Rudy Taylor - The neighbor_s daughter

Margaret asked Brad to pour her another brandy as her body began trembling with the realization that she was expected to perform this lewd act in front of all these people. When she finished gulping down her brandy, Margaret was aware that everyone was staring at her. It was her turn!

"Come on," whispered Brad. "We'll show these guys how a good golfer can play."

"I can't do it," the trembling woman whispered.

"Come on, Mother," called Cindy. "It's really fun."

Taking her by her arm, Brad lifted the shaking woman to her feet, and gently opening the zipper to her skirt, dropped it to the floor. While the room spun crazily around her, Margaret slowly removed her half-slip. A low whistle escaped Bill Denton's lips as he stared open-mouthed at her exquisitely slim body, only partially bidden by hot bikini panties. There wasn't a sound in the worn as she stepped out of them and sat on the floor in front of Brad. Slowly spreading her lovely slim legs, a surge of excitement rushed through her cunt at the sight of the huge bulge stirring in Brad's crotch. Bill Denton could hardly breathe, watching her delicate fingers gently open her glistening fleshy cuntlips, so delicately surrounded by her soft red pussy hairs.

Brad plopped two out of three balls against her deliciously warm cunt. The men had ended the contest in a three-way tie. Getting up, Margaret walked embarrassedly back to her chair, burying her lovely nakedness deeply into the soft cushions.

"I've got a great way to break the tie!" piped Kay. "It's, the girls' turn to play and we'll use the guys' cocks for clubs."

"No you won't!" blurted Kirkwood.

"Nobody's going to use my prick for a golf club!" gasped Brad.

"It won't hurt," giggled Kay. "It'd be a hell of a lot of fun. Let me show you how we'll do it."

When no one said anything, she turned to her husband. "Come on, Bill, take your clothes off, and I'll show you how we'll play the game."

Margaret felt another wave of ecstasy wash through her cunt as Bill removed his clothes, revealing his hard smooth cock.

"Now, get on your hands and knees," Kay ordered, placing a golf ball under him. Getting on her knees behind him, she reached between his legs, grasping his cock in her hand.

"Now, lower your body," she giggled.

Then she gently swung his cock against the golf ball, moving the ball about ten inches.

"See how it's done," she grinned. "We'll all line up, and the first couple to move the ball across the room is the winner."

"Count me out," grumbled Kirkwood. "I'm not taking my pants off for anyone."

"Come on, Dad," begged his son. "It might be fun."

"Brad, what the hell's the matter with you?" he roared.

"You sure enjoyed looking at our pussies," purred Kay, walking over to Frank. "It's only fair that we see yours."

Margaret felt a thrill burn through her belly as Brad stood up and peeled off his clothes, revealing his big cock.

"Come on, Dad, be a sport," he called as Kay reached down and lowered Frank's zipper. She gently massaged his half-hard prick to full erection before she pulled his pants down. Margaret Reynolds gasped as she saw his thick, huge purple cock thrusting viciously from above his massive hairy nuts.

"My God," moaned Kay, stroking his cock. "That's the biggest hunk of meat I've ever touched."

"Okay, you guys!" Kay shouted, turning her attention back to the game. "Line up on your hands and knees."

Placing a golf ball under each of the men, she called the girls over to kneel behind their partners. "Now remember, the first couple to move their ball across the room is the winner."

Kneeling behind Brad, Margaret's body began trembling with excitement as she reached between his legs, grasping his eager prick.

Kay's cock-hungry body screamed in ecstasy when she grasped Frank's terrifyingly huge dong.

"Ready, set, go!" she shouted, swinging his pulsing tool against the ball, advancing it about six inches.

Margaret almost forgot the rules as she stroked Brad's big cock that was burning hotly in her hands. The trio began moving slowly across the carpet.

Frank was going crazy. Between every stroke at the elusive golf ball, Kay was pumping her hand up and down his massive, gnarled cock.

Moving slowly across the carpet, their frantic voices filled the roam with giggles, groans and screams. Margaret's fuck-hungry body was now awash with burning fires. Every bit of her earlier reservations had dissolved into the delicious passions that raged through her flaming cunt. The feel of Brad's big tool in her hand, the sight of the other cocks being stroked were all driving her wild. The sight of her daughter's hand pumping madly up and down the length of Bill Denton's long, smooth cock really turned her on. There was something about the smooth soft skin an Bill's prick that deeply affected her. Her snatch quivered with thoughts of how delicious his cock would feel and taste in her mouth. God, how she hinted at the thought of working on all three of these wonderful pricks before the evening was over! Tearing her eyes away from Bill Denton's handsome dick, she was aware of Brad's big balls hanging down between his legs, only inches from her eyes. Instinctively she began licking and sucking on his inflamed nuts as her hand pumped savagely on his big tool. Brad thought he would go wild with her slavering wet mouth and tongue swirled around his glistening, spit-saturated balls. Bill Denton was staring across at the wisps of flaming red pussy hairs peeking out from under Margaret's soft, upturned ass. It was then that the two preoccupied couples bumped against each other. The sudden jolt sent them sprawling flat on the floor.

When Bill tumbled over on his back, Margaret released Brad's big cock and frantically reached out, grasping Bill's erotic, smooth prick. The feel of his soft, velvety cock skin encasing his rigid shaft sent hot flames searing through her snatch. Ever since she had first seen Bill's silky-smooth cock, Margaret had been consumed by a mad desire to touch it. Now, cupping his balls in her trembling hands, she lowered her open wet mouth over his smooth knob. Sucking madly on his delicious cock, she took it deep into her hot slavering mouth. Bill thought he would go crazy watching his cock disappearing in and out of her luscious wet lips. Her short, soft red hair bounced gently above half-closed green eyes, gazing passionately up at Bill's contorted face. Her tongue was swirling madly around every tingling nerve end on the underside of his pleasure-crazed prickhead.

"Oh, God, you taste good," she gulped between slurps.

"Suck him, Mother! Suck him!" Cindy yelled when she saw her mother greedily devouring her recent golf partner.

Looking over at Brad, Cindy giggled, "Looks like Mom has traded off your cock."

"My God," he gasped, "look at her go!"

Margaret's greedy, cock-hungry mouth was plunging madly up and down the length of Bill's glistening, spit-wet dong.

Frank and Kay looked back over their shoulder when they beard Margaret's wet slurping sounds mingled with Bill's soft shuddering moans.

"Christ," Kay whispered in a deep throaty voice. "Look at that red-headed bitch going down on my husband."

"Looks like the golf race is over," Frank grinned, watching Margaret's red hair flying up and down over Bill's rigid prick.

"Oh, God," gasped Kay, as she grabbed Frank's cock, "what a blow job he's getting."

Her soft white body trembled with excitement, watching the red-headed widow eagerly devouring her husband's prick.

"Suck him, baby, suck him!" Kay wailed, pumping madly on Frank's massive cock with her hot excited hand.

"Oh, God," moaned Bill, rhythmically thrusting his hips up to meet every downward stroke of Margaret's hot, slobbering mouth. His body trembled violently as he rushed closer and closer to a thundering climax. Letting out a muffled moan, his whole body gave a final lurch as he exploded into a mind-blowing orgasm.