Victoria Parker - The hottest neighbors

"No, let me suck it," Julie insisted.

Julie pushed her mother away and jumped on her father. She took his huge cock and inserted the cockhead in her young pussy. She leaned over on all fours. Her gorgeous tight ass bucked in and out as she fucked herself on the bulging cock.

She was the face of sweet beauty as she fucked in and out, hands on the floor, her legs spread, knees wide on the floor. She looked down between her and her dad so she could watch the bend of his cock as it fucked up into her cunt.

"Daddy's prick is so big," she whined.

Virginia crawled across the floor to Jimmy and Marilyn. "I have to get fucked," she panted.

Gray pulled his foot-long cock out of Anne's asshole and offered it to Virginia. The petite woman grabbed his cock and jacked it wildly. She pulled Gray down on top of her and he fucked his cock into her pussy.

The kitchen was filled with the sounds of sweet desire, of pure pleasure, of unleashed fuck-lust.

Julie threw her head back and yelled: "I just love to fuck – I truly do!"

Anne's mouth was filled with cockmeat, but she managed to nod in agreement.

The day after the supreme cook-out, Anne got up late. Robert was still in bed. Anne showered and slipped into a pretty pair of black panties and black bra. She added a shiny white garter-belt, nylons and white heels.

She went to the bedroom. It was early and Robert was still asleep. She sat down on the edge of the bed, flapped the covers back and stripped down Robert's pajama bottoms. His cock was nestled nicely at his crotch.

Anne fingered his prick lightly, watched as it grew. She liked the way the cockshaft bulged, thumped, erected into a stiff hard-on. She leaned over and planted a thick red lipstick kiss right on the cocktip.

Robert woke up and rubbed his eyes, saw his beautiful wife, dressed so sexily, leaning over kissing his cock.

"Oh, darling," he murmured. "I love you so much."

Anne took the head of his prick in her mouth and rolled her tongue on the bulbous cockknob. She bit the cockhead lightly, licked, sucked.

Then she raised up and said: "Come into the bathroom with me, darling. I wanna fuck in front of the mirror."

"Oh, I'd love to," Robert gulped.

Anne led him to the bathroom. They stood in front of the mirror. The man's eyes greedily explored his wife's exquisite body in the mirror's reflection. He felt fortunate to have such a beautiful woman. He stood nude, his cock stiff and sticking out like a pipe.

Anne reached over and grabbed his prick with one hand. They turned to each other, but their heads were turned so they could see in the mirror.

Robert dipped his hand into Anne's black panties. "Oh, shit, honey," he moaned. "I love gettin' in your panties!"

Anne was getting hotter, holding his bulging cock, feeling Robert's finger in her pussy.

"I have a surprise for you, darling," she whispered. "Wait here, play with your prick and think of me, will you? I'll be right back."

Robert sat down oh the toilet and stroked his cock. Anne left the bathroom. It seemed she was gone forever to Robert, but when she did return, she carried a tray.

"Breakfast is served," Anne said. She had soft-boiled eggs in a bowl.

Robert sat on the toilet. His cock was so hard it hurt him. Anne knelt between his legs. She took a soft-boiled egg out of the bowl, jiggled it in her palm and mashed it to the head of Robert's cock. The yellow yolk dripped down his stiff cockshaft. She quickly bent over and licked the stringy yolk as it slithered along his hard cock.

"Oh, baby," Robert sighed.

Anne took another egg in her hand and mashed it to Robert's cock and began jacking him off. Her hand slipped up and down on the slick egg yolk and white. Then she bent over and began licking the mashed egg, eating it from Robert's prick.

"Oh, honey… jeez… baby… Oh, shit!" the man cried.

He came.

It was quick. Anne gulped the fizzing cock cream and the oozing egg slime from his prick. This was the most delicious breakfast she'd ever had. Robert's cock continued erupting, spraying Anne's beautiful face with cum as she knelt before the toilet in her black panties and bra, her nylons, her garter-belt – knelt there and tried to eat and suck all the cock cream and egg from his prick.

Alter Anne had drained Robert's thick cock of all its cream, sucked and swallowed it, licked the egg from his prick, she pulled him off the toilet and sat down on the stool, herself.

"It's your turn to have breakfast now," she said. She slipped her black panties off.

Robert was trembling from his violent cum. He knelt between Anne's legs. Anne slid out on the edge of the toilet seat and spread her legs wide.

She reached for another pasty soft-boiled egg. She mashed it to her pussy. The thick yellow slime clung to the thick brown hair of her pussy. Robert took the cue and immediately licked at the sticky goodness. He licked and gobbled the egg from Anne's pussy.

She took another egg and broke it on her cunt again. Robert ducked in on the tasty delight. He lapped his tongue over and over her pussy.

"Eat your breakfast, honey," Anne cooed. "You must have a good breakfast. It's important… it's an important meal."

This inflamed Robert and he chewed at her hairy pussy, lapped all the egg off. Anne sat on the toilet watching his eager appetite express itself. She reached for the tray sitting on the sink. She buttered a piece of toast.

"Here, have some toast with your eggs, dear," Anne whispered, and she offered Robert the thickly buttered slice of toast.

Anne held it flat against her pussy. She rubbed the buttered side all over her cunt. Robert was nibbling at the toast as Anne rubbed it up and down. His mouth, his chin, his cheeks, his face were covered with egg and crumbs. He devoured the toast, then licked the butter from Anne's pussy.

"I'm so glad I'm married to you, Anne," he mumbled, spitting out little chunks of toast, his tongue flapping like a wet rag at her pussy. "Now, wait – before you finish breakfast darling – here, let me butter the main course." Anne scooped the butter knife into the gooey butter dish, got a big gob and buttered her cunt. She layered a thick coat of butter over her hairy pussy.

Robert lunged at her cunt. He licked furiously at the butter, got all of the thick stuff, then munched, chewed, sucked on Anne's slippery cunt.

"Ah, whew… yeah, baby, lick my butter soft cunt."

"Mmmmm, mmm," Robert burbled. "Eat your breakfast, fucker," Anne panted, lifting her ass off the toilet, fucking her pussy at Robert's gaping mouth.

"It's delicious… delicious breakfast," he muttered.

"Fuck me, you asshole!" Anne barked. Robert lifted up. His cock snapped against the toilet seat, banged it, wobbled, and Anne grabbed the cockshaft. She shoved the quivering hard-on into her sloppy pussy. Robert started rocking back and forth on his knees, fucking his cock in and out of her cunt.

Anne rolled her hips pound her pussy at him. She fucked beautifully. She looked lovely, bumping and grinding off the toilet seat as Robert's big cock fucked her pussy.

"You dirty bastard! You fucker! You cunt fucker! You big prick!" Anne yelled.

She was dizzy with emotion. She was frying with desire. She was bubbling with pleasure. She looked down to see the slick slide of his cock in her cunt. The fucking looked good to Anne. She looked back up, and their eyes met.

"I love you," Robert moaned.

"You better damn well love me. I'm the best fuck you've ever had."

"Anything you like better than fucking, Anne?"

"Nothing!"

Now the heat of their friction made slurpy clicking sounds as his cock fucked in and out of her gushing pussy. Anne was gripped with thrilling tingles that spilled through her in a splendid, ravishing rapture.