Chapter 1
Marla stood with her feet parted, looking down.
This was something she had done as a small girl, something that had excited her then and excited her now. In the hand mirror on the floor, she could see the way her panties fitted her crotch. She could see the slight bulge of her cunt, the little indentation as they pulled into the split of her rounded, swelling ass.
She didn't know why she was so fascinated with looking at herself in this unusual way. But then it was not only herself she enjoyed looking at; she enjoyed looking at others too--boys and girls.
When as a girl, she found she could see the bulges in the front of boys' pants, she went through a period of staring openly at them. Those mysterious bulges occupied her attention for a number of years,then she went through a stage of ignoring boys, and looking at the girls. In high school, when the girls stripped for gym, Marla had felt an almost overpowering urge to touch the girls, to feel their saucy tits, caress those pretty asses, and best of all, feel their fuzzy pussies.
Looking down at the mirror, Marla slipped her hands under her skirt and adjusted her panties, exposing her softly curling dark cunthair. Her, excitement increased as she gazed at her reflection. Marla was almost out of high school when she experienced her first fucking. She had been eager for it, very eager. Being popular with both boys and girls, she could have dated much earlier, but Marla had been afraid. Not of the boys, but of herself. She had been afraid to be alone with a boy, afraid she would be unable to control herself, that she would grab those lovely bulges without warning.
When she finally consented to go out with a popular young man, she had managed to control her urges, to a point. She had not grabbed his cock as she had desperately wanted. At least, until the teen placed a hand on her tit.
That was all it took. Marla had melted immediately. She pressed the teen's hand hard against her tit, and tilting her mouth to his for a kiss, moved her hand to his cock. The first feel of a throbbing, hard cock had caused her to come, and she had squirmed her mouth against the teen, mewling as her cunt went through a series of contractions, gripping his cock through his pants. By the time the guy had his cock inside her cunt, Marla was almost out of her mind. She thrashed and churned beneath the guy in the tight confines of his car, screaming and shrieking with more ecstasy than she knew there could be. Her cunt had throbbed into orgasm again as soon as his hard cock penetrated her cunt, and the contractions kept going constantly as the guy fucked frantically, pounding his cock into her gripping pussy.
He had told all his friends what a wild fuck Marla was. Most had trouble believing that the exceptionally beautiful girl was such a hot one, but the guys did start pressing her for dates. But Marla, afraid of her own sexual responses, almost became a recluse.
From becoming known as the easiest, hottest fuck in school, she became known as a stuck up, frigid bitch. Only Marla knew she was by no means frigid. She had a terrible time controlling herself, and spent almost every night using her fingers on her body, plunging them into her cunt and coming so hard and often, she had difficulty walking the next day.
She looked at her reflection, becoming more excited. She could see the moisture growing on her panties, feel the heat of her cunt. Her sharp pointed tits began to push at her blouse, her nipples sensitive. So absorbed in her erotic activity, Marla failed to hear the soft breathing behind her.
Peering around the door, Bob and Sally were watching their mother. It wasn't the first time they had spied on her, but it was the first time they had seen her using the mirror this way. Bob's cock was pressing at the front of his pants, very hard, his balls aching slightly. Sally, a year older than her brother, was experiencing a delicious, moist heat between her thighs. Her tits were swollen inside her summer sweater, her tiny nipples making points against it.
Marla pulled upward on her skirt, gripping her panties at the same time. She saw the wet crotch pull into her cunt and ass, the reflection between her legs exposing all. She saw the puffy lips of her pussy, the creamy texture of her shapely ass. Staring hard into the mirror, she began to sway her hips, watching her crotch.
Sally stuffed her fist into her mouth to choke back a lewd giggle.
Bob was starting to breathe loudly, and his sister poked at him to make him stop.
Marla bent her knees slightly, staring down into the mirror and watching her crotch. The hairy lips of her cunt were exposed since her panties were now pulled into her pussy slit. She made a soft gasp as she bent her knees further, half-squatting.
