Victoria Parker - No cherry cheerleader

"You better not do it again, Uncle Frank. I gotta get to school."

"One more time."

"No I can't."

"Please, Kelly. You jack me off real fast. Please!"

"I told you, I can't."

"I'll do anything for you, Kelly, if you [missing text]."

She liked the way he pleaded. He sat slowly stroking his cock. "I would pump you, but I gotta get to school, really, Uncle Frank."

"You know that new bike you wanted?" he whispered.

"Sure."

"I'll buy it for you if you'll jerk me."

"Gee, that's an expensive bike."

"But I'll buy it for you."

"Naw, you don't have to do that," Kelly said.

She slid over to him. She had her panties in her hand.

"No, I wanna buy the bike for you darling,"

"Well, all right, I'll jerk you off, but we gotta hurry, and you can't go squirtin' all over me either," she said.

Kelly grabbed his big prick and started jerking her little fist up and down, hammering him good. She held her panties up over the top of his prick, jiggling them on his prick-tip as she jerked.

"I wanna cum in your panties!" Frank moaned.

"That feels sooooooo good, Kelly!"

"Ooooh, yeah? I'm goin' fast as I can."

"It's beautiful!"

"You gonna cum?"

"Yeah, for you, in your panties, Kelly!"

"You gonna cum?"

"Yeah, for you, in your panties, Kelly!" Kelly draped her pink panties over his cock and pumped his load into the thin material. Gushes of chunky spunk spit into the panties as Kelly pumped like a little pro on Frank's cock.

"I love you!" he cried. "I wanna buy you that bike!"

"Yeah, buy me a new bike for beatin' you off like this in my panties, and then I'll ride it around, fuck myself off on the seat, and you can come over and lick it. You can lick the seat!"

She jerked abusively, sadistically on his long prick.

Frank shook, shuddered, spewed cream into her panties, and moaned, "Oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhooooooo!"

Kelly kept him cumming. "You'd like that! Lick my bike seat!" Frank thought he might pass out. Kelly pumped him dry, but his cock stayed hard. When Kelly finally realized he was going to keep his hard-on, she let his prick go.

"Jeez, it's still hard and stuff!" she gasped. "My arm's sore from pumpin' so hard!"

"Do me some more!" Frank begged. "No, that's enough, Uncle Frank."

"One more time, pleeeez!"

"No, take me to school. You can come by at noon. Maybe I can sneak out during lunch and masturbate you in the car real fast for a few minutes."

"Oh, yes, yes! Wonderful! I'll be there!"

Kelly handed him her cum-soaked pink panties. "You wanted these?"

"Yes!"

"God, I'll have to walk around school all day with my pussy right up there, easy to see and stuff," Kelly said.

Kelly sat with her mom at the kitchen table. She had gotten home from school late and still had on her uniform.

"I don't know how to put this, Kelly," Angie said, "but Mr. Carson has been so nice to me. He gave me the raise and promotion, and now there's a chance of getting a vice-presidency, and if that ever happened, it would be fantastic for both of us. Double what I'm making, and I'd be solid in my career. We could move up in the world."

"Gee, that sounds great," Kelly said, not revealing in any way that she'd had anything to do with, her mother's promotion.

"Well, he's a demanding businessman. He doesn't give anything up for nothing. He made me an offer, and if I agree, then I get the vice-presidency."

"Gee, what's the deal, Mom?"

"Well, honey, Mr. Carson seems very captivated by you – and me. What I mean – ah, well, he made a strange request. Well, perhaps it isn't so strange, I've heard it's a common male fantasy. Anyway, he's interested in us."

"Us? Both of us?"

"Yes, baby."

Kelly certainly wasn't going to say anything about how Mr. Carson had showed his interest in her before by fucking her with his thick prick.

"He'd like to take some pictures of us and stuff, as you say."

"Oh yeah?"

"Of course, I told him no, but he keeps suggesting it. Ever since he gave me the last promotion, he's been suggesting it."

"So, let's do it then. I mean, what could it hurt, Mom. I mean, if you get another promotion, double your salary, jeez, what could that hun?"

"Well, it's just not right," Angie said. "But, Mom, it's okay with me. I don't see what it would hurt. It might be lots of fun. Exciting."

Angie was surprised at her pretty young daughter's reaction. "Are you sure, Kelly?"

"Sure I'm sure."

"Well, okay, but we won't do one thing unless you agree to it, and unless I agree to it too, okay?"

Two days later, Angie and Kelly were getting ready for Mr. Carson's visit.

They were both nude, and Angie said, "These are the clothes he wants us to wear. I bought them. I paid for everything."

When the mother and daughter had finished dressing, they looked marvelous, both in tight, short black skirts. Both had on tight pink sweaters.

Angie's big tits looked like two juicy grapefruits pushing against the front of the sweater. Kelly's blossoming teen titties were smaller, of course, but splashed against her pink sweater as if she had a couple oranges under there.

They wore dark nylons, pink high heels, and under their skirt and sweater outfits, mom and daughter had on pink merry widows, pink panties, and tight garter straps hooking into the tops of the nylons.

Mr. Carson was overwhelmed with admiration and excitement when he saw them and immediately set about taking pictures of them – both Angie and Kelly sitting on the couch sexily, both of them hiking up their skirts and showing off their pussy-packed pink panties, both of them standing in a dominating pose, holding their little skirts up.

"Take your panties down," Mr. Carson said.

"I dunno." Angie hesitated, looking at Kelly.

"It's okay, let's," Kelly said.

They both tugged their panties down and showed their pussies to Mr. Carson. He snapped several pictures of their beautiful cunts.

He had Angie pose with Kelly over her knees, spanking her daughter's fine, round ass. Then he posed Kelly spanking her mother's marvelous ass.

He took over a hundred sexy, hot, exciting pictures of the beautiful woman and girl, and they now stood with their skirts up and their panties back in place.

He set the camera down and went to them. His hands reached out and he petted their panties, feeling their cunts through the pink nylon.

"Now, now," Angie said. "Okay?" Mr. Carson asked Kelly. "Yeah, it's okay," Kelly said, looking at Mr. Carson's hard cock. It pushed the crotch of his pants out in a huge spike.

Mr. Carson reached into their pants. "Now wait just a minute, mister!" Angie barked.

But he was down in their panties, and his fingers were itching and fucking around in the curly patches surrounding their cunts. Kelly felt his finger fuck into her pussy.

"Oooooooh!" she whimpered.

"Honey, is he-is he…"

"Yeah, he's fingerin' me, Mom, fingerin' me!"

"He should stop."

"It's okay. Is he fingerin' you too, Mom?"

"Yes, yessss!" Angie huffed.

Mr. Carson's hands were deep in their panties, his fingers doing business with their pussies.

"He's got a hard-on," Kelly whispered.

"Take it out," Mr. Carson said.

"Should I, Mom?"

"Only if you wanna, honey."

Kelly reached out, unzipped his fly and got Mr. Carson's huge prick out. It was obviously the first time Angie had seen it, for she gasped in shock at the length and girth of his massive prick. The cock-head was bulging and dripping cum. A bubble cap of fizz jiggled down the cock-shaft and slid into the hair at the base of his cock.

"My God!" Angie gasped, her beautiful face registering amazement as she stared at Mr. Carson's prick.