baton was making easy entrances and exits. The girl's bung gaped widely, emitting loud gurgling noises, and letting air escape with loud farts with every plunge of Valerie's arms.
The angry mother was growing tired. Her arms and shoulders ached. And, almost as quickly as it had erupted, her anger drained, leaving her feeling ashamed and fearful of what she had done.
She stared in horror at the baton in her hands, then at Amy's asshole. Oh, God, it looked dangerously enlarged. Valerie knew assholes could take a lot of stretching and still snap back to their regular tightness with rest, but she wondered if Amy's had reached the point of no return.
"Oh, God!" She cried. "What have I done? Oh, Amy, sweetheart, I didn't mean to hurt you this way!" And she hurried to untie her pitiously moaning child.
Amy tottered and would have fallen if her mother hadn't caught her. Valerie laid her daughter on the bed, on her back, until Amy groaned and rolled over onto her stomach.
"Oh, Mom, my ass is on fire. It hurts so much!"
"Maybe – maybe soaking in a tub of warm water'll help," Valerie suggested, worried not only for her child's sake, but for her own. Ben was due home soon, and he'd kill her if he learned what she'd done to his little girl!
Quickly drawing some water, she carried her daughter to the bathroom and gently lowered her into the tub. Amy cried as the warm water hit her distended bung and flowed inside the stretched tube of her shit-chute.
"Please, honey," Valerie pleaded, "say you'll forgive me! Please say you don't hate me!"
"No, Mom, I don't hate you," Amy said, also in tears. The fear was gone, now, and only the pain remained, and she found herself feeling sorry for her mother. She was so obviously suffering from guilt over all this.
"Roll over, honey. I want to see if the swelling's going down," Valerie said.
Amy went on her knees in the tub and stuck her butt in the air. It glittered with the water running from it, and Valerie gently spread the soft cheeks. Her daughter's asshole was still large and inflamed, but the hole wasn't nearly as open as before.
She touched it lightly. "Does that hurt, honey?" she asked, running the finger in a slow circle around the ring.
"N-no, Mom," Amy gasped. "I can hardly feel it."
"How about now?" her mother asked, dipping the finger into the center of the hole and letting it sink to the second knuckle.
"Oh, no, Mom, it doesn't hurt! But please don't touch me there anymore."
"What's the matter, Amy?" Valerie was puzzled. If it didn't hurt, then why was her daughter acting so strangely? She slowly twisted and pumped the imbedded finger, and Amy moaned.
"Oh, Mom! I… I can't help it! I like it, it feels good! I'm awful sensitive back there."
"There, there, dear," her mother soothed her. She continued to run her finger in and out of her daughter's ass. "I guess I owe you some pleasure after all the pain I just caused you," she said thoughtfully.
"Tell me, honey, can you cum from my doing this?"
"N-no, it just helps, ahhhh… to build me up, make it, ahh better!"
"Just stay there," Valerie said, finding herself in the grip of a strange desire to see her little girl have an orgasm.
"Do you want me to rub you off, dear?" she asked, pistoning a second finger alongside the first in Amy's shitter. "I, I don't mind…"
"Oh, yes, Mom! Yes!" Amy cried, thrilled by the thought of her own mother playing with her pussy. Her hips rocked in the tub, sloshing the bath water.
"Oh!" Valerie cried as she was splashed. She wiped her face.
"Sorry, Mom," Amy groaned, wriggling her plump butt to meet her mother's plunging fingers. "I can't help it!" She looked at her mother. "Why don't you take your clothes off before they get soaked?"
Valerie was quick to follow this suggestion, Amy noted, as she enviously eyed her mother's thrusting tits and soft, trembling asscheeks.
"Let me get in with you, dear," Valerie said breathlessly, tingling hotly under her daughter's eyes.
The hot-cunted mother sat in the tub with her knees raised and parted so that Amy could kneel with her hands between them, her cute asscheeks facing Valerie. The teenager wriggled anxiously, her ass and clit itching for stimulation, and her pouting, curly-ringed little pussy dripping with more than bath water as she anticipated the cum her mother had promised.
