Curt Aldrich - Little Beth _s boyfriends

She moaned and came, jerking and rippling her warm cunt around his bobbing plunges. Freddie shot.

Moments later, Tom let go within Cathy, hosing the pit of her pussy with his warm, thick cream.

It was some time later when Marcella and Cathy rejoined the rest of their family. They brought Freddie and his young friends along.

Beth and her father had gotten back into their swimsuits. He was feeling quite guilty, though Beth had been doing her best to get him over that.

"Who are these fellows?" Joe asked, blinking as Marcella, Cathy, and the boys approached.

"They're new friends of ours, Daddy!" Cathy proudly proclaimed, and made the introductions.

Marcella looked at her husband a bit sheepishly. "Two of the boys are just about Beth's age," she said. "Well… maybe a year or so older. But I thought maybe she would like to meet them."

What am I saying? she wondered giddily. They're wild! What if they fuck Beth?

But strangely this no longer seemed to be the evil threat it once was. Fucking was such fun! Sucking, too!

Marcella sank to the blanket beside her astonished husband. Beth and the twins happily got acquainted. Cathy seemed stuck on Tom. Freddie stood looking down at Marcella, envying the middle-aged man whose belly she was stroking as she kissed him warmly on the mouth.

Joe's astonishment quickly turned to lust, and he grasped his voluptuous wife, rolling her atop him. He clutched her generous fanny through her swimsuit as she kissed him with a teasing tongue.

Freddie dropped to his knees beside them.

Tom had already removed Cathy's bikini, for the second time that day, and was sucking one of her luscious tits while he palmed the other one.

Beth and her two new friends went rollicking toward the water.

Neither Joe nor Marcella saw what their daughters were doing, nor cared, as their embrace became more passionate. She glided down on her husband's body and surprised him as she drew his swim trunks off. His cock flopped free, quivering and jerking as Marcella kissed him around the belly. Then she grasped his stiffening prick and extended it toward her face. He watched her lovely mouth open. She glided her red lips down around the crown of his cock.

Joe thrilled wildly as he felt her warm, moist mouth encompassing the head of his prick. The sight was nearly as wonderful: his shaft extending up between Marcella's stretched, soft lips.

She began bobbing her head, slurping at his rigid cock. He writhed his hips humping spastically. He moaned and lovingly caressed his wife's red hair.

Freddie wrestled off Marcella's swimsuit, and Joe had no opportunity – or even any inclination – to protest as the lad knelt behind her, driving his cock into her pussy from the rear.

Tom was fucking Cathy on the next blanket.

And in the crashing surf, Beth clung to one blond fourteen-year-old, her legs encircling his waist while her pussy bobbed on his thrusting rod, at the same time embracing his twin with her arms, taking his projecting cock in her mouth. The twelve-year-old happily fucked and sucked.

The entire family grooved as never before in their lives, and it seemed that they had nothing but happiness before them. The most remarkable thing about it was that a child had showed them the way – their very own beach baby.