Ray Todd - Daughter was best

The principal had never experienced anything like this in his life. Her hot cunt-juices dripped down his cock from between her cock-squeezing cunt-lips. The hot wetness of her snug pussy was pure ecstasy – the tightest, hottest cunt that anyone would ever find. As his cock eased deeper into her belly, he suddenly wondered what the other girls' in school were like. They were probably as hot to fuck as Nancy, and he'd been missing all this fun for years. He made a mental note to try that cute Caner girl, the blonde with the big round ass.

"Oh, Mr. Martin!" The redhead squealed with joy. "It's all the way in now… all the way."

"I know, darling," he smiled. "Does it still hurt?"

"Shit, no," giggled the horny girl. "It feels neat."

"Good," he whispered, reaching put to fondle her creamy plump tits.

Raising her pussy until only his fat cock-head remained in her, the girl slammed her cunt back down around his hard cock again.

"Oh, God!" gasped Mr. Martin, feeling his tingling prick spearing back up into her hot belly.

Crazed with the delicious bigness of his cock, Nancy began bouncing up and down over his throbbing prick.

"Oh, you sweet darling," the man panted, feeling the tightness of her sweet young slit milking and sucking on his shaft. "You're just fantastic."

Staring down between her straddled legs, the principal could see his thick cock sliding in and out of the girl's widely stretched pussy. Her grasping cunt-lips were sucking against his slippery wet dick as the girl's pussy-juices coated the length of his tingling cock. The wet slurping sound of her hot swollen slit pumping up and down over his stabbing cock only added to the intense excitement. Crazed with lust, the man grasped the soft cheeks of her ass and began propelling her more violently up and down over his cock, wildly thrusting his hips up to meet every downward plunge of her hot, squeezing slit. On and on they fucked, his deliciously big dick slamming up into the depths of her tight young pussy.

"That's it, Mr. Martin!" She was squealing with joy as his thick dick drilled into her hot juicy cunt flesh. "Oh, fuck!"

She couldn't believe that old prune-faced Martin could give her such a thorough fucking. Beads of perspiration were standing out on his bald wrinkled brow – but he was slamming his beautiful big cock into her as if he were a young stud. Each upward thrust of his hips was driving his magnificent cock deeper and deeper into her churning belly.

"That's it, Mr. Martin!" she shrieked. "Fuck me good, honey! I love it!"

The principal was grinning excitedly at the bouncing girl. It was obvious that she was thoroughly enjoying herself, and this pleased the older man.

Riding his lunging cock for all she was worth, Nancy wondered when the man would finally shoot his load. She was filled with a mindless joy as she bounced and squealed on top of him. His glorious prick was slamming into her tiny cunt-passage with such force that he was literally knocking the breath out of her. The red-hot friction of his seething cock was driving her wild as the fury of his assault increased. Her big over-sized tits were bouncing and jiggling wildly as she rode his lurching loins.

"Oh, Mr. Martin!" she shrieked. "I love your beautiful big prick!"

Further encouraged by her cries, he increased his efforts, almost bouncing the girl off his belly with his wild thrusts.

"Oh, Mr. Martin!" she screamed. "It's so fuckin' good… I'm gonna come!"

Screaming hysterical obscenities, her eyes railing back crazily in her head, she writhed her cunt frantically around the base of his shaft as the violent orgasm washed through her loins. The man continued fucking into her with all his strength until his own cock-head exploded, sending a torrent of white-hot jizz into her writhing fuck-hole.

She screamed hysterically, when she fell her cunt filling up with his spurting cum. "Keep squirting, honey! Keep squirting!"

She clung tightly to the man until her wild climax had passed and the last drop of jism had leaked out of his slowly shrinking prick.

"Oh, God, Mr. Martin," she whispered to him. "That was so fuckin' good."

"I know, darling," he panted, "will you let me fuck you again sometime?"

"Any time you want to," she beamed. "You're a good fucker."

"Thank you," the man beamed.

"Am I gonna get better grades from now on?" giggled the girl as he pulled his soft wet prick out of her sopping pussy.

"Yes," he grinned. "From now on you're an 'A' student."

When supper was finished that evening, Nancy's brother Todd helped her clear up and wash the dishes. The kids always did this chores while their father sat in the living-room with his young wife.

"Where did ya go after school today?" Todd asked his sister.

"Why?" she asked.

"I was just wondering. You were so late getting home."

"So what?" she snapped. "It isn't any of your business what I do after school."

"Were you out messin' around with boys?" he continued, ignoring her remark.

"What are you talking about?" she asked in a cold voice.

"Tim Watson told me that you sometimes jack off his big brother." He grinned. "Do you?"

"Of course not," she said in a defiant tone. "Tim Watson's full of shit."

"What are you kids arguing about?" shouted their father as he walked into the room.

"Nothin'," muttered Todd.

"Then be quiet," he ordered as he turned and walked out.

Leaving the kitchen, Tom walked back and joined his wife in the living-room.

"Them damn kids is always arguing," he grumbled as he sat down next to his wife.

"Oh, Tom," she giggled. "All kids do that."

"I guess they do," he sighed. "But it sure gets on my nerves."

"You look tired tonight," Fran said to her husband.

"I am," he admitted. "I've had a long day."

"Tom," she whispered, resting her hand on his thigh. "Let's go to bed and mess around."

"That isn't a bad idea," he grinned, seeing the passion in his young wife's eyes.

Taking her hand, he led the pretty blonde to their room. He was dog-tired from work, but nothing was going to stop him from fucking his hot young wife. When Fran walked down the hall to the bathroom, the weary man quickly undressed and threw himself back on the bed. Unconsciously stroking his hard cock, he could hardly wait to stuff it into his wife's sweet young pussy.

Sitting on the toilet, pining, Fran was getting hotter by the second. She needed a fuck so badly, and her husband always gave her a fantastic screwing. Returning to their room, tile girl's horny juices were dripping out from between her legs.

Opening the door to their room, she found Tom spread out on his back, snoring loudly as he clutched his half-swollen prick. Knowing her husband, she realized the party was over before it ever got started. She knew that when he was this tired, nothing would wake him until the alarm went off at dawn.

Tossing restlessly in bed, she wasn't able to get to sleep. She heard the kids go to their rooms. Then the house was filled with silence except for the hum of mosquito's outside and the baying of the Larson's dogs down the street. Tossing and turning, she finally began fingering her itching cuntslit. The girl knew she'd never be able to sleep until she'd brought herself off. Not worrying about waking her husband, she was writhing all over the bed while she briskly rubbed her lust-swollen clit. When her finger didn't seem to do the job, Fran realized that nothing was going to satisfy her but a big hard prick.

Getting out of bed, she wandered over by the window and stared down at the moonlit street. She'd been there for about five minutes when she suddenly recognized a familiar figure standing across the street. Seeing it was Carl, the bakery truck driver, she waved to him, wondering how long he'd been watching her window.