At the door, her son and daughter watched with big eyes.
"Oooooh, it's so pretty!" Marla whispered to her reflection.
Sally choked as she tried to swallow her giggles, and Bob was about to burst.
But Marla heard nothing.
She squatted over the mirror, drawing her skirt up to her narrow waist. She was unaware that her son and daughter were there, that they could see her pantied ass now. She was so absorbed in staring at her reflection, at her cunt, she gave thought to nothing else.
"You pretty pussy!" Marla said, her voice husky. "You hot, pretty cunt!"Bob moaned when he heard his mother, pressing his palm hard on his throbbing cock. Sally was writhing as she fought to keep from giggling.
Marla ran a fingertip along her thigh, touching the crotch of her panties lightly. She moved her ass, swinging it in a tight gyration.
"Suck a hot, wet cunt," she purred softly, her voice carrying to her son and daughter. "So hot and wet! Ohhh, you need something hard in you! You need a big, beautiful, hard cock! That's what you need, you wet cunt!"She slipped her panties away from her pussy, gazing into the mirror at the glistening pink wetness of hair-fringed cunt. She saw her clit bulging outward and pressed her finger against it. She moaned, her eyes glazed with passion. With her son and daughter watching her, Marla moved her middle finger into her cunt, pushing it deep. She sobbed at the sensation, and plunged it in and out of her cunt,watching in the mirror. Her ass moved, wiggling erotically. Her knees were wide apart, her head between them as she watched her finger disappear into her juicy cunt. Although Bob and Sally couldn't see very well, they could see her hand under her crotch. They knew what their mother was doing, they knew very well.
With a squeal of pleasure, Marla pulled her finger out of her cunt, lifting it to her mouth. She shoved the cunt-wet ringer into her mouth and sucked it.
"Oooh, sweet," she purred. "Sweet cunt!" Then she plunged her finger into her pussy again, almost violently. She cried out and fucked herself in a frenzy, no longer staring at her reflection. Her head was lifted up, eyes closed, lips parted. She cried out with hunger as her finger pounded wildly into her cunt, making soft, wet sounds that could be heard by Bob and Sally.
"Ooooh, come!" Marla whimpered. "I want to come!"Her finger pounded faster and with more violence at her burning cunt. She leaned over, bracing herself with her other hand. She lifted her ass in the air, bringing it up front the mirror. Since her skirt was bunched at her waist, her son and daughter stared at her thighs and ass. They could see their mother's fingers pounding into her cunt. Mafia twisted her ass about wildly, ramming her finger in and out of her cunt with soft cries of ecstasy.
Then Marla screamed. Bob and Sally darted away from the door swiftly, making a great deal of noise.
But Marla was seized by her fiery orgasm and didn't hear them. Her legs became weak, and she finally squatted above the mirror again, gasping heavily, her finger no longer inside her cunt. She watched her pussy pulsate and drip for a while longer, letting strength return to her shaking body.
Marla had not given much attention to her son and daughter in the past few months. She noticed nothing, really. Her fantasies took up most of her time, and even when Bob and Sally were around,watching television or playing some game, she was hardly aware of them.
But this evening, she noticed they weren't around and she became curious.
She heard their voices from Sally's bedroom. Sally's door was closed, and Marla pressed her ear to it.
"Sweet pussy," she heard Sally saying.
A flush came over Marla's face. It was not the flush of shame or embarrassment, but the flush of quickly rising desire.
"You're supposed to wiggle, Sally," she heard her son say.
"Okay," came Sally's voice.
"Now you say it. " Bob said, his voice low. "Sweet pussy," Marla heard her daughter's voice. "You hot, sweet cunt! You need a hard cock, you hot cunt. "Marla turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.
