The azure blue devil Mercedes that pulled into the parking distance in front of the old building belonged to German mark John Rowlands, who made his millions in material landed estate. The construction he was entering was one that he wanted to buy, a tiny workshop called ‘ Witches Brew Potions ’.

Mark had been buying up real the three estates draw on the street with the architectural plan of clearing the Din Land and building an office building. So far, the one holdout was the owner of this tiny shop, and after his attorney had struck out attempting to buy out the lady, Mark decided that he would try to sweet verbalise her. After all, Gospel According to Mark was well aware that he had a way with the ladies, and few could say ‘ no'when he laid on the charm.

In fact, even though gull was married, he still played the field whenever he felt he could get away with it, and he rarely had any problems picking up women. His wife Sophia had her suspicions about her husband, but she still loved him and she figured that as long as he took tending of her the way he always had, she would ignore his indiscretions.

walk through the nominal head doorway, an operating expense Alexander Graham Bell jangling, mark felt like he had walked into another humans. It was dark in the store, the office seemed to be lit by candlelight. The paries were full of hundreds of bottles of unlike sizing and vividness. Down the center of the store there was one shelving whole with shelf on both face. Everything looked either handmade or extremely old. At the far end of the storehouse was a wooden tabulator and behind that was a curtain concealing an arced doorway.

There was so much to depend at, but patsy just glanced around as he headed to the tabulator. The curtain was pushed aside as he reached the counter and a beautiful, brunette gypsy woman walked out, her large breasts were threatening to pour forth out of her low top. Mark was captivated by her sensational mantrap and for a moment, he forgot the grounds he was there.

"How can I help you sir ?"The exquisite woman asked.

"Uh, I uhmm'chump's brain was completely flustered and he couldn't talk.

"It's sanction sir,"the Romani woman said with a warm smile"you don't have to speak, I can read your eyes if you would like me to. Would you like that sir ?"

Mark was thinking in his head what he needed to say, but for some reason his oral fissure didn't seem to want to work. Without even realizing what he was doing, he nodded his head.

"Okay sir, just looking into my eyes."

That was a very sluttish thing to do. The woman's center were the deepest blue devil and when stain looked into her eyes, he felt as if he was falling into them. He could have stared into her eyes all day long and when she turned away from him, he hadn't even realized that he had been staring into her eyes for ten minutes, to him it only seemed like a few seconds.

"I believe that I know what you desire sir. Your wife is reluctant to pleasure you orally, and you would like me to remedy that. Is that discipline sir ?"

It was the unpaired thing for her to say and not at all why he had come into the shop class in the first place, but he felt himself nodding again. It was true though. Mark had been married to Sophia for five years now and he often argued with her about oral sex. He wanted it and she refused to do it.

Mark and Sophia had been married for twenty years and had one girl together. Their daughter, Sarah, was a nineteen year old lesbian and attending college a few international nautical mile away. She popped in from prison term to time to eat and do laundry, and often brought her partner Marissa with her. It pained bull's eye and Sophia to know that their daughter considered herself a tribade and they were still wannabe that it was just a phase she was going through and one day she would diminish in love with a man.

"Very well sir, you will need to come in around the counter and into the back room with me so we can get the component for your potion. Please take after me."She smiled sweetly and motioned for him to follow.

As if in a spell, Gospel According to Mark made his way around the counter and through the drape that the sexy gypsy missy held open for him. The way he entered seemed totally out of place, not because of how it was decorated, but because of its size. The room was huge. Much gravid than it could possibly be based on the tiny footprint of the store alfresco. From outside, the store looked like a small ranch style business firm and the front parting of the store appeared to be the right size, but this way seemed at leastthree times larger than was possible.

"The potion that I am going to mix will urinate your married woman thirst your seminal fluid sir. She will chance that she needs to throw a appreciation of your ejaculate every day or else she will have some unpleasant face force. I will mix the element first, then add them to your wife's favorite desert. What is her preferent desert sir ?"

walk two footprint behind, Mark was transfixed with the lot of the young Romany ass. It seemed as if her entire body had him mesmerized. He heard her question and had to really concentrate to find an answer for her in his addle brain."Uhmm, she uh ... she likes apple pie. It's her favorite."

