Kathy Harris: Hot virgin daughter

A shudder of desire shot through her and Ned let himself be pulled over backward, grabbing his wife around the waist to make their landing soft as they fell onto the big, braided rug next to the bed.

Marge moaned again as she felt the soft rug pressing against her back. She gasped with excitement as she felt her husband's, naked, muscular body, and pressing down on her. She loved being, pinned down flat on her back with him on top of her, hard and lean.

She could feel the man's cock, stiff and throbbing, as it pressed against her lush thigh, and she thought she would lose her mind if Ned didn't enter her juicy cunt soon.

She didn't like to admit to herself the reason why she was so super horny. She felt as if they hadn't fucked in ages, and yet they had fucked and sucked each other to multiple orgasms just that morning. As Ned hooked his thumbs into the elastic of Marge's flimsy panties, pulling down on them, she moaned softly, her lust-filled thoughts turning to the real reason for her extreme horniness – her son. But, then, with a groan, she opened her arms to her husband, forcing all forbidden fantasies about her son from her mind.

She lifted her ass up off the floor to help her husband slip her panties off of her and soon she lay naked and quivering beneath him. The fabric of the rug felt warm and prickly between the smooth flesh of her ass and down between her legs, her tender, throbbing pussy felt open and vulnerable, just waiting for Ned's hard cock to thrust inside it.

"Oh, Ned," she cooed, "oh, hurry, lover, I can't wait! I want you to fuck me!"

Ned was hovering over his wife now, on his knees, her legs between his spread thighs. His long, thick cock pointed straight out from the base of his flat stomach. Nudging his knees between her legs, slender legs, he spread them as far apart as he could.

She was moaning now, and he enjoyed watching the expression of lust that twisted her lovely, face. His bursting prick bobbed obscenely, impatient to get on with the action.

Ned stroked the top of his wife's pussy mound, and she began to throw her head back and forth on the rug. He tangled his fingers in the moist, curly hairs of her pussy, then spread the bloated lips apart.

He licked his lips as he examined the pink flesh of the woman's obscenely spread cunt. Marge's hips twisted as she squirmed, begging him to fuck her, as Ned's teasing middle finger slipped among the soft folds of the moist waiting cunt.

The thick pad of his finger pressed down on the head of Marge's clit and she moaned with excitement. Ned felt the twitching clit jump beneath his finger, and he groaned, remembering how, only hours earlier, he had had that same finger inserted in his sexy daughter's virgin cunt. The lewd thought was so exciting to the man that he almost came on the spot. But he had no intention of blowing his wad outside of a pussy, the way he had with Lola.

He could feel Marge's clit pulsing, growing larger beneath the relentless pressure of his finger until it hardened and throbbed like a miniature prick.

"Ohhhh, yesssss!" Marge moaned as her husband began a steady flicking motion across her tortured clit. The woman was completely lost in the throes of lust now, her face a mask of longing and desire.

Sweat dripped from Ned's chest and face, and Marge felt the warm drops falling upon her flesh.

"Shit, you're beautiful, baby," Ned murmured, breathing heavily.

The feel, of her seeping wet cunt flesh beneath his finger was so erotic it took his breath away. The smooth, wet flesh other pussy sucked and nibbled on his finger until he thought he would have to stop and fuck her right then. But, he wanted to continue the unbearable teasing that he knew would make Marge turn into a wild screaming mass of lust beneath him.

"Yes… kiss me, darling, kiss me!" Marge moaned.

As he bent low to kiss his beautiful wife, he took his swollen prick in one hand and guided it toward her widespread cuntal opening. Taking his fingers from her pussy, he slipped his tongue far back in her mouth and slipped his arm underneath her at the waist, pulling upward.

At the same time, the blood-engorged head of his prick touched the tight wet mouth of Marge's cunt. And, with a savage lust that had a lot more to do with his virgin daughter than with his wife, Ned pushed hard, burying the head of his cock snugly inside Marge's juicy pussy.

"Ohhhh, God, yessss!" Marge cried, bucking her hips upward. Her legs spread still farther out on either side of her husband's body as her eyes rolled back up into her head.

Ned grinned and pushed hard once again. This time, the full length of the man's ten inch thick cock sped all the way to the back of Marge's wet cunt. With a dull thud, it landed against the back wall and stopped, pulsing hard and hungrily against it.

"Aaaarrrggghhhh!" the woman cried, thrilled to feel her husband's prick completely filling her narrow cunt channel.

There was a stretching feeling in Marge's pussy as the tight, swollen head of Ned's prick filled her. It had always been like that for them. As many times as they had fucked, each time Ned's ten-inches thrust up into her surprisingly small and tight pussy, it was like fucking a virgin all over again. Marge secretly believed that it was the main reason they had managed to remain married for so many years when, all around them, their friends were getting divorces. No matter how often they fucked, it could never become boring or commonplace for them.

Ned pulled his prick almost all the way out. Then, once again, he thrust his cock hard into Marge's throbbing cunt, and the deliciously heavy weight of his muscular body continued to push down on her.

Marge loved it! Her husband was taking bet with such force that she was having trouble breathing, and the fire inside her pussy grew hotter with each cock-thrust.

She was skewered now to the hilt, her cunt walls sticking at the thick throbbing pole of cock-meat. Her entire body was consumed with fuck-lust.

"Commmmiiinnngggg, oh, darling, fuck me hard, I'm coming!" Marge suddenly cried.

Gigantic waves of erotic pleasure crashed down around the trembling woman as her pussy hole shot out a load of her orgasmic juices.

Marge knew that, thanks to her husband's expert fucking, she would come many more times before he finally pulled his huge throbbing cock out of her drenched pussy.

"You sexy little bitch!" Ned grunted. He loved the feel of his wife's tight, juicy pussy spasming around his prick, making it all the harder.

He cupped her asscheeks with both hands, painfully kneading his fingertips into her tender assflesh. He began to fuck her harder than ever, needing badly to come himself, and so aroused by her violent orgasm that he could not restrain himself any longer anyway.

Marge's pussy grew wetter still, and Ned's prick stiffened all the more, as he plunged his cock in and out of her cunt with violent fury.

He slipped his cock out of his wife's pussyhole until only its tip remained before thrusting it back in again, harder and deeper with each exciting plunge.

Loud, sucking noises filled the room every time he slid out, then slammed brutally back into her helplessly coming out. For Marge was now having orgasm after orgasm. The recovery time between each climax was growing shorter and shorter, the harder and more savagely her husband fucked her. The woman was lost in a mindless series of body-quaking, pussy-wetting orgasms, and she could not have been happier.

Marge felt her husband's prick growing bigger inside her, and she suddenly realized that she couldn't wait for him to come. She longed to feel his cum filling up her little pussyhole, and she wanted to feel it soon!

"Please come now, darling! I can't stand it! I need your cum! Give it to me! Please!" Marge screamed as she flailed outward with arms and legs, hips and ass skidding against the rug with each up-surging blow of the man's cock against her spasming pussy walls.