I moaned louder and louder and then, with Linda flicking her tongue across my clit, I came. Mr Morrison pushed himself deep, stopped and shot another massive load inside me. Linda kept licking our union throughout our joint orgasm and this only prolonged our ecstasy. When we were finally done cumming Mr Morrison kept holding me tight by my tits.
“Are you ready, Linda,” he called out before kissing me deeply.
Linda replied with a thumbs up and then he slowly started pulling out. I could feel first my own juices dripping down into Linda’s mouth and then as his cock finally left me, leaving a gaping big hole over Linda’s mouth, a cocktail of his cum and my juices gushed out of me and into Linda’s mouth. She didn’t swallow, but got up on her knees in front of me and leaned in to kiss me. Our tits met and Mr Morrison wrapped his arms around us both as Linda’s lips met mine and she shared her daddy’s cum with me.
The rest of the weekend disappeared into a blur. I was Mr Morrison’s cum bucket and Linda and I ate each other’s pussies at every available opportunity. When my parents came back I asked them if I could stay with Linda for the rest of the summer before she went off to university and they agreed. In August Mr Morrison took us on a trip. He and I got married on a deserted beach with Linda as my maid of honour. My parents nearly died when I returned as Mrs Morrison and wouldn’t speak with us for half a year, but at least it took the question of my future education off their list of worries. Mr Morrison, or Jack as I now call him, didn’t worry about that. I was already two months pregnant by then. We believe our daughter was conceived that first weekend together.
It’s been nearly 12 years and I’m about to turn 30 now. I’ve had three more children, all boys, by my husband and we’re still fucking like rabbits occasionally inviting another woman to join us. Linda’s mother complained that her husband was a workaholic. He’s not. It’s just that Linda’s mother was a bore in bed so he spent all that time from home fucking around. He’s never needed to do that since we’ve been together. If you’re wondering what happened to Linda, she did go off to university shortly after her dad and I got married. She stayed on till she got a PhD and she came home for every holiday and shared our bed. When she finally left school she met the woman of her dreams and they’re now living together and they have two children. All’s well that ends well.
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I moaned louder and louder and then, with Linda flicking her tongue across my clit, I came. Mr Morrison pushed himself deep, stopped and shot another massive load inside me. Linda kept licking our union throughout our joint orgasm and this only prolonged our ecstasy. When we were finally done cumming Mr Morrison kept holding me tight by my tits.
“Are you ready, Linda,” he called out before kissing me deeply.
Linda replied with a thumbs up and then he slowly started pulling out. I could feel first my own juices dripping down into Linda’s mouth and then as his cock finally left me, leaving a gaping big hole over Linda’s mouth, a cocktail of his cum and my juices gushed out of me and into Linda’s mouth. She didn’t swallow, but got up on her knees in front of me and leaned in to kiss me. Our tits met and Mr Morrison wrapped his arms around us both as Linda’s lips met mine and she shared her daddy’s cum with me.
The rest of the weekend disappeared into a blur. I was Mr Morrison’s cum bucket and Linda and I ate each other’s pussies at every available opportunity. When my parents came back I asked them if I could stay with Linda for the rest of the summer before she went off to university and they agreed. In August Mr Morrison took us on a trip. He and I got married on a deserted beach with Linda as my maid of honour. My parents nearly died when I returned as Mrs Morrison and wouldn’t speak with us for half a year, but at least it took the question of my future education off their list of worries. Mr Morrison, or Jack as I now call him, didn’t worry about that. I was already two months pregnant by then. We believe our daughter was conceived that first weekend together.
It’s been nearly 12 years and I’m about to turn 30 now. I’ve had three more children, all boys, by my husband and we’re still fucking like rabbits occasionally inviting another woman to join us. Linda’s mother complained that her husband was a workaholic. He’s not. It’s just that Linda’s mother was a bore in bed so he spent all that time from home fucking around. He’s never needed to do that since we’ve been together. If you’re wondering what happened to Linda, she did go off to university shortly after her dad and I got married. She stayed on till she got a PhD and she came home for every holiday and shared our bed. When she finally left school she met the woman of her dreams and they’re now living together and they have two children. All’s well that ends well.