David Crane - The wild west family

"Cum in me, Daddy!" she begged, her lips whispering at his ear.

The girl yearned for her father's fuck-juice and her desire sent him soaring to the crest. Peter slammed her cunt-sleeve down on his prick, burying the long cock as his cumbags burst in a savage detonation.

His jizz shot up his prick-pipe and erupted into the core of his daughter's loins. She cried out in ecstasy and her pussy creamed on his spurting stalk. Peter jerked her up and let her fall again, as another smoking-hot torrent of spunk shot from his knob.

He rocked back and forth, rolling onto his heels, then lunging up from his toes.

His thick sap poured out like molten metal, filling the mold of her melting cunt to the brim. It came streaming back out of her cunt, mixed with her goo, as he shoveled his prick in and stuffed her again.

Shooting up his daughter's fuck-hole was the most thrilling thing that Peter had ever done, and feeling her daddy slime in her cunt-core drove Bunny crazy with lust. Simultaneous spasms shook their linked loins as they creamed off together in well-timed harmony.

His balls hollow, Peter sank back against the wall of the shower, his legs weak and trembling. His whole body was shaking and vibrating, his vitality spent – except for his prick, which was still moored in her, still stiff.

Bunny unwound her thighs from his haunches and lowered them to the floor, relieving him of her weight – but standing against him still, with his cock up her cunt-hole. She wriggled and squirmed, working off a last soft spasm.

Then, rising onto her toes, she pulled her pussy-sleeve off his cock and stepped back, grinning impishly, her lovely face radiant and glowing. It was evident that the girl had no regrets or remorse about fucking her father.

And just as evident that she wanted more.

"You're still hard, Daddy," she sighed.

He was so numb that he had to glance down to see if his cock was still standing.

"What shall we do next?" Bunny asked.

She licked her lips, ran her hand through her crotch, then patted her trim little ass, as if demonstrating the options available to him.

Peter shook his head, unable to speak, not caring which of his daughter's holes he spilled his next load into. He wanted every part of her nubile body – and Bunny wanted his huge cock in every part, as well.

It was hard to decide where to take his next load. Bunny had become insatiable on this day of adventure. She bent down, tits swaying, and slipped the collar of her pursed lips over his cock-head.

The mouthful was as lovely as ever – maybe even more so, now that his prick was flavored by her cunt.

But as the girl suckled on his prick, her pussy began to steam again. It was a problem. If she satisfied her mouth, her cunt was smoldering for a load, but if she fucked him again, her mouth would be starving for his cock. The naughty teenager's mouth and cunt were interchangeable and her tongue was every bit as horny as her clit.

Then she had a wonderful idea.

She drew her mouth off him and looked into his face, her eyelashes lowered over glowing eyes.

"Jack is waiting for me, Daddy," she panted. "Can we go down and see him? I wanna have a prick in my mouth and my cunt at the same time."

Peter grinned approvingly. How could he deny his daughter her desires – or deprive his son, for that matter?

Hand in hand, Peter hard and Bunny juicy, Daddy and daughter went downstairs together. And found that Jack was already occupied…

Nearing the archway, Bunny and her father glanced at each other as they heard the sounds of frantic coupling coming from the front room.

They moved on and looked in.

"Gee whiz!" Bunny gulped.

"Holy shit!" Peter muttered. Marianna was down on the floor on all fours and Jack was throwing a doggy fuck into her from behind. Bunny and Peter gaped at the lascivious scene. Totally engrossed in fucking, neither mother nor son noticed, at first, that they had come under observation.

Jack jerked in, his ass corkscrewing. He was heaving his mother's haunches up as he buried his cock in her fuck-box. She groveled like a bitch in heat, her ass shifting from side to side. If she had had a tail, she would have been wagging it.

Jack held her by the handles of her hipbones, hauling her back as he plunged up her pussy. His cumbags swung in and slapped against her crotch as his lean belly jammed to the curve of her ass.

Her head was lowered to the floor, her ass heaved up to the highest point of her posture, her heavy tits brushing on the carpet. Her eyes were flickering, glazed by lust and her mouth was open, lips slack.

Those lips were all smeared with spunk and the onlookers knew that she had sucked her son off before she started to fuck with him.

Bunny and Peter exchanged a glance.

But how could either of them cast any blame?

Smiling, they turned to watch again.

Jack, kneeling upright, saw them first.

"Oh oh!" he gasped, missing a beat.

Marianna raised her head and blinked.

She looked just a bit sheepish.

But the horny woman was filled with lust and full of her son's prick and her embarrassment was nothing compared to her desire.

"Don't fucking stop – don't stop fucking!" she wailed, jerking her ass back against his loins.

Jack had lost the rhythm in his shock and surprise at being caught fucking his mother. But now he realized that his father and his sister were both naked and grinning encouragingly and he saw that there was nothing to worry about.

He began to pound up her pussy again.

His violent hinges were driving Marianna forward. Locked together, they crawled closer to Peter and Bunny. The thrilling sight of a mother-fucking session was turning the father and daughter on so much that, for the moment, they forgot about their own loins, concentrating on the sensation of watching Jack throw his cock steadily up into his mother's forbidden fuck-hole.

Peter had his hand on Bunny's trim ass and he clipped his fingers into her gooey groin from behind, playing with her pussy. She was holding on to the huge lever of his cock, stroking it slowly up and down. But that mutual caress was only incidental, at the moment.

"Oooooh – yeah, yeah," Bunny whimpered.

"Fuck Mommy, Jack – fuck her like a dog!" Jack jolted in vigorously, his backbone twisting as he buried his cock.

Marianna wound her limber pelvis around, screwing her cunt-sleeve up and down on his driving stalk.

"Cum, darling – spunk Mommy's fuckhole!" Marianna gasped, as she began to dissolve on her son's cock.

The depraved woman had been really and truly enjoying a cuntful of hard young prick to begin with, but now that her husband and daughter were witnessing the act she loved it even more, basking under their fevered gaze in ecstatic exhibitionism.

She gave Bunny and Peter a lustful look as she slammed her ass back on Jack's loins.

"Here it cums, Mom!" the boy rasped.

His fiery fluids hissed up his cock-shaft and squirted into his mother's cunt in a deluge. Marianna wailed as she felt her son's slime steam into her cunt. She melted again, her fuckbox turning to jelly on his jizz load.

Jack hauled her about by the hips, twisting and turning her haunches as his cock darted in with lightning strokes, draining off spasmodically.

Emptied, he clung over her for a moment, panting like an animal. Then he drew back. His prick came out of her soaking pussy with a slurp and the youth toppled over, spread-eagled on the floor.

His cock swayed over him like a reed in a storm.

Bunny's eyes were glued to her brother's cock. That glistening stalk looked so fucking flavorsome that she thought her tongue was going to ignite.

She knew how delicious Jack's cock-meat and cum were, but now that it had been basted in her mother's cunt-hole it looked even more scrumptious.