Jason Cannon - Secretary for swapping

Jo Ann stared at it, moistening her lips with her tongue as if tasting the seeping fluid already swirling around in the warm sucking cavern of her mouth.

"You really don't want that drink now, dp you?" she purred.

"Shit, no!"

"Then come on," she whispered, patting the bed beside her. "Let's fuck!"

Moss sat on the edge of the bed, next to her, close enough to allow her hand to snake out and encircle his prick, to stroke and then to massage the turgid length, rubbing the skin back and forth. Then she slipped her hand underneath to cup and caress his balls, cradling their softness in her palm.

Moss lowered his mouth to her huge expanse of tit-flesh. He sucked and licked until Jo Ann humped and writhed on the bed in ecstasy. Her nipples were extremely sensitive and his expert touch brought her to almost unbearable heights of lustful desire.

She reached down and once more grabbed his huge dick. With graceful, slender fingers she stroked the throbbing cylinder of flesh. His meat grew even longer and thicker in her hand, standing out and upward until it jutted almost vertically between his outspread thighs.

Jo Ann slid down his naked body far enough so that she could blow hot breath against his balls.

Moss groaned with pure unadulterated pleasure as her velvet lips closed over his big cock and her tongue wetly caressed the taut, smooth flesh. His dick was too long to cram entirely into her mouth, so she licked it thoroughly from the base to the head and then sucked down on it as far as her lips could stretch. With one hand she jerked off the bottom portion of his prick where her mouth couldn't reach. Her other hand fondled his balls and then found its fly to his asshole, playing and teasing with the hairy crack.

"Goddamn, op… flop!" Mom cried suddenly. "I wanna come in your cunt!"

Jo Ann rolled over and threw her legs high and wide in the air. He moved between them and guided his prick toward her sopping hole.

"Hot, hot pussy," he murmured as his meat slid between her seething cuntal lips.

"Ohhhh, yes, big, big cock!" Jo Ann moaned, then humped her pussy up to meet his dick. She writhed under him as he inched his magnificent shaft up into her cunt with a steady, driving thrust. When he had delivered about nine inches of stiff, hard cock up into her hole, he paused. He wasn't certain she'd be able to take all he had.

"Don't stop!" Jo Ann pleaded, in answer to his doubts. "Mom… I want more!" She clutched his ass-checks tightly and pulled him closer into her.

He willingly obliged, pumping more and more of his throbbing staff until he had at last driven the entire length of it, to the hairy hilt, into her writhing belly.

His balls were wedged tightly against her as he held his cock all the way in her cunt for a few moments. Jo Ann held an to him in an iron-tight grip with her scissored legs.

"Oh, sweet mama," Moss moaned softly, "you've got one helluva ass!"

"Do it hard, Moss! Do it hard!" she pleaded.

He pumped frantically up and down on tap of her, sliding his long prick easily in and out of her sopping pussy with driving strokes. He repeatedly withdrew just up to the head of his dick, and then he would plunge downward again, driving his whole cock in savagely, his balls slapping against her ass-cheeks.

Jo Ann was working herself up into a frenzy of passion. She ripped her long fingernails across his shoulders, drawing blood. Her sharp teeth sank into the skin of his shoulders as he plunged his dick into her mercilessly.

"Gonna come, gonna come, gonna come!" Moss chanted.

"Oh shit, I'm already there!" Jo Ann screamed.

Both of them came at once. She shuddered almost uncontrollably as a series of orgasms shook her lust-wracked body and Moss aided her by sending his own streams of love juice into her cunt.

"Oh, no! Oh, my God!" Jo Ann suddenly shrieked as she stared, wide-eyed, over his shoulder.

Moss turned and saw his wife standing naked by the bed. "Hi, baby!"

Jennie smiled. "Roll off her, honey, I wanna suck your cum out of her pussy!"

Milt and Gloria made their way down the narrow hallway to the spare bedroom. As the young bride clawed at her clothes, she mumbled to herself, "That bastard. I'll teach him! Fuck my aunt right in front of me, will he! Well, what he can do, I can do. Hurry up, Milt."

"Oh, I'm hurrying, Gloria honey." Jesus, he thought, what a body she's got! It's even better than Trixie had said it was.

Gloria was trying to be angry – with herself and with Mike. But as she watched Milt remove his clothes, she remembered Mike's cock going in and out of Trixie's cunt and, instead of being angry, she could only lay back and thrill to the anticipated pleasures streaming through her body.

"Here I come, baby."

Gloria again surprised herself by urging him on. "Hurry, do something to me, to my cunt. Hurry!"

But Milt took his time. He didn't get a chance at eighteen-year-old pussy very often, and he wanted to make the most of it. He toyed with the nub of her clitoris until Gloria was writhing and literally begging for him to do more.

She groaned in anticipation as he moved his probing finger away from her tiny clit and worked it down through the raw wet flesh between her cuntal lips until it was poised at the opening to her pussy.

"Uuuuggghhh! Ooohhh!" Her eyelids fluttered in delight.

He teased her for only a brief moment, then he screwed his finger into her throbbing hale, slowly driving it up the warm passage of her cunt. He pushed until his palm was pressed flat against her lower abdomen, and she began to grind her pelvis upward. He bit and chewed at her erect nipple until he couldn't stand the waiting for another second.

Feeling as though her whole body were being guided by the fantastic sensations from his finger in her cunt, Gloria found herself wishing that he would huffy up and put his big cock up inside her pussy soon. She didn't think she had ever been so anxious before. And in the back of her mind, she suddenly realized that seeing Mike fuck Trixie had released all the desire she had kept bottled up since marrying Mike.

The shamelessly aroused young bride no longer cared about the question of whether she should enjoy sex or not. What was important, suddenly, was really knowing what sex was all about. It was like tasting forbidden fruit, and her ability to resist it had been dissolved by seeing her husband fuck another woman.

Milt lifted his mouth from her tits and began working his way down her lush body, kissing and licking every inch of warm flesh.

"Please, please, Milt, put your cock in me! I want to feel your cock in my cunt right now! Please, hurry!"

"Soon, baby, soon. But I wanna taste some of this first." His face was poised a bare inch from her downy pussy.

"Yes, yes!" Gloria cried. "Eat it! Suck my pussy!"

The frantic girl supported her body with her outstretched arms as she swung her long legs up over his shoulders. She bent her legs ant locked them around the back of his head. Her splayed cunt, the lips gushing pussy juice, hovered just in front of his eyes.

"Damn, it's beautiful!"

"Suck it, Milt, I want you to! Put your mouth right on it and eat it!"

He leaned forward and gently placed his lips on her cunt, nuzzling her soft hair. He snaked out his tongue and licked up and down the juicy lips. Then he lashed inside to the core of the hot, sweetness and began to push and probe.

"Oh yes, yesss. Oh, my God, that's good!" Gloria was shocked and thrilled at the sensations that were coursing through her. His tongue was long and hot and slippery in her pussy. It felt fantastic, making her scream with delight. She pushed her cunt hard into his face, making his tongue go even deeper, sending her into fits of ecstasy.

Milt was lost in the taste, smell and feel of her young cunt. He ate wildly in long laps and let his tongue go as deeply as possible up inside her velvety channel. He sounded like a wild animal eating its food as he hungrily lapped and slurped at her honeyed juices.