They came together, with Tammy grasping his brick-hard prick with both hands, and Gary stuffed his hand between her legs and rubbed her cunt.
"That's right," Anne said, "play with each other like we're doing."
"Kiss my cunt, Dave," Anne hissed, "and you kiss Tammy's cunt, Gary."
Dave knelt down and reached behind Anne, clasped his hands to her ass and pushed his face to her pussy, his tongue snaking out in a wild licking, wiggling waddle.
Gary got down on front of Tammy. He mashed his handsome teen face into her sweet cunt. He licked his tongue up and down her juicy slit.
"God, Anne," Dave gulped, puffing back from her pussy for a moment, "Your cunt tastes like sugar."
"God, Tammy," said Gary, "your cunt tastes like sugar, too."
The boys lapped the girls, greedy tongues slapping hot-twitching pussies. Dave's big tongue flapped lewdly at Anne's delicious pussy. Gary frantically wagged his tongue at Tammy's precious little cunt.
It was sweet delight in the kitchen of the house at Paradise Beach.
"Now, Gary come over here," Anne said.
Gary got up and walked to her. Anne pulled Dave up off his knees. She made both of them sit down on chairs pulled away from the kitchen table.
She knelt between them and grasped both their cocks in her hand, loving the feel of the hard pulsing cockstalks throbbing against her fingers and palm.
She played her hand up and down the hot cocks. Tammy watching jealously. Anne began a good jack-stroke, pumping up and down faster and faster on the two hard pricks.
"Play with your pussy, Tammy, and watch me give these two cocks a real good hand-job."
"A hand job, ma'am?"
"I'm gonna jack 'em off, Tammy."
"Oh, ma'am, look. Gary's cock is squirtin' out goo!"
"Uh-uh, and I can make it really shoot off, just watch."
Tammy finger-fucked her pussy and watched with glee.
Both cocks were fizzing and foaming. Gary was the first to cum. Anne's hand was a dancing delight, a beautiful blur as she brought him to climax. His prickhead erupted and spewed out a high-arching stream of hot fuck cream.
"Ah, uh, uh, uh… oh!" the teen cried.
Tammy fucked her pussy faster.
Dave was next. His cock snapped and tossed out an incredible load, as if someone had turned on a faucet, thrusting cream all over the kitchen floor. He gasped, moaned loudly, stiffened like an ironing board.
Now Anne had both cocks squirting at the same time. Tammy watched excitedly and hit the button. She got it. She came with force. She was pulled over at the waist. She fucked and fucked her finger in and out of her hot, little cunt.
Anne kept playing with the pricks even when they had stopped their hot squirting and creaming. She worked to keep the cocks hard, and she leaned over and licked her tongue on the tip of Gary's dying erection. It quickly came back to life.
Dave's cock stayed hard without any problem. "I love the way you can keep this big prick up all the time, honey," Anne said.
"Now, Tammy, I'm gonna fuck both these pricks," Anne said, standing up.
She hoisted her fine body up on the kitchen table, and said, "Who wants me to suck 'em… and who wants to fuck my pussy."
She got on her hands and knees and wiggled her ass.
Dave slipped up behind her and stuck his prick in her cunt. Gary moved to the other side of the table and stood up on a chair so his cock was level with Anne's lips. She sucked the hard-on deep into her mouth.
Tammy started fucking her pussy again as she watched the wonderful scene.
"I'm fuckin' her from behind, Tammy, and she's suckin' Gary at the same time."
"Oh, sir!"
"Come over here and I'll finger-fuck you while I fuck Anne."
Tammy came to him. She stood beside him. He reached and slid a finger into her creamy cunt. He sawed fast, fingered her with agility. Tammy spread her legs and thrust her young cunt at his humping, pumping finger.
She watched his prick slide in and out between Anne's legs. She watched Anne's lips slide lewdly on Gary's cock.
"Oh, shit!" Tammy cried. "I love this!"
Anne, on her hands and knees on the table, sucking Gary's prick, her lips puckered, and plunged around the cockstalk, sliding in a hot glide. Her ass wiggled and screwed in circles back to Dave's hammering cock.
Dave humped her good as he screwed his finger in and out of Tammy's rich pussy.
"Oh, sir, sir," the girl called, her eyes glassy, her breath short, coming in hot gulps.
"Feel down there, Tammy," Dave said, "you can feel how my prick is fucking Anne."
Tammy reached down and got her fingers entwined in the slushy action of cock and cunt, and this thrilled her.
"God, Gary just came in my mouth," Anne gulped, pulling off his dick, cream spilling down her chin.
The boy stumbled off the chair and clutched the table for support.
Dave pulled his cock out of Anne's cunt and pointed the big, thick weapon at Tammy's pussy. He spread his legs wide, feet flat on the floor, humped down and pushed the cockhead to the lips of her cunt.
He shoved and pushed in.
"Oh, shove that prick in me!" Tammy babbled, looking down, seeing the hard stalk sticking between them, plugging her pussy.
Anne crawled to the edge of the table and sat on the edge. Gary fell to his knees before her and began gobbling, chomping her big pussy.
"Oh, wow!" Tammy gulped, watching them, and watching the slick slide of Dave's prick in her cunt.
"Fuck him, Tammy… fuck back to him, bump your hips at his prick."
Tammy did this, humping in short jabs of her hips, fucking at the wild cock in her pussy. "Ah, oh, oh, oh, I'm fuckin'!" she cried.
"We're all fuckin' and suckin'," Anne whispered, "just like good neighbors should."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Dave got up for breakfast the next morning, and found Anne already out of bed. He showered, slipped on a pair of shorts and went in to the kitchen.
Anne stood over the sink. She wore a tight black corset that tapered her luscious body, a black bra, black garter belt, dark nylons, no panties, and black heels.
She turned. "Hello." She smiled.
"God, baby, you look good," Dave whistled.
"Good enough to eat for breakfast?"
"You're damn right," he answered. Anne sat down at the kitchen table, pulled the chair away, slid to the edge of it, reached for the butter, knifed a big gob and spread it all over her cunt.
"There. It's hot-buttered pussy for breakfast, darling," she cooed.
Dave knelt down and sucked at the butter, licked voraciously, his tongue sucking and sliding in the thick goo.
"Did you know there's a man in this neighborhood who'll pay me a thousand dollars to fuck him?" she whispered.
"Mmmmm, mmmm," Dave muffed. He wagged his head as if to say no.
"Well, there is, and he called me this morning. He wants to come over and pay me to fuck him. What do you think of that?"
Dave gulped wildly at her cunt and jerked on his hard cock. "Mmmm, mmmm," he mumbled.
"I told him to come over and I'd fuck him for a thousand dollars."
Dave's tongue was like a feather slashing up and down the slit of her cunt. Anne felt a wild tickle of delight shiver though her, a satisfying sensation of sweet love.
"I'm gonna fuck him, Dave. Fuck him for the money."
Dave lapped like a dog eating a pile of biscuits.
"Oh, oh, oh, honey, honey," Anne whispered.
A knock came at the door.
Anne called to come in. Steve walked through the entrance and saw her sitting sweetly on the chair getting her pussy sucked.
"Come in, Steve," Anne said. "I was just telling Dave you officered me a thousand dollars to fuck me."
Then she came.
"But now… right now… oh, my sweet husband is making me… making me… ah, ah, uh… cum… cum… Oh, shit!"