Chapter 13
Jane and Ben were worn to a frazzle when they dragged their well screwed asses into his car and headed for home. The weather was hot which didn't help their tired condition.
Jane felt like she'd been riding a wide horse for two weeks as she sat on her well worked crack. She didn't think she could ever crave fucking again! Her husband had screwed her so well ... so long ... so many times! She knew his whang had to be hanging to his knees.
She rested her weary head on his shoulder for the long ride home. Usually she was concerned about the mountain road, but today she could care less if the car fell off the road and smashed into a deep canyon. She closed her eyes and slept most of the way back to the city. Her body was so weak she couldn't conjure up a fearful nerve no matter what happened. She was completely exhausted.
She was so glad she didn't believe in women's lib or she'd have to drive part of the way. She was content to let Ben have all the responsibility of the car and everything else! She didn't wanna be boss lady of anything! He was doing just fine at everything!
She had never thought it right to take away the rights of a man and reduce him to a sniveling mouse. Men were men and she thought the stronger of the two sexes. That was fine with her. She wanted her man to be a man and she had no intention of doing one tiny thing to take his manhood away from him! He was boss! The way things were going, she'd have one hell of a time keeping up with him, much less passing him to prove a point. What point? That she was more of a man than he was? No way! She loved the arrangement that men were men and women were dependent on them! She didn't wanna be a plumber or a telephone man or anything else. She would take the aggressive role at times in sex ... but only if she knew he wanted her to.
She felt so secure and loved and finely screwed she wouldn't change a thing! Everything was perfect! She adored her darling husband!
She hoped she could get up enough energy to move out of the car once they got home. She knew if she couldn't, Ben would carry her inside and put her to bed in his bed. How wonderful!
She would never be lonely again or have to worry about the water pipes or the gas leaks or anything! She had Ben and he was her master! She didn't like hacking it alone and now, if she could fuck enough to keep him happy, she had it made. He was just as horny as she was most of the time.
Ben shook her awake when they got home and he helped her walk into his house.
She looked over at her house and it seemed really strange not to be going into her own home. She was gonna have to do something about her house. She'd have to sell it and move all her things over to Ben's.
She hadn't noticed it before but his house was strictly masculine. When she put a few of her things around the place, it'd look more familyish. She had flowers and little doo-dads to feminize the place. Her dishes were china which beat the hell out of his melmac or paper ones. Once more she could dive into the kitchen and fix hot dinners for her two men ... and by the way, where was young Frankie?
She and Ben had a drink and sat on his sofa and looked starry-eyed at each other. He held her hand and the necessity for talking was nil. It was strange. When she'd lived alone, she always wanted somebody to talk to. With Ben at her side, it wasn't necessary to run off at the mouth. She had him close to her and words weren't necessary.
She hadn't really examined his house for quite some time so she did wander through and survey her new home. She discovered that men weren't the best of housekeepers ... even with a cleaning lady once a week. She wanted to get to work and make the house more livable but she just didn't have the stamina right now.
When Ben went back to work and Frankie was at school, she'd get with it.
She looked into Ben's bedroom and sighed. A plaid bedspread and plain white sheets on the bed. She'd fix it so that every time he went to bed he'd think he was in a rose garden. She'd powder the sheets so it even smelled of roses. She loved roses and Ben didn't seem to care what was where as long as he had a bed to fall into.
She had lots a changes to make in her new home and she knew neither of her two men would object.
She went into the bathroom to take a leak and felt the soreness of her crotch. She felt like she was fiery red from the constant friction of his rubbing prick. Her tiny clit stung from her urine.
She hoped Ben would give her cunt a rest tonight. That was another strange thing ... she never thought she'd get enough fucking, but now her crack was so sore she didn't care for him plunging his hard knocker into her aching body for a while! She carefully tapped the toilet paper on her dripping urinary passage so as not to irritate her bottom anymore.
Perhaps if she just took her clothes off she'd feel better. She dropped her jeans and panties onto the floor and removed her blouse and bra. She took Ben's terry robe off the back of the door and slipped it on. She rummaged through his medicine chest and found a jar of Vaseline and thoroughly coated her flaming crotch with the thick jelly. She did feel better than if her tight jeans cut into her vaginal crack.
She wandered back out into the living room to finish her drink with her husband.
Frankie was there beaming! He hugged Jane and told her he was so happy to have a real mother and one that he loved so much!
