Ray Todd: Mom,Dad and daughter

"Pour it to me, honey!" she cried, digging her bare heels into the crack of his ass to spur him on. "Fuck… fuck… fuck!"

Slippery from their sweat, Gail's lithe body was writhing uncontrollably from side to side on the cot. With her creamy thighs spread obscenely apart and her knees drawn back almost to her shoulders, the near hysterical redhead was violently slamming her cunt up around his plunging dong.

"Harder, baby… fuck harder!" she whimpered through her slackly parted lips, her tight ass shaking and quivering as her wet slippery twat climbed up and dawn over his hard drilling cock. Lustily riding his thick hard piston toward a thundering climax, Gail was almost out of her mind with ecstasy.

Fucking into the hot-cunted girl with all his passionate strength, he could feel the overwhelming pleasure building up deep in his lurching bucking loins, and knew he'd soon be shooting his wad into her writhing belly. He wanted to prolong this fantastic fucking as long as possible, but he knew he'd soon have to empty his seething, bubbling sperm into the girl's cute twat.

"Oooooooooh, Mr. Gage!" she suddenly shrieked feeling her body tensing for an orgasm, every muscle becoming tight and rigid. After a brief moment of suspended animation, her cunt suddenly began climaxing around his thrusting cock. "Oooooh! Eeeeeeihiigh! I'm coming… coming commmmmiiiiinnnnngggggg!"

Clinging desperately to him, Gail's entire body bucked and writhed as the intense orgasm enveloped her. She seemed to be in a strange world of fantasy as the shelves of grinning dolls spun crazily around her, wildly colored lights flashing in the back of her mind. In all of her horny life, Gail had never experienced such a wild orgasm. Her body was excitedly arching up under him, her wet spasming cunt milking and squeezing on his ready-to-explode prick. Clinging desperately to him as she writhed through her frantic climax, her orgasmic juices were flowing hotly around his plunging dick.

Anxious to release the hot load from his aching balls, his massive cockhead seemed to be swelling even bigger as it drilled in and out of her squeezing twat. Grinding relentlessly into her juicy match, he could feel his ejaculation coming closer and closer. The steaming pressure in his sperm swollen balls was almost unbearable, and then he suddenly felt the hot stream of jizz streaking up through the swollen length of his hard plunging dork.

"Aaaaaahh!" he roared, slamming his cock to the very depths of her fuck-hole as he suddenly spewed a torrent of scalding cum into her writhing belly. Still pumping into her, he was spurting thick gobs of hot sperm all over her tight squeezing cunt walls. Filling her twat with the jizz that was mixing hotly with her own juices, it flowed back out along the length of his slippery boner and into their delicious tangle of matted pubic hair.

Martin had never experienced such incredible pleasure in his entire life, and lying there with his spurting cock buried in the delicious hotness of her cunt, he could feel her moving back and forth beneath him, her talented twat milking out every last drop of sperm from his slowly shrinking prick. When the last bit had been drained from his pecker, they slowly disentangled their limbs and lay panting in each other's arms.

"That was so wonderful," whispered the girl, affectionately kissing the tip of his nose.

"Gail," he suddenly asked. "What were you doing before coming to work here?"

"I was living on a farm with my parents," she smiled.

"Why did you leave?"

"I ran away from home," she giggled. "When my old man found out I was fuckin' most of the guys around there, he wanted me to put out for him so I split."

"How long have you been here in town?" he asked.

"About a week," was the pretty girl's answer.

"Where are you living?"

"At the Y.W.C.A.," she grinned. "Do you like it there?" asked Martin.

"Not really, but it's clean and cheap," she replied.

"Gail," he whispered after a short pause, "would you let me rent you a nice apartment?"

"What's the catch?" asked the girl.

"None. I'll pay for your rent and living expenses, and in return for that," he explained, "I'll drop over occasionally in the evenings."

"Will you fuck me when you come over?"

"That's what I had in mind."

"Will you fuck me lots and lots?" she excitedly asked.

"Yes, darling," smiled Martin. "Lots and lots."

"Good," she beamed. "Then you've got yourself the horniest mistress in town."

While Martin was at the store fucking his rampaging cock into the stock girl's teenaged pussy, his wife was at home nervously awaiting the arrival of the lover she hadn't seen in eighteen years. Knowing that she wanted to feel Michael's prick in her cunt once more, she was wearing a sheer negligee that was open down the front and held together with nothing but a sash. Appraising herself in front of a full length mirror, she was pleased with the creamy fullness of her big tits that were so deliciously displayed in the gown that only barely covered her desire-swollen nipples.

The beautiful woman was more than pleased at the vibrant image in the mirror. At thirty-three, the big-titted woman had the figure of a teenager, and there wasn't a single line or wrinkle around the violet eyes that were peeking out so provocatively from beneath the jet-black bangs of her page boy hair style. Her flawless complexion and rich full lips only added to her sensuality.

Waiting for him to arrive, Anne's thoughts drifted to her husband and she fell a bit guilty about her actions in bed this morning. Even if Martin spent so much time at the store, he'd been a faithful husband and an exceptionally good provider. Anne had never once cheated on him, and as much as she wanted to feel Michael's cock in her cunt again, she wondered if she could go through with it after all.

Her thoughts were suddenly shattered by the chimes of the doorbell, and she was shaking like a leaf as she hurried to answer it. Opening the door, she stared up at the handsome smile and the soft brown eyes that she'd remembered so well. The years had been more than kind to the tall dark man, and maturity had made him even more handsome than he'd been as a boy.

"Oh, Michael," she beamed, throwing her arms around him and accepting the ardent kiss he planted on her eager lips.

"My God, Anne," he said, standing back and studying her when they broke their embrace. "You're more beautiful than ever."

"That's nice of you to say," she beamed, leading him into the living room. "But I'm afraid it's not quite true."

As they sat down together on a sofa, Anne intuitively knew the man was going to fuck her before leaving. Looking deeply into each other's eyes, they both knew it. After rapping for about half an hour, the eighteen years of separation seemed to melt away, and it was as if they'd been together only yesterday. They once more felt that casual intimacy between them that had been so strong when they were er.

"Oh, Anne," be whispered, taking the beautiful woman into his arms. "It's so good to be with you again."

Shivering with excitement, their lips melted passionately together, and when their deep tongue-sucking kiss ended, the front of Anne's negligee had fallen open and her big lush tits and nipples were standing out deliciously naked in front of his eyes.

"You're so lovely," he whispered, laying her back down on the couch and completely opening the front of the gown so he could admire the dazzling nakedness of her beautiful body.

Lowering his head, he buried his face in the soft valley between her big heaving tits. Lifting his mouth, he generously bathed her turgid nipples with his tongue before his lips moved slowly down over the soft sloping plane of her dimpled belly. While his tongue teased around in the cute indentation of Anne's belly button, he reached beneath her and cupped the soft cheeks of her ass in his palms, his fingers goosing around deliciously in her soft wiggly crack.