Daughters First XIII
Daughters First XIII
Waking up spooning with Sandy, I discovered an erection that I hadn't had for a long time first thing in the morning. Reaching around, I gently cupped a breast with one hand as I pushed my erection against her bottom.
Vividly remembering the events of the evening, what she had been thinking about all day and the way she attacked me after coming home from work, I knew that things were at a tipping point. What to do.....what to say as I gently kneaded her breast and pushed my cock between the cheeks of her ass.
Being a hard sleeper, as Sandy began to slightly move, I knew it was a deep subliminal reaction to what I was doing and if I moved very slowly, I believed it could create something of a dream while she was still in a sleeping state.
Yesterday, I thought as I slowly massaged my cock between her thighs, she had been thinking about Michael and his big cock and pretty much ****d me when she came home from work. What to do with it.
Slowly moving her over onto her stomach, I listened to her groan a bit, but retain her slow, still asleep breathing cycle.
Gently, I lifted myself up, retaining one hand gently cupping her right breast as I moved over her and began gently with one knee spreading her legs. As I applied just a little pressure, I felt her opening up to where I positioned myself above her and began slowly rubbing my cock against her vulva.
I could tell after being married as long as we had been that she was still very much asleep but subconsciencely reacting to physical stimuli as I slowly moved my cockhead up and down, the only physical reaction was an almost imperceptible movement of her ass moving up and down.
Slowly spreading her legs wider, I placed my hands under her hips, lifting them a bit as I slowly, but firmly began to enter her. With a soft groan, I felt her slightly lift her hips up against me. I knew now she was still in a dream state and it was my time to move.
Taking my hands from her hips, I straddled her shoulders so that our only contact was part of my cock with her moving against it.
Lowering my head to her ear, "Sandy," I breathed softly, "It's Michael.....I want to fuck you.....fuck you with my big......black.....cock. I want to fuck you.....like I fucked Donna........fill you with cum.......like I fucked Donna."
As I was breathing this into her ear, her breathing remained pretty much constant but her body was reacting as her legs began opening wider allowing more of my cock to enter her.
I continued doing this for a few more minutes and then decided to let her continue her dream, got up and savored a hot refreshing shower and figured it was my time to make breakfast.
Good day for pancakes and eggs. Had a stack of pancakes already to go and frying up some over easy eggs when the k**s came into the room.
"Hey Dad, your up early."
"It was an interesting night. Over here, with a couple of plates."
"What's up." As she held out two plates.
"Well, interesting development." As I loaded both plates with pancakes, one with eggs that were ready, and while I cracked two more to be cooked, "Yesterday, your Mom was thinking about Michael's cock all day and practically ****d me when she got home from work. That's why we weren't there for dinner, she was fucking the shit out of me."
"Really???"
"Oh yea. No doubt about it. About the time we were going to finish off with a bang, I was groaning to her to take my big cock and my black seed in her white cunt. She went nuts. So, I'm guessing that today after school would be a real good time to confess to your Mom that your pregnant with Michael's k**."
"OK Dad, you don't think she'll go off on me do you."
"Nope, I don't think there's any chance of that. Now," tossing a couple of eggs on the other plate, "You two go eat and get off to school." I grinned at her.
Going back in the bedroom, I stared at my sleeping beauty for a couple of minutes wondering if this was the day, what she was dreaming about this morning, what she really remembered from last nights encounter. Finally, I reached over and gently slapped her on the ass. "Hey, sleepy head. Time to wake up."
As she groaned and rolled over, I kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Quick, get up, breakfast is ready."
Watching her husband leaving the room, Sandy got up and hopped in the shower. Standing under the invigorating spray, she started thinking about last night. Did Bob say what she thought she remembered him saying?? What was it exactly she was saying to him. Soaping down, she couldn't help but enjoy the tingling sensation as she soaped up her breasts, then, one hand moved down to her vulva. The dream this morning......it seemed so real. Michael in bed with her. No, it couldn't be, it was just a dream. What is wrong with me....I shouldn't be thinking like this.
"Hey Sandy, hurry up in there, breakfast is on the table and you don't want to be late for work."
Sitting at the table, working the crossword puzzle, Sandy came in, sitting across from me both of us eating in silence. Wondering what she's thinking that I'm thinking that she was thinking was driving me nuts. Mostly because I felt I really did know what she was thinking.
After sitting in silence for some time, "So babe, anything new at work? That new girl working out OK for you?"