Jane kissed him back ... only not the kind of French kiss she was used to giving her son. This was a nice motherly peck on the cheek.
Ben was pleased. It was magnificent all the way around. One big happy family! He took his wife in his arms and kissed her tenderly. His open-mouthed kiss was clearly visible to young Frankie.
The child looked the other way and walked off.
Jane sensed something was wrong and called the child back. She hugged him and said she loved him and all would be well.
Frankie hung his head and went to his room. "I thought he'd be happy about our marriage," Ben said confused.
"He is ... or will be. Remember, he's never seen you kiss me or hug me. It might take a little time for him to get used to having me in the same house. You know, I've been his mother for years and he probably thinks that I'm his property. It might take him a while to get used to the idea that now I belong to both of you. Just have a little patience with the boy."
Ben shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "I just thought ... he'd be as happy ... as I am...."
"Give the boy a chance to adjust," Jane said.
The day didn't get any better. Frankie stayed in his room playing records all day. He didn't come out for lunch or dinner.
Jane and Ben went to bed early and immediately fell asleep. It had been an exhausting weekend for them both.
The first thing in the morning Ben got up to take a leak and that shot his pee hard prick. He crawled back into bed with his naked wife and chewed on her nipples. It was only a matter of a few minutes until he was rock hard! He nibbled down her flat belly and nosed into her snatch. His hot breath seared into her sloppy crack as she rotated her round, soft hips.
The sleep wasn't even out of her eyes until she was moaning and sighing her happiness with his prick snubbed to her hole.
"Damn, what you got down there that's so slippery?" he said mumbling.
"Vaseline. I was so sore when we got home yesterday that I had to do something! You gave me quite a workout over the weekend. I loved every minute of it, but, man, I was wrecked out!"
"I like the Vaseline. Makes you creamier than ever! Feels good and hot and sloppy on my cockhead! Man, I'm gonna shove my penis so far into your cunt that you'll feel it come out of your mouth!"
Jane clamped her legs around Ben's ass to pull him in tight to her crotch. It was so much better fuckin' with no handcuffs, though it wasn't all that shabby on the honeymoon. She locked her heels behind his buns and felt completely punctured when he stabbed his stiff pecker into her hot, creamy tube.
"OH, THAT FEELS GOOD! I LOVE YOUR PRICK! GOD, THAT'S DEEP! SO SLIPPERY AND GOOOOOD!
FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER! LET ME TASTE YOUR COCKHEAD CLEAR UP IN MY THROAT! I LOVE SUCKIN' YOUR PRICK! BE NEAT IF I COULD SUCK YOUR PENIS AND GET FUCKED AT THE SAME TIME! HOW WONDERFUL!" she said happily.
Her pelvis rotated and she pushed her hot, matted pussy up to his every mighty heave of pecker.
"I'm gonna fuck you all the time! I'm gonna make up for all the years we lost! God, I wished I'd a known how bitchin' your hole was years ago! You're tight and hot and sloppy! So gooood!"
"I LOVE YOUR FUCKIN! I ADORE IT! I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF YOUR THICK PRICK! BABY, FUCK THE SHIT OUTTA ME!"
She felt herself rocked as he humped her hard and heavy. His greasy balls smacked into her steaming asscrack. Her arms went around his shoulders as his pelvis jack-hammered his whang into her seething, bubbling tube. He ground his hairy pelvis into hers and socked one fine fuck to her steaming, fiery furnace.
"OHHHHHH, I'M GONNA CUMMMMM, " she shrieked.
"CUM, BABY! SPIT YOUR JUICE ALL OVER MY PRICK! LET ME FEEL YOUR HOT, BURNING JUICE SPRAY ALL OVER MY BALLS! CUM, BABY! I WANNA FEEL YOUR TIGHT, SPASMING CUNT SQUEEZE THE CUM OUTTA MY STOCK!"
Ben heaved and thrust his blood-gorged whang into her hole again and again! The sounds of squishing juice turned him on full force!
Jane slithered around under him. Her body jerked and shook. Her legs quivered as her clit fluttered and her vagina shot off a heavy gush of cum.
"AAAAAAIIIIIEEEEE!" she said hotly in his ear. Her head tossed from side to side as she felt her orgasmic juices flood his still pounding prick, The bed springs squeaked as he rocked into her land of paradise!