"orchard apple tree pie, how quaint. You are in portion sir, I just so happen to deliver an orchard apple tree pie and all I need to do is add the exceptional ingredient. Do you be intimate what the special ingredient is sir ? It is cum ... your semen. You'll pauperization to uncase sir, so I can lead off to express the proper amount of money of semen."

"You ahh, you want me to ... you want ..."sucker was struggling because she had reached over and was stroking his member through his pant, and he was uncomfortably hard.

"Take these off sir."The sexy woman whispered into Mark's ear while tugging at his belt. Her lips, hot, damp and easygoing brushed against his neck and he shivered, his desire at a febricity auction pitch. His hands went to work out, seemingly with a mind of their own, undoing his belt, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants until they slid down his legs and pooled around his stifle. His underclothing strained to maintain in his puff up manhood.

The Gypsy woman helped mark maltreat out of his pants and yanked his underwear down, letting his seven inch member spring free. It stuck straight out at a mellow than ninety grade angle. She grinned slyly and wrapped her slender fingers around it, feeling it surge in her grasp. Slowly, she slid down until she was kneeling in figurehead of him and in one movement she swallowed the integral duration, planting her thick lips against his pelvis.

Mark sucked in a deep hint as he felt the most unbelievable adept. It was the most intense deep pharynx blow job that he ever received and within sec, he felt like he was going to cum. His oral cavity dropped open and he wailed"OHHHHHHHHGGGODDDDD I'M GON NA CUMMMMM !"
He was certain that he was past the spot of no return when he felt her hand grip the base of his shaft tightly and he couldn't cum. He was still on the scepter, but she had effectively stopped his orgasm from coming.

The next thing Mark knew, she had pulled her mouth off his cock and stood up while still gripping his putz tightly. His eyes bulged upon seeing her fully naked and he wondered how she had undressed so quickly. Her nude body was a imagination of perfection and he allowed her to result him over to an old cot up against the back bulwark. She had him lay down on his back before straddling him and guiding his ridged puppet deep into her snug vagina.

Mark groaned when she released the base of his cock and sat down fully on him. His urge to cum had diminished. She sat still on him just staring down into his eyes and then began to use her inner muscles to embrace and unloosen over and over. To patsy, it felt as if she was sliding up and down on his manhood, but she wasn't moving her body. He felt the urge to cum again, but just when the feeling reached the vital point, her pussy clamped down topnotch tight and held, once again keeping him from cumming.

"OHHHHSHITTT Let me cum pleeeasee."He whined as the frustration built.

"Almost there sir, just ask the ripe amount of semen."She said, her vocalism sounding heavenly.

When his pauperism to cum had passed again, the brunet goddess began working her pussycat muscles again, giving him the sensation that she was sliding up and down. This time though, she leaned forward and placed a plump, set up nipple into his sassing and said"Suck it sir, drink it all down."

Mark's mouth clamped down on her nipple and he sucked. A cloudburst of hot liquid sprayed into his sass and his center popped open wide again. The liquidness was gratifying and when he swallowed it down, he felt a lovingness flowing into his abdomen. This was improper somehow, but he was unable to stop himself from drinking in her sum and it was making him more light with each swallow.

This time, when crisscross felt his orgasm fast approaching, he looked up into her eyes and she said to him"Go ahead, make full my pussy with your cum. You are ready now."

Mark was confused because she had told him that she needed his ejaculate for an ingredient in the orchard apple tree pie, but now she wanted him to cum inside her. It didn't make any common sense to him but at this full point he was too far gone to care and with a loud groan around a mouthful of milky tit, Mark exploded with the most intense, draining coming he ever felt. Every parting of his body, from his nose to his toes, felt like it was cumming. He was screaming in agonizing pleasure while both brown nipples of the exquisite gypsy woman squirted a seeming ageless spray of milky liquid.

The coming was so vivid that when it was finally over, bull's eye was completely worn out. All of his energy had been spent and he was unable to even snarf his head off the cot. He watched with heavy lidded eyes as the beauty climbed off him and walked over to a icebox that he hadn't even seen before. It was a tiny one, like college bookman typically use in a dorm, and from it she pulled out an orchard apple tree pie.

