Dawn Cummings - Her sensuous search

Slowly, he propped his head upon his palm and stared at her. Lauralee saw his eyes reach past her, where four naked people were poised, listening. "Robbie," he said.

The boy came forward without hesitation, his young prick bobbing its pink head before him, and Bettina came up beside him to take her husband's hand. Lauralee saw how utterly gorgeous they were together, so slim and fresh and exciting.

"Robbie," Marshall said, "So you've been screwing your mother? With all this other pussy around, including that lovely girl, you still get into your mom?"

"Yes," the boy said proudly. "Mom's cunt is something very special to me. I'd like for you and me to share it together, to get her between us and pour the meat to her every way we can. But if you don't want that…"

"Wait a minute," Marshall said. "I didn't say that. I'm only trying to get things straight in my head, son. And hell – I never had it so good in all my life. Besides, since I just dicked your wife, it's only a fair trade for you to fuck mine, right? I'm sorry, kid, but they've screwed me down to a frazzle, and I won't be able to ball her with you – not right away. But you can be damned sure we'll get together on her and in her, soon as I can raise another hard-on."

Robbie grinned hugely. "That's great, Dad! I alwavs hoped you two would get together again, and now it'll be better than ever."

Marshall pushed himself to a sitting position. "Well, YOU'VE got yourself a good hard-on. What are you going to do with it?"

Lauralee bent over, bracing herself upon hands and knees, seeing Chris and Jessica approaching, hearing them laughing with relief and anticipation. She didn't have to say anything to Robbie; he knew what was expected of him, and the boy was obviously eager to demonstrate his sexual prowess to his father, to show the man he was a horny young stud capable of bringing his mother's pussy to a boil.

Dropping to his knees behind her, Robbie set the velvet head of his cock into her quivering labia, and stroked the cheeks of Lauralee's smooth ass when he pushed slowly but steadily up into her receptive pussy lips from behind. While his rod was sliding home, Lauralee placed her cheek upon her husband's knee and said, "Welcome home, darling."

Marsball grinned, "Whoever you're talking to, it's all right with me," he said.