Chapter 3
Charlene's body was wet with perspiration, her own and that of her son. Her crotch was sticky with his sperm which had trickled down her inner thighs.
Still nude and in a semi-trance from her violent incestuous fucking, she walked slowly to the swimming pool. She waded into the water at the shallow end.
The water embraced her hot flesh with its cooling effect and her mind began to recover from its transported ecstasy.
"What have I done?" she thought guiltily. "I can't blame Bart for fucking me. He's too young to realize that fucking his own mother is bizarre. And incestuous. I should have had more control over my unbridled sexual appetite. God damn it, what sort of woman am I? A nymphomaniac, a lesbian, a thrill seeker-is there no limit to what I will do for an orgasm?
"I'm weak! All I can think about is fucking. And sucking. And I don't care if I suck a cock or a cunt! Just as long as my mouth has an exciting organ to suck and lick. My tongue craves cock or cunt. My cunt burns for a mouth or a prick. My asshole itches for a finger or a long hard cock!
"My God, I just have to be either thinking about it or having an orgasm all the time! I'm neurotic! I'm shameless! I'm so damn hot again, just thinking about fucking!"
"Why not be as honest in your actions as you are in your thoughts?" asked Marco.
Charlene was startled. She hadn't realized she had spoken aloud and had been overheard by Marco, who was standing on the edge of the pool, just as naked as she was. His body was magnificently proportioned and his cock was hard and long, ready for whatever she chose to do with its exciting flesh.
"I was talking aloud! Did you overhear everything I said, Marco?"
"Everything!"
"Did you learn anything new that you didn't guess about me before?"
"Yes," said Marco seriously. "You are a very honest person-at least to yourself. There aren't many people who have the courage to admit what they are. Everybody makes excuses for themselves. You don't apologize for being oversexed, bi-sexual and a true lover of sensuous-ness!"
Charlene smiled wryly. "Poor consolation for a very weak character!"
"I don't think you're weak, Charlene," disagreed Marco. "It takes a strong person to admit what you did!"
Charlene waded towards the edge of the pool and stood in the clear water waist high. Her red hair was darker from getting wet, her light skin glistened with tiny droplets of water, giving her the appearance of a seductive mermaid. Her breasts swayed gently, the water lapping the bare flesh like a lover's gentle tongue.
She touched them with her fingers, thinking of her son's head resting on them such a short time ago.
She closed her eyes, remembering guiding Bart's huge cock into her steaming cunt. Her body began to sway and she looked like a water nymph, sensuous and seductive.
Marco quietly waded into the pool and stood in front of her. His magnificently muscular young body edged closer to her until his hard cock pressed insistently against her crotch.
Almost automatically, without thinking, Charlene spread her legs to accommodate the large prick which was pushing against her cunt.
"Let's fuck in the water, darling!" whispered Marco, putting his arms around the nude, wet Charlene.
"I've just been fucked in the cunt, Marco. Beautifully, exquisitely. Why don't I turn around and you can fuck me in my asshole? This time, I don't have to suck your cock to get it well lubricated first!"
Marco laughed gaily. The water gave both their bodies an added sensuousness and her hand went to his cock to stroke it with desire.
He kissed her lasciviously, their tongues writhing around each other like snakes in a love duel.
His strong hands turned her body around so that her back was to him and he pushed her gently forward so that she was in a position to receive his hard erection in her asshole. She parted her buttock cheeks so that his penetration would be more easily effected.
Marco, instead of instantly ramming home his hard cock into her eager asshole, decided that a preliminary arousement would give them both a more exotic orgasm.
He put his hands over her lush breasts and fondled them excitingly. For some unknown reason, her wet breasts responded more tinglingly than if they were dry.
Her nipples almost shot erect and he rotated them gently, giving her an added length. At the same time, he massaged her outer rim with his cock, ramming the length of his shaft up and down her crevice, sending waves of erotic sensations throughout her bent-over body.
"Your cock feels so different in the water, Marco," hoarsely cried Charlene.
Her voice carried in the stillness of the evening and it reached the ears of Bart, who had come to the pool to take a swim. He stopped dead in his tracks and beheld his mother, with her naked body, presenting her asshole for the cock of that lousy kept youth of hers.