He watched the sultry dame carry the pie to a footstool and set it down. From there she straddled the low footstool and lowered her bare kitty down until it was just above the pie. chump was transfixed and disgusted by what she did next. He could see her bearing down, as if she was meaning and pushing out a babe, and a big blob of cum, his cum, dripped out and landed in the centerfield of the pie.

It was as if he was driving by a gearing crash with multiple fatal accident, it was disturbing and revolting but he couldn't look away. The first dollop of whitish cream was followed by several more, way more than Mark even expected, and at the end there was a funny farting haphazardness as she pushed out the last vestiges of their shuffle fluids. The last thing he saw before his middle closed was her wiping her pussy with her finger and putting those digit into her backtalk to lick the mess off.

-- -

When Mark opened his center again, he was standing out in the other way again at the rejoinder and there was an open box in front of him with a gross looking apple pie inside. Behind the counter was an old decrepit looking woman with wrinkles on her wrinkles. She looked to be not a day one-time than one hundred and twenty class old.

The old woman was talking, her voice sounding like the part of a womb-to-tomb smoker, and indeed Deutschmark noticed a foresighted black and aureate cigarette bearer with a burning cigarette smoldering away in an ashtray on the tabulator. The ashtray was overflowing with burned out goat. Mark tried to listen to what she said as he looked down to see if he was dressed ( he was ), for the utmost affair he remembered was lying on the cot fully naked while the gorgeous gypsy emptied herself of all his juices.

"The pie will do the trick,"she was saying"making anyone who eats it addicted to your sperm. One piece is adequate to end a few sidereal day if that is all she eats. If you want it to cobbler's last forever though, the unit pie must be eaten. When the whole pie has been consumed, the turn will be permanent."

mug was looking around the shop, hoping to catch a glimpse of the stunningly sexy fair sex whom he had fucked, but he didn't see her anywhere."Where is ..."he began, before realizing that he didn't know her name"the young woman who was here former ?"he finished.

The old woman who stood hunched over looked up into Mark's eyes and her face seemed to split in two as she smiled. It was the most horrendous looking grinning that target had ever seen. Her dentition, what was left of them anyway, were as black as coal, and Mark could see the deep-set depressions in her diseased gums from past teeth that were now just a memory. As bad as that looked, it couldn't compare with the serpent like tongue that curled around in her septic pit of a mouth.

"I'm the only one here sir."She replied and placed her bony hand over his hand on the sideboard, causing him to throb. He wanted to change by reversal and run from the computer memory screaming in revulsion, but his legs wouldn't motion for some reason."The pie is fifty dollars sir, and I know that you will agree that it is Worth every penny."

Pulling his helping hand away from her, Mark dug into his pouch for his wallet and, with shaking handwriting, delivered a 50 dollar mark bill onto the retort. He grabbed the box, mumbled a low ‘ Thank you'and hurried out of the shop, his ramification suddenly in a hurry to get the rest of him as far away from the old hag as possible. As he rushed to the door, the old woman was laughing, or more like cackling, making the whisker on his blazon stand up straight.

-- -

On the drive home score wondered if what had happened was a pipe dream. It had definitely felt dream like, but it had also felt so actual, that he wasn't sure. It seemed like such a preposterous thing though and the more his mind replayed the events of the day, the more he convinced himself that he must take in hallucinated most of it. Of course he still had the Malus pumila pie beside him on the nates, but it looked too gross to have been through what he thought he saw happen.

Pulling up to a red Light Within, soft touch picked up the box and opened it just a crack. He stuck his nozzle in and smelled it, thinking that if it really was full of his cum it would smell as strong as his cum, which had a very inviolable odor to it. The exclusively thing he smelled at all was orchard apple tree pie, and he was surprised when his venter growled at the smell.

Setting the box back on the passengers tush, St. Mark slid his hand down the front of his pants and grabbed his penis. It was wet and sticky and when he pulled his hand back out of his waistband, his nose was assaulted by the substantial, manifest odour of intimate coitus. It couldn't have been a dream, but it was too weird to cause been real.

When he pulled into his driveway ten mo later, Mark took a deep breather before grabbing the pie and heading into the menage. He was still flip flopping back and forth on whether or not things had really happened like he remembered. He entertained the intellection that maybe he had been drugged and led to believe that thing went down like that, but that didn't explain why his stopcock smelled like sex.

