Ray Todd - Mom,Dad and daughter

"That's the way to fuck!" she shrieked, grasping at his ass with her fingers, desperately trying to pull even more of his cock into her totally aroused body.

Thrilled that his pretty girlfriend was enjoying this wild fuck so much, Dean was drilling his passion-swollen dick deeper and deeper into her receptive cunt.

"Oh, Dean darling!" she squealed, feeling the full force of his thrusts battering deliciously into her seething belly. "Fuck me harder, baby! Fuck me harder!"

His deep-reaching thrusts were shaking her from head to toe, giving her more pure pleasure than she'd ever dreamed possible. Heatedly working her hot frothy pussy back and forth around his thrusting dong, she was only vaguely aware of how the car was shaking and bouncing from this wild frenzy of fucking.

"Ooooooooh!" she suddenly squealed. "I'm gonna come… gonna come!"

And come she did! She'd masturbated to a climax a few times, but she'd never felt anything like this in her life. Time seemed to stand still, and her hips bucked and lurched as her steaming cunt spasmed holly around his thick plunging boner. The whole world seemed to hang in breathless suspension, and then she suddenly felt the guy's hot cum gushing out of his exploding cockhead.

"Yes! Yes!" she squealed, thrilled at the big thick load of sperm he was shooting into her writhing fuck-hole. "Cream me good, honey! Cream me good!"

When his prick finally emptied itself into her writhing body, they just passionately clung to each other for several minutes.

"Oh, Dean, darling," she whispered when he finally pulled his limp wet prick out of her sopping twat. "Are you gonna fuck me again sometime?"

"Shit, yes," he grinned.

"When?"

"In about ten minutes," laughed the guy. "Just as soon as this cock gets hard again."

"Oh, good," she sighed, a big smile on her face as she felt his thick hot cum oozing out from between her lust-swollen cuntlips.

Martin Gage awakened extremely early the next morning and couldn't seem to get back to sleep. Feeling the warmth of his wife's body next to him, the man's cock began to stir. It had been more than a month since he'd last fucked Anne and he was starting to get quite horny.

Neither of them ever wore anything to bed, so putting his arm around her, he gently pulled her soft bare bottom back against his throbbing boner. With his stiff cock trapped between her warm wiggly asscheeks, he reached around and started tenderly fingering her pussy.

"Don't do that," she finally spoke in a sleepy yoke. "It's too early."

"I know," he whispered, worming his finger deeper into her cunt while he rubbed his hard prick up and down against the crack of her ass. "But it's been so long since we've made love."

"Don't blame me," she said in an irritated voice. "You're always too damned fired."

"But I'm not this morning."

"Well I am," she snapped. "Now leave me alone and let me get back to sleep."

With her ardent lover of eighteen years ago coming to see her this morning, she was in no mood to be mauled by her husband.

"Please," begged Martin. "My balls are so full they're aching."

"Then let them ache," she snapped. "Why didn't you think of that when I needed a fuck? Now stop arguing and let me get back to sleep."

"God damn it!" he roared, grabbing her shoulders and forcing her to face him. "I want to fuck."

"Then go fuck yourself," she hissed, trying to struggle free from his grasp.

Rolling the woman onto her back, he forced her arms in back of her head and levered his knee between her thighs.

"Stop that, you bastard!" she panted as he tried to spread her legs.

When his superior strength forced her thighs apart, he worked his strong body between her legs, pushing the head of his cock up against her cold dry pussy.

"You dirty sonovabitch!" she shrieked at him. "I'll kill you if you try and stick that filthy thing in me."

He was just arching his hips up to drill his prick into her when the woman suddenly slammed her knee up against his lust-swollen balls.

"Uuuuugh!" he roared, rolling onto his back and clutching his groin.

As Martin writhed around on the bed, Anne locked herself in her bathroom where she stayed until he had left for his store. Driving to work, Martin's aroused cock was still writhing in his pants. Driving into the store's parking lot, Martin was the first to arrive as usual, and would undoubtedly be the last to leave.

Martin had always seemed more married to the store than he was to Anne. It had started as a small hardware store a dozen years ago and was now the largest and most prosperous department store in town. Working twenty hours a day, he'd built the business up beyond anyone's wildest expectations, and was still planning sweeping expansions for the near future.

Being a workaholic, he not only worked in his office, but was all over the store, seeing that all of his orders were being carried out. After his early morning meeting with his department heads, Martin was still thinking about his wife's behavior in bed this morning as he hurried downstairs to check a new shipment of dolls that had arrived late yesterday.

Entering the storerooms where the crates had been opened, he saw a redheaded girl who was on a ladder, putting the dolls on shelves.

"Hello," he smiled up at her. "Are you new here?"

"Yes, Mr. Gage," she smiled down nervously from the ladder. "My name's Gail Haskell, and I've been working here for three days."

"Are you satisfied with your job?" he asked as the girl came down the ladder to get another armful of dolls.

"Gee, yes," she beamed, gathering up more dolls to take up the ladder. "I really like it here."

He continued chattering lightly with the pretty redhead as she scuffled up and down with the dolls.

"Here," laughed Martin a few minutes later. "Let me hand them up to you."

"You don't have to do that, Mr. Gage," she blushed. "Unpacking these dolls is my job."

"I know it is," he grinned, noticing the deep dimples on her cute, lightly-freckled face. "But let me give you a hand."

It was a few moments later when he was handing a doll up to her that his eyes focused on her smooth bare legs beneath her short skirt. He almost dropped a doll when he suddenly glimpsed the soft nest of fiery-red twat hairs that swirled around her naked slit. He could hardly believe that the pretty girl wasn't wearing any panties.

Nervously handing her the dolls, he couldn't keep his eyes off of that cute twat that was peeking down at him from between her legs. Staring up at her wet pink cuntlips, Martin was getting a horrendous erection. He'd awakened horny this morning, and then after being sexually rejected by his wife, the sight of this teenager's slit was enough to blow his mind.

When the top shelf had been filled with dolls, Gail came back down the ladder and from the way her small firm boobs jiggled in her dress, it was obvious to Martin that she wasn't wearing a bra either. The man perched himself on lop of a table while the girl opened another carton.

"These are the cutest darned dolls," she grinned, holding one up.

"Yes," agreed Martin. "They should sell very well."

Standing next to Martin, the pretty redhead's braless boobs were bouncing deliciously as she unpacked the dolls. The man could feel the blood rushing to his face as he stared at the bigness of the swollen nipples pressing out against the thin material of her dress. Trying to keep a grip on reality, his head was reeling and he was almost filled with panic as he ogled at those luscious tits that were only inches from his eyes.

The man realized that the pretty girl was only a couple or three years older than his own daughter, yet he had a sudden crazy impulse to reach out and grab her, to tear her dress off and suck on her big nipples, and to ram his cock up into that juicy naked cunt between her pretty legs.