He wondered why the position? What the stimulation was to his mother to be standing in the water, bent over so that her asshole could be fucked? Was the posture comfortable, or alluring? He knew that the visual reaction was both pleasantly and irritatingly aesthetic. It was something different, but he resented the fact that it wasn't being done by him!
He stifled a sob and was about to leave, when his curiosity got the better of him.
He hid himself behind a bush and watched the lascivious pair writhing in the water. He strained to hear their words.
"I'm having tiny orgasms, Marco!" squealed Charlene, "and you haven't even put that beautiful cock up my asshole!"
"It's a new way, darling," said Marco. "Even you seem to be a different girl in the water. The friction of your asshole against my prick is absolutely sensational!"
"Screw me! Bugger me, you big-cocked bastard!" screamed Charlene, rotating her bottom.
Marco took one hand away from her breast reluctantly and then tried to guide his long, hard cock into her tight asshole, but the water made it difficult.
Charlene spread her legs wider and her hands almost ripped at her buttock cheeks to allow more room for his huge cock, but he still couldn't gain an entrance.
"Oh, God, Marco, I'm burning up! Can't you get inside me with that big cock?"
"I think we'd better get out of the water, honey," said Marco. "Let's lie on the grass. It's fun doing it that way. The tiny blades tickle me and give me wild sensations!"
Bart almost lost his control and shouted at the pair not to desecrate the lawn. He wanted to punch Marco in the nose-maybe even kick him in the balls so that he wouldn't be able to fuck his mother!
But his fear of being caught spying on her prevented him from doing anything except imagining himself in Marco's place.
He watched as the eager pair waded quickly out of the pool, dripping wet from head to foot.
They flopped themselves down on the green, soft grass and clasped each other, kissing wildly.
Bart could feel his own cock getting bigger and he almost got the courage to make his presence known. But, again, he felt fearful and to calm his fear he began to stroke his erection with trembling fingers.
His eyes almost bugged out of his head when he saw his darling mother take Marco's hard cock in her hands and whisper loudly.
"I'd better put it in my mouth first to give it a lubrication job!"
Bart shivered with an erotic curiosity. His hand squeezed his cock and he began to pull it back and forth to ease the pain and burning.
He saw his mother reach out her small hand and touch Marco's hard prick with her fingertips. It throbbed and leaped away from her fingers. She giggled and grabbed it firmly with both hands and stuffed it into her mouth.
Bart saw the huge cock completely disappear into his mother's mouth and he gasped with amazement. He looked down at his own cock and wondered if his mother could take it in all the way like she was doing with Marco.
Then, his mother began to fondle Marco's hairy balls and her fingers roamed around his rectum. All the time, the big cock was sliding in and out of her lovely red mouth, leaving traces of lipstick along the wet shaft.
Marco was groaning and encouraging her with vile and lewd words. "Suck my cock, you beautiful cocksucker Lick my long shaft. Play with my balls. Suck my prick, whore! Take it all the way in your throat. Take my come, swallow it! Suck my cock, you red headed bitch!"
Bart's stroking of his cock increased. He found that while the names Marco was calling his mother were disgusting, there was an exciting eroticism about them which gave him a wild desire to have an orgasm.
"You're not going to come in my mouth this time, Marco," said Charlene as she removed her mouth from his wet and glistening cock. She turned around and kneeled on the grass, "Shove that cock up my asshole! Play with my cunt and titties!"
Marco dropped to his knees behind Charlene and placed his cock against her rectum. He put one hand on her cunt and began to finger her clitoris. The other hand went to her breast and he squeezed it hard.
"Oooohhhh! That feels wild!" moaned Charlene, wiggling her body.
Bart could stand it no longer. He sobbed childishly and turned away and ran towards the house. He needed comfort and this time, masturbation was not what would pacify him.
He went to Marie's room and without bothering to knock on the door, he entered, his huge erection firmly clasped in both hands.
Marie was in bed, naked and she sat up, startled. Her eyes widened with surprise as she saw the naked boy holding his huge cock. At first she resented his impertinence and pulled the covers up over her own nakedness.
"What are you doing in my room, Bart?" she demanded.
"I need to talk to you," Bart cried.
"Why don't you go talk with your mother?"
"She's being fucked in the ass by Marco, the bastard!" protested Bart.
Bart expected Marie to be shocked and horrified by bis news. Instead, she laughed merrily.
"That's nothing new, Bart! They've been fucking and sucking each other ever since Marco came to live here!"