Sally was standing over a hand mirror similar to her own, with her dress about her waist. Sitting on his sister's bed, Bob was watching. Sally's tight panties clung to her ass, and both she and her brother were looking at the reflection of her cunt, only Bob was lifting his eyes to the front of his sister's panties as often as he looked into the mirror.
Marla's hand moved to her throat, her eyes wide. She saw the bulge of her son's cock inside his pants, and there was a lurching, sucking feeling in her cunt.
Bob jumped, seeing his mother in the doorway.
Sally turned quickly, shoving her skirt down as she faced her mother.
Marla started to say something; she swallowed, looking at her son, who was trying to cover up his hard-on, then at the mirror on the floor. She saw her daughter's reflection in it, the crotch of Sally's panties.
Sally's giggle broke the tension.
"Oh, God!" Marla said throatily.
"You do it, Mother," Sally said, not in the least embarrassed.
"But ... not in front of Bob," Marla managed to get out. "Not in front of anyone." "Well," Sally replied, lifting her pretty face almost as a challenge, "I do. "Marla stared at her daughter, then at her son. She couldn't say anything. Sally was right. She did it, and they had seen her do it. She had no right to say a word. She turned and left.
In the living room, Marla tried to sort out the whirling thoughts in her mind, but the vision of her daughter with her skirt at her waist, and of her son's cock pressing at his pants, refused to leave her mind.
She wondered how often they had watched her, what they had seen, and what their thoughts were.
"Are you mad at us, Mom?" Marla looked up and saw her son entering the room. Her eyes went immediately to the front of his pants. She didn't see a hard-on, but there was a lovely lump there. Behind him Sally peered at her.
Marla shook her head.
"Well, you shouldn't be, Mother," Sally said, walking past her brother and flouncing into a chair, drawing her feet up and crossing them. Her slim thighs were showing as she tucked her skirt between them, looking at her mother. "Why get mad at us for doing what you do?" "I'm not... I'm not mad," Marla replied. "I think I understand it. "Bob sat down on the floor near his sister, lifting one knee and pulling it to his chest.
"I know you two have watched me," Marla went on in a low voice. "Hearing you, seeing the mirror, is enough to tell me that. Any other mother would probably be very angry with you, but I understand. "Sally and Bob said nothing. They sat and listened to their mother.
"Do you have something to say, Sally?" "I think Dad was a fool, Mother," Sally replied.
She had her hands between her crossed thighs, and it looked to Marla as if her daughter was cupping her concealed cunt.
"He had it made, didn't he? I mean, that's what men want, right? You gave him everything, made all his dreams come true, and he walked out on us. See, be was a fool. "Marla watched her daughter's hands, suspecting
Sally was creating pressure upon her cunt, perhaps trying to make herself come. She glanced down at her son, who rested his chin on his uplifted knee. He wasn't looking up at her, Marla noticed, but at her knees.
Glancing down, she saw that her knees were about six inches apart. She wondered if her son was seeing under her skirt, between her thighs, perhaps her panties. The idea sent a ripple of excitement through her. She had the urge to swing her knees wide-open, give him a good long look at her panties.
She wondered if her son was like she was, like his sister was showing herself to be. After all, he did watch his sister imitating her with the mirror. The idea sent a shudder through her. Not a shudder of revulsion but one of excitement.
"What do you know about men, what they want?" she asked her daughter. "You've never gone out on a date yet. " "I know what I want," Sally replied, with a soft giggle of lewdness. "And if I want it, I'm sure the guys want it, too. "Marla gazed at her daughter. Sally's green eyes seemed alive with fire.
"And you, Bob?" Marla asked, her voice shaking slightly.
Bob's eyes burned, and without any hesitation, he blurted, "I wanna do it, Mom. I wanna do everything you and Sally do. "Marla trembled, her cunt pulsating with more wildness than ever.
CHAPTER TWO.