"Mmmm, oh, yes she is. Doing real well. Guessing she'll be running the whole department soon enough. A real go getter."
"Well, that's good." Getting up, I cleaned off the table and loaded up the dishwasher while I watched her go in the bedroom to get finished dressing for work.
After she left for work, I decided to play a little hooky, called into work and asked if there was anything really pressing. When nothing new was going on I told them I'd be into work tomorrow.
Going into the den, I quickly changed into my my internet browsing clothes, nothing, and as I'm getting ready to log on, I've already got a hardon as I'm anticipating chatting with Jim and bringing him up to speed.
During the entire drive to work, Sandy was reflecting on things that occurred yesterday and the dream she had this morning. By the time she parked her car and headed into the store, several mixed emotions were troubling her. By the time she got to her desk and started to organize her work, she knew that her concentration wasn't where it needed to be. Getting on the intercom, "Barbara, would you please come to my office?"
As Barbara started into the room, "Please close the door and have a seat."
"So, Sandy, is it something..."
"No," She quietly interrupted. "Nothing you did. It's what I've been thinking that's got me so confused."
"Well, how can I help."
"You know I was telling you yesterday about Michael."
"Yes."
"Well, after our talk, I couldn't get my mind off of what you were saying about black men. When I went home, I practically ****d my husband, and this morning, I was dreaming that Michael was in bed with me and was going to fuck me. So, how familiar are you with black men Barbara."
Sandy watched as Barbara got up, moved her chair behind her desk next to her. Moving her computor keyboard in front of her, she paused. "So, just how much detail do you want, or rather, how graphic do you want it."
"Well, how about as X-rated as you want."
"OK,"
Sandy watched as Barbara quickly went to an IR porn site and logged on. "Now, I suggest you join this site. It's free and it's got a lot of good content. WhiteWivesforBlackCock. It has stories of real women, pictures and videos.
So, Jim. Yesterday morning, Michael came to breakfast with some satin basketball shorts, no underwear and I knew Sandy could see the size of his dick hanging down one pantleg. Fuck, it he had gotten even a little bit hard the motherfucker would have hung below the seam.
Fuck Bob, that's pretty hot. Did she say anything?
No, but, when she came home from work, she practically ****d me, and from the way I reacted when I told her I was going to cum in her white pussy with my black cum, she really went off.
Wow. So, you think she's getting close?
Not sure, but, I think so. Hey, gotta split, the k**s are coming home. Catch you later.
"Hey Dad," pausing as she entered the den, "Shit." she laughed, "Put on some fucking clothes."
"Ok k**do." Getting up, I slipped my jeans back on. "So, what's new and exciting."
"Oh, nothing." Coming over and giving me a not really father/daughter kiss. "Just wanted to tell you I love you and thanks for everything."
"OK, does that mean I don't need to give you a birthday or christmas present this year?"....."OUCH" as she slugged me on the arm.
"No, it doesn't. Anyway, Michael and I are going to my room. Mom isn't going to be here for.." looking at her phone, "another 2 hours. So, leave us along, and don't you bother us. We want some private time."
"OK sweety, promise I won't peek in......this time. OUCH!" as she slugged me again.
So, k**s are home at the expected hour of 3:30, shortly after school, I'm dressed, again and Sandy isn't due home from work for another hour and a half. Cool, k**s are getting busy, I'll just have some coffee and finish the crossword puzzle from this morning.
Driving home, Sandy was afire. Having spent over 6 hours with Barbara, watching videos of white wives getting fucked, reading stories, seeing pictures, asking questions of Barbara, she needed to get home. Thinking back about Bob, bringing in a black exchange student, having a daughter, seeing him yesterday morning. Thinking back on her early morning dream. She knew what she wanted she knew what she needed......black cock.....
"Hey honey. Your home early." I said as I heard the door slam.
Walking through the room, Sandy came over to me, kissed me hard as she started to disrobe right in front of me. As I watched her shed her blouse and kick off her shoes I got up. "What the hell?"
"What the hell, fuck." she responded.
Thoroughly confused as I watched her drop her skirt, bra and underwear on the floor.
"Where is he?"
"Uhh.....Michael?
"Yes....where in the fuck is Michael. I know what you've been doing."
"Uhh, well, he's...."
"He's in Donna's room."
"Hey!"
In the midst of some slow easy fucking, suddenly Donna was startled by the opening of her bedroom door and her mother walking in. "Hey, Mom!! What the fuck?"