She smelled her cum as it flooded out of her hole and bathed his stabbing rod and smacking nuts!
"OH, I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE FUCKING! SOCK MY HOLE AGAIN AND AGAIN! I LOVE YOUR FUCKING!" she squealed.
Ben snorted and his breath was in short gasps as he heaved his dong into her marshy, squishy tube.
"OHHHHHH," he moaned as he pressed his swinging pelvis up against her and his heavy, smelly cum gushed into her tube.
His heavy body wracked and jerked violently as his sperm shot home.
She felt her titties squashed as Ben collapsed onto her naked breasts. She hugged her man tightly, and as she looked over his shoulder, she saw naked Frankie standing at the bedroom door.
The child had tears running down his cheeks and he stood working his young, hard dick with his hand. His young sweet balls were up tight.
Jane's belly did flip-flops as she watched him beat his meat! The poor child! How she longed to go to him and take his delicious, young, innocent stick into her mouth and suck his luscious, tasty cum from his sweet cockhead!
Ben was moaning his undying love for her against her neck and Jane was crying. Her salty tears trickled down her cheeks as she watched young Frankie double time his dingus. Her tears were for the child. She craved his young cock!
She saw the youngster's pelvis shake and quiver and the thick sperm shoot outta his hard whang into his other hand. His pelvis worked like a male dog's! His delicious cum dripped through his fingers as he shot off his load.
She watched her young child put his hand to his mouth and lick away all his hot, young jism. She saw him leave the doorway quietly as he'd appeared ... his, firm asscheeks flexing and unflexing as he walked.
"Don't cry, honey," Ben said. "I'll never leave you. You love my fucking so much! Don't cry!"
Ben kissed her salty kisses away as his peter melted inside her marshy, sloppy tube.
Jane couldn't tell him she wasn't crying for him, but for his son! Her hot box had had enough pumping from Ben. She needed the young boy's hot, fresh shaft! Her tears were from seeing all his delicious, young sperm shoot into his hand and not her twat!
"It's just the emotional strain," she said, sobbing.
Jane and Ben got out of bed and both headed for the shower. The water was hot on their bodies, and the soap he lathered on her jutting breasts and into her slippery, sloshy crack seemed to temporarily soothe her. His fingers felt so good as they shoved soap suds up her burning tube!
She bent in front of him and washed his limp whang. She sudsed his pubic hair and pecker. She took her finger and washed around his cockhead where she'd pulled his velvety foreskin back. She bent to kiss his weak prong and the tears flooded her eyes.
If she lost young Frankie due to marrying his father, she'd die! She thought all the time that was what the child wanted! Maybe it was too much for him to see her getting fucked by his father!
After the shower, Jane fixed breakfast for the family ... only the boy child wouldn't come out of his room.
Ben said he was worried.
Jane assured him that everything would be all right! She'd talk to Frankie after Ben went to work.
As they sat sipping coffee and holding hands, they heard the front door slam.
Frankie had left without a word as to where he was going. This was going to be a little more serious than either of them had anticipated.
Jane kissed Ben and sent him off to work and assured him she'd take care of everything and he shouldn't worry. The child would come around ... just wait and see.
Jane busied herself with cleaning up the breakfast dishes and cleaning the house. She had her doubts about moving her things in. If Frankie was gonna be so upset, she probably never would move in! This just might be the shortest marriage on record!
Instead of feeling the part of the happy bride, Jane was depressed.
When she had done all she could around the house and there was still no sign of Frankie, she decided to go home to her own place. Ben's house was even bigger and more lonesome than her own. Besides, she had to get something on.
She wore Ben's robe over to her house and her place looked wonderful to her! She supposed this was where she'd spend the rest of her life. She cleaned things up and made her bed. She spent the day defrosting the fridge and cussing herself out.
She shouldn't a married Ben in the first place! She had it made when she had her own house and could fuck either the father or the son! She had run Frankie out of his own house.
Wasn't it him that had refused to fuck with her just before Ben had pulled his cute little kidnapping stunt? Frankie had refused her! He'd said there wouldn't be any more messin' around! That's when she'd put on her show for the child with the banana! Frankie had called a screeching halt to fucking, she hadn't! Why was he so upset?
Frankie had been so happy at the wedding over in Yuma.
She couldn't figure him out! Kids were sure difficult to understand! One thing for certain, she had no intentions of fucking up the relationship of a father and a son. Then, too, they didn't have much of a relationship! Frankie'd spent most of his time over at her house when Ben had brought home his floozy friends. The whole thing was screwed.