Marla wanted to ask what Sally and Bob had been doing with each other. The idea they might be fucking sent chills of bubbling delight through her. Even if they were just touching each other--Sally jacking her brother off, Bob fingerfucking his sister, it was enough to make Marla's pussy spasm with wet heat.
She gazed at her daughter's hands, and saw the slight movement. Sally was indeed rubbing at her cunt, feeling it through her dress and panties. She gazed openly, significantly, and Sally knew her mother was watching her hands. Marla smiled as she glanced back at her daughter.
Encouraged by her mother's expression, Sally pushed her fingers hard into her cunt, a soft moan coming from her. Bob, hearing his sister moan, glanced up. He saw where Sally's hands were, and looked back at his mother.
Marla's eyes flashed and she nodded her head.
"You can, too, baby," she whispered. "It's okay if you do it, too. I know what it's like. I told you, remember?" Bob cock strained at his pants, outlined in hardness. Marla stared at it, licking her lips, swallowing. She was anxious for her son to touch his cock, to rub it while she watched. She wanted to see her son and daughter play with themselves, enjoy being with them the way she fantasized being with others, all of them as hot and eager as she. She didn't want her son or daughter to feel ashamed of their desires, nor be tormented because they couldn't get satisfaction, relief, from the terrible pressure. She wanted them to be happy and satisfied, even in their sexual desires--
especially in their sexual desires.
Sally was openly rubbing at her cunt now, but she still had her skirt and panties between it and her hand. She was starting to breathe faster, her eyes taking on a glazed expression, her pouting lips parted. Her daughter was eagerly touching her cunt, but Bob didn't seem ready yet.
"Bob, I can see how hard you are," Marla said in a thick voice. "I can see you're very excited. Look at your sister; Sally isn't shy. "Bob turned his head, seeing his sister rubbing her hand up and down her crotch. When he turned back to his mother, Marla had opened her knees more, and he found he could see the creamy inner flesh of her thighs, with the shadow of her panties under her skin. He stared a long moment, then looked at his mother's face.
"I know what you can see," Marla said, smiling at her son.
Bob lowered his eyes again, and this time Marla opened her knees wider. Sally too, gazed under her mother's skirt. Marla felt her cunt pulsating, felt the wetness seeping through her panties. She dragged her skirt up, inch by inch, watching the faces of her son and daughter.
Bob's cock looked as if it was about to burst from his pants.
"Want to see more?" Marla asked, throatily.
"Oh, yes, Mom!" Bob groaned.
"Sally?" Marla asked her daughter, who was now rubbing her fingers up and down her crotch with envious pleasure.
"I want to see it, Mother!" she gasped.
Marla's mind spun with pleasure. This was a dream coming true to her. In her fantasies, she had dreamed her son and daughter would want to see her, see her cunt. Her mind boiled with desire. Here,with her son and daughter, she could enjoy everything she dreamed of, longed for. And no one would ever know. No one could ever call her bad names because of her boiling hungers. Bob and Sally wouldn't, she knew. They wanted it as much as she did.
Marla had inched her skirt up until it was almost at her crotch. She watched their faces closely, feeling the heat searing her flesh. Bob was gasping softly as he stared at what his mother had exposed. Seeing her this way sent his balls into a writhing ache, and his cock jerked with powerful hardness.
Sally was gazing at her mother, too, and now she had lifted her skirt and had her hand inside her tight panties.
"Look what your sister is doing, Bob," Marla whispered.
Bob turned her head and saw Sally's hand inside her panties. He giggled and shoved a hand to his cock.
"Mmmmmm, that's it, Bob," Marla gushed hotly. "You can do it, too. "Bob lost any reserve he had. He fumbled with his pants, Marla watching him in excitement. His cock popped from his pants, standing up very hard. It was not a huge cock, but his cockhead was round,and smooth and very swollen, his cockshaft throbbing. Marla felt her cunt suck inward with hunger as she stared at her son's exposed cock. Bob closed his fist about his cock and began to pump on it,his eyes darting at what his sister was doing, then back to his mother.
