Unknown - Pony girl

She followed this line, licking with her hard, flattened tongue, then just rubbing with her lips pressed together, and with a little bit of her tongue sticking out.

The smell of his cock turned her on. She had an appetite for cock tonight and gladly she allowed the shape and feel of his cock to fill her mouth and she hung on to the organ with pressing lips. She licked it and squeezed it, and thanked him for allowing her to eat him. She didn't want him to come until she'd eaten as much cock as she wanted.

But she couldn't hold him back anymore. He gripped the sides of the chair and threw his head back and closed his eyes. His fingers stretched as he felt the softness of the walls of her mouth squeeze with an iron-like hold and her fingers squeezed at the base as if she were squeezing candy up a stick. The come came bursting out of him like champagne out of a bottle that's popped its top. She almost lost his dick as his stuff started flying. But she popped his cock into her mouth at just the fight moment, and not a drop was lost. She sucked and sucked the cock, squeezing it with her hands at the same time. She must have swallowed two cupfuls.

"Did I come a lot?" asked Ray smiling from behind his thin lips.

"Mmmmmm, baby did you ever," Carol licked her lips.

She climbed on top of him now and he slipped his hands inside her dress to fondle her tits.

Sylvia sighed on the couch and got up and headed for the bedroom. "Disgusting," she said. "Why a woman would ever want to suck a man's dick I'll never know."

In the bedroom the action was hot.

George and Ret had quickly stripped Lena down to her essentials: her black briefs.

George had recognized the panties from the act immediately. "That's them! I remember! With the red ribbon in the cunt hole like that!"

Lena was resisting however, and starting to shout so Ret showed George how he gagged her and tied her hands, so she couldn't punch them.

"Can I have her?" George asked with a shy grin on his huge face. He was practically drooling.

George hadn't been near a young female body in so many years. Not a body like this one, out of a sex magazine. The smoothness of her curves, the shape of her knockers, the curve of her waist and the slope of her belly into her mound – he wanted to dig his fingers into this delectable dish.

He pushed her back across the bed. Ret sat down on one of her legs and smoked a cigarette. George more than pinned her other leg by pressing one knee down on top of it. George was unbuckling his pants so fast, and trying to shake them down over his flab that Ret had to laugh.

"Go slow, brother," Ret said. "You got all the time in the world, or at least in the night. She isn't going anywhere."

George was chuckling and heaving and panting. "You know, she's still your own sister. You sure you don't mind?" he asked.

"Fuck her. She needs to be taught a lesson," said Ret.

George first sank his huge fingers into her cunt. He stuffed his whole hand up her, while her hands lay tied above her head. He just couldn't get enough of this pussy and he stuck his face into her cunt, ripping apart the slit of the black briefs. He just slobbered right into her, all over her, coming up for air, and to lick his lips and to breathe in deeply the stink of her pussy.

"God, I love that pussy smell," he said. He looked up at her tits, fallen now on either side of her body. He jumped up on top of her, pinning her by the stomach, to luxuriate his hands in her soft mounds of flesh. Then his head dove again back to her muff, where he sunk his hands and tongue and nose and whole face in her. He was rooting in her pussymeat like a fat pig rolling in swill.

His whole huge body was stretched across her while his face was sunk between her legs, and his enormous cock was stabbing at her neck, into her tits, into her eyes and face until finally it found the hole of her mouth where it squashed its way in.

He was sliding gooey fingers into her cunt and stuffing his tongue into her as if she were a Thanksgiving turkey, and whopping his whopper into her mouth by raising and lowering his ass over her head. She was being squashed and suffocated beneath him, and finally, to survive, all her apertures just simply opened their widest – her mouth yawning hugely to hold his dick which must have had a width of two or three inches. Her cunt too was just flapping wet wide open beneath his greedy fingers. Then in addition to all the discomfort, she was deluged with the flood of his come. His semen poured all over her head and face and then stabbed one last time down into her throat where he deposited the greater part of his manly liquid, while she hastily gulped it down.

The bed was sopping wet when George got up.

Lena was whimpering and coughing.

Sylvia, who had been watching, shook her head in disgust and said, "Well, I do declare. Either they find some woman fool enough to want to do it voluntarily, or they strap some poor girl down and make her take it in her mouth." She spat on the floor.

"Syl, take her into the john and clean her up," said Ret, smiling. He knew Sylvia's taste.

Sylvia said, "Poor baby, come with me." And she helped Lena to stand and led her into the john.

George and Ret wandered back into the living room to find Carol in Ray's arms.

"Oh hi, honey," Carol said jumping up. "Ray and I were just necking a little. I think he's so cute, don't you?"

This made George laugh until his fat looked like it would jiggle right off. He spent the better part of every day and night flipping eggs and greasy fat right next to Ray and he didn't think he was cute at all.

Carol decided to entertain the company with some exotic dancing and she found her favorite record.

The men sat to watch her as she danced around the room, slowly unzipping the front of her dress, revealing more and more. Finally the whole dress came off. She was wearing panties like those Lena had worn, with no crotch. But Carol had been a professional exotic dancer for many years. She knew how to turn men on with a dance.

She rolled on the floor, lifting one leg then another, while the dusky male voice on the record whispered what it would like to do to her, and the men in the room rubbed their hard cocks under their pants.

She raised one leg, revealing her cunt. She was blessed with a very wide organ. Her clit popped right out and she ran a cool finger over it for just one second, just enough to make the men groan. Then she flipped over on her hands and knees and spread her stuff.

She walked over to the pole that supported the living room and raised one leg and pretended to masturbate her cunt along the pole.

"Oh, baby, go to it," George cried out.

Ret licked his lips.

Some time after this, when the record was over, and Carol was nesting in Ret's arms while he soothed her flaming cunt with his fingers while George looked on fondly, they remembered Sylvia.

"What the fuck is she doing in there with that girl?" said George lasciviously.

"Oh, who cares about that kid? Honey, do me. Don't stop," pleaded Carol on Ret's lap.

But Ret stood up, dumping her on the floor at the same time, and George sprang up, if that monstrous tub of lard could be said to spring.

Moans and groans were coming from the bathroom and they pounded on the door. Finally they forced it open.

The men hooted and howled at the sight they saw.

Sylvia lay naked on her back on the floor and she gripped the naked Lena tightly on top of her body. Lena's ass Sylvia kept tightly to her face with her arms. Sylvia had Lena's head securely between her own legs.

"Lick! Lick!" Sylvia was saying. She parted Lena's cunt with her hands and dove into her muff with her tongue and nose.

Carol turned away in disgust and went back into the living room.

No one knew exactly when the orgy of fucking and sucking ended. But it was some time far into the night when Carol woke up, but heard a strange moaning, whining sound which piqued her curiosity.