When Mark walked into the business firm he called out to his wife Sophia"Honey ... are you here ?"He was peeking into the living way when she came around the turning point from the kitchen.

"Hey babe'She smiled, looking down at the box he was carrying she said ‘ What's that ?"

"I grabbed a surprisal for you dear.'Mark answered and opened the box wide enough so she could see what was inside. ‘ I got you a pie. It's apple."

Sophia peered into the cardboard box and exclaimed"Mmmm that smells heavenly. What's the occasion ?"

marking shrugged his shoulder joint and said"There is none, I just thought you would revel it, but you have to promise to not percentage it with anyone. I bought it for you and you alone."He smiled lazily and winked before adding"Of course if you want to make it up to me, I'm sure we can figure something out."He leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

Sophia pulled back, rolled her eyes in an overstate sarcastic way and said"Ohhh ... so that explains it. Your trying to bribe me so I'll want to sleep with you. That's pretty low you know."

Mark tilted his read/write head to the English like a puppy looking at its master and asked"Is it working at all ?"

Sighing deeply and furrowing her hilltop, Sophia replied"Maybe ... I guess it depends on how good this pie is."She took the box from Mark and said"I'm going to try it properly now."

Sophia carried the box into the kitchen and asked"Do you want a piece love ? ”, as she opened the box and picked up a knife to cut it.

"No thanks dear, I told you that it is all for you."

As she slid the knife through the meat cutting the pie in half before taking out one fade, she remarked"Your not trying to poison me or something are you ?"

"Ha ha very funny."home run answered. He was worried right now that she would prick into it and rule it full of cum. He could envision her in his mind taking a big chomp, chewing for a few second gear, then spitting it out and gagging on the maculate mix. But when she put a forkful in her mouth and started to chew, her eyes closed dreamily, she exhaled loudly and chewed very slowly as she ‘ Mmmmm'ed'until she swallowed.

“"Where did you get this pie ? It is fucking fantastic."Sophia said before taking an even larger second bite.

"I can't narrate you all my secrets dear, or else I would suffer to vote out you."Gospel According to Mark said while using a fearsome Russian stress, which made his wife chortle around a mouthful of pie.

Mark picked up the newspaper and pretended to read it as he watched his still sexy wife devour the gash of pie and quickly cut a s piece. She was a natural beauty who took tending of her body and she had passed on her superscript factor to her daughter Sarah.

When Sophia finished the moment piece, crisscross put the paper down and said"Well, I really should go ask a shower."He stood up, walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead."gladiola you enjoyed the pie hon."He said before walking out and heading toward the bedroom to get some different clothes.

It was simply an apple pie, Mark thought as he walked into his bedroom chuckling. He had paid 50 dollars for that pie and he was well aware that he had been played, but his memories were worth ten multiplication that amount, even if those memories were false memories. The gypsy must have run a scam on him and he fell for it, but there was no impairment down. He would pass water another misstep there, probably tomorrow, and this clock time he would be all business.

German mark collected his clothes, comfortable apparel to slow down in for the rest of the afternoon, and turned to enter the master bathroom. Sophia was standing at the doorway and startled him, he hadn't heard her enter the room.

"Oh shit hon, you jumped me."he said, then saw the looking in her eyes, which was what could only be described as ‘ hungry ’.

She closed the distance between them without a Holy Writ and attached her mouthpiece to his, driving her tongue between his mouth and wrapping her arms tightly around his ass and grinding her consistence against his.

Even though marker had just recently experienced the most mind blowing sex ever, his phallus still expanded rapidly. He wasn't too surprised at his wife's legal action because she occasionally became strong-growing with him when she wanted sex, but still he wondered. His wondering was put to repose a import later when she pulled back and breathlessly whispered"Oh God, I think I want to suck your cock."

At for the first time Mark thought that he had misheard her, or maybe that she was just joking, she did occasionally have a fell sense of humor, but when she backed up a step and began working on removing his pants, his breath caught in his throat.

The sudden fruition came to him that his penis was still covered in sex slime, and he quickly pulled her hands away saying"Ah hon wait, you should let me shower bath first, I'm kind of sweaty you know. I'll be really quick."

But Sophia kept moving forward and said"No, I want you now. I want you ... dirty."She had backed him up against the dresser and was back at his fly, her hands working feverishly.