Following Sandy, I heard her say that she knew what she had been doing as she walked towards the bed. I could feel my cock stiffen as she put both hands on his asscheeks and heard her ask how many times he had fucked her daughter, when did he fuck her first as I walked up behind her, putting my hands on her shoulders.
"Baby, I arranged for him to fuck her.....first day he was here."
Quickly turning around, she slapped me hard. Then paused, then kissed me with a soul searching kiss. Talk about being confused. Look up the word, you'll see my face.
As she pulled away gently, I breathed, "Donna's pregnant."
"I know." she replied. "It only makes sense."
While Sandy and I were talking, Michael had withdrawn from Donna, meekly standing next to the bed, probably even more confused than I had been. My cock stiffened as hard as I've ever been as I watched Sandy move over in front of Michael, take his cock in her hand and ask him if he had knocked up her daughter.
"Uhhh, Mrs Martin...."
"Sandy, call me Sandy." Still gripping his cock with one hand.
"Uh, Sandy, Mr Bob said before I got here...."
"That he wanted you to fuck our daughter. Right!"
"Uhhhh, well..."
"Did he tell you he wanted you to fuck me?"
"Uhhh, well......."
"Tell me, your cock isn't lying, he told you he wanted you to fuck me didn't he."
"Yes, this last weekend."
"Get off the bed Donna. Make room for me."
The moment would be burned in my mind for all time. My heart pounding as I watched Sandy kiss Michael hard and deep. While they kissed, watching her stroking his again stiffening cock, I shed my clothes while Donna moved over towards me. "Is this what you've been wanting Dad?" She whispered.
"Yea."
"It's so big." I heard Sandy say through a haze of lust.
My entire body was frozen as I pulled Donna next to me, watching Sandy secumb to her most primal of needs.
Her tits were jiggling wantonly as she began jacking his huge cock, moving faster, inspired by the events of the last two days. She glanced at me for a moment, her eyes smoky with lust as she got down on the bed, her legs instinctively splayed open. Donna and I watched with perverse lust as Michael climbed between her legs and began rubbing his cockhead up and down her vulva.
"Fuck Dad......this is sooo....hot."
"Yea....it is......lets let all the secrets out." I breathed as I moved behind her.
Michael jostled his shaft against her folds causing Sandy to mewl in delight, I positioned my cock between Donna's thighs in search of her pussy. As I did, Donna leaned over, opening her legs wider as we both watched his large head enter Sandy.
"Go slow Michael.....your....so big..." She whispered.
"I will."
Donna was even more excited as I was as I felt her cum soaking my cock. Both of us watching as more and more of his organ was covered by her wetness until after a few strokes, more than half of his huge cock had entered her.
I knew he was already deeper than I had ever been and wondered how she was feeling having so much of her virgin pussy now being used.
"Ahhhhhhh....shiiitttttttt.......shitttttt." She groaned as he pushed deeper into her.
Holding Donna's hips, I began rutting harder into her willing pussy as she leaned over even more.
"Yes....fuck her Michael.....fuck that pussy."
Sandy looked over at us, wide eyed, seeing for the first time me fucking Donna.
"Yessssss.......fuck her Michael" Donna groaned, fuck your baby in her....make her pregnant like me..."
He began to churn into my wife, his huge shaft pumping in and out of her pussy, a white lathering on his length as she creamed on him. Her legs spread wide, her moaning increased. "Oh fuck.....fuck......fuck me....fuck" Grunting in between her words, clawing into his shoulders as he continued on his objective to impregnate my wife.
"Ohhhhhh.....Michael......don't stopppp....don't...I'm gonnnaaaa.!!"
I could see Michael sweating as he took my wife to a place I never had, her body convulsed, legs flailing as her orgasm surged through her body. She clawed hard into his back, screaming as loud as I had ever heard her. Watching this, Donna and I reached out sexual climax.
As Sandy's pussy was bucking on his huge cock, she unloaded her essence all over his shaft, shivering as the waves of pleasure took control of her nervous system, with that, watching her achieving her sexual peak, I gripped Donna as hard as I could, slamming into as we watched her mother getting blackbred, both of us groaning hungrily as I emptied my nuts into her willing pussy.
I was still holding Donna tight to me when we both stared at the sight of Michael grasping Sandy's ass with both hands, pulling her tight and watching his ass cheeks clench again and again as he injected her writhing body with his cum.
Pulling Donna's head to one side while we were coupled, I kissed her cheek, tonguing her ear as I breathed. "Maybe she's pregnant too."
