Sally Simpson - With Bobby_s mom

On the screen, Rick dropped to his knees and grabbed Daisy's wrists so she could no longer defend herself. This gave his friend a clear shot. With a vicious thrust, he slammed his cock deep into her pussy, and she cried out in angered pain.

At nearly the same instant, Bobby wedged his prick head against Brenda's cunt, and she nearly swooned with excitement. All the delicate curves in her cunt ignited, and a quicksilver jolt of pleasure shot through her belly. She pushed against him, moving her pussy out of the line of attack, praying that he would counter her move and fuck in deep.

The movie goaded Bobby on. He glanced up to see the dark stud shaft mercilessly into Daisy's defenseless pussy, and with a quick, swiveling motion, Bobby managed to bring his prick head back in line with his mother's steamy cunt. Then, with a sudden thrust, he shafted deep inside.

"Aaaaagh!" Brenda cried. He was in her deep.

Bobby groaned deeply as the soft, supple walls of her pussy pressed in on his prick. Knowing that Brenda wanted him to force her, he moved his hands down her arms, holding them against the carpet so she couldn't pummel him. Then he pulled back and rammed his prick inside her again.

Brenda cried, "No! No! Stop!" But Bobby could feel the sharp contractions of lust deep in her cunt.

Their fuck action was paralleled perfectly in the movie. The dark man was pumping Daisy hard, and though she yelled and screamed, it was easy to see that she was getting off on it. Grinding her ass, and swiveling her hips, she was getting hotter by the minute.

Brenda thrashed her head from side to side, begging Bobby to stop. Sweat beaded up on her forehead and between her tits and began to trickle down. Bobby leaned down and began to slurp it up, rolling his tongue around and around the swells of her tits, making her sigh and moan and shudder with pleasure.

Brenda thought she would die from the excitement. There was no way in the world she could continue to pretend that she was not enjoying the fuck. So she let herself go, humping up at the boy with fierce desire, the strong action of her cunt muscles sucking his prick in deep.

The effect was devastating.

"Aw man! Oh, oh, oh! I'm coming! I'm coming!" Bobby cried. With a mighty thrust, he rammed his prick in to the hilt, unloading deep in Brenda's pussy.

Hot jizz spattered against the delicate walls of her pussy, triggering five, or ten orgasms in rapid succession. She howled and whimpered and moaned, slamming the soles of her feet against the carpet, tugging her wrists free of Bobby's grasp.

When it was over, she went slack, her body wrung out from an overload of pleasure. With bleary eyes, she turned her head toward the screen, and her lips quivered into a faint smile.

Daisy, too, was in the throes of orgasm, humping violently beneath the steady thrusts of her rapist. Weeping with desire, she ran her sharp fingernails down his back, leaving long, vivid marks. Finally, she arched her back, shuddered, and screamed with release. "All's well that ends well," Brenda sighed, running her fingers playfully through Bobby's hair.

Brenda stepped from the shower, shaking the water from her hair. Her rosy skin glowed with health, and her eyes sparkled with good humor.

David was sitting on the bed, watching her with obvious admiration.

"God, you're beautiful!" he said as he rose and took a step toward her.

His prick was hard, and the veins that spiraled along the shaft were pulsing with blood.

Brenda smiled slyly at him, but sidestepped out of his reach.

"I'd love to fuck again, darling," she said, "but I've really got to get home. Look at the time!" She pointed to his bedside alarm clock.

"I'd make it a quickie," he said, catching her in his arms and pulling her close to him. The dewy flesh of her tits pressed hard against his chest, and for a moment, she hesitated, feeling a rush of arousal spread through her cunt and tits.

She giggled, then kissed him gently on the lips. "Out of the question, David! But I'll take a rain check!"

He shook his head, then gave her a playful slap on her ass. "Say, tomorrow?"

"I think that can be arranged." She winked at him and pulled free of his embrace.

It was mid-morning by the time Brenda got home. The mailman was out doing his rounds, and some of the children on the block had already organized a game of kickball. So she was surprised to find Bobby still in bed.

"Wake up, sleepy head!" she said as she pulled the bedclothes back.

"Huh?" A very sleepy Bobby sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"Well, well… what's this?" Brenda reached over Bobby and picked up a tiny pair of bikini panties.

She tossed them at him. He missed, and they landed on the floor in a little heap. "I did a little entertaining last night," he said, grinning.

"So I see. And who's the lucky girl?"

"Cara Wilkerson."

"Really? She's nearly five years older than you, isn't she?" Brenda asked in surprise. A tall, slender red head with eye-popping curves, she worked as a clerk in the grocery store after school.

"Four years older," Bobby corrected.

"Tell me about her," Brenda said, her eyes lighting up with a lewd sparkle.

Bobby smiled and leaned forward. He knew Brenda loved to play kiss and tell. "Well, I've been going to the store a lot, talking to her, you know. And I finally invited her over to watch some videos."

"Good move," Brenda said as she reached behind her and unzipped her dress.

"They were those movies you and I watched the other night."

"Yes, I remember." Brenda shivered with excitement just thinking about them, lots of beautiful bodies fucking in every possible position and combination.

"Anyway, Cara got really hot, so I felt her up."

"What were her tits like?" Brenda slipped her dress down and off her shoulders, and unhooked her push-up bra. Her big, beautiful tits bounced into view, flushed with her mounting excitement.

Bobby gazed at his mother's succulent tit flesh, then reached out for it, sliding his palms under the heavy under swells.

"Her tits aren't nearly as big and beautiful as yours, Mom, but they sure are pretty. They have little freckles all over them, and the nipples are so big, they're like hubcaps." He leaned down and sucked Brenda's right nipple into his mouth, sinking his teeth very gently into it.

"Aaaugh!" Brenda groaned, her eyes rolling upward.

Bobby was pleased with Brenda's response. Reluctantly, he let her nipple slip from his mouth so he could continue his story. But he continued to knead and caress her tits.

"Anyway," he continued, "I sucked on her tits, and she was rolling on the floor, groaning and crying. She was really hot, so I reached down and felt how wet her panties were, and I knew we were going to fuck."

Brenda was breathing hard. Hot pussy juice dribbled out between her cunt lips and pooled in her panties. She raised the hem of her dress, pulling the fabric up aver her crotch, exposing first her long, pale legs and then the delicate black lace of her panties.

"Was she as wet as me?" she murmured, spreading her legs wide, so a few pale curls peeked out from the lace.

Bobby smiled at her, dropping his hands from her tits down to her widespread cunt. He pressed his fingers to the crotch of her panties, and she whimpered with excitement.

His fingers came away coated with syrupy cunt cream.

"No, not quite as wet as you," he said, and he reached for the waistband of her panties and tugged down.

Brenda's cunt-hair, now fully revealed, glistened in the light. Bobby licked his lips.

"What happened next?" she asked as she lay back on the bed, spreading her legs even farther apart so that Bobby could see right up into the dark pink recesses of her pussy.

He licked his lips again. His prick was standing up so erect that the head was beating against his belly.