Kevin Sellers - Horny eager babysitter

Their translucent fabric clearly showed off the bulge of her dark, thick cunt bush, and the crotch dwindled down to a tight crease that perfectly outlined her puffed cuntlips.

By this time, Mona's pussy was steamy with wetness, plastering the material to her even tighter. As he stared, that stain grew and spread over her crotch until it was a transparent film that showed off her cunt.

"Yeah," he said, swallowing hard as his cock speared up in his trousers. "Yeah, that's just my shade, all right. Jesus, is it ever!"

The lust in his voice was only too plain, and she answered it with a husky little giggle of her own. "Are you sure? I mean, positively sure? After all, I have a lot of colors to choose from. I could always change out of these, if you don't like them."

To make her offer even more clear, Mona slipped her hands down, thumbs hooking under the elastic waistband. She raised it slightly, as if preparing to jerk the panties off on the spot.

Don's throat went dry. Despite the drinks they'd had, he hadn't expected their sexy little game to go this far. And it was apparent that Mona wasn't just playing. Her panties were sopping, and the challenge in her sharp brown eyes was as plain as day.

Suddenly, the throb in his cock spiraled to a hammering ache, tenting his trousers to seam splitting stiffness. Mona was one of the most attractive women he'd ever met, a voluptuous brunette whose, enormous tits spilled down the cleavage of her dress, mashing them together as she lay in her daring pose. His eyes drifted along her body, back down across her flat stomach and pert little navel, to the full flare of her hips, settling once more on what had to be one of the lushest pussies in town.

The temptation was too good to pass up.

"I think you may be right," he managed to croak with a tight grin. "They may not be quite what I'm after, now that you mention it. How… how about handing them here, so I can get a closer look?"

Mona's smile grew even wider. "I thought you might say that. And now that I've got you wondering, it wouldn't be neighborly to refuse, would it?"

She began to ease the panties down, inching them off with purposeful slowness.

Hiding on the stairs, Janie gasped. She saw her mother's hips arch up, saw the panties ease down over them to let the first dark pussy curls spring free. Hypnotized, Don Jackson groaned as more and more cunt fur appeared, rich, glossy and almost black. It was the thickest mound of hair Janie had ever seen on a cunt. For an instant, she almost forgot that it was her own mother's pussy she was seeing.

Then the panties were peeling away, pulling stickily from Mona's crotch. Abruptly, her entire pussy came into view, pink and moist, flared like a hungry, open mouth to display her oozing cunt.

Although neither of them realized it, both Don and Janie held their breaths as Mona deftly wiggled the panties off completely. She dangled there in one uplifted hand, her legs spread to show off everything.

"Are these what you were after, Don?"

Don didn't seem to hear. His attention was totally on her sopping pussy, its pouting lips parted in a way that let him see right up into the fur-lined depths of her. She had a pussy every bit as gorgeous as he'd ever imagined, so pink against its black fringe that it almost seemed to glow red-hot. It throbbed under his stare, drooling juices and emanating a fragrant aroma just a hint sweeter than that of any other woman he'd ever known.

"Donald, you're not listening."

Mona made her voice light, despite the fact that her cunt was gushing incredibly now. In swift decision, she reached up behind her, capturing the clasp of her dress.

"Well, if that's the way you're going to be, maybe this'll catch your attention."

Even as the words came out she was pulling the unzipped dress up, working the bunched material past her full tits and soft shoulders, then completely off.

Now she was absolutely nude, her big tits trembling and straining up into even fatter, stiffer nipples than Janie's.

She lay back once more, almost laughing out loud at Don's expression. "Is it still my panties you want, lover? Or could I interest you in something else?"

"Christ!" the word ripped from him in an explosion of breath. "Oh Christ!" Suddenly, he slipped off the couch. Sinking to his knees, he pushed Mona's thighs wide apart and shoved his face between them. "Ahhhh!"

Astonished, Janie saw it all. She saw Mr. Jackson's mouth dive into her mom's luxuriant fur muff, saw his fat tongue lash out and lap up the length of her glistening pussy. Mona gasped and flopped her legs open, clutching handfuls of his hair and urging him on.

It all happened so fast that the teenager didn't realize she was squirming, her tender young cunt itching and tingling furiously. The spectacle of her mother stretched out nude on the couch with Mr. Jackson's tongue slapping wetly over her pussy held Janie spellbound. It was only when her own inner thighs began to tickle with streaming juices that she realized she was turned on as well.

Oblivious to their spectator, Mona and Don lurched in frantic unison. Their inhibitions stripped, they became a panting, groaning tangle of sensation as he buried his tongue up her frothing cunt and she soared up to take it.

"Oh, my God, Don, that's wonderful! It's been so long. Eat me baby! Eat me up! Tha… oh, God, yesss, that's good! Give it to me, lover, give it to me!"

Her hips bucked up as he probed into the juiciest cunt he'd ever tasted. Gallons of cunt cream seemed to pour over his jabbing tongue. With a muffled groan, Don dived into her pussy for more.

"Mmmfff," he gurgled.

Mona let out a wail of sheer delight as her cuntlips were pushed wide apart for his gouging tongue. It slurped in and out of her pussy with hungry, prick-like stabs, wiggling deep for the steamy juices there. It had been years since she'd had a good eating out, and now she was getting it from an expert. Don knew just how to slide his meaty tongue over her hooded clit with each jab, working both clit and cunthole at once. At the same time, he reamed her pussy out, lapping every sensitive fold of her inflamed lips in a way that had her crying out in ecstasy.

"Do it, lover! Eat me good. Oh, baby, that's it! Easter, faster!"

She spasmed up, sobbing. Don groaned and dug into her pussy more frantically than ever.

And Janie, hardly aware of what she was doing, slipped a hand down to her own seething little cunt. The sight of Mr. Jackson's big tongue sliding in and out of her mom's cunt had its effect. Her own pussy was aglow at the realization that only a short time ago she'd been eaten out like that, herself, just the way her mom was getting it now! The first tentative touch of her fingertips along the creased outer lips of her cunt was enough to force out a little gasp. Almost before she knew it, Janie was kneading her aching pussy and dipping a finger up into the velvety sheath of her hole.

"Don, Do… ahhhhhnnn!" Mona shrieked then, flailing like a hooked fish. Her attractive face was twisted in a look of pure ecstasy, and spasms ripped through her like a series of firecracker bursts.

Don made greedy gulping noises. His head bobbed between her clenched thighs, and his fat tongue wormed into her cunt with new intensity.

Her mom was coming, and that fact made Janie's pussy drool even harder. The finger lodged between her cuntlips began to ease in and out, shoving deeper.

"Uhhh… ohhh, oh, babyyy." Delirious in that first thrill of completion, Mona purred out a husky giggle. "Sweet, sweet baby. I can't stand it anymore. Give me your cock, before I die! Please, oh, God after the things you've done to my cunt, I've got to have it! Hurry! Fuck me!"

"Jesus!" Don bellowed.

Her hands were already fumbling at his crotch. Even as Don reacted to her urgent pleas, Mona's fingers slipped into his trousers, then drew out his prick.