Don Scott - Easy wild wife

Barbara had gotten herself horny thinking about fucking her own father, so she was ready for a little excitement. Holding onto the cell bars, pressing her face between the iron, she looked at her mother.

"They want us. What difference does it make? If it'll get me out of here, what choice do we have?"

"But in front of your father?" Karen looked at Joe.

Then the memory of him getting drunk and having some bitch sucking on his prick came to her, and she decided it would be perfect retribution if he had to watch her getting fucked by the deputy or sheriff.

Deputy Phelps opened the jail cell and Barbara stepped out. The moment she was out of the cell, Deputy Phelps closed and locked the door again. Joe glared at the deputy, who just gave a sarcastic smile in return.

"Don't be afraid, Mother," Barbara said. "The sheriff and deputy just want to get their rocks off and they want us to do it in front of daddy. That's all there is to it. It doesn't really have to mean anything."

Barbara looked at the sheriff and sensed instinctively what he wanted. She stepped closer to Karen and put her hands on her mother's shoulders.

"They want a show, so let's give them one." Barbara leaned forward, getting up on her tip-toes to kiss her mother's mouth softly. "Who knows? Maybe we'll even enjoy ourselves."

Barbara could tell that Karen wasn't into what was happening. But she also knew that there was a fire in her own cunt that was burning hotter and hotter and wouldn't be quenched until her clit exploded and her hot, slick girl-cum spewed out.

Running the tip of her tongue over Karen's lips, Barbara felt her mother's huge tits pressing lightly against her own. Even through the leather jacket she had on, the contact was electrifying for her. Her nipples grew hard instantly and the jacket pressed against the fiery nipples made them itch hungrily for attention.

"Mmmmm!" Barbara purred, flicking her tongue between Karen's lips, the tip of her tongue touching her mother's briefly.

Though she had done many crazy and sexy things in her life, Barbara couldn't believe how this particular situation was turning her on. She was going to make it with her own mother while the deputy, sheriff and her father all watched.

What more could an exhibitionist with a strong incestuous streak in her ask for? thought Barbara.

Her hands were trembling badly as she unbuttoned Karen's blouse. The moment the huge mounds of Karen's tits burst into view, Barbara dipped her face down and captured one nipple.

She'd never tasted anything quite so delicious as her own mother's nipple. Barbara opened her mouth as wide as she possibly could, sinking her teeth lightly into the tit flesh, lashing at the hard nipple with her tongue.

"Mmmmmmm!" Barbara moaned again, this time out of pure, raw, unbridled passion.

Barbara realized that Karen wouldn't initiate anything, so as she sucked on the big, lusty nipples she wrapped her arms around Karen and pulled the zipper to her long white skirt down. A moment later the skirt fell around Karen's ankles and Barbara's hands forced her thighs apart so she could get to that bushy, tasty pussy. She soon felt her own mother's pussyjuice on her fingertips.

"Mmmmmm!" Barbara moaned soulfully, sucking hungrily on one nipple as she played her fingertips over Karen's cuntlips and clit.

Karen rolled her head back on her shoulders and sighed, not really wanting to believe what was happening to her, not wanting to admit that she was getting hot and wet and ready for action. Barbara's hot mouth was working over her nipples, biting and sucking on them, and the fingers playing with her pussy were doing it so gently and so expertly that Karen was convinced Barbara had been making it with women for a long, long time.

"Ohhhhhh! Please stop!"

But Barbara knew her mother didn't want her to stop. The heat and moisture on her finger-tips from Karen's pussy told her that much.

Boldly the teenager thrust a finger between Karen's cuntlips. Her finger pushed into Karen's cunt easily. The cuntlips were slippery with pussyjuice.

"Ohhh! Ohhhhh!" Karen sighed as her clit turned red-hot.

Barbara nibbled on her mother's left nipple. With her right hand she eased her finger in and out of the hot pussy. Her left hand trailed up and down Karen's thighs, feeling the silk stockings against her palm and sensitive fingertips. She thirsted for the taste of her own mother's pussyjuice, wanted to feel Karen's cuntlips tightening around her own invading, probing tongue.

The teenager kissed Karen's sucked-in stomach, intent of burrowing her tongue deep into the hot, juicy pussy that she hungered for.

"Over here," Sheriff Carlisle said in that gravel-voiced, commanding tone of his. "This ain't a party for yourselves, you know!"

Barbara's head was spinning with lust. She didn't really know what had happened. All those eyes on her as she sucked on her mother's tits and fingered her seething pussy had fired up her own lust so strongly that she was tingling from head to foot.

The rickety wooden table was pulled close to the cell so that Joe could have a front row seat on the action that was about to take place.

"What are you?"

The words came from Karen as though she was in a trance. She didn't fight against the men as she was turned away from the table, then pushed backward over it.

The table wasn't very large. Karen could feel the sharp edges of the table against her thighs just above the tops of her black silk stockings and against her shoulders. Her high-heeled shoes dangled several inches above the floor. Her head hung down on the other side of the table, her lips parted slightly from the position she was in. Her big tits spread slightly, the nipples hard and moist from her daughter's mouth.

"Go on, Barbara," Sheriff Carlisle said, pushing the girl between Karen's spread thighs. "You know what to do."

Barbara started to get to her knees, but the sheriff slipped his hand between her legs, grabbing her by the pussy, keeping her in a standing position. She put her hands on her mother's thighs and looked at the bushy cunt and pink pussylips for a moment, feeling the sheriff's fingers working over her own cuntlips and clit.

This is going to be fan-fucking-tastic! the girl thought.

Karen moaned softly as she looked at the world upside-down. She saw Deputy Phelps' crotch and shivered on the table as he slowly, almost tauntingly, unzipped his pants and brought his cock and balls out of the fly of his trousers.

"Suck me, Karen," the deputy whispered.

Karen didn't say anything, but she was as hungry for the deputy's cock as he was for her to suck on it. He brought the fleshy, conical head of his prick to her mouth and she opened her lips in invitation, not even making any pretense of not liking to give blow-jobs.

"Mmmmmm!" the big-titted mother purred as her lips wrapped around the fat, meaty cockhead.

Barbara used her thumbs to pry her mother's cuntlips apart just a little. A finger was pushed into her pussy and she groaned her pleasure, then stuck her tongue as far out of her mouth as she could and tasted her mother's cuntlips.

After the first taste of pussyjuice from a cunt instead of on a cock after it had fucked her, Barbara was addicted. She groaned softly, her firm tits jiggling inside her leather jacket, and threw her face between Karen's thighs. Stiffening her tongue, she thrust it between the tight, juicy pink cuntlips, fucking her tongue as far into her mother's hot, wet pussy as she could.

Standing with his face pressed between the bars, Joe couldn't believe what he was seeing. He groaned softly and took his cock out, not taking his eyes off the action taking place just a few feet away from him.

"Unbelievable," he whispered, beginning to stroke his cock.

Karen was on the table, her legs dangling over one side, her head over the other. Deputy Phelps was standing near her face, pushing his prick back and forth between her lips, driving his cock deep into her hot mouth. On the other side of the table, Barbara was bent over at the waist, licking Karen's cunt, naked from the waist down except for the thigh-high black mesh stockings. Behind Barbara, Sheriff Carlisle was rubbing the head of his prick back and forth over her cuntlips and through the crevice of her firm, satiny smooth asscheeks.