Sally Simpson - Hot family action

Tears welled up in her eyes; her cunt churned and spasmed, the muscles contracting hard. Pussy juice flowed down her fuck tube, soaked her panties, and began streaming down her thigh. The smell of the rich, tangy cunt cream filled her nostrils, and she wondered nervously if the other two had picked up a whiff of it. But they were still deep in conversation it was safe for her to go ahead and bring herself off.

Savagely, she knuckled her bruised, pulsing cut, and as the hot pangs of excitement came faster and harder, her eyes glazed over and her breathing became shallow and raspy. Her thighs began shaking uncontrollably, and her heart felt as if it would explode from her chest.

And then it happened a great blast of intense pleasure shafted through her cunt and clit. setting them on fire with sensation. Felicia' s eyes rolled up in their sockets, and her face and neck turned a bright red. She rocked back and forth on her ass, delirious with relief and pleasure.

At last it was over. She was breathing hard and fast, little twinges of excitement still gripping her cunt as she came down from her bliss filled high. Now the other two took notice of her.

"You O.K., hon?" Dave asked her suddenly. "You looked flushed."

"Oh it's nothing. I do feel a little hot, though. Think I'll clear off the table."

Briskly, she stood up and began collecting the dirty dinner dishes. A little unsteady on her feet, she made her way to the kitchen and filled the sink with hot soapy water. She tried to concentrate on doing the dishes, but it was impossible to ignore the great itch of lust that erupted again in her pulsing cunt.

"My God, I'm a maniac!" she thought as her cunt began pumping out a great river of creamy fuck juice. She pressed her thighs together, trying to relieve the burning need in her pussy.

A few minutes later, she was relieved to hear Chuck call to her: "Goin' to Sue's house, Mom. Back late," followed by the slamming of the front door. She sighed, wiping her hands on a kitchen towel, and walked out to the dining room.

Still aching with the need to feel a cock in her cunt, she thought she would simply die if she didn't get her husband to fuck her. She put on her most seductive smile and said: "Why don't you go on into the living room and put on a record, honey? I'll slip into something more comfortable and make us a couple of drinks."

David smiled at her and replied: "Mmmmm… sounds like a great idea. Don=t be too long.

Felicia went into the bedroom and slipped on a filmy rose-colored negligee. Her shapely tits with their large round areolas were clearly visible through the delicate lace of the bodice, and her dark patch of cunt hair was visible as well. She couldn't resist reaching down and squeezing the fat, meaty labes of her pussy.

She knew she looked sexy, and this aroused her even more. She could feel the thick warm juices boiling in her cunt, giving off a rich, musky odor, and she smiled with pleasure, David once told her that she should bottle that smell. But then, David had a Way of making a woman feel desirable it was one of his special talents.

She smiled to herself. She knew full well that he had a mistress in town and girlfriends in New York and Chicago. It was entirely possible, in fact, that he wasn't going on a business trip at all next week. He might simply have decided to shack up with his mistress for a few days Shelley, she thought the girl's name was and had made up the story of the business trip as an alibi. He'd done it many times before, and she'd never let on that she knew about it.

She waltzed into the living room toward the bar, and David let out a wolf whistle. "Wow! You look great, hon. What's the special occasion?"

She smiled playfully as she poured the drinks. "Does there have to be a special occasion? If you must know, I'm feeling really horny tonight I want to feel that great big cock of yours inside me."

He smiled back at her. She noticed that his prick was already beginning to stiffen in his pants, and that excited her. She was still a plenty sexy lady.

"Here we go," she said, handing him his drink and then slipping down into his lap, so that her thigh brushed up against the hard bulge of his cock.

She leaned down and smoothed his hair away from his ear, so she could explore it with her tongue. She knew that the gentle probing of her tongue in this sensitive area really turned her husband on, and over the years, she had become good at teasing him this way.

First, she started to nibble the meaty part of the lobe. Sighing with pleasure, David lolled his head back and closed his eyes. He ran his palm along her smooth ass, kneading the firm flesh there, letting his fingers hover around the tender area just above her ass crack.

This excited Felicia. She felt her cunt juice ooze down her thigh, her nipples hardening beneath the sheer lace. But still, she continued to tongue her husband, now turning her tongue delicately in his ear, now stabbing it in and out, in and out, in a fucking motion. He was breathing fast, his cock pushing against his fly and against Felicia's soft thigh.

She began to swirl her tongue around and around the outer and then the inner curve of David's ear, suddenly stopping to poke deep inside as she exhaled through her mouth, her breath tickling him.

"Ooooh, baby, you're driving me crazy!" he groaned.

Suddenly, he grabbed her and flung her across the couch, and she squealed with pleasure and surprise, struggling to catch her breath, her tits heaving.

"God, you're beautiful," David rasped, picking up the hem of her negligee as he gazed at her pink sticky cunt. Raising the gown still higher, he folded it back, exposing her long sleek thighs. Then he took off her high-heeled slippers, tossing them aside before he began kissing the instep of her right foot.

She tossed her head back, giggling and then murmuring with pleasure. It was beyond her understanding why, when he kissed and licked at her toes, her nipples began to tingle and harden as if he were licking them.

"Ooh, David! I can't stand it, honey! Oooh, stop it!" she cried, though the last thing she wanted was for him to stop.

As usual, he paid no attention to her protests and continued to kiss and lick her foot, making his way up and around her ankle, then up her skin. Finally, he raised her leg slightly, so he could kiss the back of her knee.

"Oooh, David!" Felicia groaned, the cunt honey flowing thick and fast now. A light, dewy coating of sweat covered her body, and she could feel it trickling down between her fits, collecting in a pool by her navel.

David continued to kiss and lick and fondle her. His tongue swiped up the side of her thigh; she knew he could taste the light apricot cream she rubbed herself down with, mingled with her sweat.

He was coming closer and closer to her pussy, and though she knew he could hardly wait to dig into that sweet honey pot, he held back, knowing that his slow, steady kissing and licking rewarded them both more in the long run.

"My God, David! I can't stand it do you hear me? I can't take it! Fuck me, David! Now! Now!"

But he ignored her plea and, drawing up the sides of his tongue so the tip was pointed, he began to jab and tickle her tender, meaty cunt lips. Always, his moves were swift and light, staying clear of her pulsing, sticky cunt hole.

"You're torturing me!" Felicia growled, and she managed to prop herself up enough to reach down and place her hand at the back of his head, pushing on it, trying to force that teasing tongue of his directly into her pussy.

At last, David decided he had teased her enough and began to tongue-fuck that gorgeous, bright pink pussy of hers. In and out be stabbed his tongue, swirling it this way and that so that it brushed against the slick hot walls of her love tunnel.

"Oh, Jesus, honey!" she moaned, drawing her legs up, her thighs gently pushing in at the sides of his head.