"I suppose so," admitted Bart. "But the way he was fucking her-up her asshole!"
Marie smiled understandingly. "That sounds exciting. Why don't we go and watch them?"
She made a move to get out of bed and Bart saw her large breasts jiggle with attractive motion. "No, no, no! I don't want to watch any more! It got me so excited that I started to jerk off!"
"What a waste that would be," whispered Marie, climbing out of bed, revealing her lovely, nude figure. She stood still, watching Bart's reaction to her charms.
Bart had always seen Marie in her maid's uniform and without realizing it, she was affecting him by her nudity. His eyes went from her black hair to the pretty face, then to her breasts which were proudly thrust out for his inspection. Then, his eyes traveled over her flat and satiny belly to her vee-shaped pubic hair. And then, the most beautiful sight of all-her pink, pouting pussy set so delightfully between her smooth inner thighs. Her legs were straight and spread slightly so that she could show Bart her pussy.
"Well?"
Bart gulped and blushed. "You-you look beautiful without clothes on!"
"As beautiful as your mother?" slyly asked Marie.
"Yes-but in a different way!" admitted Bart, his mouth drooling and his cock throbbing.
"Do you like the difference?" asked Marie.
"I don't know," admitted Bart. "So far the only thing I've done is to put my cock into my-into a cunt!"
"And you didn't like your mother being fucked in the asshole? Or taking her lover's cock into her hot, sweet mouth?"
"No! I didn't like it! I didn't like it because she wasn't doing it to me!"
"Well, does it have to be your mother for you to have an excitement?" asked Marie, slowly moving in a circle so that Bart could see every portion of her voluptuous nudity.
"I-I don't know," cried Bart, his prick palpitating with desire.
Marie's lovely face changed from sympathy for the young boy's plight, into one of barbaric savagery. She leaped at Bart and pressed her lovely naked body against his with such force that he was knocked down onto the bed.
He was in such a state of shock from her sudden reversal of character that he could only lie there and wonder what was going to happen to him.
"Oh, what a big, beautiful, long cock you've got, Bart! I haven't seen a man's cock for a long time and I'm so hungry for the taste of one!"
Bart managed a timid smile. "You're French, aren't you?"
"In every way!" asserted Marie, bouncing on the bed. He felt the springs give his body a wonderful cushiony feeling. His erect prick stuck straight up in the air.
"Are you going to suck my cock like my mother did to Marco?" asked Bart.
"You're not going to pretend that I'm your mother, are you?" asked Marie harshly.
"No, of course not, you're too young to be my mother!" said Bart.
"Your mother is an amateur cocksucker alongside of me! I can suck a prick better than she'll ever be able to, no matter how long and often she does it! I was weaned on a cock!"
"Yes, ma'am," replied Bart humbly.
Marie became furious. "And don't be so goddamn humble with me. I'm not your mother. And I don't want a little boy to be my lover. I want a man. You've got more cock than any man, so try and act like a man! Don't play the little boy with me. I won't have any of your childishness. You're going to be my lover, not some unhappy youngster mourning for his mother's cunt!"
"Aren't you going to suck my cock?"
"I've changed my mind!" said Marie, grabbing the hair on his head and forcing him down to her crotch.
"Now, take a good look at my cunt!" she commanded. "Isn't it as pretty as your mother's? It's just as hot inside. My cunt-lips can squeeze your shaft with my educated muscles better than she can! Now, kiss it and taste the delicate and exotic beauty of a young girl's cunt!"
"I-I can't!" protested Bart, his nose only a scant inch away from Marie's fragrant pussy.
"Go ahead!"
She shoved his head hard, forcing it between her inner thighs and into her crotch with such force that his nose was half buried between her cunt lips.
"Lick it! Stick your tongue into my cunt! Pretend it's my mouth and you're giving me a soul kiss! Suck it!"
The perfume of her body, most strong at her crotch, intoxicated his sense of smell and his taste buds were drooling at the luscious mouthful of soft, fleshy cunt a tongue length away.
Bart also loved the lecherous words. They gave him courage to open his mouth and begin tentatively to suck Marie's cunt-lips, increasing the fragrant aroma of heated passion.
Her hands caressing his reddish hair felt warm and demanding and guided his motions.
His inexperienced mouth didn't give Marie too much pleasure, even though the fact that he was a virgin cunt lapper gave her a somewhat erotic stimulation.
