Don Simpson - Mom_s hot kids

"Oh, baby!" Dr. Denton wailed. "I'm cumming in your guts! Jesus motherfucking Christ, it's so Goddamn sweet!"

He had become a sex machine, propelled by savage, guttural forces. As his cock squished in and out of her, Suzy heard the sounds of liquids and air escaping from her fuckhole. She heard the rhythmic clap of his supercharged nuts as they smacked wetly against the drenched cheeks of her ass.

Suzy threw her head back and let out a piercing scream as the doctor's bloated prick spurted deep into her guts. Her cunt squirted violently, bathing the blond, muscular man's wiry crotch hairs with hot pussy juice.

"Don't take it out!" she pleaded, digging her fingernails into his hard-driving ass cheeks. "I need your cock up my hole, Doctor. Please shove it into my cunt!"

Just at that moment, the beeper on the wall sounded.

"Dr. Denton to Emergency!" the mechanical female voice crackled. "Dr. Denton to Emergency!"

"Oh, shit," the Doctor grunted, yanking his spurting cock out of Suzy's sweet sucking hole. "I gotta go!"

He paused in the doorway, adjusting his stethoscope. "Ta ta, girls," he said. "I'm off to relieve the sufferings of humanity."

"What about me?" Nora wailed, slithering across the slippery floor as she fingered her burning, itching cunt. "You haven't relieved my sufferings!"

Her outraged cry faded away as Dr. Denton's crisp footsteps disappeared down the hallway.

"Oh, Suzy, what am I gonna do?" Nora moaned, half out of her mind with lust. "I'm hotter than I've ever been in my life, and I can't get a cock up my pussy." She stared at her gloating, freshly-fucked sister, her green eyes turning even greener with envy.

Suzy's sparkling eyes, equally green, fixed on Nora's.

"Here," she said with a mocking laugh, handing her sister an enormous scraped carrot. "Try this!"

"Oh, Jesus!" Suzy said. "That fucking doorbell!"

She stood up, feeling around on the slippery kitchen floor for her shorts. Her t-shirt, soaked with sweat, cum and pussy juice, was clinging to her big bouncy tits. Grabbing the hem of the t-shirt, she pulled it down to cover her drooling snatch.

"Oh, shit, Nora, would you get it?" she said. "I can't find my shorts!"

"Okay," Nora said, standing, pulling up the zipper of her faded denim shorts. "I just pray to God it's a man. I'm so fucking hot I can't stand myself."

Nora walked swiftly to the door, biting her lip as she fought to control the excitement that was boiling like liquid lava in her cunt.

"Dear God, let it be a man," she murmured, fingering her wet, itching slit under the tight crotch of her shorts. She opened the door.

It was a man!

He was short, thick, and hairy, dressed in a striped uniform that was saturated with sweat and grease. His frank brown eyes swept up and down Nora's body, then stared into hers. His expression was impossible to read.

"Hi-ya! I'm the plumber. Name's Vinnie," he said, stepping inside, with his toolbox and wrenches. "I'm here to plug up your holes. Don't get excited, just a little joke."

He reached out and captured Nora's hand with his enormously hairy hand.

"C'mon, sweetheart," he said, almost yanking her arm out of its socket. "Ya wanna show me where the trouble is?"

"Sure, Vinnie," Nora said in a trance-like voice, completely puzzled by the electrifying presence of the hairy, middle-aged man.

Moving with quick steps, she led him upstairs to the bathroom.

"It comes in fast and hard, but it goes out too quick," Nora said, as she repeated what Nancy Denton and Suzy had told her about the problem with the bathtub.

"Very interesting," Vinnie said, pulling a pint bottle of muscatel out of his hip pocket. "It sounds like somethin' else I could mention, if I wasn't too much of a gentleman."

He took a gulp of muscatel, returned the bottle to his pocket, and began fooling with the bathtub fixtures.

