Bob Hawkins - Feeding the neighbor_s dog

Ken dragged Jody's head forward, pushed it backward, no longer pumping his loins but yanking the girl's head.

Mary sat back in the still-hot water and watched, her eyes wide with awe. Jody was taking nearly half the length of Ken's long prick into her mouth and throat. Mary had never been able to take more than the first few inches, barely more than the fucking head.

Jody's throat was taking a hell of a beating. The skin of her mouth and throat was being rubbed raw by the thrusting rod of hot iron.

Ken was gone. His whole world was in his cock and balls. He tore at the child's hair, trying to shove his prick all the way down her spasming throat.

"Fuck it. Fuck it. Fuck it," he grunted over and over.

"Go, honey. Jesus, how can you take so fucking much of that cock?" Mary whispered, shaking her head slowly in utter astonishment.

Saliva filled Jody's mouth, squirted out around the edges of Ken's slamming prick, dribbled down the girl's chin, and splashed against Ken's crotch and belly.

"Suck it, Jody. Ohhh, baby, suck it good," Mary said. The hand at the back of Jody's neck squeezed harder. Mary's fingers clamped tight and shoved the child's head forward as though trying to fit her whole body over her husband's gigantic fuckpole.

Jody was gagging violently, coughing against the thick hood filling her throat. Her body tensed and jerked. She was like a beautiful young fish caught on a huge hook, unable to shake herself free.

"Oh, you sweet little whore," Ken murmured, his head thrown back. He humped the kid's hot wet mouth for all he was worth.

Jody grunted, but no sound escaped her mouth. She was getting scared. She couldn't take a breath anymore. Ken's dork was shoved into her throat so far that it cut off all her air. He wasn't pulling back far enough now to give her a chance to take in a breath.

Her heart was hammering hard. The blood raced and roared in her ears. She felt her whole body tingling, weakening. Her hands batted at Ken's clutching hands, but he only tightened his grip on her blonde wet hair.

"Oh, fucking shit!" he groaned loudly.

"God!" Mary said.

Jody nearly threw up as Ken jerked her hard, yanking her face against his belly and jamming another inch of his prick down the back of her throat.

He humped his cock forward as he jerked the child's face into his crotch and spewed the first scalding load of come down into her stomach.

Jody felt the thick goo slide down her throat, followed instantly by another hot gush of slimy spunk. The juice quickly filled her tightened throat and forced her stretched cheeks outward further. The white spunk oozed out of her mouth around Ken's fat rod of fuck meat.

And spurt after burning spurt of come flooded out of the man's massive prick head, pumping down the little girl's throat and filling her belly with the stuff.

Jody was feeling faint by now. Her head was spinning, and her brain was throbbing with pain.

"She's fainting, Ken. Pull out!" Mary warned. She pulled back with her hand on Jody's neck, trying to free the child's face from Ken's crotch and cock.

Ken held on for another few seconds, fucking the kid's throat with the last spurts of his fuck fluid before he let go of the hair above her ears.

He jerked his prick out of Jody's mouth, and as he did so the thick white spunk gushed from her wide-open jaw. It spilled out of her like water out of a wide pipe, like vomit. It slid down her chin, gushed onto her young breasts, then dribbled into the sudsy water around her body.

She could only sit there gulping air. Her heart was pounding so hard she felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. Her head was a throbbing empty cavern of pure pain.

She slowly let her mouth close, and for the first time she could actually taste the man's come. She reached up with both hands and gently massaged the aching muscles of her stretched throat. She swallowed some more come, then thrust her tongue around inside her mouth, scooping the juice into the back of her sore throat and gulping it gently down.

It tasted wonderful.

Better than Wang's doggie come.

She loved it.

But, God, getting her face fucked by Ken's huge cock was murder. She'd have a sore throat for a week at least. But it was worth it. She opened her eyes and looked at the man. He was smiling in absolute contentment at her. She lowered her gaze to his cock. It was still rigid, hard as hell, and aimed right at her pretty face. The slit in the head dripped come, and the whole thick red rod was smeared with the stuff, glistening with a film of come and Jody's saliva.

"How was I?" she asked after clearing her throat.

Ken could only grin.

"Marvelous, honey," Mary said to her, pulling her to her and hugging her hard.

"My throat's really sore," Jody said, rubbing her neck.

"I couldn't believe you took so much of Ken's cock," Mary told her. "You couldn't have done better, Jody."

Ken nodded. "That's for fucking sure, baby. Best blowjob I've ever had."

"Well, I like that," Mary said with a giggle, pretending to be offended.

"Hey, you know what I mean," Ken said.

"Yes, dear. But let's get our little girl here out of the tub and into bed, where we can all relax a bit more, OK?"

Jody let herself be lifted out of the water. Ken held her in his arms, her naked little body dripping water onto the floor. Mary got out by herself, the clothing she wore gushing water all over the place. She quickly stripped the wet stuff off, grabbed a towel off the rack, and began drying herself.

"Ken, you better dry Jody off."

Ken winked at his wife, then set the child down on her feet. He got a towel from under the sink and turned to Jody. Automatically, she lifted both arms high and let the man dry her chest and breasts with the fluffy warm towel.

"I love all this wonderful attention, Ken," Jody said softly, the gentle purr of contentment returning to her throat.

She had never felt quite so wonderful – warm and moist and far sexier than she'd ever imagined feeling in her very best daydreams.

These two people were better than parents. They were her lovers.

Mary finished drying herself, then waited, watching closely while Ken dried the child's delicate feet, working the thick towel between her toes, causing her to giggle.

Finally, they all left the bathroom. The place was splashed with water, every nook and cranny soaked and sudsy.

Ken led the way to the bedroom.

"Hop onto the bed," Mary said.

"And stretch out on your back," Ken added.

Jody, happy as a kitten, did as she was told. She got herself positioned in the center of the big bed.

"Like this?" she asked innocently, smiling at her two lovers.

"Beautiful," Ken said.

"Lovely," Mary agreed.

They crawled onto the bed, one on either side of Jody's trim young body.

"Fuck me, Tom."

Wanda was begging for it. She was stretched out on her bed, clad in the tightest black corset Tom had ever laid eyes, or hands, on. He was drooling over the vision of this deliciously sensuous woman, holding out her arms, spreading her beautiful long legs, begging him to shove it home in her hot belly.

His cock was stiff. It longed to feel the tight sheath of Wanda's pussy clamped around it.

But part of his mind was elsewhere.

Wanda shook her head and let her arms fall limply to her sides. She could hardly breathe in the constricting garment. But she knew she wasn't going to get the man's full attention until he was satisfied that his fucking kid was OK.

"Call her, damn it. Get it over with, will you?"

Tom shot her with his finger, then darted out of the bedroom. He grabbed up the receiver and quickly dialed his home.

He let the phone ring sixteen times.