Frank Brown - The Smiths come together!

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Greta held the boy's cock-shaft with her left hand and finger-fucked herself with her right hand. The boy's cock was so thick that the fingers of one hand alone could close only halfway around it. She wished she could swallow more than only five or six inches of his beautiful prick, but swallowing any more was impossible without her choking herself to death. She sucked the prick-knob, churned her tongue against the underside of it, and jerked her hand up and down the prickshaft, making the foreskin slide.

Cock-lube ran out of the pulsating fuckmonster and Greta ate it up greedily.

Patrick lowered his hands to her head, stroking her soft hair. "Oh, Mother! That feels wonderful! Mmm, keep licking right there, it drives me nuts – I feel it all the way to my toes!"

Spit dribbled from the corners of Greta's mouth as she slurped and munched and sucked, as her head bobbed and her lips smacked. She was hungry for her teenaged son's creamy fuck-juice, for the milky white cream brewing in his balls. She had never hungered for anything more in her life. Each throb of the boy's prick in her mouth sent thrills through her, made her moan, excited her to suck harder.

Her fingers fucked in and out of her rhythmically contracting pussy-hole. Fuck pleasure filled her loins and Patrick's warm cum dribbled from her cunt into her hand. She couldn't believe that he'd fucked her – that her godly son had actually fucked her – and that now she was actually sucking his cock!

"I'm close!" Patrick moaned. "Squeeze my balls! Yeah, like that!"

Greta's mind was spinning. She made loud, smacking noises as she sucked. Her spit dribbled onto the boy's balls and made them slippery in her massaging hand. His balls swelled, getting plumper and firmer, quivering against her fingers. His cock turned from stone to steel in her mouth, throbbing powerfully with each flick of her tongue and each smack of her lips.

"Stick your finger up my ass!" Patrick gasped. "Quick finger-fuck me!"

Though not quite understanding what she was doing, Greta obeyed the boy. Her left hand slid between his legs and her fingers slid up his ass crack. Her middle finger, wet with the spit that had leaked from her cock-stuffed mouth, found his burning, twitching ass pucker, and she hardly had to push to penetrate him. His asshole opened like a mouth and sucked her finger in to the hilt. Patrick groaned, his cock vibrating.

"Rub!" he groaned. "Fuck me!"

Greta pistoned her finger, wiggling and twisting it in the boy's squeezing asshole. Her lips slid up and down his cock, her tongue churning at the underside of it. She felt something in the boy's asshole swell against the tip of her finger, and she jabbed at the swelling, rubbing her finger against it.

Patrick went crazy. Grinding his loins, he churned his cock into Greta's mouth as he exploded cum down her throat.

"Ahhhhhbhh!" he bellowed. "Ahhhhhhbh!" Greta choked. The boy's slimy cock-cream filled her throat faster than she could swallow it, and her mouth overflowed. Hot cum dripped on her tits. She sucked frantically, gulping as much cum as she could, finger-fucking her contracting asshole and finger-fucking her own seething, itch-saturated pussy. Her body jerked like a rag doll as Patrick gripped her head and pounded his cum-spurting cock in her mouth.

Sucking and gulping, Greta got herself off, too. Her eyes rolled back and she almost passed out.

She felt the orgasm throughout her body, in her every cell. Her muscles quivered under her tingling skin. She could feel Patrick's asshole squeezing the middle and index fingers of her right hand. She sensed that both she and her son were sharing the same ecstatic feelings, and that knowledge increased the intensity of her excitement. She sucked the boy's cock until it softened in her mouth and he pushed her away.

Patrick stood before her, his wet cock dangling over his balls like the cock of a donkey. Even soft, his cock was nine inches long. Greta watched his foreskin slide back over the ridge of his cockhead and half cover it. The naked half of the cockhead was shiny, with her spit, and some milky cum oozed from his piss-hole. Patrick gave his cock a few tugs and milked a thick gob of cum onto his fingertips.

He smiled down at his mother, who took his hand and greedily sucked his cummy fingers clean. She could not get enough of her sow's jism.

CHAPTER SEVEN

The bearskin rug in front of the fireplace was damp and slippery with Susanne's fuck-juices, and Morgan rolled on it, getting his body wet with the sweet pussy smells of his voluptuous teenaged daughter.

His cock wouldn't go down. He felt like a teenaged boy again, ever hard, ever ready to fuck. In fact, as he waited for Susanne to return from the kitchen, he had to restrain himself from jerking off from sheer horniness. He'd come so many times in the last few hours since leaving the ballet school that it was a wonder he could still get hard. But his cock was not only hard, he was as horny as if he hadn't come in days. The smell and taste and feel of Susanne had a rejuvenating effect on him. He knew without a doubt that he could fuck her all night, pumping out load after load of cum for her insatiable mouth and pussy. She was the kind of girl he'd been daydreaming about all his life.

He sat up as Susanne wiggled naked into the living room, carrying a wine bottle and two glasses.

She poured them each a glassful of wine and handed one glass to Morgan. They toasted each other and drank.

Susanne rolled her eyes. "I get drunk fast," she said. "And when I get drunk, I get horny."

Morgan squeezed his rigid, upright cock, worked his foreskin up and down a few times. "I'm ready for you, girl."

Susanne giggled. She refilled both their wine glasses, then dipped her nipples, one at a time, into her wine. Morgan leaned forward to suck her nipples clean. Susanne squealed and dipped her nipples in the wine again. Morgan's lips smacked around her firm, erect nipples. It was a sweet wine, and tasted twice as sweet mingled with the taste of her candy cane nipples.

"Oooh Daddy, my pussy goes crazy when you do that!" Susanne dipped her nipples in the wine again, and wine dribbled down her tits.

Morgan licked the wine off her tit-flesh and finished by again sucking it off her nipples. Susanne's toes curled. She stuck a finger up her pussy and fucked it in and out as Morgan dipped her nipples in the wine again and again, each time sucking her nipples clean.

"Oh, Daddy, you're gonna make me come!" Susanne moaned, jabbing her finger in and out of her sizzling pussy as Morgan ate up her tits. "Ohhhhhh, Daaaaaaddy!"

Her eyes rolled back with ecstasy as her seething pussy exploded around her pistoning finger. Morgan sucked her nipples until her orgasm had subsided and she was begging him to stop.

"Dip your dick in the wine," she said.

It wasn't easy to bend his rigid cock down enough so he could dip it in the wine, but Morgan finally managed it, and Susanne immediately flopped down on her belly in front of him as he sat cross-legged on the rug, and she swallowed his prick head, sucking the wine off it and sending electric shocks through Morgan's cock.

"More wine," Susanne said.

Morgan dumped wine on the tip of his vertical cock, letting it run down under his foreskin, letting it run down the length of his cock and over his hairy balls.

Susanne squealed and started licking, slurping the wine off his balls and cock, sucking and licking it out from under his foreskin. Every flick of her hot tongue sent itchy tingles shooting through Morgan's cock and balls. Fuck-lube oozed out and Susanne sucked it up greedily.

"I love the taste of cock," she purred. "Especially this cock."

Morgan smiled, flattered by her preference for her father's cock. He wondered how many other cocks the little slut had sucked in her short life.

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