In all her years of fucking, this was the greatest of all. Tom and Chuck worked as a team. As Chuck withdrew his monstrous, glowing, lustrous cock, Tom would plunge his sensuous, tremendous piston into her ass-hole. Then as Tom withdrew, Chuck would pump his lust cannon into her insatiable labyrinth depths.
It was a mind-boggling carnal experience. Cascades of shining, luxurious, erogenous ecstasy bathed her body and soul as the two boys staccatoed unprecedented, majestic cum-rapture throughout her body. She was babbling in lustful delirium and didn't care. It was ungodly good! "Oooohhhh fuck me, boys! Fuck me! Harder! Faster! OH GOD, FUCK ME!"
Hank caught Trudy's head as it flailed back and forth across the pillow, and tipped her face until her mouth was open and gaping. "Don't bite!" he cautioned, then slid his throbbing prick into her salivating, fervent mouth. Shit, it was wonderful! The further his cock went into her satin hot, saliva-slick mouth the better it felt. He had just finished fucking Grace's ass not more than ten minutes ago, yet his balls reacted to Trudy's gulping, sucking mouth as if he hadn't been fucked for a month.
He couldn't stop plunging his prick into Trudy's enchanting oral cavern. His excited, craving prong slipped past her teeth, and plunged into the gripping, swallowing, satin throat masturbation of her velvet throat. He didn't quit pushing until his pelvis was pressing against Trudy's pouting, fervent lips. Then his nuts exploded and erupted great gobs of rapturous cum down her throat. It had been the shortest blow job he had ever had, but the greatest.
Harold couldn't control himself either. When he first cut off the initial orgasm he thought he would be able to fuck for an hour. But after entering Trudy's scorching, unbelievably tight but sucking womb, the gratification of a charring hot, cum-slick cunt-tube that was his daughter's was too much for his raging balls. He gripped both of Trudy's voluptuous, perspiration shimmering, resilient breasts and tried to rip and tear the sensuous insanity that her body was giving him from the quivering, submissive globes.
Harold tried to stop his volatile, exquisite orgasm but he was helpless in the lascivious ecstasy that one more plunge promised. He backed his thunderous monster completely out of her grasping, precious, raging womb and thrust savagely back into the carnal, magnificent, mind-blowing lust pool. That did it! His balls erupted in a raging, glorious, ecstatic burst of carnality amplified, straining frenzied and roaring cupfuls of salacious, glorious jism into Trudy's surrendering, lascivious cunt.
Trudy's mind, body, and soul were, a twirling, whirling maelstrom of rapturous fuck insanity. The dual, boiling hot, delicious jism of Hank and her daddy were too much for her tender years. Just prior to their Gumming, her whole body had been racked and twisted, propelled and ripped in a delirious cascade of orgasmic plethora. She had never reached such heights. It was a rapturous, frantic fog, an exquisite, excruciating fuck-harvest of unparalleled bliss. Then when both her loved ones shot scorching, succulent cups of ecstatic love-juice into her body, it was like pouring oil on a fire. She was consumed in luxurious, salacious splendour and her inexperienced emotions could not handle it. She surrendered to the masochistic plethora of orgasmic rapture and passed out.
Trudy opened her eyes to a grinning five some. Her mother was stroking her forehead. Tom, Chuck, her husband Hank, and her daddy were all standing beside the bed, naked and with their assorted-sized pricks reddened and half hard.
"Well now, baby," her mother said, "I guess you liked it?"
Trudy hugged herself with her emotions. "Oh yes!" she said. "It was… was…? "
"Just the start." Tom grinned down at her. "Now we change partners. Chuck and I get you, while dad and Hank pleasure ma! Is that all right with you?"
Trudy looked at her wonderful family and at all those wonderful cocks. God! Why had she waited so long to enjoy fucking? And now that it was all out in the open, she could admit the truth her mother had told her. There was no sense in pretending any longer. She was a nymphomaniac and loved it!
"Why wouldn't it be?" She smiled up at her grinning brother. "It's me and mother against you men." Trudy looked over to her mother. "Right, mama? We'll fuck them into the ground!"
Her mother laughed and scooted to the other side of the king-sized bed. "That's my daughter," she said. "Come on, boys. It's all even now."
Trudy splayed her glistening, wanton thighs for Tom. Now that she had finally admitted who and what she was, life was going to be beautiful. Fucking beautiful! "Come on, brother," she hunched her damp, eager pussy at him, "give it to me!"