Morris DeCat - Sweet Virgin_s Caress

His feet slid up over her ass to the small of her back, lifting the robe from the rich cheeks, baring them to the eyes of the twins. She continued to roll his balls against one another as she drew her tightened mouth up till her lips were against the rim of his knob, and then she loosened her hold to plunge back down around him. He groaned, his head dropping back atop the couch. His hips lifted, the inner arches of his feet curving to the tops of her now bared hips.

A hand moved over his chest, pushing his shirt and jacket back, and then another hand was there. Letting his hands slip from Kelly's head, he opened his eyes, and saw Alma kneeling beside him on the couch. Her dark brown eyes sparkled, her rounded cheeks dimpling, and she began to slide the shirt and jacket down his arm. Other hands began to move the clothes from the other arm and shoulder, and he turned his head to see Alex smiling at him from behind the couch, leaning over it to push the shirt and jacket down so that Alma could slip them from his hands.

His heart pounding as Kelly's mouth continued to move up and down his throbbing rod, he looked back to Alma. She looked down at her Aunt's bobbing head, and moved one hand over tie waves of dark hair, the other hand sliding over his chest. He looked at the pert rises of her cats with their thick nipples, straining to keep his eyes open. She looked back at him, and smiled as she saw him looking at her breasts. Her hand moved from his chest to his wrist, and she lifted his hand to her breasts, arching them toward him.

Every nerve ending sizzling, he curved his hand to the softness of her breast, feeling the hard peg of her nipple against his palm, and she leaned forward to kiss him as he caressed her. Her tongue flowed into his mouth, her taste sweet, and he murmured in ecstasy, his other hand lifting to her. waist. Kelly's mouth tightened and loosened as it stopped its rise and fall, and her fingers pushed down to knead his root as her palms continued to roll his nuts. He groaned into the girl's mouth, feeling Alex's hands moving over his shoulders and chest, Alex's lips moving from his face to his ear to tongue it.

His hand dropping from Alma's tit, he slid both hands down over the wide ovals of her ass, pulling her against him, and her tits pressed against his chest. Kelly's mouth pulled at him insistently, tightening and loosening, tightening and loosening, her tongue stroking his dorsal vein as her fingers stroked his root. His balls shifted in her palms, his spend straining for release. Alex's tongue turned in his ear, Alma's moving over his. His fingers crimped Alma's skirt, lifting it as he caressed her tush, and his fingertips were against the undersides of her ass cheeks. He moved them inward, and she groaned into his mouth as he caressed the silky ovals.

He groaned, the throbbing of his tool quickening to Kelly's mouthing, and his mouth pulled free of Alma's, his joined fingertips pressing in against the base of her cunny. Her mouth lifted to his other ear, and the twins' tongues moved in each ear as he felt the girl's silky pubes, and the dampness of her furrow with one hand, the other dropping to Kelly's head as he twisted on the couch, his mind flashing with arousal.

His flushed face lifted, his mouth widening as his eyes screwed shut. The tongues of the twins turned in his ears, and Kelly's flashed against the underside of his cock, her mouth beginning to rise and fall again. Their hands moved over him, caressing his shoulders, chest, and his balls and root. His brain spun as he was seized by rapture. His one hand shook against Alma's ass, his fingers tensed against her plump box, his other hand lifting to cup Alex's head, and his body arched, his hips thrusting, his feet gripping Kelly's waist as she pulled his juices from him. He cried out hoarsely, the throbbing becoming a pounding that beat through to the center of his brain.

He was dimly aware of Alma moaning as his hand shook against her mound, but his brain was reverberating with ecstasies as his spend blasted free. Kelly sucked hard, her hands moving faster at his root. He groaned breathlessly, his tool jerking within her mouth, and his spunk was hosing into her mouth as he came, all consciousness of his body's actions or where he was lost in the overwhelming release.

Gradually, he became aware of Kelly's lips moving gently around his shaft as the pulsing within it slowed. Sprawled back on the couch, he moistened his lips, his heart pounding against his chest as he sought to slow his breathing. Kelly's mouth drew back, and he was aware of her moving back from the couch.

His head clearing, he opened his eyes. Sitting back against her heels, Kelly smiled at him, the opened robe hanging down outside her breasts and her hips. Ales held two filled wine glasses, and she took one. His clothes having been put aside, Alma was laying a robe across the couch, the collar and cuffs black while the white of the rest was interwoven with large, geometric patterns of black and green. Nodding, he took the other wine glass, which Ales offered.

Looking at Kelly over the rim of the glass, he realized that she had moved back a bit while he had been drifting in the wake of his climax. He lowered the glass as the twins moved between him and Kelly, and he watched them kneel down while moving his legs further apart. His semi-flaccid tool lay over the top of one thigh, a thin coating of his spend upon it, and a small smear of it gleamed upon his leg. The twins moved their hands over his thighs as they leaned forward, and he felt the softness of one of Alma's tits against one leg.

Sipping her wine, Kelly smiled as his eyes squinted. His breath caught, the tongues of the twins drifting over his staff, and then they were licking his taste from it, their inside hands caressing his balls as their outer hands moved over his hips. He moved his fingers through their soft hair, his other hand holding the glass as he rested it atop the couch. Their tongues moved to the come on his thigh, and they skimmed it up, then lifting together, their tongues painting one another's with his jism. He took a sip of wine, watching their tongues dance together.

Smiling drunkenly, the twins looked at one another, and leaned back over his groin. His prod shifted, hardening. Alma slid her tongue under his knob, and she sucked, her lips nuzzling as she drew it into her mouth. Her lips closing around the top of his shaft, she raised her face to draw his trunk taut, and Alex's mouth opened against the side of it. Their tongues moved against him, Alma sucking at his knob as Alex sucked his shaft, their hands continuing to move over his root and balls.

Kelly set her glass aside, and leaned forward. He looked down with glazed eyes, watching her lift Alma's skirt and roll it up under the waistband to bare the wide ovals of her ass, and then work Alex's pants down from the rounder ovals of her tush. His rod stiffening, Alma took in more of his shaft, Alex's mouth widening around the side of it. Kelly moved her hands over their ass cheeks, and down between their thighs to caress them, and they murmured around and against his now erect cock. Their asses moved from side to side as their aunt stroked them, and they sucked harder and licked faster.

His breathing ragged, he closed his eyes to savor the sensations, and then opened them as the twins' mouths left him They smiled up at him, licking their lips as they curled their hands around his staff as if choosing a batter. Kelly already standing, they too stood, and they took his hands as Kelly picked up the robe and took his glass.

He and the twins swaying, Kelly slipped the robe up his arms and over his shoulders. He turned to face her, his hands going to her waist. Her swollen tits pressed against his chest, and his knob skimmed up along her stomach until the underside of his shaft was pressed against her. Their arms going around one another beneath their robes, they kissed, and their tongues stretched into each other's mouth.