"Uh wait hon I uh, I have to need a piss first."He was grasping now, looking for any reason to get away by himself so he could clean up, but it wasn't working.

"Oh please, you are so hard right now, you couldn't weewee if you tried."She said as she finally got his pants open. In one fell swoop, she yanked both his pants and underwear to the flooring, his stopcock flopped out fully tumid and nearly bopped her on the head.

"Sophia wait !"St. Mark complained, but he watched helplessly as his pin-up wife moved her look up close to his erection and smelled the thick heady scent of his cum dried penis. He was sure that she would displume away in disgust and start screaming any second now. His mind flashed through divorce proceedings and alimony, pile of alimony. He had been caught red handed after all.

Imagine Mark's surprise when his sexy Young wife, who had up til now refused to put her face any where near his penis, was now sliding her nozzle up and down his length, smelling each and every column inch, and moaning the unscathed sentence. He even heard her mumbling under her breathing place"Oh fuck it smells so fucking good."

He watched her in awe, amazed that she seemed so excited. How could she not reek the aroma of pussy and cum, he wondered, when he could sense it from way up here. Then he saw her lingua come out and lick the undersurface from his nut paper bag to the mind, before engulfing the head and the 1st two column inch into her sassing.

It was happening. The pie worked, just like the Rommany had promised. So it had all been material after all. Mark was in heaven watching his wife suck him, and now he knew that when Sophia finished the pie, she would forever be addicted to sucking his pecker and eating his cum. As much as she had enjoyed the pie, and she had seemed like she was nearly orgasmic while she ate it, he figured that it wouldn't take long for her to finish eating the rest of it.

Now, watching her suck him off for the very first time, marking could order that Sophia really was getting off while she sucked him. Her pelvis were gyrating and her skin was flushed. Her fingers clutched his ass cheeks and she was grunting and moaning and trembling. She was on the threshold of cumming without even touching herself. If chump hadn't just recently experienced the most enfeeble sexual climax of his lifetime, he probably would get been ready to cum himself, but he knew it would take a while.

For the next fifteen minutes, Sophia worked tirelessly, trying everything she could think of to get her husband to cum in her mouth, but, although what she was doing felt grand, he was still far from cumming.

Finally, her jaw aching from so much sucking, Sophia pulled back and said"Does it sense okay dearest ?"

"Yeah of course. It feels marvellous babe."Mark answered.

"I think that I want you to cum in my mouth. I know it heavy uncanny but, for some reason, I just want to try it. The only problem is that my jaw is killing me. How can I get you to cum quicker ?"

There were two things that Sophia had never allowed sign to do with her, one was oral sex, and the other was anal sex. Deutschmark often thought that he never would have married her if he had known how often of a prude she was, but then the fact that she refused to have sex with him before they were married should deliver tipped him off. She might have been young, but her thinker was old school.

Now that marker was getting his puritan wife to fellate his shaft and swallow his cum, he thought that he could use that to his advantage to finally break her anal cerise. After deliberate consideration he said"I'm sorry honey, I know that you are trying your good, and I do revalue it, but I've just got so often on my intellect lately, I can't seem to unlax and allow myself to cum. I think we are going to have to terminate and try again later."

The facial expression in Sophia's oculus was one of desperation and she shook her oral sex and said"But home run, I really want this now. Maybe I just need to try harder."

"It feels really sound but I just don't think that it is going to work right now ... unless ... no, forget it."

"Unless what ? Please tell me. What can I do ?"

"fountainhead, I've got to admit that your offset attempt at a blowjob is variety of ... well, I know you are trying, but it needs work. I just don't think that you are good enough yet to get me to cum."

"So what if you just fuck me like regular, but pull out when you cum and put it in my mouth."

"wellspring, that might work, but I think I might even demand more than that today."

"What do you need then ?"

There was one thing about Sophia when it came to sex and that was that she was very naive. Mark had always looked at her naivety as a burden, and that was one ground why he went elsewhere for sex. But now there was a fortune he could use her ignorance to his advantage and he was going to try.

"I might call for to try something new and new, you know, to get the juices flowing. I was thinking maybe anal sex."He tried to look as sincere as possible while he said this.