No matter what ... since she and Ben had returned from Yuma, Frankie hadn't come out of his room except to run away. She'd assured Ben that she could straighten things out. How could she if she didn't see the boy to talk to him? Some shitty deal!
She looked at the gold band on her finger ... the one that meant she'd never be alone again. Shit on it! She was alone and back in her own house! So big deal on the marriage and the whole crappy deal!
She took the wedding band off and threw it across the living room. She sat on her couch looking out the window into the blankness of trees and vines and bushes. She was back to watching the house next door. Nobody came and nobody went. That was supposed to be her house now! She was supposed to be a happy bride with a loving husband and an adoring son! Here she sat! ALONE! Shit on life!
Her heart quickened when she saw Frankie ride up on his bike and park it in front of the house. He had two buddies with him. They all went into the house.
Jane relaxed on her couch again. She bet he'd be happy that she was gone! Tears gushed down her soft, smooth cheeks. Another hour and Ben'd be home. She couldn't talk to Frankie while he had friends over at his house and she decided to hell with the whole situation anyway!
She sat on the couch with her head in her hands and sobbed like a baby. She absolutely couldn't stand to be alone anymore. Thoughts of suicide flashed through her mind. She even got down to planning her own death. It would be pills. That wouldn't be such a mess to clean up.
She didn't hear her front door open she was crying so hard.
"Mom?" Frankie called softly.
She didn't hear. She was sobbing and wondering who'd be at her funeral.
"MOM!" he said loudly.
She looked at the youngster in a startled manner.
"What're you cryin' about?" he asked, and came and sat by her side.
His two friends stood at the doorway.
Jane wiped her tears away and tried to say something to the young boy. The words wouldn't come out.
She collapsed against Frankie's shoulder.
He patted her warmly and kissed her on the forehead. He talked softly to her and told her everything was all right. He was sorry that he'd acted like he did and run out. He was happy that she and his dad were married. It was just a bit of a shock to see them in bed together and kissing the way she and Frankie did. He asked her why she was at her house and not over where she belonged.
Jane sobbed that she wasn't gonna live over there. She was causing too much trouble!
Frankie asked her if she didn't love his dad?
She said she did, but that she loved him, too. She didn't know what to do? She was so upset at seeing him beat his own meat that morning in the bedroom doorway. She loved Ben and all, but she loved Frankie, too! She couldn't let Frankie alone and she was gonna have to if she stayed married to Ben.
She sobbed as she told Frankie that he'd really put her down the day he'd refused her because she was gonna marry his dad. She felt so mixed up she didn't know what to do!
Frankie took her warm hand and asked her where her ring was.
She motioned over in the corner on the far side of the room.
One of his buddies went over to get the ring and brought it to Frankie who slipped it back on her finger.
Jane shook her head in protest. She couldn't wear it!
Frankie said he'd put it on her finger as well as his dad had.
Jane looked through the tears at the young lad. She didn't know what he meant.
He said he meant that she was too full of love to save herself for just one man. He understood now. Just because she was married to his father didn't mean that they couldn't fuck around, too.
Jane asked him if he realized that his friends were listening.
He nodded. They were gonna help him make love to her ... RIGHT NOW! Jane was shocked!
Then she remembered the orgy Ben had taken her to out in the desert. Would he understand? If it was his son and his son's friends?
She was miserable now, so what else could happen?
Frankie leaned over to kiss her with his wide open mouth and she took his tongue hungrily!
Something inside her said this was nasty, wicked and vile! She shoved those thoughts out of her curly head and held young Frankie.
She felt his head go down her neck to her breasts. His hands were inside her robe and pressing on her titties. His mouth was on her rigid nipples, sucking!
She tingled with lust and her crack dripped. She tossed off her robe and sat naked on the couch with young Frankie sucking on first one rigid nipple and then the other. His warm, young hands cradled her breasts as he slobbered from one titty to the other.
She touched his rock hard crotch and passion filled her body!
The two boys at the doorway stepped inside and immediately ripped off their clothes.
Jane watched the two boys while her leaking hole smelled up the room and Frankie's hands slipped to her hips. They were all such darling youngsters with such firm, young bodies! She could hardly wait to touch them all! Three hard dicks just pulsating for her hole!