Valerie tugged on her daughter's hips until her ass was positioned over her head and she was gazing into the pink trench.
"Amy, did a boy ever put his cock up your cunny?"
"Oh, no, Mom! I'm still technically a virgin, don't worry." And she giggled. "Tommy wanted to, but I wouldn't let him."
The big-titted woman sighed with relief. At least she didn't have to worry about her little girl getting pregnant.
"Ahhhh…" Amy sighed, feeling her mother's fingers slip back inside her asshole.
With her first two fingers up Amy's ass, Valerie's thumb made little circles over the wet, hanging folds surrounding her daughter's pink pussyhole. As she watched her thumb slide back and forth across that sexy hole, the hot-assed mother was forced to acknowledge her own lust.
"Oh, baby," Amy heard her mother sigh. "I'm awful, but I can't help loving this!"
"My clitty, Mom! Touch my clitty!"
And as Amy gyrated under her mother's talented fingers, she couldn't help staring at the hairy gash beneath her face. Her mother's cunt looked so much bigger, so much bushier, than her own, and she wondered if it felt the same.
Sliding her forearms under her mother's plump upper thighs, Amy gave in to the urge to explore. Her view was distorted by the rippling water, but her fingers gripped and stretched Valerie's thick, pink lips.
"Ahhh! Oh, Amy!" Valerie cried as she felt her daughter's fingers on her cunt. "You shouldn't…"
But whatever else she was going to say was lost as the excited girl shoved her hands under her mother's cushiony ass and tugged upward. Valerie instinctively lifted her hips and Amy's head descended.
"Ahhh, God!" Valerie cried, shuddering at the sudden heat surrounding her cunt-flesh. The heat spread from her twitching clit down to her quaking, creaming hole. It was her daughter's mouth and tongue!
Amy licked and sucked her mother's pussy hungrily. The flavor, at first diluted by the bath water, was getting stronger, more womanly, not much different then the way Amy herself smelled when she was hot.
Valerie briefly thought of resistance, but with the first electric touch of tongue to clit, she sank lower in the tub, raising her legs and ass, and with her free hand pulled the plug. Then she moaned, feeling the soft tongue sinking deeper into her steaming hole, and gently probed Amy's tight pussy in return.
"Mom! Oh, Mom!" Amy squealed, raising her wet face. When her daughter's tongue pulled front her hole, Valerie involuntarily clamped the muscle. Hot cunt-juice oozed out and ran down the tight crack of her ass.
"Ahhh! Oh, yes eat me out! Tongue me! Awwww…"
Finally, the fire in her loins was too much for the girl. Having just her mother's fingers in her ass, and once in a while feeling her thumb stroke her cunthole and clitty was just enough to torment her, not satisfy her.
Without thinking, she lowered her ass to her mother's face.
"Uhhhh…" The excited girl groaned, feeling a nose and lips pressed into her sensitive pink slit. She ground her ass down, and within seconds Valerie's tongue was exploring her girl's cunt.
Amy's little cunny snapped at Valerie's tongue, dribbling hot juice all over it, and the woman thrust her chin up so she could locate her daughter's clitty. A strangled cry announced her success.
"Now, Mom, now!" Amy cried, churning her ass around the goosing fingers of her mother's left had. She bent down and licked deep into her mother's hole then, stabbing it and digging her fingers into her asscheeks.
Valerie was so exited by her daughter's violent climax, that her own came almost a surprise. Suddenly she was gasping, shuddering, her hips hunching as if she had a cock in her, and her cunt rippled and burned under Amy's sucking lips.
Kneeling on the other side of the bathroom door, his eye still glued to the keyhole, Valerie's son blew his wad against a doorframe for the second time that afternoon. The sides of the tub kept him from seeing everything, but Dave had seen enough to know that everyone was getting a piece of his mother's ass but him. His father, his sister, and God knew who else were all feasting on that fabulous body while he snuck around pulling his prick.
