Donna Allen - Naughty willing family

He thrashed his hips when she began to move her tongue in and out of his saliva soaked shit-chute. For the first time in her life she understood how a man felt when he fucked a woman. She imagined her tongue was a prick as she fucked it in and out of Richard's bung.

She held his asscheeks and caressed him as she tongue-fucked his butt. It was the ultimate in wantonness and she knew it, but she didn't care. She'd do anything for Richard, even let him shit in her mouth if he wanted to.

She rammed her tongue inside his ass as far as it would go, loving the soft buttery feel of his insides. She slid her hand under his crotch and wrapped her fingers around his prick. She pumped it up and down as she drilled her tongue in and out of his grasping asshole.

"No more, Sis!" he groaned, rolling over onto his back and forcing her tongue out of his shitter. "I can't take any more of that."

Now Betty climbed onto her hands and knees and wiggled her hips. Richard moved around behind her and gripped her hips. "I know what my baby sister wants," he chuckled as his stiff prick slipped inside the sweaty crease of her ass.

She trembled with excitement and frantically finger-fucked her cunt as he spread her asscheeks apart. Her tiny shitter throbbed as he guided the hot tip of his prick against her puckered bung.

"You're tight, Sis," he croaked, pushing forward slightly. "Push out."

He held her hips with one hand and compressed his cockhead with the other, forcing it inside her tiny shitter. He slid his hand around her pussy to wet his fingers and lubricated her bung with her cream.

Then he pressed his cockhead against her tight opening and stuffed his thick prong inside her butt-hole. She rubbed her clit in a frenzy, loving the feel of his fuck-stick in her crapper.

"You okay?" he said, holding her hips and pulling out of her bung, leaving only his cocktip buried in her shitter.

"Oh, yes, Richard!" she moaned, as he began pistoning his prick in and out of her velvet-lined crap-tube.

The feel of his prick stabbing her shitter combined with the feel of her fingers on her twat soon brought her to the brink. She shivered uncontrollably and panted for breath.

He pressed against her back, driving his prick deeper and harder into her hot bowels. His over sized dick stretched her asshole opening wide and his hands held her asscheeks open.

She rammed two fingers up her twat as he fucked her butt. She strained to achieve the exquisite release of an orgasm. She swayed her hips as he corkscrewed his prick in and out of her bung.

Now he moved his hands to her tits and squeezed her pear-shaped boobs, his dick buried deep inside her shit-chute. He pinched her jugs and pulled her nipples as he thrust his prick in and out of her aching whole.

She rubbed her clit in a frenzy, his balls rhythmically slapping her cuntlips. She squirmed her ass from side to side, her slick hot cuntlips throbbing.

She finger-fucked her twat and rubbed her clit while he stabbed his dick in and out of her wide-open whole. Suddenly she tensed up and gasped and her asshole clamped down over his stroking fuck pole. Then the ecstasy of her orgasm engulfed her and her asshole drained Richard's balls.

His spunk exploded into her shiner and she shivered and moaned as he dumped his load into her butt. When the last convulsion wracked her body, she sank down onto the bed and Richard's cock slipped out of ha buns.

Later she sucked his prick clean and they showered together. Then after Richard left for home, Betty fell into an exhausted sleep.

Ginger had been sorry to see her aunt move out. She'd enjoyed balling with her brother and her aunt, and she moped around the house until Richard finally asked her what was wrong.

"I miss Aunt Betty," she said.

"She only lives down the street."

"But it's not the same."

Richard drew his daughter close to him and caressed her hair. "It's for the best."

The teenager closed her arms around her father's waist and rubbed her cunt against his hip. "Let's fuck, Dad," she said.

"I don't think that's such a good idea, baby," he said.

Richard had deliberately stayed away from the redhead. Fucking her was incredibly exciting, but he didn't want to make a habit of it.

"Why not?" she purred, pressing her tits against his chest.

Just then Jimmy walked into the room. "What's going on?" he croaked. "Jesus!"

Richard released Ginger from his arms and turned to face the teen. "Nothing, Son," he said, his face crimson.

"Don't lie to him," Ginger squealed. "You always taught us not to lie."

"Oh, Jesus!" Richard moaned. "Don't sweat it, Dad," Jimmy said, coming up behind his sister and closing his hands over her tits. "Ginger and I aren't babies anymore."

"Oh, Jesus," Richard groaned, sitting down on the sofa, and dropping his head in his hands.

Jimmy stroked her boobs and Ginger pressed her round ass back against his prick.

"Mom's at Aunt Betty's tonight," she grinned. "Why don't we have a party?"

Richard raised his eyes and stared at his children. "Yes, indeed," he finally smiled. "Why not? I guess you're not babies anymore."

He rose up then and walked over to the teenagers. He planted a kiss on Ginger's lips and then moved over to the bar. "If you kids are old enough for sex, you're old enough for booze."

He mixed three drinks and passed them around. The teenagers sank down onto the sofa next to their father, Ginger in the middle. She sipped her drink and turned excitedly from her brother to her father.

It couldn't have been more perfect if she'd planned it. She was going to get her pussy reamed by the two men she loved mast in the world. She gulped down the rest of her drink and began moving her hands over their crotches.

Father and son placed their glasses on the table and moved in on her tits. They each ran wet kisses over her neck and ears and the redhead felt her pussy begin to throb.

Her cunt quivered and she trembled with lust. For all her experience, she'd never been fucked by two guys at the same time. "Take my clothes off!" she suddenly squealed. "Undress me!"

She rose up and pushed her tits out, tugging at their hands. She lewdly extended her tongue and lapped it over her lips as they rose up. But they didn't immediately undress her. Father and son moved their hands over her firm tits and round butt. Richard rubbed her belly with one hand and her round asscheeks with the other.

Jimmy slid his hand inside her low-necked sweater and caressed her cleavage. She squeezed her thighs together and gazed from one to the other.

Finally Richard unbuttoned her sweater and slid it off her shoulders. Jimmy massaged her bra-covered tits while Richard slipped her bra straps down and pressed his lips against her titflesh.

She unzipped her skirt and slipped it off her hips. She stepped out of it and kicked it away. She stood there between them, only her bikini panties covering her crotch, their hands and lips fondling her boobs.

Suddenly they both pulled away and stood to the side, admiring her curves. "Your sister is quite a dish, isn't she?" Richard whistled.

"Yeah, she's not bad," Jimmy smirked.

Ginger seductively ran her hands over her belly and ass and gyrated her hips. She shook her tits from side to side, thrilled by the lust in their eyes. Her pink nipples were already puckered and stiff and tiny bumps had formed around them. She pulled and pinched her nipples, licking her lips as she played with her tits.

"Let's get onto a bed," the redhead giggled. They each grabbed one, of her arms and hustled her out of the room and up the stairs. They wound up in Jimmy's room and pushed her down onto the bed.

He grabbed one boob and, sucked it into his mouth. He moved from one tit to the other while Jimmy pulled her panties off and buried his face against her snatch.