Waking up spooning with Sandy, I discovered an erection that I hadn't had for a long time first thing in the morning. Reaching around, I gently cupped a breast with one hand as I pushed my erection against her bottom.
Vividly remembering the events of the evening, what she had been thinking about all day and the way she attacked me after coming home from work, I knew that things were at a tipping point. What to do.....what to say as I gently kneaded her breast and pushed my cock between the cheeks of her ass.
Being a hard sleeper, as Sandy began to slightly move, I knew it was a deep subliminal reaction to what I was doing and if I moved very slowly, I believed it could create something of a dream while she was still in a sleeping state.
Yesterday, I thought as I slowly massaged my cock between her thighs, she had been thinking about Michael and his big cock and pretty much ****d me when she came home from work. What to do with it.
Slowly moving her over onto her stomach, I listened to her groan a bit, but retain her slow, still asleep breathing cycle.
Gently, I lifted myself up, retaining one hand gently cupping her right breast as I moved over her and began gently with one knee spreading her legs. As I applied just a little pressure, I felt her opening up to where I positioned myself above her and began slowly rubbing my cock against her vulva.
I could tell after being married as long as we had been that she was still very much asleep but subconsciencely reacting to physical stimuli as I slowly moved my cockhead up and down, the only physical reaction was an almost imperceptible movement of her ass moving up and down.
Slowly spreading her legs wider, I placed my hands under her hips, lifting them a bit as I slowly, but firmly began to enter her. With a soft groan, I felt her slightly lift her hips up against me. I knew now she was still in a dream state and it was my time to move.
Taking my hands from her hips, I straddled her shoulders so that our only contact was part of my cock with her moving against it.
Lowering my head to her ear, "Sandy," I breathed softly, "It's Michael.....I want to fuck you.....fuck you with my big......black.....cock. I want to fuck you.....like I fucked Donna........fill you with cum.......like I fucked Donna."
As I was breathing this into her ear, her breathing remained pretty much constant but her body was reacting as her legs began opening wider allowing more of my cock to enter her.
I continued doing this for a few more minutes and then decided to let her continue her dream, got up and savored a hot refreshing shower and figured it was my time to make breakfast.
Good day for pancakes and eggs. Had a stack of pancakes already to go and frying up some over easy eggs when the k**s came into the room.
"Hey Dad, your up early."
"It was an interesting night. Over here, with a couple of plates."
"What's up." As she held out two plates.
"Well, interesting development." As I loaded both plates with pancakes, one with eggs that were ready, and while I cracked two more to be cooked, "Yesterday, your Mom was thinking about Michael's cock all day and practically ****d me when she got home from work. That's why we weren't there for dinner, she was fucking the shit out of me."
"Really???"
"Oh yea. No doubt about it. About the time we were going to finish off with a bang, I was groaning to her to take my big cock and my black seed in her white cunt. She went nuts. So, I'm guessing that today after school would be a real good time to confess to your Mom that your pregnant with Michael's k**."
"OK Dad, you don't think she'll go off on me do you."
"Nope, I don't think there's any chance of that. Now," tossing a couple of eggs on the other plate, "You two go eat and get off to school." I grinned at her.
Going back in the bedroom, I stared at my sleeping beauty for a couple of minutes wondering if this was the day, what she was dreaming about this morning, what she really remembered from last nights encounter. Finally, I reached over and gently slapped her on the ass. "Hey, sleepy head. Time to wake up."
As she groaned and rolled over, I kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Quick, get up, breakfast is ready."
Watching her husband leaving the room, Sandy got up and hopped in the shower. Standing under the invigorating spray, she started thinking about last night. Did Bob say what she thought she remembered him saying?? What was it exactly she was saying to him. Soaping down, she couldn't help but enjoy the tingling sensation as she soaped up her breasts, then, one hand moved down to her vulva. The dream this morning......it seemed so real. Michael in bed with her. No, it couldn't be, it was just a dream. What is wrong with me....I shouldn't be thinking like this.
"Hey Sandy, hurry up in there, breakfast is on the table and you don't want to be late for work."
Sitting at the table, working the crossword puzzle, Sandy came in, sitting across from me both of us eating in silence. Wondering what she's thinking that I'm thinking that she was thinking was driving me nuts. Mostly because I felt I really did know what she was thinking.
After sitting in silence for some time, "So babe, anything new at work? That new girl working out OK for you?"
