Bob Wallace: Sucking daughter, bucking horse

Patsy's breath was ragged, noisy. Her chest heaved, her fleshy tits flopping all over. She kept her legs wide apart. Ass humping, hips twisting, she jammed her cunt repeatedly into Cissy's torturous mouth.

"Tongue me!" Patsy howled. Her face turned red and her eyes glowed with the fire Cissy's mouth had created inside her pussy. "Tongue me deep!"

Cissy finally obeyed. She plunged her tongue in deep and got a big surprise – no cherry! Her lust made it impossible to think, only act. She plunged her tongue into Patsy's pussy again. Deep lunging stabs with her tongue had Patsy whimpering gratefully.

"Yes… yes… yes," Patsy wailed. "Ooooo, now you're cooking. You're doing fine."

Patsy's blue eyes dilated with lust, the shining blue a thin ring around a pearl of black. She used her cunt muscles, desperately trying to capture Cissy's wonderful tongue. "Ewwwwww," she moaned. Cissy's slippery tongue and her own slippery pussy made it impossible.

Cissy kept her tongue deep inside Patsy's pussy, enjoying the hot milking muscles that tried to take it prisoner. She explored as cunt juice flowed over her tongue, into her mouth, over her lips. She pressed her tongue into the cushiony walls. It was exciting. She reamed deep, the heat searing her wet, rubbery tongue.

Arms spread, Patsy pounded the floor. "Ohhhh you're great. Oooooo… keep tonguing me." Her face filled with joy and flushed with passion. Her pussy contracted, failing again to take Cissy's tongue prisoner.

Cissy, completely involved with what she was doing, skimmed her hands over Patsy's hot, trembling body. She kneaded her belly, her twisting hips. She found the cheeks of Patsy's jiggling ass and began to claw the soft, pliant meat.

Patsy went in to a twisting fit. Her cunt was stuffed with Cissy's tongue and her ass was being scratched with sharp, catlike claws. Her eyelids fluttered. She rocked her hips back and forth, moaning in pleasure as the younger girl tongued her into ecstasy.

Cream flowed into Cissy's mouth. She worked her tongue around the puffy folds, lapping at the oozing flow. She was dazed, drunk on the succulent-tasting juice that constantly flowed from Patsy's body.

Patsy clawed the floor. She brought hands to her own sizzling flesh. Nails clawed up her heaving rib cage and found her jiggling tits. She mangled them, her nails digging into the supple meat of her tits.

"Ahhhhh! Ahhhh! You're the best!"

Cissy creamed. Hearing Patsy scream was heaven. She was making it happen.

Patsy's back arched. Her clit had mashed into Cissy's teeth. An ocean of cum gushed from her pussy as the muscles contracted violently. It drenched Cissy's face, flooded her mouth and nose.

Cissy lapped it up and swallowed it like a starving kitten. What she didn't swallow coated her face and dribbled down her chin and the cheeks of Patsy's jiggling ass. It was hot on her lips and tongue, sweet to the taste.

Patsy had to cum. Her sanity depended on it. Cissy's teasing tongue was only driving her mad. She needed more. Her face flushed.

"Bite me! Bite my fucking cunt!"

Cissy heard and responded. She took a deep suck and Patsy screamed. With her mouth filled with cream and pussy meat, she chewed, sending Patsy off on a wild joyride. She chewed, her teeth nipping, tormenting the sensitive flesh of Patsy's pussy.

Patsy's ass thudded against the floor. Cissy's teeth had taken her close to the elusive orgasm she needed. "Keep chewing. Ooooooo, don't stop!"

Cissy, choking on the flowing cream, continued to suck and chew like an enraged animal. With Patsy's pussy lips in her mouth, she mashed them between her teeth, sucked them hard and was rewarded by an earth-shattering scream.