It wasn't fair! It just wasn't fair!
The horny boy watched as the two naked females slowly raised themselves from the bottom of the tub and stood up. Amy wasn't bad, but Dave was really turned on by his mother's big tits. He'd seen them earlier, but he couldn't get enough of them!
"Brrrrrrr!" Amy shivered as the water cooled, and she was hugged by her mother. Dave drooled as his mother's big jugs squeezed out between the two.
Then they were drying each other and he heard his mother ask Amy if she was still excited. When the girl nodded, Valerie said, "I'd never have the nerve to show this to anyone else, but since you've been getting your kicks with a baton, I guess you'll understand…"
And Dave ran into another room as his mother walked, still naked, into the bedroom. He saw her pull out the bottom drawer of her dresser and reach underneath it.
"I haven't used this since college," Valerie confessed, holding up a double dildo. "I mean, on someone else."
Dave's eyes bulged. The huge hunk of solid rubber was slightly curved, and as big around as his fist, and each end was a perfect duplicate of a six or seven-inch prick!
"My roommate and I used to go wild with this almost every night for three years," Valerie said. "Especially when one of our dates had left us high and dry."
"Wow!" Amy gasped. "How are we gonna use that? You gonna climb on top of me?"
"That's right, honey. But we've got to hurry. Your father will be home soon. Get down on the floor. Now pull your legs up over your head."
Amy's distended asshole shot into view beneath her cunt, still wet and slightly gaping. Valerie squatted, working one end of the double-dong into her hairy cunt. She grunted, sighed, and swallowed it to the middle, where she was stopped by a wide, circular rim covered with soft bumps.
Dave stared, fascinated, as his fat-titted mother knelt in front of his sister, the other end of the dildo standing out in front of her like his own prick.
"Hook your legs over my shoulders, honey," Valerie said as she fisted the dildo, guiding it to her daughter's eager pink pussy. They both groaned as she mounted the girl manlike, sinking the huge rubber prick deep into her twat.
"Ahhhhh!" Amy sighed, her eyes glassy, as her mother began humping against her, grinding both their cunts with the bumpy division of the double dildo.
"Like it?" Valerie asked as Amy put her arms around her cushiony ass and searched the crack.
"Ummmmm, yes!" Amy said, thrusting a finger into her sexy mother's tight shitter. Valerie groaned and mashed her clit harder as she shoved the dildo again and again into her daughter's clasping pussy.
Dave's cock ached it was so hard. The loud smacking noises Amy's cunt made as the rubber dick sailed in and out of it were driving him crazy, as was the sight of his mother's wide-spread ass with Amy's finger sunk in it.
Then he saw his mother take her full, heavy boobs and lift than to Amy's face. His sister caught them with one hand and her mouth, a huge nipple covered by each, and began twisting and sucking. Valerie squealed hastily and began hunching harder.
"Ohhhh, Mom! Cumming…" Amy groaned, her head rocking from side to side and her little body trembling.
Valerie took her daughter's face in her hands and bold it still while her hips still pumped the dildo in and out of her foaming pussy, and pressed her lips to Amy's.
Dave groaned, but stopped himself from beating his cock too long. He didn't want to shoot again. Ht had other plans, now. But he watched with tight-balled excitement as his mother and sister really kissed each other. He saw their pink tongues flashing, and saw each suck the other's in turn.
Finally, just as Amy was coming down, her mother's climax arrived. Her cunt was dripping around the imbedded rubber cock, and her clitty was sore from its constant beating, but the own rushing through her was one of the best she'd ever had. She thrashed wildly about moaning into her daughter's sucking lips. Amy wriggled the finger in her ass, tongued her mouth furiously, and humped her hips doing everything she could think of to make her mother's cum even better.
