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"Aawwnnhh, yes, Irv, honey!" Melinda groaned rapturously. She snapped her cunt around his cock quickly several times.

"Uunngghh!" he grunted. "Good God, bounce that pussy on my prick, baby!"

She made a few more quick snaps with her cunt around his cock, heightening their lascivious thrill. When Irv drew his cock back he kept wiggling his hips from side to side, making his prick do the same. When he pushed his prick forward again, he started rotating his hips, putting a different kind of action on his prick and thrilling her pussy even more. He kept wriggling his hips from side to side as he pulled his cock backward, then grinding his hips when he fucked forward, so that he was varying the sensual friction between his cock and Melinda's cunt. Every time he had his prick totally inside her pussy, he rubbed back and forth across her clit for a few seconds.

"Aaaggghhh! I'm makin' it!" Melinda howled as an orgasm rocked her. She fucked her tongue into Susan's snug wet pussy and began rubbing Susan's clit with her fingertips. Melinda wiggled her tongue every which way and swirled it up and down. She felt Susan's blazing cunt start twitching, and she moved her tongue and fingertips faster.

"Oooohhh, Christ, it's my turn!" Susan whined. "I'm cumming! Aahh, aaaiiieeee!" She wrenched Melinda's tits and squirmed joyously. More fuck juice rolled out Susan's pussy and onto Melinda's hot tongue.

Making her best friend cum increased Melinda's own excitement. "Iry, honey, fuck me faster!" she cried.

"That's just what I was wanting to do," Irv grunted, and he speeded up his cock as he fucked in and out of Melinda's flaming cunt. But he kept wiggling his hips as he drew his prick backward, and grinding his hips as he fucked forward to fill her pussy again.

"Yes, baby!" Melinda breathed. "Oooo!" She longed to swing her hips in delight or to thrust her cunt at him as he fucked his cock into her, but she was afraid that she might make it too difficult for him to keep holding her. She reeled her tongue out of Susan's pussy and launched the tongue wildly at Susan's clit. Almost simultaneously, Melinda jammed three fingers up into Susan's cunt and began fucking them up and down.

"Aaahh, uunnhh, oaohhh!" Susan whimpered. She was clinging to Melinda's tits as if they were life preservers and was writhing crazily but was keeping her, blissful clit and cunt in the same place so that the intense pleasure she was feeling would keep flowing, keep rising.

Irv kept fucking his huge prick into Melinda's seething pussy. He wasn't staying all the way inside her as long now, so she snapped her cunt around his whole prick only once every fuck-stroke but she snapped fiercely. Irv grunted loudly and fucked her faster. Melinda stepped up the pace as she licked Susan's clit and finger-fucked Susan's pussy.

"Aahh, aaaggghhh!" Susan wailed. "Oohh, Christ, I'm making it again! Uunnhh, uunnhh, oooohhh!" Her pussy started contracting violently against Melinda's fucking fingers, and more fuck juice poured out of Susan's cunt.

"You're cumming on her fingers and I'm gonna cum inside her pussy!" Irv shouted. "Take my load, baby!"

"Yes, put it where it belongs!" Melinda ranted.

His cock bucked, and his blistering jism began erupting into her steaming cunt. His load set off another orgasm of her own and her pussy convulsed madly.

"I'm cumming!" she screamed. "Aannhh, aaaiiiiii!"

After Irv left, Melinda and Susan dried off and struggled into their clothes.

"I gather that Duane's not home right now," Melinda said. Her tone was joking but she was looking for information. Since she'd been fucking and sucking with her own children, it had occurred to her that Susan might be fucking and sucking with Duane.

"Hell, no, he's not here," Susan laughed. "I get lots of cocks in me, but I'm careful not to do it when my son's around. Not that it would shock Duane. He probably gets loads of pussy. But I'm afraid that if he caught me getting another man's prick in me, he might decide to tell his father, just to create an interesting situation. Duane likes interesting situations."

"Hmm," Melinda said thoughtfully, "so do I." From the way Susan talked, Melinda figured that Susan wasn't fucking Duane. Melinda could probably find out for sure from Duane himself. If Susan wasn't fucking Duane, Melinda knew how to create a very interesting situation.

That afternoon, Melinda got a chance to talk with Duane alone. Duane chuckled at the notion that he might be sticking his prick into his own mother.

"Shit, no," he said, "although I've got to admit I wouldn't mind. Mom's a great-looking babe. I'd love to cram my cock into her if she was game for it. And the way she looks at me sometimes, I almost think she'd like to have my cock in her, but then she kind of shakes her head, not at me but at herself. I guess she's afraid of committing incest."

"Suppose she found out one of her friends was committing incest?" Melinda asked. "Like, what if she saw me with Wally's prick in me? You think that would loosen her up enough to let you put your prick in her?"

"Yes, it might. But…"

"But what?"

"Is Wally sticking his cock into you?"

Melinda grinned. "Hell, yes," she answered. "I'm making it with Cindy, too, and they're making, it with each other."

Duane laughed, loudly and long.

It was two days before Melinda figured out the details and got things set up. Wednesday afternoon, about an hour after lunch, Duane came over to Melinda's house. Duane, Melinda, and Wally all went upstairs to Wally's bedroom. Ten minutes later, Cindy went over to Susan's house.

"Hi, Cindy," Susan said when she answered Cindy's knock at the back door.

"Hi, Mrs. Brophy," responded Cindy. "Mom sent me over to ask you to come over to our house for a little while. You'll have to ask her to find out exactly why. Al she told me to say was that there was something that would be kind of like things were with the plumber. I hope you understand that better than I do."

Susan's mouth dropped open, but she did her best to suppress the look of unrestrained lust that tried to take over her face. "Yes, Cindy," she said, "I understand it quite well. Does your mother want me to come over there right now?"

"Yeah, if that's okay. Come on, I'll show you exactly where she is."

Cindy turned and started toward home, and Susan grabbed the door key, stepped outside, locked the back door, and hastily followed Cindy. It never occurred to Susan that there should have been no need for Cindy to show her where Melinda was. Since Susan had been in Melinda's house many times, she knew where all the rooms were. Cindy could have just told her which room Melinda was in. But instead of thinking of that, Susan was contemplating the joys of getting a hard cock stuck into her.

Cindy led Susan into the house, up the stairs, and along the upstairs hall to the closed door of Wally's bedroom. Cindy knocked on the door.

"Come in," Melinda called from inside.

Cindy opened the door. "Right in here, Mrs. Brophy," she said, and she took Susan's arm and led, her into the room.

Wally's bed was off to one side. Melinda and Wally were on the bed, and both of them were naked. Melinda was on her hands and knees and was pumping her broad hips to meet Wally's thrusts. Her huge tits were swinging wildly as she moved. Wally was kneeling behind his mother and was fucking his large stiff cock in and out of her wet cunt.

"Good God!" Susan gasped.

"Hi, Susan," Melinda chirped. "Since you shared your action with the plumber with me, I thought I'd share some action with you."

"But-but that's your own son!" Susan exclaimed in a choked voice.

Melinda peered back over her shoulder at Wally and said, "Hmm. So it is. And he's a great fuck, too."

"Yes!" Cindy chimed in as she took off her halter. "And you're next, Mrs. Brophy. Normally, I'd be next, but since you're a guest, you're next!"