Frankie pushed her back on the couch and nibbled down to her damp, curly pussy. His hot breath seared into her beaver and made her clit vibrate in mad anticipation! How wonderful! None of the boys were over fifteen! Gorgeous ages! Luscious bodies-a little on the thin side, but new and fresh!
Frankie kept his nose in her smelly snatch while he ripped his clothes off. His hot breath felt delicious in her twat!
She beckoned the other boys over close to her as she laid on the couch with Frankie snarfing around in her slippery, slimy crack. She put a hand on each of the other boys' cocks and felt the blood pounding. Their veins stood out on their rigid posts and the sweet, young cockheads beat with innocent desire!
WONDERFUL! THREE DELICIOUS PRICKS! ALL YOUNG, HARD, STIFF' UPSTANDING COCKS! HOW FANTABULOUS! A LITTLE, SHORT, FAT PETER! A LONG, SKINNY DICK AND HER PRECIOUS FRANKIE'S LONG PRICK!
She could hardly wait to get down to work on them! She'd get the cum outta all three of them! Her twat creamed with lust and wickedness! She touched the precious, young prickheads and stroked them up and down. The thrill of the soft skin made her heart skip a beat! How could anything so hard be coated with such soft skin? She shivered as Frankie snarfed into her slobbering crack and licked her vibrating clit! She felt his teeth nibble on her pink lovebud. His breath seared all over her flooded slit! Her hot, burning vagina spasmed in happy delight!
She pulled one lad over to her mouth and licked around and around his pounding knob. She laid her tongue flat on the tip of his cockhead and her heated slobber burned into the lad's throbbing dick. She kissed up and down his hefty cockstem and inched his fat dong into her mouth, short inch by short inch. She got his whole whang into her mouth and sucked on it while she breathed heavily in his sparse pubic hair.
Her hand stroked and caressed the other boy's long, slender shaft.
She was mad with desire at the feel of Frankie's wiggling tongue up her snapping tube! She rotated her hips wildly and her jutting titties bobbed around on her chest. She felt the boy whose cock she stroked put his mouth to her round domes. His hands cupped her full boobs while he sucked on first one nipple and then the other!
Her body slithered on the couch as she whirlpooled her hips. Her legs w ere spread wide apart so Frankie could eat her pussy and tongue-fuck her hole.
The cock in her mouth sputtered and shot off as the boy's pelvis shook like a mad dog!
"AAHHH, OHHH, GAAAHHH!" he wailed, cumming in her hot, sucking mouth. She tasted his young, shooting cum and ate it as rapidly as she could swallow. Virgin cum! How absolutely delicious! She guzzled shot after shot of his thick, sweet juice, moaning for more.
Smells of hot cum and sex filled the air along with the odor from her sloppy slit. She heard young Frankie slosh around in her wide spread slit ... slosh, slobber ... squish!
Her mouth dripped of young, fertile cum from the one boy and she licked her lips and as far as her tongue would reach to get all of his juicy jism. She licked up and down his wilting stem to get off all the sticky cum. She nosed into his balls and kissed away the dripped juices.
Frankie was ready to fuck! He took his face from her squishy, sloppy, marshy, puffy, red crack and he crawled between her thighs. He jammed his hard cock into her spasming tube and ram-rodded her hole with fast, quick, plunging strokes!
OH, FRANKIE, FUCK ME HARD! I LOVE IT! JAB IT TO ME! YOUR PRICK FEELS SOOOO GOOOD! I LOVE IT!" she squealed in delight!
"YOU'RE SO HOT! YOUR TUBE IS TIGHT AND SLOPPY! YOU FEEL SO DAMNED GOOD! SQUEEZE THAT TUBE ON MY COCK ... SQUEEZE MY CUM INTO YOUR SLOSHY HOT BOX!" he said between gasps for air.
His humping ass dug his throbbing prick into her gyrating tube!
Their bodies were seared together by sweat!
She smelled her own slit juices on the young boy's fevered face as he pressed against her cheek. She licked his smooth face with her cum coated tongue as she heaved her hole up to his plunging cockshaft!
"HHHHMMMMMM, GOOOOODDDDD...." she moaned.
"I'LL FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUTTA YOU! YOU FEEL SO GOOD AND HOT!"
"MY LITTLE MOTHERFUCKER ... SO GOOOOOD!" she sighed as her body was pushed upward on the couch by the youngster's mighty thrusts of cock!
