Heather leaned over, still pressing her bare crotch against her father’s new and very hard erection. She pressed her lips against her mother’s and kissed her deeply, relentlessly, until Janice relented and returned the ardor. She lowered her hand to her mother’s chest and rubbed her breast, tweaking her nipple, drawing a gasp from her mom. Harold’s mouth had returned to Heather’s nipple and was driving her crazy, almost as much as what his hands were doing below her waist, with two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, while another devilish digit was buried in her back door.
When she came for her father again, she pulled her lips from her mother’s and gasped, squeezing her Mom’s tit hard. “Oh, God, that’s good,” she moaned. Then she looked her mother in the eye. “Maybe some day I could help you, you know, with Dad. There’s so much I want to know, and you could teach me, Mom.”
Janice’s pulse was racing. She looked at her husband. “You poor man. I left you alone with this?” She grabbed her daughter’s face between her hands and kissed her hard, pushing her tongue into her mouth, biting her lip. “I’ll think about it. Now be a good girl and leave your father and I alone, we have a lot to talk about.”
Heather retreated to her bathroom for a long hot bath, and afterwards headed to her parents room to say goodnight. Opening the door, she was shocked to see her naked mother stretched across her father’s lap, getting her ass blistered. He was holding nothing back, and she was sobbing, crying hard.
“I swear, never again, please Harold, please!” she gasped, squirming and twisting away from the endless rain of blows.
“Never again is right,” he growled, suddenly shoving several fingers up inside of her, and twisting them roughly.
“I swear it. I’ll be nobody’s slut but yours, yours only. Whatever you want, however you want,” she gasped, “just for you.”
Heather closed the door and quietly backed away from the room. She returned to her own room and laid down on her stomach, listening carefully to the cries and gasps from the room next door. Her ass still burned like lava, but she fell asleep with a smile on her face.
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Heather leaned over, still pressing her bare crotch against her father’s new and very hard erection. She pressed her lips against her mother’s and kissed her deeply, relentlessly, until Janice relented and returned the ardor. She lowered her hand to her mother’s chest and rubbed her breast, tweaking her nipple, drawing a gasp from her mom. Harold’s mouth had returned to Heather’s nipple and was driving her crazy, almost as much as what his hands were doing below her waist, with two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, while another devilish digit was buried in her back door.
When she came for her father again, she pulled her lips from her mother’s and gasped, squeezing her Mom’s tit hard. “Oh, God, that’s good,” she moaned. Then she looked her mother in the eye. “Maybe some day I could help you, you know, with Dad. There’s so much I want to know, and you could teach me, Mom.”
Janice’s pulse was racing. She looked at her husband. “You poor man. I left you alone with this?” She grabbed her daughter’s face between her hands and kissed her hard, pushing her tongue into her mouth, biting her lip. “I’ll think about it. Now be a good girl and leave your father and I alone, we have a lot to talk about.”
Heather retreated to her bathroom for a long hot bath, and afterwards headed to her parents room to say goodnight. Opening the door, she was shocked to see her naked mother stretched across her father’s lap, getting her ass blistered. He was holding nothing back, and she was sobbing, crying hard.
“I swear, never again, please Harold, please!” she gasped, squirming and twisting away from the endless rain of blows.
“Never again is right,” he growled, suddenly shoving several fingers up inside of her, and twisting them roughly.
“I swear it. I’ll be nobody’s slut but yours, yours only. Whatever you want, however you want,” she gasped, “just for you.”
Heather closed the door and quietly backed away from the room. She returned to her own room and laid down on her stomach, listening carefully to the cries and gasps from the room next door. Her ass still burned like lava, but she fell asleep with a smile on her face.