"I'm gonna let some water in the tub," he said, turning the handle. "I gotta find out where that leak is."

Nora stared fixedly at Vinnie's hairy wrists as his strong square hands worked the porcelain fixtures of the bathtub. She knew one thing. She wanted Vinnie's cock more than she had ever wanted anything in her life.

He was short, he was hairy, he was middle-aged – yes! His clothes were saturated with grease, caked with dirt and grime – so be it! He was drunk, desperate, blowing his wine-soaked breath into her face – what the hell!

She wanted him. She wanted his lean, desperate cock in her cunt, she wanted him to inflame her pussy with hot spurts of cum.

"Why don't you take a bath, Vinnie?" Nora said, her heart beating like crazy. "Take off your clothes and sink down in the hot tub. You'll feel a lot more relaxed."

"Okay, what the hell," Vinnie said, scrubbing his grease-smeared chin with the palm of his hand. "Jeez, I ain't took a bath for five or six weeks."

Nora, shivering with excitement, sat down on the edge of the tub and began toying with the buttons of Vinnie's coveralls.

"Hey, wat'cha doin?" Vinnie said, blushing furiously. "Ain't you gonna leave the room?"

"Hell, no!" Nora said boldly, unbuttoning his pants. "You said you were here to plug up my holes. Now you're going to deliver."

Vinnie pulled his bottle of wine out of his hip pocket and gulped clown a long fiery slug. "Listen, girlie, I was just kiddin' about that stuff I said earlier. A little joke, ya know what I mean? Hell, I got a wife and six kids. I can't mess with your little jailbait ass!"

"You don't have to mess with me, Vinnie," Nora said, curling her supple arms around his neck. "Because I'm gonna mess with you. I'm gonna do everything you always wanted a woman to do to you, and more."

She spoke calmly, secure in her instinctive female wisdom that she had her quivering prey well within her grasp. Moving with fluid grace, she stripped off her t-shirt, exposing her hard pointed tits.

"Oh, Jee-zuz!" Vinnie moaned, grinding his teeth. "What a set of knockers!"

Nora, continuing her strip-tease, shucked off her shorts, revealing her lush thighs and puffy mound of damp tangled pussy hair.

"Jesus motherfucking Christ!" Vinnie muttered, reaching for his bottle. "What a beautiful little cunt!"

"It's all yours," Nora said huskily, dancing in front of him like a go-go girl. "Now, get your clothes off and climb into that tub. I'm gonna scrub your back, you horny, hairy bastard, and then I'm gonna fuck you right into the middle of next week. I'm gonna rub my snatch all over you and suck your cock and turn you every way but loose. How do you like that?"

"Oh, mama," Vinnie grunted drunkenly, tearing at his grime-covered coveralls. "Oh, mama!"

Vinnie quickly shucked off his clothes and climbed into the steaming tub. The water immediately turned muddy as the caked sludge of several weeks floated up from his skin.

"Ahhhh," he murmured. "Jesus, that feels good!"

Nora, kneeling at the edge of the tub, watched with intense anticipation as the plumber's long cock came floating up. The bulbous head poking above the surface of the scummy water. Reaching out, she grabbed the prick in her fist. Shivering with excitement, she thumbed the split end of his cock, digging her thumb nail into the tiny oozing silt. "Hey, girlie," Vinnie grunted, "you're kinda rough, ain't ya?"

"I can be as rough or as gentle as you want me to be," Nora replied, squeezing the big soft cock with both hands. "Just tell me what you want me to do."

"Just play with it for a while," the hairy plumber said, sinking back in the hot water.

Nora obediently rolled the swelling cockstem between her palms, sighing sexily as she felt it begin to twitch and throb with eagerness for enjoyment. As she peeled the rubber mass of foreskin back from the fat purplish head, she noticed a white ring of thick yeasty cock cheese that had been fermenting – probably for days – while Vinnie's cock was buried in his pants.