"Mmmmmm, good!" Margie choked, gulping down an especially thick, greasy wad. "Give us a whole gallon!" Her insides became buttery as his climax a couple of seconds later, and she felt her cunt convulses with hard, jerking spasms of release. "Ohhhhhhh… all… of it!" she begged.
The man punched the last of his load into Candy's mouth and fell back, gasping for air. And long after his pleasures had subsided, he felt her warm, sucking mouth on his dick and her eager young throat hot around his cock-head.
"Could I dip into that little pussy of yours now?" he asked Candy. "Would… you let me?"
"Let you!" Candy groaned. "I'll make you!" She got to her knees and wiggled her ass in his face. "Fuck me doggie-style! Shove it in and fuck me hard!"
Mr. Moore eyed her young cunt, his heart in his throat. Then with trembling hands, he spread her asscheeks and knelt behind her, thrusting his hips forward. When his prick scared into her tight, sucking hole, he felt his ecstasy renew itself. He leaned forward and kissed the back of her neck, his cock now hammering in wildly.
"Goddamn, it's been so long since I've had a young pussy, I'd almost forgotten what it's like," he grunted. "Baby, you don't know how an old man appreciates this!"
"And you don't know how a young girl appreciates it," Candy winced, feeling her ecstasy mount with growing intensity. "Just poke it in and ream out my little pussy!"
"Let me have a little of the action, too," Margie said, her eyes glinting with hunger. She straddled her niece, aiming her crotch toward Mr. Moore's face. "Lick me while you fuck!" she gasped.
The man shivered with excitement. Not only did he have a deliciously tight cunt wrapped around his dick, but now another hot one was staring him in the face! He placed his hands on Margie's hips and pulled the woman close.
"Shit… this is too good!" he gasped, probing his tongue inside her swollen hole. When he felt her greasy, sucking muscles constrict, drawing him further inside, he began hammering harder into Candy's cunt.
"Ah, that's right!" Margie moaned, placing her hands on his shoulders, pumping her ass back and forth. "Suck just like that, you pussy-eater! Lick my cunt to death!"
The man began chewing furiously on her pussy, curling his tongue upward, and sliding it across the top of her cunt-canal. The texture of her insides was so soft and buttery; he could feel a fine stream of juice burn over his lips, constricting the back of his throat.
"My God, this is… fantastic!" he gurgled, gliding his right hand over Candy's side. He cupped her dangling breasts, rubbing the nipples between his fingers.
When this new sensation hit her, Candy reached under and clutched the man's balls, rolling them into her wet patch of cunt-hair. When she felt the delicate throbs of his growing load, she winced with pleasure.
"Ram it in, stud!" she begged. "God, I can't take much more of this! My pussy is on fire! Slam it to me!"
She began slapping her ass back and forth, gulping his enormous cock deeply in and out of her aching, churning hole, knowing that any second she would explode with delicious warmth.
"Like this?" Mr. Moore grunted, biting down on Margie's hard, buzzing clit. He slammed into Candy's body with the strength of a young man, totally embedding his prick. "Oh, baby, like this?"
"Yes!" Candy screamed out. Massive spasms of release tore into her guts, creating a vacuum, yanking on his cock like a hungry mouth. "Just… like… oh, God! Yessssss!" she wailed, her body bucking with ecstasy.
Her orgasm only inflamed the man more. He was suddenly transformed into a literal fucking and eating machine, his tongue and cock digging and gouging savagely.
"Fuck… I don't know how much longer I'll… hold back!" he grunted loudly into Margie's cunt. "My… nuts are about to burst!"
"Go ahead!" Candy urged. "Fill me… up! God, shove it to me, you bastard!"
As she said these words, Margie screamed out wildly, her hands gripping Mr. Moore's head tightly, banging his face violently into her climaxing crotch.
"Eat me, you prick!" she shrieked. "Fuck your tongue inside me… and eatttttt!"
For Mr. Moore, this was the last straw. He couldn't have held back now if his life depended on it. Two cunts were convulsing around his tongue and cock! He felt his orgasm boil up the center of his shaft, ballooning his cock-head almost painfully.
"Now!" he winced, feeling the first of his climax spit into the back of Candy's hot, throbbing pussy. "Take… it, you little whore! God! Unh! Unh!"
For several long moments, they molded themselves together, dick in cunt, mouth over pussy-sharing, giving, and receiving. Finally, they fell apart in a heaving mass of flesh, each lost in his own world of satisfaction.
A short while later, Mr. Moore wobbled to his feet, supporting himself on the counter, his eyes on Candy's oozing cunt. He then looked over at Margie and smiled.
"Well, you passed your monthly inspection," he chuckled. "But there's only one problem."
"What's that?" Margie whispered softly.
"I'm afraid we'll have to make it a weekly inspection from now on," he answered. "Or maybe even nightly!"
"Sounds good to me," Margie replied. "What do you think, Candy?"
"Mmmmmmmm," Candy answered, lying back, her eyes glazed-over with pleasure. "Love it!"
After Mr. Moore left the library, walking like he was ten feet tall, Margie knelt beside Candy and pulled the girl to a sitting position.
"You ready to go now?" she asked. "I'm ready to… come!" Candy answered. "Then let's see if your three boys can help us out!" Margie said. "Let's go!"
CHAPTER TWELVE
Candy and her aunt walked into the bedroom and looked down at Mike's sleeping form.
"Hey, where's Lance and Chuck?" Candy asked, sitting beside him, running her fingers over his chest.
"Mmmmmm?" Mike said sleepily, his eyes fluttering open. "Oh, Lance is in the other bedroom and Chuck went out for pizza. You people don't keep anything to eat around this joint."
"Why do we need anything when we've got this?" Candy asked wickedly, placing her fingers around his limp, rubbery cock.
"Wow, I missed you," Mike said softly, pulling her over and giving her a long, lingering kiss. "Mmmmmm, so much!"
"Well, while you two get to know each other again," Margie said, leaving the room, "I'll see what's cooking with Lance. And I hope it will be my pussy!"
After she had gone, Candy quickly slipped out of her clothes and slid into bed next to Mike. As he crushed her in a powerful embrace, rubbing his cock-head around in her mound of cunt, she locked her mouth around his, thrusting her tongue in and out like a dancing snake.
"Mmmmm, I couldn't think of anything at the library tonight except this!" she gasped. "Well, almost," she added, remembering Mr. Moore's plunging dick.
"I'm glad," Mike murmured, thrusting his finger between her thighs, inching them inside her swollen pussy. "I went to sleep just so I wouldn't think of you, and you know what happened? All I did was dream about doing… this!"
As he said the words, he rolled over and parted her legs with his knees. He humped forward, spreading her crack with a brutal move, hammering the full length of his cock deeply inside.
"Ohhhhh, I'd love to have dreams like this every night!" Candy moaned, a shiver of excitement racing up and down her spine. "Fuck me, Mike! Ram it in and out, and split me wide-open!"
Mike kissed downward, across her chin, to the hollow of her throat, finally resting his mouth on her upturned tits. He took her nipples between his lips and bit down, drawing them across the roof of his mouth, and gave soft gurgling noises.
"Baby, you're so fucking sweet," he murmured, gyrating his ass, jamming the base of his cock hard into her hole. "And… so fucking tight. God, I could fuck you for a million years!"