"Oh ! You want to put it in my prat ? ! ? I can't do that Mark."

"Why not ? You always told me that you couldn't suck me either, but now you are doing just that, and you want to swallow my sperm. You seem to like it a lot. So what if you try anal sex, just once, and make you don't like it ? Then you never do it again. No hurt done. But if you do like it ... think of how much fun we can have. And I promise to go tiresome and be extra careful. In fact, you can even be on top, that way you can control everything."

Sophia seemed to consider it for a few here and now before saying"But I want to drink your cum. How can I do that if ... that's just gross."

Mark sighed loudly, then said"Yeah your rightfield. Well facial expression, I'm going to consider a shower, and if you still want it in the morning we can try again."He stepped out of his trouser and walked around her, heading to the bathroom.

After score's showered and dried himself with an over sized towel, he wrapped it around his waistline and walked back into the bedroom, where he stopped in his tracks when he saw his married woman. She was kneeling naked on the bed with her ass pointed directly at him. Her face was on the bed and her legs were counterpane wide of the mark. When she heard him walk into the way, she looked back and said"I found this."and held up a condom. Then she said"Please be docile with me."

Dropping the towel to the floor, crisscross moved to the bed and noticed the feeding bottle of lube was between her legs. Like nearly guy wire, he hated condoms, but he could see how hard Sophia was trying, so he lubed his stopcock, tore outdoors the condom and rolled it on while she watched. Then, he moved behind her where she couldn't see, and yanked it off. It slid off easily with the lube and he balled it up and tossed it behind him on the floor. His first anal retentive sex with his wife was going to be bareback.

He put his hands on her ass nerve and pulled them open, looking at her anus."Honey, I want you to close your eyes, take a deep breath and slowly let it out. I'm going to avail loosen you up, so it won't hurt when I put it in. Just relax and try to bask this babe."

scar put a hand on her lower binding and pushed down, causing her ass to tip up, then he squirted a large dollop of lubricating substance between her cheeks. Using his free hand, he started rubbing up and down over her anus, not trying to agitate his finger inside yet, just rubbing all around. After a few transactions of friction, her sphincter was noticeably loosening and allowing the tip of his finger to slide in.

As stain continued to rub, Sophia began to moan. Her outer sphincter had loosened up decent to skid two or three finger in easily, but her inner sphincter would require much more coaxing in edict to relax it. He poured more lube down the shot of her ass and slid just the tip of his pointer fingerbreadth into the tight ring of her inner sphincter. Feeling her flinch, he stopped pushing and just let his finger sit there while his former fingerbreadth rubbed gently on the outside, her opening tightening and releasing over and over.

About a minute of arc later, Mark started wiggling the finger that was still in the fast vise like bag of her inner sphincter, and her felt that also begin to tease. He could hear Sophia's uneven breathing and hear her casual moan and he knew that this was getting to her.

Soon, Mark was able-bodied to slide two more finger past her s sphincter and mold them in and out. A flash moan from his married woman alerted him to the fact that she was ready for the next step, and he used his dislodge hand to pour more lubricator on his raging putz.

Stroking himself with his loose hand, Deutschmark pushed the three digit of his other hand in as deep as they could possibly go and his wife made a ‘ UUUUUMMMMMM'sound. He slid the finger out and placed the head of his swollen prick up to her hole, which, for the import was still wide open. His cock head was larger than the opening move, but he didn't wait for it to close. With a slow but steadily push forward, Mark slid his aching putz into his wife's furnace hot asshole.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHSSSHHHIIITTTTT ! !"Sophia exclaimed as the thick rod slid into her almost individual opening."OH dearest IT'S TOO BIG ! ! !"She squealed, but marker kept pushing slowly forward until his big hairy balls flattened up against her wet quim."OOOOOHHHHHHSSTTOOOPP ! !"She yelped, her workforce balled up into fists clutching the blankets and her toes curled up tight, causing the underside of her base to wrinkle up.

Buried to the hilt in his wife's voiced anal retentive transition, bell ringer held himself perfectly still except for his paw which were rubbing her back."Just relax love, it's all the way in."He tensed himself, causing his shaft to bounce inside her and she moaned again.

"Oh God, it's so big Mark, I don't know if I can do it !"Sophia wailed.

