My snatch squeezed around his dick. The pleasure classic rippled through me. He slammed into me. My clit burst with pleasure. I exploded in rapture. “Yes!” I moaned, groaning into her cunt. My pussy spasmed and convulsed. My body bucked. The pleasure rippled through my flesh. Wave after wave of bliss swept through me. Stars sparkled before my eyes. I thrust my tongue into Mom's cunt, swirling around in her as the pleasure drowned my mind. “Oh, god, she's cumming!” moaned Mr. film Coburn. “Her pussy's sucking on my cock.” “Then give my little slut your cum!” she gasped. “Cum in my daughter's cunt!” She twisted my nipples. He groaned and erupted in me. My pussy convulsed around his spurting cock. My twat welcomed his jizz. I squealed into Mom's pussy, the pleasure rushing through my nubile flesh. My body trembled. I bucked as the rapture shot through me. I whimpered and moaned into her cunt. Then Mom joined us. Pussy juices gushed out of her cunt and bathed my mouth. That tangy delight blue soaked my face and drowned my taste buds. My cunt rippled around Mr. Coburn's cock while I bucked and shuddered through my orgasmic delight. I whimpered and moaned into Mom's twat. I licked up her cream. “Yes, yes, you're flooding my daughter-slut!” Mom moaned. “She's so hot. So tight!” Mr. Coburn grunted. “Yes!” He fired that last spurt of jizz into my cunt. That final indian splash of jizz. It felt amazing. My orgasm hit that wonderful peak. My entire body vintage burned. I loved being a hot prostitute. I was so glad my mother turned me into a slut and pimped me out. And I was thrilled when Daddy stepped in and took over. We were both his whores now. “Mmm, that was delicious,” Mom purred. “You loved it, didn't you.” “Yeah,” groaned Mr. Coburn. “Nope.” Was all he said as he kept moving down the hall. I wanted to run and scream but for some reason I stayed put with my legs spread and a huge older man pulling out his cock standing between them. I see how she looks at you… if you let that go… let her go… you’re more stupid than I thought.” I pushed forward and entered her a couple of inches. I could vaguely make out everyone looking at me but there was nothing that I could do, I was way too far out of control. She’s a right little hottie. Yet things get even worse for Robert. Now that our feelings were out, and in the open, there was a lot more affection between the two of us as we moved about the kitchen. After I got her top off, I reached down and squeezed one. She said “well maybe the phone is off as the electricity is”. Mr. Davis grasped his cock and began to paint her face with it. He took my hands and pulled me up onto my feet, which made my head spin. He made the girls piss on Bibles, fuck themselves with crucifixes, indian and look at pictures of Jesus while he brought them to screaming slutty orgasms. “Yeah. Follow me.” classic Note: Thanks to Ricochet for beta reading vintage this! One was blue wearing a sarong as a film toga that was see-through and obviously way too small for her as it didn’t cover much at all. Some times, they couldn’t resist and take Jackson inside for a quick fuck.” “Maybe,” said John, “now we can watch all you women openly on the patio with Jackson’s cock pumping in and out during our get-together parties.”