J Watson - The neighbor_s daughter

She took his throbbing cock into her mouth again. This time he held her head with both hands and directed her movements. Her head bobbed up and down and she could feel his slimy cock going deep into her throat and then back out again. She could feel his cock getting thicker with each movement. She started licking as much as she could. She almost gagged from some of his cream, but she somehow swallowed it down.

Then she felt him lifting his hips so that his prick was ramming into her mouth. She knew that her Uncle Bob was getting close to coming inside her mouth. She didn't know if she wanted to swallow his cum, but it was too late to make that choice. She felt Bob's hands clamp down even harder on her neck.

"Little cunt," he moaned. "Little cock sucking cunt. You fucking little bitch! I'm going to shoot it in your mother-fucking mouth. You mother-fucking bitch! I'm fucklng coming!"

His cock rammed deep into her throat and she felt the hot spurting cum in her mouth. She started swallowing as quickly as she could. She could feel his thick cum going down her throat and warming her belly. She couldn't swallow all his cum. She felt it leaking out the corners of her mouth and running down her chin in liquid rivers. She could feel the wetness of his cum on her tits. She pulled her head back but kept her lips locked around his cock head. She kept sucking at his prick until she had taken the last few drops down her throat.

She was shivering with excitement as Bob made her raise her head. She knew that her entire body was flushed red. She felt like a bitch in heat, like an animal. She couldn't think of anything but his huge fat cock.

He took her hand and pressed it against her tits. She could feel his sticky cum against her fingertips.

"Rub it into your titties," Bob said. "Rub it over your body. Take a fucking bath in my cum!"

She did as her Uncle Bob wanted. She began to rub his sticky cum into her tits and her belly. She could still taste his thick cum on her tongue. She kept swallowing as she massaged her body with his cum.

Bob moved up to her hand. He took a handful of her thick dark hair and he started wiping his prick in its silky softness. Carol knew her hair was being smeared with his cum, and she didn't care. It was degrading, but this time there was something exciting about being degraded this way.

He grabbed her hand and put it back on his half-hard cock.

"Play with that, bitch. Play with my cock until it gets hard again. Make it big and hard and I'm going to give you a fucking like you've never had before!"

It was at that moment that Mrs. Fisher walked into the bedroom.

"What do you know?" Laura Fisher said.

Both of them jumped apart as if they had been bitten, but Carol still didn't release his cock. She felt her heart pounding as she looked up at the cool blond woman whom she'd so recently seen in those dirty pictures. It was hard to believe that this immaculately dressed woman could be the same woman in the pictures.

"Hello, babe," Bob said casually, as soon as he recognized who it was.

"And with your own relative," Laura said. "I'd be ashamed. And you, Carol. I knew you couldn't keep your hands off my husband, but don't you think this is a little much?"

Carol didn't know what to say. She still hadn't taken her hand off Bob's cock. She didn't think about asking why Laura was acting so casual in Bob's bedroom. She had walked into his bedroom as if she'd been there many times before.

And her Uncle Bob was acting like it was expected.

"You're kind of early this afternoon, Laura," Bob said.

"So I gathered," Laura said. "I didn't mean to interfere with any of your plans."

"You haven't," Bob said. "Why don't you join us?"

"Yeah," Laura said. "You'd love that, wouldn't you? Then you could think of yourself as a real stud. Have you ever really had two women in bed with you?"

"Once," Bob said. "But I was too drunk to really enjoy it. Why don't you hang around and join us?"

"I don't think so," Laura said.

Carol couldn't believe this conversation. It was crazy. Her Uncle Bob was actually inviting another woman into their bed. And what a woman! Carol had always envied Laura. She was so beautiful and so cool looking. A really cultured housewife always involved in community affairs. It was hard to believe this was happening.

"Come on, Laura," Bob said. "Don't be a chicken shit. You know that Carol already must realize that we've been fucking each other's brains out. There's nothing to hide from her now."

"I'm not worried about Carol," Laura said. "I'm worried about my own morals. I was always a pretty good woman until I met you. You're the one who's made me so depraved."

"Damn right," Bob said. "I made you depraved by sticking my big cock into you. Now you know you really can't live without it. You need me, baby!"

"Not that bad," Laura said.

"Suit yourself," Bob said. He shrugged his shoulders and turned back to Carol. He started tracing her tits with his fingertips. "You know the way out. And don't come back, baby. I don't need someone around with a lot of fucking hang-ups."

Bob grabbed Carol and jerked her against him. He ground his mouth against her and stuck his tongue between her lips. Immediately Carol could feel the fires growing inside her again. There was something about her uncle that made her body ache to be fucked just at his slightest touch.

She kept glancing at Laura. The tall blond woman hadn't moved. She looked shocked, as if she couldn't believe that he'd actually said that to her. Carol thought she could understand the feeling that went through the older woman. Laura wanted to run away. She wanted to scream at Bob that he couldn't treat her this way. But she was also realizing that Bob was serious. Bob was a good-looking man and he could get all the women he wanted. He didn't need Laura, and Laura needed him.

"All right, damn you," Laura said. "You dirty bastard. You filthy piece of shit!"

Laura was sobbing as she walked over to the bed and stood in front of Bob. She peeled her snug shift over her head and dropped it on the floor. She wasn't wearing a bra and her pale-colored titties stuck out like ripe fruit. She was wearing a pair of pale-blue panties and a garter belt. Carol had never seen a woman in a garter belt before, and she found it very attractive.

"Leave the garter belt on," Bob said. "But take the panties off. Let us see your pretty pussy."

"You filthy bastard," she said, as she obediently stepped out of her bide panties. "I hate you. I hate your guts."

"Sure, baby," Bob said. "I know how much you hate me. Now come here and show me how much you love my cock!"

Laura was still cussing Bob even as she got down on the bed and crawled over to him. Immediately her blond head went between Bob's legs. Carol could see her long red tongue licking up and down the length of his cock. Laura Fisher's shapely ass moved from side to side as she licked Bob's cock.

"See how much the bitch likes my cock," Bob said. "She'd never sucked her husband's cock before she met me. Now she does it all the time, but she loves sucking mine the best!"

"Ummmmm," Laura moaned, as she started licking up and down his swollen prick.

Carol noticed that Laura was licking him like a person sucking an all-day sucker. There were low moaning noises escaping from Laura's throat and Carol could tell that the blond was enjoying what she was doing.

Carol moved closer. She didn't think about what she was doing as she put her hand on the slope of Laura's ass. She stroked the soft, silky flesh for a while and she kept feeling Laura shiver with excitement.

Bob pulled Laura's face away from his cock. He rolled aver, and started kissing Carol's tits again. Carol felt his tongue rubbing over her nipples and then he sucked one inside his mouth. He bit down gently on the nipple. Carol wiggled and moaned. Bob reached over and took Laura's head again and this time he pulled her face toward Carol's hard tits.