David Crane - Daughter_s hot orgy

She leaned on the table with both hands, pushing her hips and ass back towards him.

She heard the rasp of his zipper as he opened his fly and felt the heat of his blazing prick waft over her ass. He lifted her negligee above the waist. She spread her thighs. For a moment he did not move and she knew that he was gazing at her creamy gash from the back. She loved to have him look at her naked body. It made her hot all over, as if his eyes were lasers. She loved to have him gaze at her tits and she liked to feel her nipples stiffen under that gaze and, most of all, she loved to have him stare at her cunt. Knowing that he was staring at her pussy caused the labia to spread out into an oval and caused her slot to fill with cuntjuice and her clitoris to swell and begin to throb.

She hiked her ass higher and spread her thighs farther apart.

Bill wrapped his fist wound the root of his cock and guided the head to Rebecca's cunt. He didn't enter her at once. He began to run his cockhead around in her crotch, caressing her with it. Her cunt lips sucked on it, trying to drag him up her hole. He rubbed his pecker head up and down against her love bud, causing her to vibrate all over. She could hear her pussy squish under that caress. She felt so hot that she thought her cunt might suddenly ignite, bursting into flames, and his cockhead already felt as if it were on fire.

"Oh! Oh!" she gasped. "Oh, darling – put it up me, put that big prick up my cunt! Fuck me, darling!"

Bill braced his thighs and tightened his ass. He ran the whole huge load up her snatch with the first long, under slung thrust. He filled her cunt to the brim with cockmeat, spreading her hole wide around his massive prong.

He held the full penetration for a few moments, savoring the thrill of having every inch of his prick buried in hot pussy and letting her thrill to the joy of being stuffed chock-a-block full of pecker. She began to work her cunt muscles before he moved. They dragged up his cock in a sequence of contracting rings, as if she were masturbating him with her cunt. Her hole rippled from root to knob. His prick began to pulse in tempo, swelling as her cunt clutched it. He gasped her by the hipbones with both hands, holding her by the handles of love and Rebecca reached back between her widespread thighs and grasped his balls. She pulled, urging him to move.

Then Bill began to fuck her.

Slowly, at first, he fed the meat to her twat. He drew back until only the head was in her slot, paused, then slipped the whole load back up her. Rebecca humped her ass and twisted her hips, screwing her cunt onto his cock like a nut onto a bolt. Bill altered his angle of approach from stroke to stroke. He came in low, dipping at the knees, so that every inch of his fat prick ran across her taut love nugget, then he plowed in from a higher angle, running his stalk down her ass. He pushed in from one side, then the other. She fondled his balls lovingly, devotedly, worshipping the fat bag that contained all that thick joy juice that she so much adored.

His hands slid up from her hips and massaged her tits, his fingers rolled her swollen nipples.

Rebecca was shooting her hips out like pistons now, the cheeks of her ass rising and falling in rotation as she ground her cunt around on his cock. Cunt juice poured from her well stuffed lovebox and ran down into her crotch, coating her clit and pouring in creamy ribbons down the smooth flesh of her inner thighs. The hot juice soaked his balls as he plowed in to the hilt! His cock pulled out glistening with the sweet stuff, then ran back in, hissing in the heat of her hole.

He began moving faster.

Rebecca kept pace with him.

He was fairly pouring the prick to her flow, slamming in savagely. Her ass tilted upwards as his big plunger rammed in. His cock was like a crowbar, prying at her cunt across the fulcrum of her clit. It felt so huge as it filled her that she half expected her hips to spring out of their sockets. She looked down at her belly, thinking she might see the outline of his pecker pressing out in a fat furrow. Her cunt had adjusted perfectly to the huge load, clinging to every inch, molded to the contours of his cock and sucking urgently on the plunging meat.

Rebecca was ready to cream.

"Come," she wailed, wanting him to reach the peak with her, to feel his spunk flood her cunt even as her cunt melted. "Shoot that hot jism up my cunt, darling – fill me with cum!"

Bill gasped.

His hands left her tits and clamped upon her hipbones again, holding her steady as he thrust in. His cock surged. It expanded, spreading her wider, the huge knob like a ball of molten iron deep within her. She felt his sac well as his orgasm came rushing towards the crest. She squeezed as if to pump the cum out of his balls into her womb.

Bill howled like an animal.

His cock blew a tremendous geyser of thick cream into her pussy just as Rebecca reached her own peak and her cunt melted in a creamy flood. His spurt hosed her with such force that it almost lifted her right off the floor as if she had been standing astride Old Faithful just as it erupted. She could feel the burning lava fill her, blending with her equally hot cunt juice.

His hands tightened on her hips, dragging her back onto his prick, his belly jammed tightly against her ass. He poured a second great wad of jism into her, then a third. Each time she felt his cum gush into her, her cunt responded with another spasm of juicy joy. Cum and cunt juice, intermingled, came bubbling in a frothy torrent from her pussy. It soaked his belly and balls and flooded down her thighs.

"Come… come… come…" she wailed, wanting more, knowing that as long as he kept pouring the stuff into her, her own wonderful orgasm would keep flooding from her along with him.

And Bill kept coming.

Rebecca had never known a man to come with such abundance. She had never had so much spunk poured into her cunt, even on the few occasions when she had been gangbanged by several men, one after the other. He seemed to be an endless fountain of jism, his balls bottomless, his prick a goblet that could never be drained. He hosed her with geyser after geyser. It seemed as if he had already poured a bucketful of the stuff into her, and still it came flooding out.

Then, at last, he was drained.

He collapsed over her, clinging to her for a moment, belly to ass, then staggered back. His prick pulled from her clutching cunt and bobbed up and down before his loins as if undecided whether it should soften or stand firm. He leaned against the wall, panting.

"Jesus," he croaked.

Rebecca slowly turned, her legs unsteady. She was smiling with happy contentment. She looked at her lover. His prick jutted out, still hard despite his tremendous ejaculation, like some big cantilever that was bracing him against the wall. The shaft and knob glistened with cum and cunt juice.

Rebecca moved to him.

Bending down, she took his prick into her mouth and sucked the juice from him. She loved the taste of cum and cunt juice, blended together into a tasty sauce. In fact, naughty girl that she was, Rebecca rather liked the taste of cunt juice on its own, truth be known – but together, the juices were delicious.

She sucked him clean and then used her tongue to polish his knob until it glowed.

"Want to go to the bedroom now?" she asked.

Bill nodded. He moved unsteadily away from the wall. Rebecca put her arm around his waist and they went down the hallway side by side, both weak in the knees, supporting each other.

Bill stretched out on the bed.

Rebecca curled up beside him, her head on his belly. She began playing with his prick.

She hoped that he could summon up another creamy deluge as big as the first for her mouth.

Before she went down on him, she asked, "What brought that on, darling? I've never known any guy to come that much."