"Mmmm, oh, yes she is. Doing real well. Guessing she'll be running the whole department soon enough. A real go getter."
"Well, that's good." Getting up, I cleaned off the table and loaded up the dishwasher while I watched her go in the bedroom to get finished dressing for work.
After she left for work, I decided to play a little hooky, called into work and asked if there was anything really pressing. When nothing new was going on I told them I'd be into work tomorrow.
Going into the den, I quickly changed into my my internet browsing clothes, nothing, and as I'm getting ready to log on, I've already got a hardon as I'm anticipating chatting with Jim and bringing him up to speed.
During the entire drive to work, Sandy was reflecting on things that occurred yesterday and the dream she had this morning. By the time she parked her car and headed into the store, several mixed emotions were troubling her. By the time she got to her desk and started to organize her work, she knew that her concentration wasn't where it needed to be. Getting on the intercom, "Barbara, would you please come to my office?"
As Barbara started into the room, "Please close the door and have a seat."
"So, Sandy, is it something..."
"No," She quietly interrupted. "Nothing you did. It's what I've been thinking that's got me so confused."
"Well, how can I help."
"You know I was telling you yesterday about Michael."
"Yes."
"Well, after our talk, I couldn't get my mind off of what you were saying about black men. When I went home, I practically ****d my husband, and this morning, I was dreaming that Michael was in bed with me and was going to fuck me. So, how familiar are you with black men Barbara."
Sandy watched as Barbara got up, moved her chair behind her desk next to her. Moving her computor keyboard in front of her, she paused. "So, just how much detail do you want, or rather, how graphic do you want it."
"Well, how about as X-rated as you want."
"OK,"
Sandy watched as Barbara quickly went to an IR porn site and logged on. "Now, I suggest you join this site. It's free and it's got a lot of good content. WhiteWivesforBlackCock. It has stories of real women, pictures and videos.
So, Jim. Yesterday morning, Michael came to breakfast with some satin basketball shorts, no underwear and I knew Sandy could see the size of his dick hanging down one pantleg. Fuck, it he had gotten even a little bit hard the motherfucker would have hung below the seam.
Fuck Bob, that's pretty hot. Did she say anything?
No, but, when she came home from work, she practically ****d me, and from the way I reacted when I told her I was going to cum in her white pussy with my black cum, she really went off.
Wow. So, you think she's getting close?
Not sure, but, I think so. Hey, gotta split, the k**s are coming home. Catch you later.
"Hey Dad," pausing as she entered the den, "Shit." she laughed, "Put on some fucking clothes."
"Ok k**do." Getting up, I slipped my jeans back on. "So, what's new and exciting."
"Oh, nothing." Coming over and giving me a not really father/daughter kiss. "Just wanted to tell you I love you and thanks for everything."
"OK, does that mean I don't need to give you a birthday or christmas present this year?"....."OUCH" as she slugged me on the arm.
"No, it doesn't. Anyway, Michael and I are going to my room. Mom isn't going to be here for.." looking at her phone, "another 2 hours. So, leave us along, and don't you bother us. We want some private time."
"OK sweety, promise I won't peek in......this time. OUCH!" as she slugged me again.
So, k**s are home at the expected hour of 3:30, shortly after school, I'm dressed, again and Sandy isn't due home from work for another hour and a half. Cool, k**s are getting busy, I'll just have some coffee and finish the crossword puzzle from this morning.
Driving home, Sandy was afire. Having spent over 6 hours with Barbara, watching videos of white wives getting fucked, reading stories, seeing pictures, asking questions of Barbara, she needed to get home. Thinking back about Bob, bringing in a black exchange student, having a daughter, seeing him yesterday morning. Thinking back on her early morning dream. She knew what she wanted she knew what she needed......black cock.....
"Hey honey. Your home early." I said as I heard the door slam.
Walking through the room, Sandy came over to me, kissed me hard as she started to disrobe right in front of me. As I watched her shed her blouse and kick off her shoes I got up. "What the hell?"
"What the hell, fuck." she responded.
Thoroughly confused as I watched her drop her skirt, bra and underwear on the floor.
"Where is he?"
"Uhh.....Michael?
"Yes....where in the fuck is Michael. I know what you've been doing."
"Uhh, well, he's...."
"He's in Donna's room."
"Hey!"
In the midst of some slow easy fucking, suddenly Donna was startled by the opening of her bedroom door and her mother walking in. "Hey, Mom!! What the fuck?"