"You're kissing my cunt just as if it was a cow's ass!" she scolded.
Bart raised his head from between her inner thighs and looked up at her. Her breasts almost hid her face from his view and looked inviting. He blushed. "I'm sorry, Marie, but I've never sucked a girl's cunt before."
"Does it offend you in any way?"
"Oh, no, no! But ... ."
"Oh, hell, Bart, you've got too many hangups! You're not going to be any fun at all!" said Marie, wriggling her body from under him.
He made a grab for her and she slapped his hands.
"Don't you dare do that to me, you clumsy fool!" she snapped impatiently. "I'm going to teach you how to make love, but under no conditions are you to touch me with your hands!"
She watched him closely to observe his reaction to her nudity as she stood up. She could see the fire coming into his eyes as he looked at her large, luscious breasts and then gaze down her smooth white belly to her dark pubic hair.
She moved her legs ever so slightly, giving him another look at her throbbing pussy-lips and she saw a reaction-his cock throbbed and palpitated and he wet his lips with his trembling tongue.
Marie could hardly control her own erotic desire as she saw again the beautiful, immense cock, so rigid and long, just waiting for the touch of her burning lips, or fingertips, or vagirn-lips, or asshole!
"You mean I can't touch your gorgeous body with my hands?' asked Bart in utter torment.
"That's right, Bart!" replied Marie. "You can't touch me with your hands or your mouth. You're to just lie there on the bed in all your beautiful nakedness and I'll teach you how to make exciting love!"
"But that's going to be torture for me!"
Marie smiled devilishly. "Perhaps, Bart. Perhaps it will be torture for you not to be able to touch my body with hands or mouth, but you will find out what restraint does to you sexually!"
"But, I don't want ..."
"Quiet!" commanded Marie. "If you're too chicken to kiss my cunt just because you've never done it before- you don't deserve to kiss me anywhere else either! Now, you just lie still and let a girl with generations of French blood in her give you such a desire to suck her cunt that you'll beg to lick it!"
She sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned over so that her breasts dangled tantalizingly an inch away from Bart's mouth.
He shivered and could almost taste their smooth, satiny flesh. He could almost bite their erect coral-tipped nipples, with the lovely aureoles encircling them so enticingly. He groaned and his hot breath hit her nipples, making her shudder and shiver with exquisite and erotic delight.
"You'd love to suck my titties, wouldn't you, Bart?" she teased.
"Oh, yes, yes!"
"Well, you can't!" She quickly removed her breast from the temptation of his mouth and started to delicately trace a pattern with her fingertips up and down his muscular torso, so free from manly hair.
He moaned at the exquisite tingling her delicate tantalizing fingers gave him and he moved his body "from side to side with an agonized passion.
Marie smiled knowingly. She knew what sensations of repression he was undergoing. She knew that her fingertips were creating an exciting sensation within his body which needed his hands and mouth on her own flesh to be gratified. , But she had given him an order not to touch her.
She knew the torment of a woman making love to a man without his being able to respond with his lips and fingers!
She knew that he was going through more punishment than if he were bound and tied with ropes. She knew that the mental agony of being ordered not to touch the desirable and soft flesh of a woman gave a man such exquisite torture that he could go mad from desire and frustration.
Marie also saw that his penis was becoming more rigid, more swollen, the strain of not touching her was affecting his cock in the way she realized it would. It was such a beautiful, long, immensely thick cock that this young boy possessed. She wanted to stuff it into her mouth immediately. But she continued her tantalizing fingertip tracing, moving her hands lower and lower, coming closer and closer to his ever stiffening rod.
Bart groaned with tormented desire. His fists were doubled so tight that the knuckles were white. Marie knew that he was suffering from her teasing.
Her hot hands traced a pattern around his crotch, but not touching his rigid prick nor his balls. Her fingertips delicately tickled his inner thighs.
His groans of suppressed passion became louder.
"Shhhh!" Marie warned him. "Don't groan, Bart, my darling boy! I haven't even begun yet!"
"I can't take much more!"
"Oh, yes, you can!"
"Why can't I fuck you in the cunt?"
"Later, Bart, later! But, first, you've got to learn how to become a sensuous love partner!"
"I'm sensuous now!"
