Warren Reagan - The hotter the daughter

"Did your cunt bleed like that when you cherried yourself the first time, Gerta?" Jack asked.

"Shit no, honey. Just a few drops that stained the sheet when I got up the next morning. Movies exaggerate."

Jack lowered his hand to Gerta's ass. He found the brown button between her pink asscheeks, and his fingers pressed gently on the pink entrance to her shit-tract.

Gerta made spiraling motions with her head, grinding it down harder with each turn upon his prick which had now grown bits full stiffness.

His finger entered her shit-hole and plunged deep inside her bowels. She contracted her asswalls, making an attempt to shit the finger out.

The harder she tried to expel the wiggling finger, the better it felt. She squeezed until her eyes began to bulge.

Her fuck-silt was dripping thick gobs of honey, and Jack's dripping prick had flooded the nape of her neck with a thick layer of slime. She could feel it matting her hair.

"Oh, honey," she moaned. "I hate to tear you away from the movie. But I've got to be fucked again!"

"How about you getting on top here on the couch? That way I can fuck and watch television at the same time."

"I don't give a shit how we do it, as long as I get your fuckin' prick inside me!"

Gerta stood up, while Jack stretched himself out on the green sofa, his eyes still watching the sheik ass-fuck another eager, big-tilted, young virgin.

Jack's stiff boner stood up at rigid attention as Gerta straddled his thin body. She lowered herself upon his prick, her hand guiding his swollen prick into her aching cunt. Once entered, she rammed her body down, impaling his cock up her cunt until she felt his balls nestle snugly within the crack of her ass.

She looked down at his face, his eyes still watching the sheik fuck the maiden's shitter.

"Now you hold your load until I'm ready to come, honey. I want to go over, too!"

For a moment she just sat there, squirming her cunt around in tight little circles, feeling his cock tickle her itchy clit.

Then, slowly she lifted her ass upward, feeling his hard prickhead graze along her hot cunt as she withdrew herself from his throbbing prick.

Without warning, she plunged downward again, her ass making a loud slapping noise as she slammed to Jack's balls.

"Christ, Gerta, that feels good!"

She repeated the motion, over and over, her pace increasing with each stroke, her tits jiggling up and down in time with her rhythm.

Each time her bare ass slapped Jack's balls, her hot cunt squished as his prick forced the sugary fluids from her dripping-wet pussy.

Her body trembled all over. Her heart pounded in her chest. She could feel her climax nearing. She screamed. "Come, you mother-fucking son-of-a-bitching whore's asshole! I'm ready!"

Jack didn't need the prompting. The slick was about to ejaculate his load into the maiden, and with a screech that matched Gerta's, Jack exploded hot cum into Gerta's waiting belly that made her body twitch.

"Oooooooh, Jack! How you do fuck!" She jammed her toes into the sofa-cushion and pushed her cunt tight against Jack's humping fucker, as her cunt came in pulsing squirts.

She felt Jack's hot load pound into her womb like a gusher of boiling hot water, the tip of his boner pulsing with every shot.

"Oh, honey, more! Shoot all your fuckin' nuts cave in. More! More! More! I love it!"

Finally, he gave her the last drop of his cream. His body went limp. "Whatta fuck! I'm pooped!"

After it was all over, and, Jack had settled down to watch another video tape, Gerta leaned down and kissed him.

"Honey," she told him. "I'm going into Rachel's bedroom to get some rest. Call me if you need anything."

Later, the house was dark when she had awakened. In the living room, she found Jack still watching handsome hard pricks fucking beautiful big-titted broads.

She saw Jack's fucker just as hard as it was, when she went for her nap.

"Want another fuck?" she asked, patting the hardened shaft.

"Would you give me a blow job, instead?"

"Mmmmm! I think I'd like that myself. I love to eat young cock!"

She stooped down in front of him on the sofa as he threw both of his scrawny legs over her shoulders, his groin totally exposed, his swollen prick inches from her face. She took his balls into her hand and massaged them.

His balls were covered with light peach fuzz. His groin area reeked of her pussy juices since he hadn't bathed since the two pieces of ass she had given him so far.

She stuffed both balls into her mouth and sucked softly, keeping the tip of her tongue busy caressing each one alternately, sucking for a while, then licking – sucking – licking.

Her finger meanwhile found the tender nerve at the base of his prick.

He moaned with pleasure.

She lowered her mouth over the tip of his ruby-red prick and tickled the head with her tongue. The cockshaft trembled in her hand. She took the sticky prick into her mouth, and guided the log of cock down her throat, deep-throating him, right down to his balls.

Her mouth made sloppy noises as his cock juices collected around her lips when she moved her head up and down.

His body tensed, and his hands clutched the armrest for support.

In a few minutes, she felt his cock-shaft tense and a spasm of hot cum splashed against her tonsils. She gulped it down her throat quickly, getting ready for the next.

He cried out in ecstasy as the second blast of hot lava shot from the tip of his prick and down Gerta's wailing throat.

Gerta managed to keep every hot, tasty drop from escaping the confines of her throat, even the third jolt.

When she sensed his prick growing limp, she carefully slipped the shaft from her mouth, squeezing her fingers around its girth and forcing the cock-juice out.

She licked the head clean, then looked up at Jack. "Come on, honey. Let's get some sleep."

"Later, Gerta. You go ahead. I'll be therein a minute."

But, hours later he was still up when she entered the living room, his eyes glued to the TV, his stiff, hard prick in his hand.

He was still bare-assed and horny. "Good Lord!" she scolded him. "Aren't you in bed yet?"

Embarrassed, he smiled. "I've been waiting up for you, Gerta. I got a hard-on."

"So I noticed! You had one on ever since I wrestled you through my bedroom window this afternoon."

"It won't stay soft."

"Well jerk it off, kid. I'm tired."

"Please!" he begged. "Just let me fuck you one more time tonight?"

She sighed deeply, then gave him a warm smile. "I'll help you get your nuts off, honey, but no more ass tonight!"

"Blow me again?"

"No! My mouth is sore. A hand job. That's it!"

"Shit! I could do that myself."

"So?"

"Okay." His face spilt into a wide grin. "You do it then."

Gerta glanced over to his erection and giggled. "Jack, at the rate you're going, you'll have that fucker worn down to your friggin' balls."

His brown eyes sparkled. "Gerta, I can hardly wait."

She reached over and stroked the shaft with her fingers. "I'll bet your hunk of meat grew an inch longer today!"

"I heard cunt-juice does that to a cock."

"And I heard that cock-juice makes a woman's tits grow. When I jerk you off, you can shoot your load on my tits and I'll massage it in."

"It's a deal," he said. "I love big-titted women."

His hand moved down to her cunt. "Now, honey," she smiled. "Let's get into bed and I'll take care of your hard-on so we both can get some sleep!"

Jack sprawled his thin body across the bed, his rock-hard cockshaft throbbing. His hands shot between his legs and he began to play with himself, kneading his balls.

Gerta stretched her body next to him and smiled. She saw the naked yearning on his fact.

She cupped her hand around his prick and began to stroke his cock.