"You did say you wanted to see more, didn't you?" Marla asked her son and daughter.
Both nodded their heads eagerly.
With a soft whine of pleasure, Marla swung her knees wide, jerking her skirt to her waist at the same time. She scooted her ass to the edge of the couch and shot her palm to her pussy. She rubbed hard, twisting her ass about.
Having her son and daughter see her touching herself sent burning hungers through her body. With a squeal, she jerked the tight crotch of her panties to one side.
"Ohhh, I'm so hot!" Marla wailed, lifting her revealed cunt into the air and rubbing a fingertip frantically at her swollen cit. "I'm so hot I can't stand it!"Bob gulped as he gazed at his mother's hairy cunt, his fist squeezing his cock very hard. Sally was making gasping sounds, her hand very busy inside her panties.
"Take your panties off, Sally!" Marla hissed. "Let us see your sweet cunt! Show me and your brother your pretty pussy!"Sally and Bob, intensely aroused, stared at their mother. Marla was almost out of control now. She held her panties to one side, and began to thrust her finger in and out of her curt. The wet sounds seemed loud in the living room. Sally pulled her hand from her panties, looking down at her brother. Bob was staring with wide eyes at his mother, his cock jerking hotly inside his fist.
"Mom, do you know what you're doing?" Bob asked, his voice shaking.
"Yes, damn it!" Marla sobbed, driving her finger deep inside her cunt. "I'm fingerfucking my hot cunt and letting you two watch me! I know what I'm doing! Sally, take your fucking panties off! Show us your beautiful cunt! Bob, you take your pants off, too!"Sally and Bob looked at each other, then back at their, mother.
"You mean it, Mother?" Sally asked.
"I mean it, damn it!" "Mom, you're not gonna be mad at us later, are you?" Bob wanted to know.
"I'll tear your fucking clothes off myself if you don't hurry!" Marla hissed, shoving two fingers up her cunt now.
Sally lifted her ass and jerked her panties off swiftly, giggling like a naughty girl. Bob shoved his panties down his legs and kicked them from his feet. Marla's eyes fixed on them, and she plunged her two fingers into her cunt in a wet frenzy.
"Grab your brother's cock, Sally!" Marla hissed.
Sally slipped to the floor, and with her eyes glazed, grabbed Bob's cock and began to jerk up and down with a hot fist.
"Jack him, honey!" Marla urged hotly. "Jack that hard cock! Bob, shove your hand to your sister's cunt! Feel her fucking cunt up! Play with her cunt, Bob! Sally, jack that hard cock off!"Both Sally and Bob obeyed their mother. It wasn't because of fear, but because of their intense arousal. Both watched their mother as Marla tossed and twisted her hips about, fucking herself brutally with two fingers. Sally pumped on her brother's cock and Bob was rubbing at Sally's soft, steaming cunt feverishly.
Marla, staring at them with wild eyes, suddenly arched her crotch tightly into her fist, and came.
"Ohhh, shit, shit!" she squealed in a tight voice. "Ohhh, I'm coming already! Oooooh, my ... my hot, wet cunt!"Sally gripped her brother's cock hard, but she wasn't jerking it now. She was staring at her mother, seeing her puffy, hairy pussy lips clamping tightly with orgasm. Bob, awed by what he was seeing,had shoved a finger into his sister's tight cunt, but he wasn't moving it. Both Sally and Bob were fascinated by their mother, watching her come with ass-
shaking ecstasy.
Marla slowly came down from her orgasm, her hips lowering. She pulled her finger out of her cunt, and her face glowed with pleasure. The fog lifted from her eyes.
"Oh, that was very good," she mewled, grinding her hips from side to side lewdly. "I can't get enough of it! I love to come!"It was then she noticed her daughter was still clinging to Bob's cock but not moving her fist. Sally knelt with her knees, spread wide, leaning down to hold Bob's cock. Bob, leaning against the chair his sister had been sitting in, had his hand under her skirt.