Frankie pinched her titties and sucked on her nipples. His teeth nipped and tugged on her rosebuds as he shoved, thrust, plunged his whang in and out of her slobbering, flooded tunnel.
The other two boys stood clutching their hard, blood-gorged pricks as they watched Frankie fuck Jane. They moaned and stooped to see his whang jam in and out of her hole.
Frankie grunted his stiff flesh home and shot off his rocks to fill her burning, boiling, bubbling cunt with his young, hot sperm! His bod quivered on top of her shaking, sweaty belly.
"AAAAAIIIIIEEEEE," he hollered.
Jane unclamped her legs from around his shaking buns and felt his delicious cum ooze out of her hole. His dong was limp and rubbery. His shot prick fell dripping of cum, out of her squashy cunt.
The other boys wanted in on the fun, too.
Frankie sat on the end of the couch watching his jism flow outta his mother's leaking tube. He saw his friends in agony. He begged his mother to let his friends fuck her, too!
Jane was all for it! She hadn't had her lovely release yet! She stood up with Frankie's sticky cum dripping down the inside of her legs and told one boy to get in front of her and the other in back.
She bent forwards from the waist and told the boy to shove his hard dick up her ass. She felt his hot, piercing prick poke against her tight button and push the heavy hard-on into her asshole! His dick went up inside her rather easily due to the fact it was covered with cum that had dripped from her hot box.
GOD! SHE'D THOUGHT THE LAD FROM THE BACK HAD THE SKINNY ROD! HER HOLE FELT STUFFED FULL OF HOT, YOUNG, BURNING PRICK!
She stood up clenching the boy's whang in her asshole and motioned the other boy to fuck her from the front! She felt his steaming, flaming cockhead nose into her snatch and slide into her burning, hot, sloppy hole.
She stood between the two boys, being fucked from the front and the back, hanging on their two rigid shafts. Each boy jammed and retracted at the same time and she felt their two cockheads hitting inside her, separated only by a thin membrane of skin.
"THIS IS GOOD!" she screamed. "GOD, SHIT-FUCK MEEEEE!"
Frankie got up off the couch with his dead dong hanging over his swinging balls and came to suck her hobbling nipples!
Jane was rocked and swung back and forth on the two jabbing, thrusting peckers and Frankie had a hard time keeping a nipple in his mouth. She felt the sticky cum dry on the-inside of her thighs from the fucking her son had given her. The two boys' nuts swung into her sloshy slit as they jammed her holes full of throbbing, pulsating pricks!
The three boys were breathing so heavily and grunting so hard to give her a good fuck that they didn't hear the front door open!
Jane was hollering her joy so loudly and swinging on the heavy pricks that she didn't see Ben enter.
Ben sat quietly on the end of the couch watching his wife being fucked in the asshole and cunt. He watched his son suck her jiggling nipples. He clutched at his own rock hard shaft as he smiled at the mass rape scene in front of his glazed eyes.
He couldn't take it so he ripped off his pants and let his rigid rod stand in the open. His balls were high and tight!
The lad fucking her ass screamed his shooting orgasm and jerked his shooting prick out of her tight hole. His cum spurted wildly splattering over her mature, hot buns. "AAAAAIIIIIEEEE!" he shrieked in his changing voice.
The lad fucking her slobbering hole shot off and bounced her around on his jetting, quivering pole. "AAAAEEEEIIII," he screamed as his rod sprayed her hole full of hot, seething cum. His body wracked and shook as he jetted his whole load into her squashed full vagina.
Frankie held onto her nipple with his teeth as she was bobbed around on the child's shooting prick.
The fucking boy let his limp prick fall out of her hole and onto his loose nuts.
Cum flooded from all her holes and Frankie shoved his hand into her sloshy, flooded, slimy crack and rubbed his hand back and forth. He took his hand from her stinky, cum-drenched slit and licked off the shot cum and stuck his hand back into her creamy crack.
Ben walked over to his wife who was helping his son lick the spent cum from between his fingers.
"Let a MAN show you kids how it's done!" Ben said and he shoved his hard, stiff, blood-gorged prick into her snatch. His rigid cock slid ever so easily into Jane's sloppy, squishy, hot cunt and he fucked and screwed it deep into her.
"I told you I'd get it all straight with your son," she moaned into his ear.
"And I'm glad!" Ben said.