Chapter 5

Anne staggered back. Dave's hand slipped out of her panties.

She fell into the chair, shuffling, shaking, shuddering with climax.

Dave finished off his fuck with Shannon by shoving her all of his huge cock, letting it shoot out the final spurt of his cum-load.

Little Shannon hung on, gripping tightly around his shoulders, riding her orgasm to the full-blast pleasure that she loved so much ... cumming.

"Soooo good!" Shannon cried.

And when they finally finished fucking, when it was all over, Shannon pulled away and Anne got up.

Dave's billfold was empty.

Anne had taken over two thousand dollars.

Shannon couldn't wait to count the money. She excused herself to go take a shower.

She let the warm water drizzle across her back, all over her. She was still glowing from her very first fuck. She got out, combed her wet hair so it was flat on her head, parted it in the middle, wrapped a towel around her and started to her room.

Voices from the living room stopped her.

She peered down over the banister.

Mr. Martin was on his knees in front of Anne. His prick was hard again, all swollen and bloated from so much action. His cock wagged and wobbled from side to side.

Anne sat looking at his hard-on with admiration.

Dave lifted her red dress, slid his hands along her thighs. Her pink panties were sopping wet. He fingered into the crotch, then thumbed them and pulled them down her trim, mature legs.

"I don't know," Anne whispered.

Shannon thought to herself: I think he's gonna fuck Mom now.

Mr. Martin got Mrs. Bradley's pink panties off and tossed them to the floor in a wet, pink pile.

He moved in between her legs, which were spread wide apart, the knees cocked outward. He fisted his cock, rubbed the fizzing tip on Anne's thighs above her nylons, then he punched his big, thick prick into her spongy-slick pussy.

"Ah, ifffff, shhh!" Anne hissed.

"Oh, Mrs. Bradley!" Dave whispered.

He started a slow fuck-stroke, slicking his surging prick in and out of her fluttering cunt in long, gooey strokes, slurping push-pumps.

Anne slid farther down in the chair. Dave rocked in and out on his knees, his lusty prick fucking in and out of her cunt with loud frothing sounds.

Shannon dropped the towel and rubbed her own pussy as she watched the guy fucking her mother. Then she decided to go downstairs.

She walked down the stairs nude, walking right up to the chair.

"Oh, Shannon!" her mother squeaked.

"He's fuckin' you, Mom."

"I know, honey. I couldn't help it. I just got so hot!"

"That's okay, Mom. You need it."

"Oh, yes! Yes, I do, darling!"

She squirmed in the chair. Shannon stood over them, her pussy spritzing, her eyes fastened to the glide of Mr. Martin's huge prick as it fucked in and out of Anne's cunt.

"Oh, gosh, Mom! He's really doin' it to you!"

"I know, sweetheart. Oh, I know!"

"Does it feel good, Mom?"

"Yes, baby, yes!"

"Fuck her, Mr. Martin!" Shannon urged. "Fuck Mom good!"

"I am! I will! I want to!"

Anne leaned back, splayed out on the chair now, legs wide open. Mr. Martin's prick looked like a glue-covered iron bar as it stabbed in and out.

She shivered with delight.

Shannon moved closer. Her pussy was on fire.

Mr. Martin reached around behind her and cuddled his hand on her bare ass.

Shannon pushed in. He pulled her closer. His tongue slurped out and lapped into her delicious cunt gash.

"Ahhhh, shiiit!" Shannon cried.

"Oh, God!" Anne exclaimed.

"He's lickin' my cunny again, Mom!"

"I see," Anne said. "And he's fucking me."

Mr. Martin's cock fucked in and out of Anne's slippery cunt. His tongue slapped at Shannon's cunt, licking up and down the slit, wiggling in a piping hot spin at her clit.

"Mmmmm!" Shannon murmured, tingles of ecstasy shooting through her as though someone had pricked her with a thousand pins.

"Fuck it!" Anne cried.

"Suck it!" Shannon cried.

"Fuck and suck!" Anne yelped.

"Yeah, fuck Mom and suck me!" Shannon whimpered, rolling her hips, pushing her pussy into Mr. Martin's face.

The sounds of sex filled the room. Hot slurping prick-strokes, wild slobbering tongue-licks. His cock smashed and slugged deeper into Anne's slurping pussy.

Anne lifted her ass off the edge of the chair and pumped her hips slowly, rolled them salaciously at Mr. Martin's jabbing prick.

Shannon reached down and ran her hands into Mr. Martin's hair, her red nails spreading out. She grabbed two handfuls, then pulled his face tightly to her pussy and undulated in a sizzling bump-and-grind on his face.

"Shannon, that's obscene," Anne said.

"Well, what about you, Mom? Look at the way you're all spread out and layin' on that chair and stuff."

"Oh, honey!" Anne whined. "I haven't been fucked in so long!"

Shannon's pussy twittered. Her clit fluttered. Mr. Martin's tongue tickled in a simmering, intoxicating swirl, making the young girl frantic with desire. All the time he chewed and licked at her cunt, he kept fucking his cock in and out of Anne's slurpy pussy.

"I'm gonna cum!" Shannon shouted, grinding her cunt harder at Dave's mouth.

"Oh, honey ... are you?" Anne yelped.

"Yeah!"

"Mmmmm-mmmm!" Mr. Martin hummed, eating with a frenzy at her sweet pussy.

"Yeahhhh. I'm doin' it—right now!" Shannon squealed.

Her body smoldered with the boiling frenzy of breathtaking pleasure.

Her pussy sprinkled Mr. Martin's mouth with a sousing spray of cunt juice. Her tingling pussy shivered. The joy she felt as she came made her want to scream with delight.

Mr. Martin's cock lance was like a baton between his crotch and Anne's cunt, still fucking in and out. Anne humped back at him.

"Me, too!" Anne seethed. "I'm gonna get it, too."

"Do it, Mom! Cum!" Shannon cried.

Mr. Martin fucked the woman harder and faster, pulled his face away from Shannon's cunt. Shannon stuck her fingers in her pussy and finger-fucked to conclusion, while Mr. Martin concentrated on bulldozing his enormous prick into Anne while she climaxed.

Anne stiffened and shook violently.

Dave's cock billowed and sent a deluge of cum into her pussy, a shower of slithery cock cream that sprayed thick and hot.

He grabbed the arms of the chair and bucked, rocked, jabbing his cock at her cunt violently.

"Oh, shit!" Shannon yelled. "You're both gettin' that good feeling! I can tell!"

"Oh, yes!" Anne confirmed, writhing in the chair, letting her orgasm enrapture her.

She moaned and whimpered, wiggled and squirmed.

Shannon finger-fucked herself faster, keeping the edge of her orgasm alive.

Mr. Martin's prick sprayed more cum into Anne's pussy.

"Oh, yeahhh!" Anne sighed, falling back limply on the chair.

Mr. Martin's fucking slowed down until he was simply diddling her with his cock. Then he finally pulled his prick out and humped over in front of Anne, clutching her knees for balance.

"Gosh, you guys really fucked," Shannon whispered. "You really fucked, didn't you?"

"Yes!" Mr. Martin gasped.

"I loved watching," Shannon said.