"I suppose you are. But all you want to do is to shove that big cock of yours into my cunt, pump up and down a few times and then shoot your load!"
"What's wrong with that?"
"I want to be satisfied, too!"
"I promise I'll fuck you until you are!"
"Oh, Bart, you've got so much to learn. Why don't you be quiet and just do as I tell you!"
"I want ..."
"You want what I'll give you!" snapped Marie, putting a soft hand over his mouth.
Bart writhed his hips, his huge penis waving back and forth under Marie's watchful eyes. She was fascinated with the beauty of its immensity and rigidity. Slowly, her fingers moved from his mouth to his inner thigh along his sensitive crotch to his pubic hairs. She tickled and plucked his hairs, making the skin painful.
He groaned with the agony of his torment and tiny beads of perspiration broke out on his forehead.
Marie moved so that she was partially lying next to him and her lush breasts were just barely touching his flat stomach. She slid her body up and down so that her erect nipples teased and tormented his flesh with their hot friction and electric shocks. She watched his face as it twisted in passionate agony and she knew that he was going beyond his endurance.
His rigid staff throbbed and became more swollen with the fire burning inside all his being and his knuckles grew whiter as his fists were clenched tighter to keep himself from touching her body.
He had never in all his entire life undergone such exquisite pain, not being able to kiss or even touch this voluptuous girl who was performing such tantalizing motions with her fingertips.
And the motion of her lovely breast-nipples tingling his flesh! He thought his body would explode with desire! He felt like throwing her on her back and fucking her in the cunt! But the pain-agony-pleasure he was experiencing was of such an unusual nature that he wanted to prolong his culmination-he wanted the bizarre tantalizing to continue! His body ached with passionate pain and his rigidity throbbed tortuously. He didn't think he could stand any more.
Then ... "You watch what I'm doing, Bart," said Marie. "Then, when you make love to me, you'll know what to do!"
"I will, I will!" agreed Bart, lifting his head and looking at Marie's head as she replaced her fingertips and tantalizing nipples with her tongue. She began to lick his flesh with her slippery tongue, lashing at his sensitive body with force. Then, with tenderness. Then, with tickling sensations and he experienced more and more high-pitched emotions.
He bit his lip to keep himself from screaming out loud. His hands found the backboard of the bed and he grabbed hold of it, clutching it fiercely for moral support, trying to keep his hands from embracing her savagely.
Marie's own cunt was moist from the series of small, yet delightful orgasms she'd had while licking Bart's body. She licked her tongue lasciviously and slowly along his inner thigh. She stole a glance up at his face to see his reaction. She was lecherously delighted by the expression of intense pain which was crisscrossing his handsome, youthful face.
It gave her intense pleasure to see him react so sensuously. She also felt that she was gaining an immoral victory over Bart's incestuous desire for his mother.
Slyly, she darted her tongue out and barely flicked its sensitive surface against his rigid prick, tasting the moisture which had been building up. He jerked, his back arching and his hands almost losing hold of the backboard. Another groan of agony-pleasure escaped his dry lips.
"Now, now, Bart!" admonished Marie, giving his rigid staff a long, sliding lick. "You've just got to lie still and let me prove that I'm better than your mother!"
"I'm still, I'm still," cried Bart. "I won't move!"
Marie smiled. She knew for certain now that she had won a major battle for Bart's big prick. And he hadn't even had a small taste of her talents yet. Now, she was going to concentrate on some of her own carnal pleasure in contrast to controlling herself and making Bart full of intense desire for her.
She moved her body so that she was lying on her stomach between his legs and her large breasts were pressed against his inner thighs. She moved them back and forth, their erect nipples creating wave after wave of electricity from his sensitive flesh to his rigid cock.
At the same time, she moved her breasts from side to side, her tongue licking his flesh, carefully avoiding his immense prick. She felt his tenseness become so strong that she slowly flicked her tongue against his cock-head.
Again, he moved his body upwards, almost as though he was trying to find her mouth and plunge himself into it. But she carefully avoided his arching body, letting her face slide along his hip and then when he settled back onto the bed, she resumed her position of blowing her hot breath against his beautiful, thick prick. She put the head of it into her mouth, thrilling to the exotic taste of its youthful flesh. The flavor of his pre-come was ambrosia to her taste buds and sent her body into near convulsion. She began to emit a body odor which coupled with her delicate and expensive perfume, made Bart wilder with suppressed desire.
