With a raw squeal of joy she threw back her head and chugged her frothing pussy home. A dozen delicious spasms of lust turned her vagina into a milking machine! Salty floods of juice spilled down from the gorged rim of her snatch, covering her daddy's large balls and trickling down the sides of her legs. The cheeks of her glowing young ass opened and closed as the pleasure poured through her!
"Golly," Pam whispered, licking her dry lips at the sight of such complete and abandoned enjoyment.
Even in all his daughter's frantic fucking leading to and ending in the sappy, hot climax, Hank Pauley still had not shown too much excitement himself, except in the slow and drawled smile which seemed to indicate he was pleased at having made another female happy.
And then, as Mae crawled her copiously dripping pussy off of her father's perpendicular cock, Pam saw the reason why Hank had felt so little.
There was a French Tickler attached to the head of his prick that was as big as a brillo pad!
Pam stared at the brutal, fascinating gadget riding over the glans of the older man's lecherous penis. She had heard girls like Betsy Meeker and Linda Walker whisper dirtily about ticklers, but it was the first time Pam had seen one. And the large, rubbery cunt-pleaser made a hard itch crawl wickedly up between her legs.
She wanted some of that kind of rubber-machine fucking, too!
"Hey!" she yelped, rattling the chained door like a hungry little wildcat. "HOW ABOUT ME!!?"
Bo and her daddy both turned and grinned in her direction, their large, soft-swollen cocks hanging a little out over their balls.
Hank stretched his face around, too, and gave her a smiling wink as he saw her staring once again at the firmer-than-ever prick between his legs, crowned with the evil tickler.
"I want fucked!" she gasped, tugging with both hands at the edge of the door.
Hank chuckled lewdly. "Hey, hold your horses, honey," he drawled. "We were just fixing up Mae here first, but you're on the cunt list, too."
That was sweet music to her heated ears!
She waltzed back to the lumpy mattress and arranged a couple of pillows for her hips. Then, with a wanton idea popping into her mind, she rolled up the shade on the big window so that the morning sunlight could flood in.
She wanted to have a really good light for this session.
She was damned tired of being balled in the dark!
Already in place on the mattress when the chained door was unlocked, Pam lifted her legs up and tucked her bare heels just under her buttocks, exposing her passionate little pussy to any and all comers!
Bo and her daddy came into the well-lighted room first, their ambitious cocks wagging with deeper swelling anticipation as they walked. And right behind them came Mr. Super-Stud, with his prick sticking stiffly out between his legs and the tickler decorating the head of it.
Pam could feel her oozing channel growing moist and hot at the sight of the French Connection!
The tickler, up close, looked like a round, prickly pear. There were dozens of rubbery nodules and antennae sticking out in every direction from the base of it, and each of the scratchy nubs still gleamed from the warm juices of Mae's satisfied young cunt.
There was also one extra long, curved finger of rubber arching up from the top of the tickler, the perfect tool for rubbing the excited clits of young girls as they were fucked!
Hank Pauley stood in front of her for a few seconds, his strong and hairy legs spaced widely apart, his hands on his bony hips. He grinned down at the way Pam's sluttish little pussy seemed to yawn softly open, the hair-lined folds pouting and pink, the inner lips a darker color and glistening already with a hot wetness.
"Want that cute little hole tickled some?" Hank breathed, his voice as coarse as a sailor's.
For an answer, Pam's cheeks flushed scarlet with pleasure, and she lifted her thighs up completely off the mattress. Her pubescent cunt seemed to wink at the grinning lecher!
"Hold her damn legs up, boys," Hank smirked.
To Pam's lusty delight, Bo grabbed one of her feet and her daddy grabbed the other. They forced her shapely young legs out into a tempting V as Hank came up into her thighs with the big tickler quivering at the end of his cock.
The instant she felt the rubbery monster forcing its perverted way between the stretching lips of her cunt, Pam threw back her blushing head and moaned.
The big tickler wormed its way deep into the inner folds of her fourteen-year-old slit, each and every one of the latex nodules tickling and scratching along the grainy walls of her expanding snatch like a million hairy-legged insects.
The slutty pleasure boiled up high into her womb, and her whole pussy throbbed as the rubbery thing invaded her.
"Ah – ah – hah!!"
Those were the last real sounds she was able to make before Bo and her daddy both aimed their freshly stiffened cocks in the direction of her mouth.
They were still holding her legs up, but had turned now to face her, offering her the choice of either of their lusty tools.
Pam's eyes sparkled as she saw the two smooth prick-heads coming toward her. The sawing rapture Hank's helmeted cock was making between her legs made her tongue come rolling salaciously from between her lips!
Bo's sturdy rod found a wet nest in her mouth first. She sucked the bulbous glans with deep-stroking joy, running the tip of her tongue in circles just under the ridged meatus. The boyish penis throbbed lustfully for her before she slupped her mouth away and took her daddy's even larger peter into her throat.
She alternated between feasting on first one wetly pleasured prick and then the other. Both of the strongly gorged tools stood straight out at her, willing and eager to be teased by her smacking lips and flickering tongue.
In the meantime, Hank Pauley slowly and deeply fucked the large tickler along the clinging walls of her mossy, overheated cunt. The rubbery arms on the lewd toy gave no rest to her broiling, twitching pussy, and with each inward stroke the longer bit of rubber rubbed amorously against her fanged and quivering clitoris.
Pam could feel her first wanton orgasm approaching on horned feet!
To increase the sultry completeness of her savage spasms, she took her daddy's whole cock into her mouth, riding the head as deep into her windpipe as she dared. And at the same time she grasped the stiff warmth of Bo's big peter with her right hand, squeezing the column greedily as she climaxed and sucked simultaneously!
Her pussy erupted with one bloating thrill of rapture after another, generating enough hot juices to soak Hank's horny prick from root to tip!
At the same time, her suctioning, demanding mouth made her daddy's madly stiffened cock begin to spurt.
With a brazen, gurgling joy Pam felt her throat filling up with the powerfully discharging sperm. It bubbled and foamed from the corners of her mouth and ran like hot gravy down over her chin!
In her frenzy, she began to masturbate Bo's hugely swollen penis, and in less time than it takes to say "hand job", his teenaged tool began to fire rockets of spunk into her face.
It was so depraved a scene that the Devil himself would have blushed!
Pam had both of her legs held up and pointing out like a nutcracker while Hank humped her sweet sucking snatch. And at the same time she was swallowing every drop of her daddy's prick which was horsed to the balls in her mouth. And added to that were the great, smoking gluts of Bo's sperm splashing against her nose and lips and chin as his cock found release.
It was in that incredible and uncompromising position that Pam's passion-glazed eyes happened to wander to the window of the spare room, and upward.
Her mother was standing at her bedroom window, looking down on the scene.
The face in the window didn't register on Pam's heated brain for a couple of heartbeats.