But, like all good things, it had to end, Valerie was finally drained. The double-dildo was soaking, and as it was pulled free and held up, Amy licked the half that had been in her mother's cunt. Seeing this, Valerie became so excited that she closed her mouth over the other end and gave it a few hard sucks, just to show her daughter how such she loved her.
Dave, his young mind blown by all that he had seen that day, slunk off to make his own plans. One thing was certain, now that he had seen what a hot ass his mother had, he wouldn't rest until he had fucked her. Then, maybe, if he had enough cum left in his balls, he'd let Amy blow him.
Unaware of the incestuous dreams of his family, Ben finished his shower. His rubbed his long, limp dick a bit, and thought about going back and fucking Val again, but didn't feel all that energetic. Fucking Val could really take a lot out of a guy, he thought wryly. She really needed two or three guys to keep her satisfied, he knew, and suspected that she fingered herself a lot. But he never had the slighest fear that she'd cheat on him. Not Val.
So he put his robe on and went into the dimly-lit living room. Amy was watching an old movie, and the sight of her long, white thighs sticking out from her pink baby dolls made him slightly uncomfortable. After all, he shouldn't be admiring his own daughter's adolescent body!
He sat as far away from her as was possible in the room, in an easy chair to one side of the television set. It wasn't until he was settled down that he realized that Amy was facing him and that her dark, turgid nipples were visible as they pressed against her sheer top. She was completely naked under her baby-dolls.
Sweat broke out on Ben's forehead, and he felt a tightening in his hairy nuts. Oh, shit, he thought, staring at her plump tits from under his lashes, she'll give me a hard-on, soon and then he noticed the smudge of her cunt-hair under her nighty.
Ben swallowed hard and tried to think of some way to tell her to dress and sit a bit more modestly when she casually hooked one leg across the arm of her chair. His eyes dropped and fastened on the loveliest sight he'd seen since he was a teenager.
Amy's pink, pouting pussy, barely covered by a sprinkling of dark curls was in full view. Beneath it, her flattened asscheeks looked tender and tempting. He sucked in his breath and shut his eyes to the seductive sight, praying for strength. But even then he saw his daughter's naked crotch, saw her snug-looking puffed ridges of pink flesh. He licked his lips, his eyes still closed, as his imagination supplied what his eyes could not.
He realized that his cock was hard under his robe and slowly raised his eyelids a bit, hoping in the dim light Amy wouldn't notice his hot, flushed face. But she was no longer looking at the TV screen. Now she had her face turned toward his lap, and she wore an open-mouthed, bug-eyed expression!
Ben was dismayed to realize that it was the huge lump under his robe that had attracted Amy's glance. She probably thought he was asleep and having an erotic dream, he told himself. She couldn't realize that it was her own body that had turned him on. But… what was she doing now?
The shamefully excited father watched fearfully at his lovely young daughter quietly tip-toed toward him, her eyes staring at his tented robe. He knew just from the way it felt that his bloated cock head was pulsing, jerking under the material.
"Oh my God!" He heard Amy whisper, and then she was standing over him, so close that he could smell her freshness and sense the warmth of her body.
"Dad? Dad?" She whispered, almost in his ear. Ben couldn't have answered her even if he'd wanted to. His heart was in his throat. His mind was being flooded with conflicting, but very strong, emotions. Amy was kneeling now, her eyes on his lap, and her hands hovered, trembling, over the fold in his robe.
"Oh, Jeez!" He heard her whisper. "I… I've jut got to see it. Oh, please, God, don't let him wake up!"
Ben nearly died when he heard his innocent little girl uttered such a prayer. And then he saw her hands grab the part in it robe and peel it to one side. His cock snapped up, swinging back and forth, its flared head dripping pre-cum.
"My God!" Amy choked, awed by the magnificence of her father's cock. She looked up at his face, then returned her gaze to his towering, curving prick.
Her fingers approached it, hovering indecisively. Ben watched horrified, but unable to wake now without deeply embarrassing them both, and perhaps bringing into the open an issue which their emotions could handle better if he pretended to be asleep.
