Warren Reagan - The hotter the daughter

Johnny's eyes bulged. He moaned and groaned as his prick slithered up and down inside Sarah's fuck-hole, almost as if he hadn't had a piece of ass in months.

"Fuck me, Johnny!" Sarah cried. "Fuck the shit out of me! Sink your prick in me! Fuck me like you fucked my daughter last night!"

"Your cunt's too much!" he moaned. "I can't stop it! I have to…"

And Gerta saw it happen.

He raised his hips in a wide arc, then fucked his prick deeper into her mother's pussy.

Her mother's cunt muscles must have contracted around his cock because he grunted and his legs bounced up from the floor as if he was suddenly jolted by a bolt of lightning.

"I'm coming! Oh my God, honey, I'm coming!" Sarah stiffened, and she clung to Johnny's neck.

Then she kissed him as if she meant to suck out his guts.

Johnny's hands went up to her waist, clamping her to his groin in a tight grip. Their crotches kept slapping together fiercely, his prick swishing in her hairy pussy.

Her body heaved in a shuddering convulsion. For a moment it seemed that time stood still.

Gerta squeezed her legs tighter around Frankie's finger-fucking fist. Her heart pounded as she saw her mother receive load after load of Johnny's cum. Her sticky, heated pussy tingled with thrill after thrill as she watched her mother fuck the boy with a passion beyond description.

And all the while they watched her mother fuck, Frankie's prick steadily grew harder and harder in Gerta's hand. She could almost feel his balls filling with another load.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"How does it feel to watch your mother get laid?"

Gerta's breath shot out of her mouth like, a stream, of hot steam. She turned her head and licked Frankie's ear. "Wonderful! Mommie sure knows how to throw a mean fuck!"

"And what about her daughter?" Frankie chuckled.

Gerta turned in Frankie's arms, facing him. "Just you wait! Mommie taught me all she knows. Like mother, like daughter!"

"I can hardly wait."

But as he spoke, she got a whiff of his breath and smelled her pussy-cream still on his lips. It, reminded her of a delightful promise she had made earlier.

"But first I'm going to lick the cum from between your friggin' legs!" She giggled. She tugged at his slacks. "It's about time these things came off, don't you think?"

He grinned and hunched his ass up from the sofa.

She slid his slacks down to his knees, then his shorts.

Then she saw it! His cock! Her heart pounded. For a moment, she was unable to take her eyes off his prick. She was thrilled.

"Oh my God!" she gasped when she saw the size of his cock.

His prick came straight out from between his legs. Huge balls hung from the base, the size of two large eggs. His fucker was much thicker and longer than Johnny's. His mushroom-shaped cock-head had a blunt red tip that oozed clear liquid.

And she had thought Johnny's cock was big! Thick purple veins ran up and down its length.

His black bush had thick curly hair, shiny cum covered everything, his balls, his legs. His twelve-inch cock dribbled cream.

His twelve inches of cock-meat mesmerized her.

He kicked off his shoes and wiggled out of his slacks. With one quick tug, his shorts joined the slacks in a heap at his feet.

She lowered her head and licked his cock-tip. It tasted the same as Johnny's – thick, juicy, slightly salty. It throbbed against her tongue.

With her left hand, she cupped his balls and worked her mouth down to the wrist-thick root. She felt his hands fumbling with the zipper on the back of her dress.

"Now let me see what you have hidden under your friggin' dress," he said.

"Let me do it! You take your shirt off!" Quickly she stood up and finished unzipping herself. Kicking off her low-heeled shoes, she wiggled her dress over her head and tossed it on the floor.

With an impatient tug, she broke her bra strap and the lacy silk fluttered to the floor.

Frankie's shirt followed.

Guts was just beginning to bloom into a beautiful woman. For the past few years, she had watched her body blossom from the awkward, lanky schoolgirl to a nicely padded teenager that now stood in her mother's living room completely naked.

She looked down at Frankie's throbbing cockshaft. Suddenly, she felt exhilarated, sexy, wanton.

Raising her arms above her heady she turned a complete circle as Frankie feasted his eyes on her beautiful, curvy hips.

His eyes were glued to her rounded white ass as she raised on her toes and promenaded around the room.

Her nipples were hard, pointing upward. Her pulse quickened.

Inspired by the lust in his eyes, she stopped in front of him and did a shimmy. With her hands clasped behind her neck, she wiggled her chest and made her tits sway back and forth. Faster and faster her tits slapped from one side of her chest to the other.

It made her feel like a fucking harlot. Her pussy grew slicker with honey.

"Hey, man!" Johnny called from across the room. "Look at those suckers shake!"

Her mother, down on the boy's flaccid prick licking the cock-cream from his prick, stopped her sucking, and her lips parted in a fascinated smile. When she saw Gerta performing her sensual wiggles, she began to clap.

"Shake it, baby?" she shrieked from across the room.

But Frankie kept staring at her daughter's naked body, entranced.

She lowered her groin down to the level of his eyes. Her soft triangle of ash-blonde hair waved softly in rhythm as she wiggled her fleshy pussy from side to side.

His eyes thrilled her as she watched them hungrily devour each slithering movement of her hips.

She increased her tempo, and her passion seared through her body. Drops of sweat beaded on her forehead, her chest. The perspiration made her body glisten. Slowly, she moved her pussy closer and closer to his face.

Her mouth began to water. Her cunt burned, and her spine tingled. Nothing had ever thrilled her like this before.

"Hey, babe!" Johnny yelled, still naked on the floor where he had just fucked Sarah. "How about some of that hot stuff over my way?"

Her mother, with her head on the bars thigh, roared in laughter.

"Oh my God! She's making Johnny ready for another round!" She put her hand on his dripping prick. "Lord, his fucker is beginning to rise! Christ, he's making me hot again!"

Gerta smiled at the sudden attention she drew from the horny spectators. Her face was flushed red and her pubic hair was encrusted with streaks of honey-juice that dribbled from her hot pussy.

She turned and, still crouched, shoved her asshole against Frankie's nose, grinding it into her brown shit-hole. The sensation between the crack of her ass sent a luscious tingle of pleasure through her loins.

With a grunt of obvious joy, Frankie grabbed her hips and began to skewer his nose deeper into her pulpy shit-hole. She grinned.

A sudden sense of her absolute sexual power over the boys' hard pricks gave her a sudden flush of satisfaction. The scent of her hot ass and the warmth of her tight pussy made their wonderful cocks grow hard again. It was a wonderful cycle… and it had all started with one little kiss the other night.

No wonder her mother loved to be fucked by a real prick. Making love to a woman was one thing. But the sudden jolt of a man's fiery hot jism shooting out of his cock-head and ramming its way up the walls of her quivering cunt was no substitute.

Now she had two horny cunt-lappers who wanted her. Two pricks to play with. Two sets of king-size balls full of that wonderful white cream. God, how much she had learned during the past twenty-four hours!

She spun around and kissed Frankie hard on the lips.

"Don't go away, you naughty boy!" she giggled. "I'll be right back!" Gerta turned to Johnny. "So you think my stuff's hot? Maybe you'd like a sample!"