Bob Wallace - Sis on the make

Two cocks were creaming her and Melanie went insane. She felt her pussy fill with her father's cum. His cum triggered another orgasm in her quivering, bucking body.

"Ooooo, I'm cuming again!" she cried.

Cum oozed from her pussy and gushed from her ass. "I can't stop," she squealed as Mike pounded her asshole with his cock and her father drilled his prick into her pussy. "I can't stop!"

Mike rode her fast and hard, his cock slicing into her ass at a blinding speed. His balls kept churning into the cum, the hot gooey wads spurting up into her belly.

He jabbed again, his balls drained, his prick empty. A shuddering tremor swept through him and he stopped, his cock slipping from her ass. He moaned, crawling back to his mother to have his prick cleaned with her mouth.

"Whatta fuck."

With her ass empty, she rode her father's squirting cock recklessly. Quick jerking movements with, her hips and frenzied bouncing had them both creaming their brains out. She jerked up, her head swaying, her tits jiggling.

"Ooooo, Dad!"

Alan grabbed her tits again and pulled her down, grinding his groin into her clit. "Baby! Baby!" He lunged up, spewing cum into her writhing body.

Melanie was almost faint. Everything was a blur. "Dad!" She stiffened, then collapsed on top of him, twitching as she skittered down from the dizzy heights of her orgasm. "Ooooo, Dad!"

Alan lunged up one last time, emptying his cock. He moaned, holding her tight. "You're fantastic, baby."

The rest of the day and night was a blur to Melanie.

It was long after midnight when they all trudged up the stairs to bed, each thinking about tomorrow when Dave and his wife Lorna and their sons would join them.

"God," Melanie sighed as she closed her eyes. "Whatta family I have."