Donna Allen - The hottest aunt

They both groaned with pleasure of the deep impalement.

She began churning her hips, rotating the channel of her cunt on his upstanding cock. He fucked into her twisting cunthole, his eyes fixed on her lush tits, hanging over his face like two melons. Lifting his hands, he clutched her jugs with his fingers, jiggling the globes.

She panted and squealed and pumped his cock with her gripping cunt, groaning with each downward thrust of her hips.

"Oh, God, is it good!"

She gradually increased the tempo of her humping, stroking his rigid cock up and down, churning and twisting to get her clit rubbed in the way she needed it. She adored the way he fucked, the way he bucked his cock like a stallion into the channel of her cunt. The noise of their fucking was marvelous, a squishy slurping sound that was music to her ears. Even the mattress wheezed and squeaked in harmony with their movements.

"Oh, God!" she groaned. "Oh, God, fuck me! Fuck me!"

He suddenly jerked and moaned and squirted his load into her hot cunt.

The spurting of his cock triggered her own climax, and her cunt-channel rhythmically clutched at his throbbing meat. The cream poured out of her cunt to dribble over his balls, and with a final gasp, she fell forward on his body and closed her mouth over his in a wet kiss.

When she pulled her face away, she looked down at him, smiled, and patted his cheek.

"That was lovely," she said. "Was it good for you, too?"

"Oh, yeah!"

"You're still hard, you little devil. We'll have to do something about that. Would you like to come again?"

"Mmmmmmmm."

She shifted her body up to his face, her long legs kneeling on either side of his head, her thick bush of cunthair directly over his nose.

"But first, you'll have to do something for me," she said. "I'd like you to kiss my pussy."

Without waiting for an answer, she lowered her cunt onto his nose and rubbed back and forth.

She loved having a man's nose and tongue in her cunt. It occurred to her this might be the first time she had ever done anything like this. She decided if that were so it was time he learned! A woman appreciated a man who sucked her pussy.

When his tongue stiffened and probed her cunt channel, she squirmed on his face to welcome him.

"That's it, lover!" she said. "Suck it! Suck my cunt!"

His tongue danced in and out of her cunthole, tasting the ripe fluids, slurping the juice into his mouth. She could feel her fat cuntlips slobbering over his mouth.

"Oh, yes!" she hissed. "That's good! That's good!"

He continued sucking. It was obvious he was enjoying himself. Using her fingers, she pushed her clit down on his tongue.

"Do my clit!" she cried.

She had a large clitoris. When he closed his lips over it, she took his hands and placed them on her asscheeks.

"Suck me! Keep sucking!"

Bucking her hips, she rubbed her stiff clit over his mouth. His face was now totally smeared with cuntjuice. She looked down and shivered when she saw him swallowing her fluids.

Clutching the cheeks of her ass, he milked the cream out of her cunt, her hot clit smashing again and again onto his firm snake-like tongue.

"Oh, sweet Jesus!" she cried. "I'm coming! Oh, yes! I'm coming!"

As the last orgasmic spasm contracted her cunt to squeeze her juice out onto his tongue, she twisted her body, fell off his face, and shifted her head down to his crotch…

Finding his erect cock, she slid her mouth over the swollen head. He gave out a rumbling groan of pleasure as he arched up to push more and more of his straining cock into her mouth.

Once again, she had the exquisite sensation of a large throbbing cock moving in and out of the drawing ring of her lips. The cockhead was smooth and rubbery, the pulsating flesh pressing her tongue down as she eased him down her throat. Her mouth watered as she slurped up and down, sucking him off for all she was worth.

She no longer thought of him as her nephew, but only as a male – a male with a thick cock that throbbed and jerked as she sucked it hungrily.

Her fingers worked frantically between his legs, playing with the heavy swollen spheres of his balls, tickling under the wrinkled sac, spreading his hairy thighs wide apart, pulling up to force more and more of his delicious cock down her quivering throat.

The faster and harder she sucked, the more he thrashed, his cock rooting deeper and deeper into her throat.

Suddenly, he was sucking her cunt again, his tongue slithering in and out, his lips working over her clit. She started climbing to another orgasm, delirious with his delightful sucking and the juicy force of his cock plunging in and out of her mouth, fucking her mouth with steady stabbing strokes.

When she felt his balls tighten, she knew his moment was at hand. Mewling with pleasure, she lowered her face over his writhing crotch, taking in as much of the heavy cock as she could as the hot torrents of his cum gushed down her throat.

She nursed his cock, sucking each spurting glob from the tightly filled head, coaxing his throbbing cum from his balls. She loved the soft moans of pleasure escaping from his lips, the uncontrolled trembling of his thighs, the jerking roll of his hips as he heaved the length of his cock into her mouth. As she rolled the last wad of cream over her tongue, bathing the sensitive head of his cock in the warm juice, she shuddered with the onset of her own climax. Moaning gratefully, she swallowed the last dribble of his hot young jism.

"Oh, Jesus!" he moaned.

Smiling, Gloria turned to him and kissed his cheek. "Did you like that?"

"I'm wiped out," he said.

She gave a soft giggle and kissed him again. "Do you still feel funny about coming in my mouth?"

"Not any more."

She flipped his limp cock with a finger. "Poor little thing," she said. "He's completely drained. You don't usually come this much, do you? I mean when you masturbate."

He shivered. "I once did it eight times in one day."

"Oh, my!" she said.

She fingered his balls, now loose in the sac. She wondered how many gallons of jism a man made in a lifetime. She had a sudden fantasy of taking a bath in it, soaking her body in a bathtub full of hot cum. The idea sent a warm tingle up her spine.

"I liked kissing your pussy," he said.

She continued fondling his balls and playfully pinching his cock.

"Some men don't like it, you know. But every woman loves having it done to her. I think you're going to be a marvelous lover. Let's clean up in the bathroom now. We can't lie around like this all day."

They left the bed, holding hands.

Inside the bathroom, she was puzzled because he seemed embarrassed. Then she realized what the trouble was.

"You have to pee, don't you?" she said.

He blushed and nodded.

Gloria laughed. "After the wonderful time we've just had, I don't think it'll matter much if I help you."

In a moment she had her fingers on his dangling cock, holding it to aim the stream at the bowl.

"Come on, honey," Walter Burnham said. "Get your clothes off."

Amy Burnham smiled. There was nothing in the world more pleasant than having her husband anxious for a fuck-session. She'd had a lousy day, and only a thorough workout would make ha human again.

As she began unbuttoning her blouse, she couldn't resist teasing him.

"You have anything in mind?"

"You know what I have in mind," he said.

"But we'll have to be careful," Amy said. "Your sister is in the next room, you know."

Walter laughed. "Gloria's no child. She's been married, and she knows we're not in here playing checkers at night."

Amy removed her blouse to reveal her large tits pushed up by her white bra. She had always been proud of her tits, and she was thankful they were still firm and springy. The one thing she'd never had to worry about was having enough cleavage to show at the top of a neckline.