William Taylor - Play together family

"Aghh! Ohhh! Unnnghh!" Danny quickly followed, his lurching, aching balls pumping huge globs of thick, creamy cum from his jerking cocktip, filling her pummeled bowels with liquid heat. His body sagged against her fleshy buns. Then, as he sighed, he told her how good it felt.

When his mother began to squirm beneath him, Danny eased his deflated cock from her gripping sphincter. The withdrawal was accomplished with the aid of several sharp tugs, and was followed by a succession of noisy wet farts.

"Ohhhh…" Debbie buried her face in the bed, hugely embarrassed. Her poor bung burned and her bowels felt strangely empty. But try as she might she could not deny that her climax had been one of the most powerful of her life.

The subdued mother knew that butt-fucking was perverted but, having tasted it, she was honest enough to admit that if her son wanted to shove his huge chunk of cock meat into her shitter again, she wouldn't be able to resist. She gingerly turned around and sat up, feeling Danny's jism running from her cum-packed asshole. Her heavy tits swung and bounced before him.

With his sperm cooling under her butt, Debbie lifted one huge, white jug and giggled it. "Kiss it," she said softly. "Suck it for me."

And she cradled his head as he leaned over. He nursed strongly for a while, his face sinking into the doughy flesh of his mother's warm tit. Then he put his arms around her and tenderly kissed the column of her throat and nibbled on her chin and lips.

Then he pulled her head down and covered her full lips with his, drawing her hot tongue into his mouth and sucking on it. Debbie hummed and took his feeling the passion building again.

"What's next?" she asked, smiling, forgetting that he had debased her, disciplined her, raped her cunt and ass.

"I'll think of something," he replied, "but you probably won't like it. At first." He watched as she remembered and shivered at his grin.

Kate wandered through her empty, silent house. Although there was housework to do, the thirtynine-year-old widow found herself restless and uneasy. It was past noon but already she'd had a few drinks, hoping to drown her sense of loneliness. The more she paced the house, especially those areas where Tommy's things were strewn, the hornier she became. Her plump and wet twat-lips were sliding over each other with every step. Soon her clit responded to the friction created by them.

Kate walked to the bedroom, unbuttoning her blouse on the way. Her firm jugs wobbled on her chest, the nipples already knotted into stiff, brown spikes. Kate's tits sagged heavily as she bent to remove her slacks and panties, and then she stood erect and felt them slap against each other and wobble back into place.

As she ran her fingers through her dark brown cunt-lips, she suddenly thought of Tommy. Wouldn't he just love to walk in on this? Strangely, she wasn't as excited as she wanted to be, nor had she been since she'd allowed Tommy to peek. With no way of release her exhibitionistic tendencies, her solitary pleasure was dulled.

But her tight cunt was terribly itchy. Kate spread herself out on bed and propped a hand mirror between her upper thighs. She felt a bit depraved, but ordinary finger-fucking wasn't going to bring her off this time, she knew. She'd have to work on her body as if she were a stranger, and as if that stranger was male, and very much interested in foreplay.

Lifting her magnificent breasts from the sides of her chest, Kate began to gently fondle them, noting how her large brown nipples, already stiff, turned a dark red at their ends. She rubbed them with her palms, breathing slowly and deeply as those hot hard lumps of sensitive flesh rolled around under the caress. "Ohhh," Kate moaned as her hands slid off those twin tits. They fell back to her chest, quivering into place.

Pinching her fingers and thumbs around the purplish pointy ends of both nipples, she pulled until her milky jugs were wobbling in the air, held up by only her nipples by her fingers. The strain was painful. Her nipples felt ready to burst. Hot honey ran from between the folds of her cunt.

Kate lowered her tits to her chest and cuddled them as she lewdly admired the hairy mouth of her pussy in the mirror. It was grossly exposed, the spongy pink inner folds distended and jutting in a wet pout from the center of the hair-fringed outer folds. Her dark clit was straining fiercely upward, and she rubbed it lightly and moaned.

Changing her tactics, the passionately aroused young widow fucked it from side to side, gasping all the while. Her cheeks were a bright red, and her tits were shivering with excitement. She tormented her clit with tantalizing circular motions, then dipped a finger into the creamy flaps beneath it.

"Ahhhh!" she moaned, squirming as she pulled out her dripping finger. She looked at it for a second, then popped it into her mouth before she could change her mind.

"Mmhhh," she sighed, sucking on her slippery digit. It tastes good! She thought, vaguely surprised. Warm, and not too thin, and not at all sticky! She reached for more. For a number of minutes she dipped and sucked, probed and licked, swallowing her own sweet juices. As she did this she stared into the mirror, studying her clit. It throbbed, seeming to move with a life of its own, reaching up and pleading to be kissed. But there was no one to kiss it, and hadn't been for a long time.

Briefly Kate considered bending over and trying to reach it with her tongue, but knew she'd never make it. Her full-fleshed body was nowhere near that flexible. She toyed with the hard bud for a while, catching it between her fingers and slowly and gently turning and twisting it.

"Ummihhhh!" Her hips were dancing and her asscheeks were tense. She spread her legs wider, and the puffy pink opening between the lips clenched and squeezed out a small stream of hot honey. It trickled into the deep cleft of her round ass, coating her bung with its soothing warmth.

She knew then that it was time to get down to serious business.

Lifting both heavy breasts, she aimed her large, rubbery nipples at her opened mouth. With a little effort she was able to steer both tit-tips into her hot oral cavity. She closed her lips and teeth over them, the slight pain increasing her pleasure. She then tilted the mirror so she could see the kinky sight of her forty inch jugs stuffed into her sucking mouth. The lower half of her face was buried under white flesh, muffling her ecstatic moans.

With both hands now free Kate mashed her pussylips together, making her honey froth up. She rolled the folds and stirred them furiously, and her inner juices flowed all over the bed. Her fat, pink cunt meat protruded like a hungry, toothless mouth when she pulled back on her hairy pubic bone, and she moaned behind her tits.

Tossing and writhing ecstatically, her harsh breathing interspersed with unintelligible grunts, Kate inserted two fingers into her nibbling pink cave. God! She was burning and throbbing! It hadn't felt so good in years! Fluttery spasms coursed up and down the rippling tunnel of her cunt, and her inner muscles clamped down on the wriggling fingers back and forth, in, our, press up, press down. Her mind wildly ordered her fingers as the fire began to build in her belly. Visions of cocks, stiff and fat-headed, floated before her eyes. Long, mammoth cocks, dripping with urgent need, and all lined up waiting a turn in her gripping-lipped pussy.

Her hands worked faster, one probing, the other scrubbing, as she bit and chewed on her bursting nipples. Oh, God, she felt horny enough to strap on a dog without a second thought. Her fingers became those waiting cocks. One cock, then another, filled her, dumped its load, and was replaced by yet another in the endless line of hard ons.

One was Tommy's! He was standing there with his fat prick in his hand, its round, mushroom-like head swollen and purplish above his fist. He was looking at her gaping cunt. His hand was pumping faster and faster, his nuts pulling up, ready to spew their boiling load! Oh, no, not before he shoved it in!