Sally Simpson - And mom makes three

The girl sighed with pleasure and humped up at him, more than ready for a good hard cunt-fucking.

Billy didn't disappoint her. He started fucking her cunt hard and fast, bracing himself by holding onto her arms, which she held above her head.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Cindy cried, her eyes rolling crazily as he slammed into her.

And then Billy cried out, fucked in hard and fell onto her chest. Sally watched in fascination as the blood began to drain out of his face and his muscles began to relax. It had been an incredible come.

But Cindy was still humping up at the boy, flexing her thighs, wriggling her ass, trying to milk his cock as best she could while it was still semi-hard.

"Come on, Billy! Do me!" she cried over and over, pulling her wrists free of his hands, placing them on his ass buns and pushing on them.

It didn't work. In a moment, Billy's soft, spent prick slid out of Cindy's fuck hole. Feverish with desire, Cindy pushed Billy off of her so she could diddle herself.

"Ungh, oh yeah!" she groaned as she shoved two fingers up her steamy cunt, fucking them in and out with lightning speed. Never one to neglect her cunt, she slid the fingers of her other hand up the slot between her cunt labes until she found her clit, then she began hammering on it.

Aroused by the lewdness of Cindy's display, Sally raised herself to a sitting position, reached over and began tweaking the girl's upright nipples.

"Yes! Yes! Yes?" Cindy groaned. Her thighs began shaking uncontrollably, her toes curled and uncurled as the tension built.

And then, arching her neck and back, the girl let loose with a shriek of release. She moved so suddenly that she yanked her nipples out of her mother's grasp, cutting them on the woman's fingernails. But this only seemed to add to her pleasure as she humped and shivered with climax after climax.

When it was over, mother, son and daughter lay in the hot, musty room, trying to regain their strength.

"Looks like we have a customer!" Jack said, lowering his Playboy magazine as he looked out the window.

Sally gazed in the same direction. A tall, elegantly dressed man was emerging from a silver Mercedes. As he began walking toward the motel office, Sally's eyes lit up – not only because the man was so handsome, but because she had spotted the pretty young girl waiting for him in the car.

"I'll take care of him, dear… go ahead and finish your magazine."

"If you're sure you don't mind…"

"No problem," Sally said brightly. Though she managed to look calm, her heart was beating a mile a minute.

She let herself into the back entrance of the office just in time to greet the man as he waked through the front door. He was very attractive, with black hair going gray at the temples, and a firm, muscular physique that could not be hidden by his well-tailored clothes.

His face was tanned and ruggedly handsome, and the cleft in his chin and the ice-blue of his eyes made him look a little dangerous. Sally glanced casually out the window, hoping to catch a better glimpse of his companion. There was no doubt about it – the girl was practically a baby. Just a few years older than Cindy. But somehow Sally knew the girl wasn't the gentleman's daughter.

"Can I help you, sir?"

"Yes," he said, flashing her a dazzling smile. "I'd like a double room for my wife and myself for, uh, just tonight."

"Certainly, sir," Sally said.

Now she was certain that the two were at the motel for an afternoon delight. She'd seen it many times before. They'd fuck their brains out for a couple of hours and then leave quietly, never checking out officially. Next morning, when the maid went in to clean up, she'd find the room key lying on the dresser.

This was just too juicy for her to pass up.

"Sign here," she said, passing him the register. Then she turned pulled a key off the rack and handed it to him. "Room 122. I'm sure you'll find it to your liking."

"Thank you. I have no doubt we will enjoy our stay."

Sally waited several minutes, until she was sure that the man and his companion had settled them selves into the room. Then, very quietly, she let herself into Room 120 and removed the painting from the two-way mirror.

To her delight, the two of them hadn't wasted any time. The young girl was already completely nude, kneeling in front of the man, undoing his belt and trousers. When the pants slid down his legs and settled around his ankles, she carefully pulled his briefs down over his massive hard-on.

Sally groaned at the sight of the man's luscious prick – thick and long and pulsing with passion. His cock looked very much like Jack's except that the head was narrower, and the color a deeper purple.

As the young girl grabbed the man's prick, Sally got a good look at her. Her face was attractive in a conventional way with turned-up nose, rosy cheeks and blue eyes, but it was her tits that were truly astounding. They were high and firm and incredibly big – bigger than Sally's by at least two inches. And the nipples were a delicious coral color. Sally found herself hungrily licking her lips as she gazed at those incredible tits.

Though the girl was just a teenager, she knew what she was doing when it came to sucking cock. She licked and lapped at the man's prick as if it were sweet and tasty. And the man groaned and rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet, his handsome face screwed up into a frown of need.

Faster and faster she bobbed her on his prick, her tits jiggling wildly. And just when Sally thought the man was going to come – just when she was imagining how sexy it would be for him to pump the young girl full of hot, thick jizz, he pulled out.

His prick twitched and lurched, deprived of the hot wet mouth that had been giving it such pleasure.

Jesus! He must be crazy. Sally taught, rubbing her thighs together hard. She wished she could jump him right that moment and force her churning pussy down on his cock meat.

The man grabbed the teenager's hand and practically hurled her onto the bed. He followed immediately, giving her instructions as he lay down on his belly.

Sally held her breath, wondering what could possibly be next.

The girl lay right on top of the man, pressing her big tits between his shoulder blades, and her blonde cunt muff right above his ass. Then she began licking his neck up and down, sometimes with short kittenish strokes, sometimes with long, lapping strokes.

The man was clearly enjoying himself. He grabbed handfuls of the bedspread and crumpled them roughly in his hands while he humped his firm, hairy ass up and down, giving the girl a ride as she laved down over his shoulder blades.

"Shit!" Sally groaned, feeling the heat rising in her cunt.

She unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse to cool off a little, but it didn't help. Her whole body was hot and shuddering with excitement, and she knew what she had to do.

As she watched the young girl lick across the bicep of the man's left arm, Sally unbuttoned her blouse all the way and tossed it aside. Then she unhooked her bra and breathed a sigh of relief as her tits bobbed free.

"Ooooh, baby – suck him good!" she rasped, delighting in the way the innocent-looking girl was sucking and licking down the man's back.

The man let go of the bedspread and reached under his belly to jack on his cock while the girl licked and kissed his back and arms. She was incredibly thorough, licking and kissing down his sides and over the ends of his ribs – even slipping her tongue into the man's armpits.

She really seemed to be enjoying herself, too, as she wriggled her cunt mound into the man's firm ass buns. Every now and then, she would reach down through her silky blonde cunt hairs and diddle her clit.

By now, Sally had slipped out of her pants and panties and was standing naked before the two-way mirror. Ha tits tingled with excitement and her cunt ached for stimulation.