"Don't stop, please," Marla gurgled. "Let me watch you! Please, I want to see you. I'm sorry if I frightened you, but I can't help it!" "You really mean it, then, Mom?" Bob asked.
"Oh, baby, yes!" Marla hissed.
Sally giggled softly and pulled her hand from her brother's cock. She remained on her knees as she lifted her skirt to her waist. Marla gazed at her daughter's cunt.
"Oh, that's so pretty, Sally!" Marla moaned as she stared.
Sally had few hairs on her cunt, and her sugary pussy-slit was fully exposed. Even the tip of her clit was seen peeking out with provocative hardness, wet with her sweet fuck-juices.
"Mother, I want Bob to fuck me," Sally said, her voice trembling with emotion.
"Can he? Will you let Bob fuck me, Mother?" Marla sucked in air, her tits thrusting out, her nipples pressing at her blouse. She stared at her daughter's succulent cunt with steamy eyes.
"Yes!" she cried out. "Oh, yes, yes!"Bob's cock jerked up and down as he leaned over and looked at his sister's cunt. When he turned to look at his mother again, his eyes went immediately to Marla's hairy pussy.
"I can fuck her, Mom?" he asked with trembling words. "You don't care if I fuck Sally?" "Fuck her, Bob!" Marla insisted. "Fuck your sister!"Sally, squealing with excitement, turned her back to her brother, jerking her skirt to her waist. She leaned over, looking past her shoulder at her brother, sticking her sweet, tight ass out.
"Come on, Bob! Fuck me before Mother changes her mind!"Bob looked at his sister's naked ass when Sally leaned over on her hands. His cock was ready to burst, and Marla noticed it.
"Oh, Bob, ram that cock up your sister's cunt before you come!"
Then Marla had a thought.
"You can come, can't you?" Bob nodded his head, his tongue pushing between his lips as his eyes became glazed with passion. Sally was on her hands and knees, waggling her cute ass with lewd invitation.
"Mother said you can!" Sally yelped hotly. "Come on, Bob! Stick it to me! Hurry up and fuck me! Mother said you could!"Bob knelt behind his sister's shivering ass. He held his cock tightly at the base, staring at the cunt between his sister's slender thighs.
Marla couldn't sit there, couldn't be still. She slipped to the floor and crawled toward them, her eyes glazed with passion. She sat on her heels near them.
"Let me!" she hissed, taking hold of her son's cock with, one hand. Her other hand moved to her daughter's cunt, spreading her pink pussy-lips with two fingers. "Let Mother help put your cock in her pussy. "She pulled her son's cock forward, and made a hissing sound as she saw the swollen head of her son's cock enter her daughter's cunt.
Bob gasped with the wet heat closing about his cock.
Sally squealed as she felt her cunt part and stretch, feeling the head of her brother's cock sliding into her slippery, tight cunt.
"Ohhh, beautiful!" Marla whispered, her eyes staring at Bob's cock and her daughter's accepting cunt. "Shove it in her, Bob! Ohh, Sally, Bob is going to fuck you! He's going to fuck your pretty cunt!" "Hurry, Bob!" Sally gurgled, swinging her naked ass about. "Ohhhh, yes, hurry and shove it in me! Ooooh, I like it! It feels so big in me... I like it better than my fingers!Marla pulled her hands from them, placing her palms on the cheeks of her son's naked ass. She leaned in close, watching his cock slide into her daughter's cunt. Her other hand moved beneath Sally's body, cupping one of her tits, squeezing it. Her own cunt was throbbing, her panties feeling tighter than ever, now creeping back into her pussy-slit. She pushed on her son's ass with her hand.
