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Picturing that, his horny father pumping away between Debbie's ripe thighs, Jerry thought it would be fun, to be right there next to them, and pounding the cock to his mom at the same time. They could come in one pussy, then swap over to another one.

He went into the bathroom to take a leak, and when he came back out, his mother was sitting up, looking graceful and extremely beautiful. He'd never tire of seeing her this way, Jerry knew, her nude body glistening, her magniflcent tits thrusting out so proudly, their strong nipples like luscious pink cherries.

She said softly, «Debbie is coming around, darling. Do you think you can make it with her — with us — again, before she has to go home? She can't stay over here with us all night, you know, as much as we would like her to.»

«Sure,» he answered. «You were right, mom; screwing another woman is exciting, but I'll always be hung up on your sweet pussy. Do you have anything special in mind? I mean, I can see that you want to swing with her yourself, and I can wait, or help you some way — «

Angela shook her head, the golden waterfall of her thick hair spilling over the creamy roundness of her bare shoulders. «I can always do that, but right now, I think I'd really enjoy you banging us both, or feeding us your lovely cock, or doing all that.»

«I'm ready,» he said, fondling his prick and feeling the surge of blood beginning to pack the shaft, knowing the lifting and swelling of his ever ready cockhead.

On the bed, Debbie stirred, her eyes opening slowly, dark eyes with a new and heady excitement moving within them like so many little hot lights. «You two are talking about me as if I'm not here. Yes, I was shaken clear down to my toes by what I did, and by what was done to me. But I'm ready, too — for anything.»

«Okay,» Jerry said. «I don't know if you've ever eaten your husband's cock, but from the way you talked about him only kissing your pussy, I figure you haven't. So I'm going to fuck you for awhile first and get you heated up again, then I'll feed you my meat. And if I can hold out all right, I'll do the same thing to my mother, going back and forth between you.

Debbie Carter trembled, but firmed her chin and repeated, «I'm ready.»

So he climbed onto the bed and set himself back between her chubby thighs, comparing their ripe roundness with his mom's long, sleek ones, and liking them both. Jerry didn't wait, didn't even take time to caress the woman's mellow tits or to fondle her legs; he poised his spread glans against the greasy lips of her shaggy cunt and speared up into the drenched sheath of her vagina.

Already recovered from his last ejaculation, Jerry felt strong, as if he could fuck all night and well into the next day, and he knew a little twinge of regret that this lush and lovely woman couldn't remain with them through the evening, sleep with them. He drove his big staff home to the hilt, lancing her deeply with its hardness and slamming the head to the far end of her tight snatch, Debbie shook with the force of that initial plunge, recovering to grind her pelvis avidly into his own, humping swiftly and frantically to have herself another gratifying orgasm, and he felt that she was also worrying about having to cut short her screwing.

Stroking her until Debbie shuddered to a quick, wet climax, he pulled out and climbed up her supine body, straddling it and bending down his slippery prick to place it between the generous mounds of her breasts. Squeezing the globes together with both hands, Jerry worked his ass back and forth, sliding his balls over her warm skin, titty-fucking her as she stared big-eyed down to watch his bulging knob pop out.

He took weight from her and leaned forward, letting go her breasts and taking hold of her head. Debbie flinched. «I–I never did this before. Will it hurt? It's so big, Jerry, I don't know if I can — «

Not giving the woman a chance to think it over and perhaps cop out because of her programming, he forced the rubbery, slick bulb of his reddened prick to her lips and commanded, «Eat it.»

Trembling, her red lips parted, and he thrust his cockhead between them, giving her a taste of her own pussy as well, filling her startled mouth with his glans. Her mouth was smaller than his mother's, he found, and her cheeks puffed out as her tongue quivered beneath his knob, but the cavity was just as hot and slippery, so he stroked it gently into her face, the lightly haired sack of his balls against her chin. He could feel the nipples of her big tits touching them below, and exulted in the sensation of complete dominance over this lovely woman, this other man's wife who had never eaten a cock before.

But as Debbie got into the swing of the act, and started to wiggle her tongue around, Jerry remembered that his mother needed some more sex, too, that she was waiting patiently beside them. He backed his tingling prick from Debbie's lips and moved over.

One knee upon each side of his mom's golden head, he let her nibble at his balls, and felt her agile tongue sliding up beneath his hard shaft before it curled around his puffy knob. She took it into her lips, slid the tip along the roof of her mouth, and her fingers toyed with the rest of the pole she couldn't get inside, played with his balls.

His mother kept her blue eyes open, staring up into his, as if she was also making a deeply moving physical contact that way, letting him see the sensuous enjoyment she was getting from sucking on his cockhead. She really knew how to do it, he thought, grinding his crotch and working his glans around her mouth, over her tongue and against the slidy heat of her inner cheeks.

But if he kept it up, he knew damned well she would make him come, and Jerry wanted to satisfy her first. She moaned and made a face when he slid his bulb from between her siphoning lips, but he drew it down between the satin heapings of her breasts, then across the trembling arch of her white belly. When he reached the sultry hairing of her pulsing mound, his mom was lifting it to him, aching for the immersion of his meat into her wetly eager snatch.

Closing about the smooth thrust of his prick, Angela's trained pussy pulled him into its flexing depths, into the greasy, thrilling hole that snugged it so well. Jerry held it shoved full length into her for a long, erotic moment, not stroking as his mom wriggled passionately upon the embedded knob. She had that very special moistness, that particular motion that seemed more sexy than any other woman could develop, and he adored the cunt he was jammed into.

Angela rode his staff with serpentine rollings of her svelte hips, with lithe and hungry pistonings of her pelvis, and Jerry saw that she was holding tightly to Debbie's hand. Forcing his stem more strongly up against his mother's clitoral hood, he pumped steadily, trying to concentrate on other things, in order to bring her to a good orgasm without going off himself.

The husband next door, he thought; the cute girl who'd probably freak right out if she could see what was happening upon this bed. If either of the remaining Carter's saw their mother-wife bare-assed and panting for him, they'd think they'd gone crazy. Or else, they'd get so hot they couldn't stand it.

Almost as hot as he was getting, he thought, and was glad when his mother shivered violently, her pussy thrumming around his sliding rod as she came in a series of twisting humps of her crotch. Jerry let his cock rest in her for awhile, scared to move for fear his semen would come leaping out before he was ready and she felt so damned good, so squishy and wiggly in the seething depths of her magic cunt.

It was several seconds before Jerry even dared to whip out his prick and lean back upon his haunches. The air cooled his feverish cock somewhat, and he saw that Debbie's eyes were fixed with fascination upon the polished, reddened knob that glistened from the warm juices of the pussy it had just left.

«I think I can make one more round,» he said, and moved over to place himself between the woman's plush, thighs. The black dewiness of her vulva shone up at him, anxious to be stretched once more by the long thickness of his swollen prick.