J Bradley - Wife in bondage

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Ann sat and watched just as leeringly. One hand was running back and forth aver her little tits and springy nipples, and the other one was playing with her quivering pussy.

"Ohhhhh, God!" Tish groaned suddenly.

She lay back, not fighting any more. She looked at the prick thrusting toward her hot pussy and then at the one spiring over her face, her eyes running along the underside of the shaft and seeing the veins and bumps, the gleaming juice still there from Ann's honeyed cunt.

She groaned again and reached up with slim fingers and cupped the dangling balls gently, giving them a squeeze. Harvey's cock jerked and throbbed.

"Ohhhhh, God, I'm hot!" she cried. "You left me so hot!" Her hips lifted from the floor and made a small circle. Her open pussy sucked inward and seemed instantly wetter as she searched for the tip of Jack's cock with it.

"That's my baby," Jack moaned huskily, lowering himself, letting his prick-head slide through her puffy twat lips, teasing her.

"Ohhhhh, Annie, come suck my tits!" Tish moaned, shivering and turning her head toward her friend.

She writhed and twisted. She was in obvious heat. She was nearly frantic with it. Her palm rolled under Harvey's balls, and her fingers curled wider his crotch to slither along his ass-crack and tickle his asshole. A drop of oil oozed from his pulsing glans and strung downward to her chin.

She held her free arm out to Ann when the girl slid quickly from the couch and went to her, lying on the floor. She looked at Harvey's hot prick and then at Jack's, and then she smiled sweetly at Tish, obviously hot herself from the way her tight little butt quivered and made her pussy rub against the rug.

"Oh, Tish, are you going to do it? Are you really going to do it?" Ann gasped softly, her eyes wide and gleaming.

"I'm so hot right now I'll do anything, Annie!" Tish gasped, shivering all over again.

She moaned and left her mouth wide open. Her fingers curled around Harvey's balls one more time and then grasped his root, aiming his prick downward.

She pursed her lips and slithered her tongue from between them, curling the tip around his fleshy glans and sucking his cock into her warm, hot mouth.

Her hips pumped upward, and she groaned when her pussy lips captured the pulsing cock-head and then got the whole throbbing shaft sliding between them and into her body.

"Ahhhhh, God, you're a hot little bitch," Jack moaned, sinking his prick into her pussy all the way.

"Jesus, Jack! She's sucking my cock!" Harvey gasped. "Christ, her tongue! It's slithering all around my prick-head! Ahhhhh, shit, shit, that's good!"

Tish moaned and twisted around. Her free hand slid up Ann's body to the back of her head and pulled inward, and Ann fairly dove onto the thrusting cone of her friend's firm tit.

Ann's head bobbed up and down. Her eyes rolled from Harvey's half-swallowed prick to Jack's glistening, pumping shaft, watching both of them fuck Tish, feeling the excitement and heat swell into the cone of her firm, hard-nippled tit. Then she spread her thighs and thrust her hand between them and masturbated vigorously and openly, not caring who saw.

Burke saw. He saw it all. He couldn't stop watching. He couldn't believe the intense heat and total abandon with which his stepdaughter was sucking on Harvey's prick, with which she made her sucking pussy slide up and down Jack's plunging cock.

The girl looked like Ellen. God, just like her! But Ellen had never acted like that. She'd never fucked with such wanton abandon. Burke couldn't even imagine her doing that. Not any of it!

His gaze shifted from Ann's jiggling, swirling fingers as they massaged her pussy lips and rolled her little clit. He stared right between Jack's pumping buttocks and saw the thick root of his cock plunge in and out of the sucking, slobbering pussy mouth.

He saw the quivering motions of her twat meat, the silky grasp and pull of her vaginal mouth on the hard shaft. He saw the way her pelvis tipped up to take the next plunge of prick into her body, and her asshole winked and pulsated at him, the wrinkled little mouth still leaking sperm.

He could just see around Jack's body to Tish's face. He saw the way her lips pursed roundly and softly and sucked along the hard shaft thrusting from Harvey's middle.

He imagined Ellen's lips doing that, and his fist whipped up and down his hard, throbbing shaft until his knees alternately buckled and locked. He felt his balls whipping back and forth inside the cloth of his pants.

He watched Tish's tit stretch upward into Ann's feverishly sucking mouth, and he knew just what Ann was tasting and feeling, the way her tongue was swirling about the rubbery nipple, because he'd done it to Ellen's nipple and tit many times himself.

But he knew that Ann's lips and tongue were feeling a throb and a swelling of heat that his never had. And he found himself envying Harvey – dumb, shit-head Harvey – for the way the wet, long tongue was slithering along the bottom of his shaft and the lips were sucking inward around the tip until it was blazing and fiery.

He even envied the way Jack's prick was so wetly drawn into the hot, silky vagina, squeezed there by quivering, excited muscles that gobbled because of feverish heat.

"Ahhhhh, Christ! I can't hold it! I'm gonna come! Right into her mouth! Yaaaaaagh!"

Harvey strained forward, sinking his prick as deeply as he could between Tish's drawing lips. He wasn't pumping like a piston this time. He couldn't do anything but arch slightly and let himself be overwhelmed by sensation.

Tish's tongue swirled right at the underside of his flaming prick-head, sucking the sperm through his bucking, blasting cock.

He hosed into her mouth. White fluid spurted from between Tish's lips and ran down the corners of her mouth and onto her neck. She moaned and tossed and made her pussy go wild around Jack's throbbing cock.

He yelled and plunged into her pussy all the way, his balls sinking into her deep ass-crack and being kissed by her pulsing, wet asshole.

"Ahhhhhhhgh, what a hot, slippery cunt! Here it comes, baby! Again! Right up your pussy!"

His buttocks clenched tightly. Burke saw his ass shudder. Then he heard his stepdaughter moan deep in her throat, the sound muffled by the plug of Harvey's boiling prick.

Her ass lifted from the floor and shivered. Her pussy meat sucked and spasmed around the imbedded cock, and sperm began dribbling from the pink orifice as he flooded her cunt.

Even Ann moaned and let her little ass shake wildly as her swirling fingers masturbated a hard orgasm from her hot pussy.

Burke couldn't stop himself. He hadn't intended to lose control of himself. But there was no stopping the stream of sperm that hosed from his prick and sprayed against the side of the house.

CHAPTER FOUR

He was so numbed by the wanton, writhing, yearning body of his stepdaughter, so appalled by his own lustful reaction to the sight of her, and so engrossed in his thoughts about Ellen and her aloofness that he didn't see the car at first.

When he did, he immediately assumed it was Ellen's, simply because it was parked in her spot in the driveway. The sight of the willowy, graceful female form standing in the front doorway of his house didn't alter his first impression, either.

Until he saw that the slim body silhouetted by the light behind her was a little too slim, the hair a little too long and dark, the movements not quite right.

"Oh, Burke," she said in her husky, sultry way, coining up to him, standing very close, putting her delicate hands on his chest. "I was so mean to you on the phone. Darling, I came over to see what I could do. Please forgive me, Burke."

He looked at her. He was conscious of the tingling in his prick. Spraying his heated load against the side of Parker's house hadn't really helped still the fire within him. The heady scent of her perfume and her intimacy didn't help either.

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