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Lisa's plump, red lips. Recoiling in horror as the knob of flesh sunk into her small oral hole, Lisa clenched her teeth shut to keep out the invading organ. Linda tried to force it past the enamel wall, but gave up in frustration and slapped her savagely,

"Come on! Open it, bitch!".

She tried to put it in again, but Lisa was clenched shut in deathly fear. Linda slapped her again and again, until Gene grabbed her wrists, "Whoa! Take it easy, girl. We don't want to damage this pretty face. Let me do it.". Placing the fingers of his large hands along the undersides of Lisa's jaw, he dug his thumbs into the joints under her ears and began a hard massage. I could see despair creep into her eyes as he worked her clenched mandibles against each other, all the while pushing in with his thumbs. The jaws are the most powerful muscles in the human body, but Lisa's began to open against her will as Gene expertly applied pressure to the selected points along her neck. He continued to manipulate her until her teeth hung open inside her clenched lips.

He maintained his lock on her jaws while Linda positioned herself again and inserted the head into Lisa's rosebud lips. Gripping the top of the chair, she pushed in with her lard hips. Lisa tried to keep her mouth shut, but it was no contest this time.

With no teeth in the way, Linda's large flaccid rod slid in easily, parting Lisa's little lips wide open, completely filling the moist, red opening.

She pulled out almost all the way, then jerked her wide-body hips forward, stuffing it back in to the hilt and slamming her fat stomach into Lisa's face, "Next time I tell you to do something you do it, you little whore. Now suck my meat hard". Bending slightly at the knees for leverage, Linda began to rock her hips; smothering the helpless girl's face with each forward stroke. Her cock began to grow hard and thick with bluish veins standing out like quarter-inch cords on the ugly looking ramrod.

Relieving Gene, Linda took hold of Lisa's jaws to keep them sprung open and with increasingly hard strokes humped her hot little O, stretching the lips even wider. Lisa, arms and head tied back, offered no resistance as Linda's engorged male member moved against the soft sucking tissue of her inner cheeks. Plocking, squishy, wet sounds melted into my ears as saliva poured into her oral cavity, lubricating Linda's penis which was now stiff as a board. Diane's fist jacked my cock even faster now and her own fingers rubbed in tight little circles over her spongy pud.

Watching my Lisa getting face-fucked by Linda was really turning me on. I stood Diane up and bent her over the back of her chair, facing the action and positioned myself behind the deep slit in her young ass. Grabbing a mound in each hand, I began massaging her tight, round butts. They were deliciously smooth and as I worked the baby-soft buns between my fingers they actually began to generate heat! A warm glow flooded into my fingers from inside them as Diane began moaning again.

With his hands now free, Gene reached his long arms around the chair. With one hand he cupped Linda's blond, hairy testicles and squeezed them softly. Coming in from behind with the other hand, he stuck one of his big fingers into her smooth, pink vagina.

Somewhat shocked, Linda withdrew herself from Lisa's aching mouth and stood stock still.

As Gene worked her over from both sides, conflicting male and female sex drives raged and boiled inside. She was grunting like a woman in heat from the hand in her tender pussy and her hard prick was twitching up and down as he began to jerk it off with the other hand. She began bucking her fat hips in his arms; desperate to come, together in one body, as man and as woman.

Gene grabbed the big girl's hard tool and eased the writhing thing toward Lisa's chest. Her breasts were red as beets from being tied so tightly with her pantyhose and had swelled obscenely, nipple rolls black and tight with blood. Linda was out of control, jackhammering her cunt and cock blindly as Gene tried to guide her in. Finally finding the opening, she thrust into the crack.

Mounting Lisa's bound tits as if they were a pair of bloated ass cheeks, she began to jerk rhythmically in and out.

Continuing to finger Linda's clit and cunt, Gene gripped himself with his other hand. Moving up to straddle the back of the chair, balls skimming the top of Lisa's head, he pointed his penis at

Linda's lips. Sweat was pouring off her straining face as she humped Lisa's tits, but her female instincts surfaced at the sight of his maleness. Opening up wide and lapping out her tongue, she obediently seated his fat, blunt sausage into her mouth and began to give him head.

The sight was too much for me and I sank deep into Diane's hot, young vaginal slot, fucking her from behind with smooth long strokes; both of us leering at the obscene show. Linda grunted like a bitch in heat as Gene's sliding meat began to grow in her mouth, filling the opening completely. He was sweating heavily too, grinding his hips into her fat face, finger fucking her cunt, and staring down at her rigid pole pumping Lisa's bound breasts.

Just then, I spied Jeff rise up from behind the desk on our right dragging Daphne along by her hair. Already, during the day, she had been fist fucked up her anus, had her butt crack poked with a twisted rope made from her own panties and had her delicious boobies jerked off twice. And she had come each time, but now she was truly sick of it. All the sex had gone out of her and she was fighting him, just wanting to be done with it and get out of there.

Jeff, however, was only getting started. After arm fucking

Daphne's asshole, the juices were finally flowing in this all-american boy and he wanted to put his cock in the real thing now. Letting loose of her head, he grasped a fistful of Daphne's bushy cunthair and propelled her along toward the other desk.

Seeing her destination, she struggled fiercely, but, with her arms pinioned behind her, Jeff's painful grip on her curls forced her movements to obey his.

Dragging Daphne by her mound with one hand, Jeff scooped up Gene's long leather belt in the other as he slammed her into the other end of Margaret's desk. Her head was held arched in the air by the taut binding that Linda had made from Daphne's panties and she could do nothing but watch in horror as Jeff gripped the back of her daughter's neck. Slowly, he mashed her writhing face into

Margaret's until their lips crushed together. Looping Gene's belt around the back of their heads and then again around their necks, he notched the end in the buckle and cinched it tight, locking mother and daughter in an obscene, incestuous kiss.

"Now isn't that cute. To see a mother and daughter so close. Go on Daphne, give your mommy a kiss.". The women tried to turn their heads away, but the leather strap held their faces tight and their struggles only worked their plump, wet lips deeper into each other. Moving around in back of Margaret, Jeff ran his hands over the bronze, muscular globes of her rear end, "Ooh mama! Now I know where Daphne got that ass from. I'm gonna love slappin' your cheeks". Sliding down to the tuft of red hair between her open legs, he squeezed and hefted her vaginal pouch, forcing her lips to part and blow a warm gasp into her daughter's mouth.

Daphne's lips reacted to her mother's warm, moaning breath and instinctively opened. Margaret's tongue slipped in and the belt tightened down harder, sloshing and mixing their slippery oral juices, as Jeff began fluttering her clit through the red hair.

Sliding his hand out from under her, he gave her tan rear a slap and she went on automatic pilot. Unable to control herself now, she continued tonguing Daphne, who actually began to respond to her mother's wet kisses. I was staring mezmerized as she began heating up again, groaning in involuntary response, when my attention was jerked back to center stage.