Patsy bucked. Her hands still mauled her own tits. "I'm creaming!" She hovered at the peak, but was unable to go over. She needed more. Passion raged like an out of control fire in her pussy. Eyes fixed on the ceiling, she went into spasms. Drool came from her mouth and her tongue hung out. Panting gasping breaths gushed from her lungs. Her climax was just beyond her reach.

"My clit," Patsy yelled. "Bite my clit." She began to shake, knowing that once Cissy's teeth touched her blood-gorged clit it would take her into climax. "Bite it the fuck off!"

Cissy found Patsy's hard, pulsing clit. She snagged it between her teeth and sucked. Cream drenched her mouth. She sucked again.

"Yesssss," Patsy hissed. "Now bite it… ooooo, use your teeth!" She bucked wildly against Cissy's mouth.

Cissy, with Patsy's clit in her mouth, went berserk. She chewed it, sucked it, whipped it with her tongue. Jerking her head from side to side, she lashed her tongue over the tiny sex button, almost wrenching it from Patsy's twisting body. She blended the exquisite sensations with her sucking, tonguing, chewing.

"Oooooooo, I'm there. I'm there!" Patsy clawed the air, her tits flopping and her ass whacking into the floor.

Cissy doubled her frenzied attack on the vulnerable piece of sensitive flesh. Cum flowed between her clenching teeth, filled her mouth, choked her. It rushed into her nose. She refused to release it.

"I'm creaming. My Christ! I'm cumming, Cissy. Don't stop! Don't stop!"

Patsy was hysterical. Her head snapped from side to side. Her eyes bulged, almost popping from their sockets. Cum flowed from her cunt. It dribbled down her ass and formed an ever-widening puddle under her humping ass. "I'm creaming… ahhhhhh!"

Cissy was amazed. It was her mouth doing this to the older girl. It made her crazy. She chewed harder and was rewarded with more cream. She sucked deeper and received more bubbling screams. She whipped her tongue with more frenzied slaps and got back in return a wild gyrating twisting body that constantly crashed into her mouth.

Patsy convulsed in bliss. Orgasms racked her body. Hot jolts caromed through her cunt. She lifted her head. "Ooooo, Cissy!"

Every inch of Patsy's body was moving – twisting hips, flopping tits, thrashing legs, pounding fists. She arched her back, bucking her hips. "Aghhhhhh!"

Cissy rode the full fury of the storm. She never backed off. She kept her mouth plastered to Patsy's pussy and never stopped torturing her exposed clit. She was gagging, choking on more cum than she ever thought a girl could cream.

A convulsive shudder enveloped Patsy. She lifted her legs high, slapped them back on the floor, trembled and froze in a moment of pleasure, then collapsed.

Cissy eased up her relentless attack. She released Patsy's clit and began long sweeping love strokes with her tongue. She lapped at Patsy's spent pussy. The oozing cum now trickled instead of gushed from inside her. She moaned as she raised her head. Her face glistened with cum.

"Did I please you?"

"Yes," Patsy gasped between breaths. "You certainly did."

A knock at the door brought Patsy out of her dazed, sated stupor. "Yes?" she gasped.

The door opened. Margie came in smiling. She looked down at Patsy and Cissy. "Everything's ready."

"Great," Patsy moaned, easing herself up off the floor. "Cissy's ready too."

"I can see that," Margie said, drooling as she stared at the trembling young blonde. "She looks ready to explode."

"I am." Cissy said, her eyes fuzzy, her eyes covered with Patsy's cum. "I'm burning up."

Patsy winked. "She's dynamite. The four of us will have some great parties."

"Not to mention the ones with you-know-who." Margie added.

"Who's that?" Cissy moaned, staggering to her feet.

"You'll find out." Patsy said. "Let's go."

"Shouldn't I get dressed first?" Cissy hesitated.

"It would be a waste of time." Patsy said, taking her arm. "There's no one around, let's go."

Patsy and Cissy, both naked, ran across to the barn, their tits bouncing and their asses jiggling. Margie gathered up their clothes and followed, joining them in the barn where Trudy was waiting.