"Fuck her, Bob!" she groaned. "Ohhhh, fuck that sweet cunt! Fuck it hard, Bob! Sally loves it! Your sister loves that hard cock up her hot cunt, don't you, Sally? Don't you love your brother's cock in your cunt?" "Yes!" Sally screeched, feeling her brother's cock deep inside her, feeling the hard throbbing of it. "I love it, Mother! Fuck me, Bob! Ohhhh, fuck me good!"Bob lunged his cock back and forth, biting his tongue as he gasped in ecstasy. Marla listened to the wet sounds of her son's cock going in and out of her daughter's cunt. She slipped her hand down his ass, shoving it between his thighs. She grabbed his swinging balls, clutching them tightly, twisting and pulling. Her other hand shoved underneath Sally's sweater, and she began to squeeze her naked tits,pulling and twisting at her daughter's stiff nipple.
"Oh, it's so beautiful" she moaned. "Fuck her, Bob! Ohhhh, that's so beautiful, seeing your cock in your sister's cunt!"She ran her hand feverishly about her daughter's tits, puffing them from her sweater and puffing Sally's skirt up onto her back. She fondled her daughter's belly, then moved her fingers down to her boiling cunt. She rubbed Sally's swollen clit, feeling her son's cock pounding back and forth violently. She felt how full her son's balls were in her hot hand. With a hissing sound, Mafia leaned forward and kissed her daughter's humping ass, rubbing at Sally's distended clit with a firm finger.
Sally was sobbing with ecstasy as her brother rammed his cock in and out of her cunt, going deep. She arched her ass to him with wanton excitement, lowering her head and shoulders to the floor.
"That's it, Sally!" Marla cried out, shoving her hand back to her daughter's tit. "Shove that pretty ass back! Shake your hot ass, Sally! Ohhh, Bob, shove your hard cock up her cunt! Fuck the piss out of your sister's hot, wet cunt! Oooooh, Sally, you have such hard tits! They're wonderful titties, baby!"Clutching her son's balls, Marla licked her tongue about her daughter's creamy, shivering hips, running it down to her thigh, then back up again. She licked over one cheek of Sally's hot ass, swirling her tongue wetly. She inhaled the exciting scent of her daughter's wet, hot cunt and her son's hard cock. Her cunt was steaming and she was becoming drenched in the crotch of her panties. Her own clit was protruding with hardness.
Bob was grunting as he thrust his cock back and forth, feeling his sister's cunt grip him with wet heat. The way his mother was pulling and twisting his balls wasn't helping his control any.
Marla, drawing her face back, found she could see her son's cock plunging into Sally's cunt. She could see the tight way those sugary pussy-lips clung to his hard prick. She breathed hard, her pointed tits swelling inside her blouse. "Ohh, Bob!" she wailed.
She grabbed his hand, pulling it from his sister's gyrating hip. She curled her son's fingers around one of her tits. Bob gasped as he felt his hand filled by his mother's rounded tit, and looked at her.
"Ohhhh, feel it, honey! Feel Mother's tit, but keep fucking your sister!"Bob, intensely excited, began to squeeze at his mother's tit, feeling it through her blouse, lunging his hips back and forth, ramming his cock into his sister's clutching cunt faster and faster.
"Ohhhh, make her come, Bob!" Marla yelped throatily. "Make your sister come! Ohhh, fuck her, fuck her, fuck her!" "Oh Mother, he is!" Sally screamed, ramming her saucy ass back hard. "He is going to make me come!" "Ohhh!" Bob grunted, his body going stiff.
"Come!" Marla hissed hotly. "Both of you, come! Squirt it to her hot cunt, Bob! Come in her hot, sweet cunt! Oooh, Sally, come for your brother!" "I am!" Sally screamed. "I am coming! Ohhhh, my pussy is on fire, Mother! I'm coming so hard!"
"Pour it in her, Bob!" Marla hissed, pulling at his balls.
Marla felt her pussy quiver, then there was a contraction as she too, went into orgasm.