Jason Cannon - Secretary for swapping

Gloria's mouth hung open in invitation. As her stomach churned and bucked in a savage rhythm of lust, Paul's throbbing cock moved in between her red, glistening lips. She ovaled her wet mouth softly around the shaft, nibbling at the head, bringing moans of desire from both their lips. Her whole body was about to explode. She deliberately scraped her tits against the insides of his thighs, making her nipples swell with passion. Her husband's cock was embedded so deeply inside her belly now that she felt she was going to be ripped apart. And she wanted it. She wanted every delicate second of this wild ravishment.

The young wife opened her mouth wide, as wide as it would go, her neck straining, her arms trembling as she clung ferociously to Paul's naked ass cheeks. She let his cock slip inside, let it hang suspended in the wet warmth of her mouth, teasing him until it was unbearable, and then she ran her tongue along the sensitive underside. His prick quivered wildly and droplets of moisture dribbled into her throat, giving a salty taste that made her wild with hunger.

Suddenly, she clamped her lips hard around the thick base of his cock, her teeth tangling with his pubic hair. His cock responded inside her mouth, puffing her cheeks out on either side. She could feel the jerking head dancing against her tonsils, and she began to suck. Her tongue swirled around it, her cheeks bloating and hollowing, her head bobbing back and forth on it as muffled groans rumbled from her throat.

"Aaaaggghhh! Jeez, suck harder, harder!" Paul cried suddenly. "I'm gonna fill your mouth with cum!" His body shuddered, and then his young cock began jerking.

Gloria gagged and coughed as rich streams of his heated sperm flooded her mouth. She swallowed frantically as she sought to suck him dry of every last ounce.

Mike dug his fingers tightly into the warm pliant flesh of her buttocks, watching with powerless anger as the boy in front of him pound and thrust his exploding cock into his wife's greedily gulping mouth. Then it was all over, and Paul stood upright, a pleased smile on his face.

Mike began angrily thrusting his cock inside her cunt once again. He could feel her pussy lips tightening around it, her body shuddering in pleasure, jerking and gyrating up against him to swallow every inch of his giant prick.

Suddenly she spasmed. From deep within her cunt, a fiery liquid burst like a wave. It streamed and flooded around his pistoning cock, spewing down the sides of her thighs, her cunt lips jerking and palpitating in an insane rhythm.

"I'm there… Oh God I'm there! Aaarrrggghhhh!" she screamed, the sound of her passion echoing through the night air.

Mike had held back his own orgasm until he could stand it no longer. And now, as his thick muscular cock struck deep into the depths of her belly, he felt the jizz pouring from the tip of his wildly jerking prick in a never-ending stream of passion. Beneath him, his wife's lush young body twisted from side to side in a dance of joyous abandon, and she was moaning out his name over and over as she continued to orgasm until, finally, her eyes rolled up in her head and she lapsed into unconsciousness.

And around them, the ground was strewn with naked, fucking bodies. Milt Harris was on his knees behind Jo Ann Henderson, pouring his meat up her asshole as she sucked on her own son's cock, trying to revive it after he had shot into Gloria's mouth.

Suddenly, Milt's vision was tilled with russet pubic hair. He looked up into his wife's smiling face.

"What do you think?" Trixie said.

"I think we got ourselves a new group!"

"A new fucking group!" Trixie laughed triumphantly. "Eat my pussy!"