Following Sandy, I heard her say that she knew what she had been doing as she walked towards the bed. I could feel my cock stiffen as she put both hands on his asscheeks and heard her ask how many times he had fucked her daughter, when did he fuck her first as I walked up behind her, putting my hands on her shoulders.
"Baby, I arranged for him to fuck her.....first day he was here."
Quickly turning around, she slapped me hard. Then paused, then kissed me with a soul searching kiss. Talk about being confused. Look up the word, you'll see my face.
As she pulled away gently, I breathed, "Donna's pregnant."
"I know." she replied. "It only makes sense."
While Sandy and I were talking, Michael had withdrawn from Donna, meekly standing next to the bed, probably even more confused than I had been. My cock stiffened as hard as I've ever been as I watched Sandy move over in front of Michael, take his cock in her hand and ask him if he had knocked up her daughter.
"Uhhh, Mrs Martin...."
"Sandy, call me Sandy." Still gripping his cock with one hand.
"Uh, Sandy, Mr Bob said before I got here...."
"That he wanted you to fuck our daughter. Right!"
"Uhhhh, well..."
"Did he tell you he wanted you to fuck me?"
"Uhhh, well......."
"Tell me, your cock isn't lying, he told you he wanted you to fuck me didn't he."
"Yes, this last weekend."
"Get off the bed Donna. Make room for me."
The moment would be burned in my mind for all time. My heart pounding as I watched Sandy kiss Michael hard and deep. While they kissed, watching her stroking his again stiffening cock, I shed my clothes while Donna moved over towards me. "Is this what you've been wanting Dad?" She whispered.
"Yea."
"It's so big." I heard Sandy say through a haze of lust.
My entire body was frozen as I pulled Donna next to me, watching Sandy secumb to her most primal of needs.
Her tits were jiggling wantonly as she began jacking his huge cock, moving faster, inspired by the events of the last two days. She glanced at me for a moment, her eyes smoky with lust as she got down on the bed, her legs instinctively splayed open. Donna and I watched with perverse lust as Michael climbed between her legs and began rubbing his cockhead up and down her vulva.
"Fuck Dad......this is sooo....hot."
"Yea....it is......lets let all the secrets out." I breathed as I moved behind her.
Michael jostled his shaft against her folds causing Sandy to mewl in delight, I positioned my cock between Donna's thighs in search of her pussy. As I did, Donna leaned over, opening her legs wider as we both watched his large head enter Sandy.
"Go slow Michael.....your....so big..." She whispered.
"I will."
Donna was even more excited as I was as I felt her cum soaking my cock. Both of us watching as more and more of his organ was covered by her wetness until after a few strokes, more than half of his huge cock had entered her.
I knew he was already deeper than I had ever been and wondered how she was feeling having so much of her virgin pussy now being used.
"Ahhhhhhh....shiiitttttttt.......shitttttt." She groaned as he pushed deeper into her.
Holding Donna's hips, I began rutting harder into her willing pussy as she leaned over even more.
"Yes....fuck her Michael.....fuck that pussy."
Sandy looked over at us, wide eyed, seeing for the first time me fucking Donna.
"Yessssss.......fuck her Michael" Donna groaned, fuck your baby in her....make her pregnant like me..."
He began to churn into my wife, his huge shaft pumping in and out of her pussy, a white lathering on his length as she creamed on him. Her legs spread wide, her moaning increased. "Oh fuck.....fuck......fuck me....fuck" Grunting in between her words, clawing into his shoulders as he continued on his objective to impregnate my wife.
"Ohhhhhh.....Michael......don't stopppp....don't...I'm gonnnaaaa.!!"
I could see Michael sweating as he took my wife to a place I never had, her body convulsed, legs flailing as her orgasm surged through her body. She clawed hard into his back, screaming as loud as I had ever heard her. Watching this, Donna and I reached out sexual climax.
As Sandy's pussy was bucking on his huge cock, she unloaded her essence all over his shaft, shivering as the waves of pleasure took control of her nervous system, with that, watching her achieving her sexual peak, I gripped Donna as hard as I could, slamming into as we watched her mother getting blackbred, both of us groaning hungrily as I emptied my nuts into her willing pussy.
I was still holding Donna tight to me when we both stared at the sight of Michael grasping Sandy's ass with both hands, pulling her tight and watching his ass cheeks clench again and again as he injected her writhing body with his cum.
Pulling Donna's head to one side while we were coupled, I kissed her cheek, tonguing her ear as I breathed. "Maybe she's pregnant too."
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