Slowly, she licked the entire length of his shaft along the outside, feeling the large vein throb under her tongueing. Then, very, very slowly, she put her red lips around the cock-head and pressed on it, licking the tiny slit in the end. She could feel it palpitate against her lips and the sensation went down to her breasts and her hot cunt!
Even though it gave her another tiny orgasm, she wasn't going to lose control of herself-she had a delicate task to perform and she was going to do it the way it should be done. She was determined that Bart would learn as much about sex from her as it was in her power to give.
Slowly, she put another morsel of Bart's delicious cock into her hot mouth, tickling the foreskin with her slightly rough-textured tongue. Part of his pre-come went down her throat and she relished the tangy flavor, the erotic taste and her own pussy-lips trembled and palpitated with intense need and desire for that one big and glorious orgasm!
Bart's hands were growing whiter as he tried to hold onto the end of the bed and not move his body.
Marie's suctioning of his immense and ready-to-come prick was of such intensity that his head was whirling with colored lights. Stars were shooting in front of his half-closed eyes. Bolts of electricity were jolting him as inch by slow inch Marie's mouth went down and down his swollen cock.
She slid the entire length into her mouth and felt its thickness stuffing her so much that she couldn't move her tongue any more.
The cock-head was half way down her gullet and she constricted her throat muscles, pressing the soft flesh against the hard penis for a long moment.
It felt sensational to both of them!
She knew that if she held his stiff cock in her throat another second, he'd shoot his sperm into her.
Not that she would mind. As a matter of fact, she'd love it! Love the rich, sticky juice sliding erotically down her throat! But, that was not what she wanted at the present time. So she removed her mouth from his shaft and the cool air of the room hit it, giving Bart another new sensation which agitated him further. He had been on the verge of coming in the mouth of the beautiful Marie and now he had no warm hole into which he could unload his juice.
His entire being was in a state of shock, even as Marie knew it would be. She caressed the wet prick with her hot hands, blowing her hot breath against the head of it, feeling it throb against her palms.
What a beautiful young giant he was. By now, she also was in supreme and exquisite agony of self-denial, even though she'd had a series of small orgasms. She wanted this young hard cock which she held in her small hands to plunge into her warm cunt, or, since he'd just fucked his mother's cunt, Marie would ram the hard erection up her tight asshole!
She moved her body tantalizingly up until her breasts were against his torso. His reaction was instantaneous! Her hand guided his cock against her moist, hot cunt-lips. At the first touch of cock against cunt, they both felt electric shocks sweep over their bodies and Bart moaned with painful, wanton need.
Marie moved her body again, straining every nerve in Bart's being. She guided his cock until half was in her hot, wet cunt and she used her expert muscular control to contract and expand her cunt lips against his penis. He turned pale with the self-control he was forced to exercise.
The torture of his not being able to put his hands on her, to probe and feel and touch every part of her lovely body, was sheer agony.
And not to be able to use his mouth, his lips, his tongue, to kiss and caress every intimate and fragrant portion of her was more torture than anyone had ever devised before.
Marie could feel her whole body tremble with her own carnal and lustful desire and she finally let her hand loose from his cock, allowing it to plunge inside her cunt to its immense length.
She screamed in glorious, barbaric savagery as its hugeness seemed to almost choke her body with its beautiful long thickness.
She let his magnificent cock remain deep in her cunt long enough for her to have another tiny orgasm. Her juices trickled down over his shaft and she raised her voluptuous body high, grabbed his cock and guided it into her asshole.
The tight rimmed anus was just too much for Bart. His cock felt as though it was being squeezed by soft feathers. Her asshole was so tight on his thick cock that he had time only to ram it into her the full length when he screamed like a wounded animal.
"I'm coming! I'm coming in your asshole! My God, what a tight ass you've got! You're so different from my mother! Oh, Marie you're so damn great!"
"Come inside me, Bart, honey!" urged Marie, rotating her buttocks so that her tight asshole suctioned every drop of his spewing hot juice.
"I never thought anything could be so goooood!" moaned Bart as he squirmed and bucked.
"Come in my asshole, darling!"
Bart shoved his cock deep into the hot, tight hole and thought he would never stop coming.
Marie's own orgasm trickled down her cunt-lips onto Bart's reddish pubic hair, matting it with her delightful love juice.