Amy's soft, delicate fingers curled suddenly around his hot, damp prick, and she heard her father groan in his sleep. Looking closely at the meaty cock in her hand, the horny girl began to fondle and caress it. Inexpertly at first, but well enough to drive Ben crazy. Her other hand crept under the large, hairy pouch containing his fat balls and lifted it in her soft palm.
Jiggling those spongy eggs lightly, thrilled by their sweaty weight, Amy continued sliding the loose skin covering her father's blood-filled shaft up and down. Ben couldn't hold still. He shifted and mumbled, as if dreaming, and his legs stretched straight out before him, his ass on the edge of the easy chair and his head thrown back.
Amy's fist, now well-greased by his dripping pre cum, slid up and down on her father's cock with long, powerful strokes. Then she sensed the large nuts in her cupping palm pulling away, drawing up to tightly hug the root of his straining cock. Oh, Jeez! She had to quit or he'd cum. She may never have handled a cock before, but she'd heard plenty about them from her girl friends, who regularly gave hand jobs to the boys they dated.
"Oh, shit!" she exclaimed, and Ben was, surprisingly, almost more shocked at his daughter's language than he was by her lewd handling of his cock. Then Amy did something which shocked him even more.
Releasing his cock, an act which caused her father hidden agony, Amy lifted her short nighty with one hand and, with the other, cupped her soaking little cunny. Grinding her clitty with the heel of her hand, she strummed her pouting, rubbery little pussylips with her fingers.
"Ummmmm," the girl sighed with her rapidly mounting pleasure. The undetected fondling of her father's huge cock had excited her so much that she was about to cum with a minimum of pussy-whipping. Her mouth fell open and she sighed sexily, staring at Ben's painfully pulsing, leaking prick.
Ben gritted his teeth and stared into the hidden recesses of his daughter's pink, creaming slit. Amy begun to pant, her breath coming faster and heavier, and her fingers stirred and rubbed her cunt energetically.
When Amy's hips began to jerk and her thighs began to tremble, Ben's nuts drew up tight and the tip of his cock began to burn. Then he watched his daughter in the throes of orgasm, her neck taut and her eyes rolling as she tried to muffle her grunts of pleasure. She took a final look at his prick, then dropped her nighty and ran from the room.
Ben sighed with relief. He'd thought he was going to blow his wad right in her face. With the pressure built up in his trembling balls, the jism would have jumped at least two or three feet in the air.
He, too, almost ran from the living room. Valerie was going to get that third fuck, after all!
"Val! Val!" He cried.
Dave jumped off his mother and hid behind the opening door just in time. His father left the door opening effectively hiding the frightened teenager, and waved his hard cock over his wife's startled fate.
"My God!" Dave heard his mother exclaim. "What have you been doing, jerking off?"
"Shut up and tell me where you want it. Your mouth or your cunt? Quick!"
A flash of thrilled depravity shot through Val as she realized her son was going to watch his father dump his wad in her.
"How about this way?" Valerie said, gripping her husband's cock and kneeling before him with her mouth open. Her heavy tits hung and swayed.
"Yeah," Ben grunted, tightening his asscheeks as Val held her face away from his cockhead and began pumping the shaft furiously. "We haven't done this in years, Val!" Ben gasped, arching his back with pleasure.
A few seconds later he grunted and spewed a string of white cum right in Valerie's open mouth. Ben watched his wife with excited eyes as she pumped hard on his prick and kept her face perfectly still as he emptied his balls.
"Mmmmmmm," Dave heard his mother mumble, and saw the pearly cum jump from his father's throbbing cock and land on her outstretched tongue.
"Oh, yeah! Eat my cum, baby!" Ben groaned, and dribbled the rest onto the top of her fist.
Valerie swallowed with a loud gulp, making sure her son heard, and then made Ben go and wash himself. Dave winked at her as she licked the cum from her fingers, and darted out the door before his father returned.