Duncan Fox - Spankin mommy

Ellen took more of her father's tool into her mouth as she felt her cunt being stretched by Charlie's cock. Her posture, leaning forward over her father's bare lap, meant that Charlie had to push both forward and upward to get into her cunt.

The friction against the nerve-packed surface of Charlie's dick felt phenomenal. His cock oozed excitement as it bored upward, into her cunt. He looked down at his vanishing rod, holding onto it until his fingers were squeezed out of the way.

It looked almost as if he was ramming his prick into her asshole. But he wasn't – the opening he was in was too wet and slippery to be a bung. He knew there would be a time, soon, when he would introduce Ellen to the ecstasy of taking a towering cock up her ass. But right now, he was sinking his prick in her cunt, which was just fine. He could, by leaning slightly to one side, watch her sucking her father's cock.

Charlie humped his hips and felt the head of his prick hit the end of Ellen's cunt. His hips jammed up against her lush round butt. He grabbed her waist, drew his prick out, then rammed it back into her hole again. He felt the hot, rippled walls of her snatch slide against his knob. His balls knotted up against his body in anticipation.

Reaching around in front of Ellen, who continued to bob her head up and down on her father's prick, Charlie grasped one of her lush boobs. He also began exploring the upper end of her puffy slit. He felt where the rock-hard column of his cock entered her hole and tried to squeeze a finger in beside it, but her cunt was too tight. So he contented himself with squishing his fingers around in the pulpy folds of her pussy, and rolling the little pea of her clitoris against her pubic bone.

Ellen whimpered thickly around the prick in her mouth, and drove her head down even harder. Charlie saw she was taking two-thirds or more of the huge dong into her mouth. He saw her cheeks cave in as she sucked on the mammoth rod. He saw her jaw working as she massaged her father's prick with her tongue. Her throat working, she swallowed the saliva flooding her ravenous mouth.

She lifted her head, and more of her father's prick slid into view. It gleamed with spit, throbbed with power. The veins were distended with lust. She pushed her head back down, and the pale column slid out of sight, slid in between her working lips. Her nose was almost touching her father's light-red crotch bush. His flat belly muscles rippled as he watched his daughter suck his cock. He stroked her hair with gentle, fatherly hands.

Charlie's coming was drawing closer. He pumped his cock in Ellen's hot cunt. The unusual angle stimulated his cock more than it had ever been, except when it was fucking his mother's asshole. The sight of Ellen eagerly sucking her father's cock and the erotic softness of the tit in his hand sent his lust soaring to the flash point. He did his best to hold back, hoping that her father would come soon, would pour his load down her throat. Eric's hips were moving, shifting, thrusting, driving his dick up into his daughter's face. His body was shuddering on the brink of an orgasm. "Soon, baby," he told his daughter. "Soon!" Ellen nodded her acknowledgement and increased the suction on his prick. "Going to come," Charlie said, slamming his prick into her streaming pussy. His hips crashed against her butt. "Going to come!"

"Suck it!" Eric hissed at his daughter, pushing her head down on his enormous dong.

"Fuck!" Charlie grunted, plowing into her clinging cunt as hard as he could.

"Suck!" Eric snorted, heaving his hips upward sharply.

"Fuck!"

"Suck!"

"Fuck!"

"Suck!"

"Fucksuck!" the two of them chanted.

"Fuck!" The words erupted from their throats at exactly the same moment. Eric's hips heaved up and he held his daughter's face down on his recoiling, convulsing prick. Charlie slammed his cock into her pussy so hard her knees lifted off the floor. His groin clenched like a fist. A blistering jet of sperm blasted from his nuts into her searing cunt.

Spitted on two cocks, Ellen writhed, sucked and swallowed. Her cunt spasming, she took a double load of thick fuck juice – one in her mouth and one in her twitching cunt. Charlie kept her suspended on his spurting rod, and watched Eric's prick jerking and jetting in her mouth. Ellen's entire body shuddered as she climaxed. Her tits shivered, her rounded belly convulsed and heaved as the blush of her orgasm covered her pale flesh.

Overwhelmed by her father's huge load, Ellen choked. She pulled upward, and her nostrils flared as she sucked in air. A creamy wave of cum oozed down Eric's still-jerking shaft and pooled against the fingers Ellen had around his prick. Charlie felt Ellen's cunt clench, relax, and then clench again, wringing the last dribbles of jizz from his young balls.

Ellen smeared the overflowing sperm up her father's cock with her fingers, squeezed the thick jizz up to her mouth. She sucked it in, then carefully cleaned his cock. She slurped up the fuck juice with Epicurean gusto and swallowed it. The sight of her eating her father's sperm drew one last wringing convulsion from Charlie's prick. Then, leaving its own gooey load behind, it began to shrink.

Charlie sat back. His dick dribbled out of Ellen's flooded cunt and flopped soggily down onto his drained balls. Ellen rested her cheek on her father's hairy thigh. Her mouth was an inch from his glistening, shrinking prick. Pursing her lips, she kissed the purplish knob lovingly. Her father patted her cheek and hair tenderly.

"Oh, Daddy, I love you," Ellen purred. She looked at Charlie. "I love you, too, Charlie. Can I love both of you at the same time?"

"I don't see why not," Eric told her.

"Seems to me you just did," Charlie pointed out.

"There are other ways, though. Let's take her in the bedroom and show her a few," Eric suggested.

The three of them jostled and bumped down the hall in a tight, naked, erotic tangle. Ellen stretched out on her back in the middle of the huge bed. Eric and Charlie lay down on either side of her.

She lay there, her hair framing her delicate young face. When her eyes closed, Charlie and Eric began playing with her tits. Her chest rose and fell evenly, almost as if she were asleep. They thumbed the pert nubbins of her pink tits. They pinched and tweaked her nipples, rolled them between their fingers, pulled on them, lifted the lush mounds of her boobs.

Ellen's expression was an absentminded smile of sensuous pleasure. Charlie leaned forward and closed his lips on the rubbery end of her boob. He sucked on her jug the way he had sucked on his mother's when he was a baby. Eric Jameson did the same thing to Ellen's other tit, sucked and nursed on her as if she were his mother rather than his daughter.

Ellen's voluptuous torso shuddered and heaved as her lust built higher and higher. Her lips parted. Her fingers scratched blindly at the bedspread, tried to get a grip on it.

Eric slid one hand up his daughter's thigh and touched her hairy, pouting cuntlips. Charlie followed suit, stroked up the sleek, smooth, warm expanse of her other thigh and probed into her shielding muff. His fingers touched Eric's.

Ellen's legs slid apart. She exposed her pussy to their touch. Her hips shifted and rolled as the two men fondled her steaming, cum-damp box. Spreading her cuntlips, Charlie slid his fingers into her slit. Eric quickly followed. Their fingers tangled as they groped through her inner petals of pussy flesh. Then they competed for the hooded pearl of her clit, teasing it back and forth.

Ellen began to whimper from the seating stimulation. Her boobs heaved against their still-sucking mouths. They sucked on her nipples, drew them deep into their mouths, rasped their tongues over the nerve-loaded buds. She squirmed delightedly under their dual ministrations.