She returned to her son's room.
Tommy had removed Cindy's blouse, and her perky little titties with hard pink nipples showed. Cindy's skirt was at her waist now, and Tommy's cock was once more throbbing with hardness.
"Did I miss anything?" Sherri said. "Cindy, that was your father. He said you could stay as long as you wanted."
"All night?" Cindy giggled lewdly, sweetly.
Sherri laughed. "I doubt that. But you can have dinner with us, as long as you get home before your father goes to bed."
Sherri stood looking at them, seeing Cindy gripping her son's cock. She moved her eyes to the fine slit of Cindy's cunt. A sprinkling of light-brown hair sprouted at the top of the slit, that was all.
"Let me see it," Sherri whispered.
Cindy looked up at her. "You mean my… " She pointed at her pussy.
"Please," Sherri said.
Cindy tossed her legs wide open, sitting on the edge of Tommy's bed, her small fist clutching his hard cock. The sweet cunt glistened wetly, the little lips tight. Cindy looked at Sherri pleased to display her sugary pussy so openly. Her tight ass was on the very edge of the bed, the crack of her cheeks melting to the sweet slit of her cunt. Sherri's mouth watered, and her bushy pussy began to throb with aching need. She wanted to sit on the floor and bury her face into that sweet heat, taste and lick and suck the fine slit and make Cindy come in fiery orgasms.
Cindy s cunt… so lovely, so creamy and soft and fresh…
There was one more thing before she could kiss and taste the sugary pussy.
"Do you want to fuck my son," Sherri asked breathlessly.
"You'd let us?" Cindy asked. "You'd let us do it, Sherri?"
"Sure she would," Tommy grinned.
"If I could watch," Sherri answered. "I'd love to see his cock in your tight cunt, Cindy."
"I don't care!" Cindy squealed and jerked at Tommy's cock.
"You let me watch, so you can watch me, too."
Sherri didn't like the thought in the back of her mind. She felt if she could get Cindy involved with her and Tommy, put her deeper into sex with them, she would have a handle over the little girl. She could use it as black-mail, force Cindy to give approval for the marriage. Tommy she would worry about later. Cindy was the one now. If she could involve Cindy in wild, uninhibited, open fucking with her and Tommy, she could threaten to tell her father, and Cindy was sure to come around.
But Sherri didn't like that idea. She didn't want to do this to Cindy; she wanted to play with her, watch her son fuck her and then lick her lovely little cunt and…
Cindy was no longer thinking about her father. But young as she was, she suspected what Sherri was up to. She didn't say anything, however. She wanted to be fucked by Tommy, and the delight of his mother not only saying they could, but would watch, excited her.
"You won't laugh at me, will you?" she asked Sherri.
"Why would I do that, honey?"
"This is my first time," Cindy confessed. "I probably can't do it as good as you. Maybe Tommy won't even enjoy it." Sherri wanted to laugh, but thought Cindy would be embarrassed.
"Darling," she said softly, "fucking doesn't really require the skill people think it does. You do what feels good, and everything always seems to work out for everyone."
"I don't know how to wiggle like you," Cindy said.
"Ahhhh, but you do," Sherri smiled, remembering how Cindy had wiggled her ass near her face while Tommy was fucking her. "You have a cute little wiggle, honey. Don't worry about that, just move any way you want to, just feel it and have fun."
"I wish I could wiggle the way you do in your movies," Cindy mewled. "That's real pretty."
"It gives me a hard-on," Tommy said.
"You can watch my ass later," she said. "I want to see you fuck now."
Tommy eagerly lay back on his bed, his cock sticking up in the air. He pulled Cindy on top of him. Caught by surprise, the little girl toppled across him, giggling.
Sherri dropped her towel, then moved to the bed. She tugged at the zipper at Cindy's skirt.
"Let's take this off, too," she said, and pulled the skirt away. Her breath was caught by the sheer beauty of the exquisite little ass of Cindy, those long, slender thighs. She was mouthwatering no matter where Sherri looked. She couldn't understand how Frank could live in the same house with her and not be sucking and fucking this lovely creature, even if he was her father.
"Like this?" Cindy said, sitting up on top of Tommy, his cock sliding into the heat of her tight ass-cheeks. "On top this way?"
"Any way you want," Sherri said. "On top, bottom, sideways… you can fuck in any position."
She stood and looked down, sliding her fingers through the silky hair of her cunt. Tommy pushed his cock to Cindy's crotch as she lifted. Sherri, from where she stood, saw the head push at the tight, puffy, hairless pussy. Cindy settled, her cunt stretching sweetly about the head of his cock. She was breathless as she felt it inside her, her eyes big, sparkling with delight. Slowly, she pushed her cunt down onto Tommy's cock, sitting with it buried completely. Her small body shook, her saucy tits pushing out with pink stiff nipples.
Sherri could not resist and ran her hand down the satiny back of Cindy, feeling her ass, then to her son's balls. She squeezed his balls and pressed them at the crack of Cindy's ass. Cindy giggled and began to move her hips back and forth.
"That's it, Cindy," Sherri breathed. "Wiggle any way you want!"
Tommy was groaning, his hands digging into Cindy's knees at his sides. He lifted his head and watched Cindy rub her cunt back and forth, feeling the deep pulsations of her tight cunt on his cock.
"Fuck him, Cindy!" Sherri moaned. "Pump your pretty ass!"
Cindy, squealing with ecstasy, leaned forward, her hands around Tommy's shoulders. He pushed his hands to her hard little tits, cupping them, her pink nipples burning his palms.
"Like this?" Cindy panted, lifting her ass then plunging it down.
"Ohhh, just like that!" Sherri said hotly, seeing the pink cunt pull on her son's cock, then slide down eagerly. "Fuck his cock, Cindy! Ram your pretty pussy on his prick! Fuck him… fuck him good!"
Clinging to her son's balls, Sherri was rubbing at her own cunt, feeling the hot juices drip along her inner thighs. She could smell the arousing fragrance of Cindy's slippery cunt as it moved up and down her son's throbbing cock. She wanted more than ever to bury her mouth against it, suck it, taste it, move her tongue in and out of it.
Cindy sobbed as her ass bounced, her cunt plunging up and down. She had her eyes closed, her mouth gaping. She revolved her sweet ass instinctively, the rapture creating her movements. Sherri watched it, seeing the ass spread open, the tiny crinkle of her pink asshole puckering as that hairless cunt spread tightly around her son's cock. It really didn't look big enough for Tommy's cock, yet Cindy was fucking him with frantic thrusts, ramming it up and down almost in a frenzy, twisting and grinding.
Feverishly, Sherri ran her hands about the small ass, feeling the heat in the cheeks. She rubbed at Cindy's twinkling, pink asshole, making the girl cry out with enhanced ecstasy. Sherri felt Cindy's asshole puckering, and imagined her son's cock fucking it, stretching it, coming up that fiery asshole instead of the juicy little cunt.
"Be still!" she hissed.
"What's the matter'?" Cindy gasped, her ass lifted, the lips clutching the head of Tommy's cock. "I thought I was doing it right, Sherri."
"You're doing beautiful, baby," Sherri whispered. "I just wanted to…"
She pushed her face down, sliding her tongue along the crack of Cindy's velvety little ass playing the tip against her crinkling asshole: then pushing it to the stretched cunt-lips. She tasted, then licked down the shaft of her son's cock, the pussy-juices of Cindy's sugary cunt inflaming her mind.