"Your doing fine babe, just breath. It feels so nice, it won't take me long to cum."

At that, Sophia groaned and said"Can you rive out and subscribe off the prophylactic before you cum. I want it in my backtalk so bad, I need it."She was whimpering like a little girl getting a spanking, and her face was a mask of pleasance and pain.

"I know hon, get ready."With that, Mark slid himself all the way back until just the head of his penis was still in the taut ring of her ass, and after a moment hesitation, he slammed himself forward, slapping his balls against her diffused pussy.

"HHHHNNNNGGGGG"Sophia grunted out loud from the first arduous drive, then she began a"Huh huh huh huh huh huh"as he commenced to pounding away into her ass. When he first entered her, she was indisputable that she wouldn't enjoy it. It felt like there was a bowling pin shoved in there and it was very uncomfortable. But something happened as he began to pump in and out, it started to feel upright, real good. It was a shock to her but she went with it.

There was no question in fool's head of whether it felt good or not, this was the fuddled fuck he ever had, and he was loving every thrust. He reached a helping hand under his nut sack and slipped two fingers into her crafty slit. He was so shudder with the fact that he was fucking his tight-laced wife in the ass and was about to shoot a load down her pharynx that he knew he wouldn't last long.

"Oh shhhhit hon, rub my clitty please. I want to cum so bad."Sophia moaned, and Mark didn't disappoint. Her clitoris was swollen and he found it easily, catching it between his low gear two finger's breadth and squeezing it. They were both on the scepter of cumming, and when he pinched her bang button, she squealed in delight.

"OOOOHHHHHHHH I'M CUMMMMMMINNNGGG ! ! !"Sophia wailed as her coming took over.

Saint Mark felt her anus tighten up over and over again around the alkali of his cock. It was so tight that it felt like it was going to squeeze his cock off, but it was so trade good. He had to stop poking and keep on while Sophia bounced through her climax and he very nearly started shooting his germ deep into her intestine, but somehow managed to hold it back until she calmed down a bit.

When Sophia's climax was abating, her ass muscularity clamped down one more time and Mark felt the unmistakable, uncontrollable feeling Begin."I'm cumming !"he announced, quickly pulling his cock from his wife's rectum. He didn't have clip to wipe it clean, but he didn't see anything on it except cleared lubricator, so he clamped his hand around it and his thumb over the hole, while his married woman hurriedly spun herself around.

Having just experienced her very first off anal orgasm, Sophia would own liked to savor in the endorphins and bask the instant for what it was, but when she heard Mark say that he was cumming, she became a woman possessed and in a flash had spun around. She knew meter was of the essence so she pulled Saint Mark's hand away and caught the school principal of his putz in her lips just as the first blast of hot cum spurted from the tip.

Mark looked down at his hot wife as she put the head of his tool in her mouth. The fact that it had just been cryptical in her anus seemingly not a job for her. He felt the first shots of his cum squirt out and heard his wife moan. Her eyes opened and looked up into his heart, then they rolled up into her head as she started to orgasm again. This wasn't any ordinary climax from her either, it was so potent that she began squirting a powerful flak of lady friend cum from her unmoved pussy. Mark grabbed her head and shoved his cock to the vertebral column of her throat, holding himself there while he continued shooting sperm.

Sophia had no estimate why she wanted ( needed ) to swallow her husbands sperm cell. She had ate the pie, it was so unspoiled, and when she finished it, she had a sight of her husbands penis in her mouth. Only it wasn't just a vision because her pussy had started to throb with the visual sense. She tried to put the thinking out of her head, after all, she had never had the urge to do that, but her judgement kept returning to the vision and her pussy wouldn't stop throbbing. Each time she pictured herself sucking him, she became more sour on until she had to see what it was like.

When she started to suck up him, Sophia became even more turned on if that was potential, and her sight became him shooting his load down her pharynx. She had smelled his sperm before and had hated the olfactory modality. The view of swallowing it would hold turned her stomach before, but now it seemed like the right matter to do, and she was going to do it.

Then, Mark had surprised her by telling her he wanted to put it in her butt first. That should have been the end of the discussion because she had no desire to do anal sex, and she told him no. She even tried to put it out of her mind and go about her housework, but the visions kept returning. Then she remembered that there were some condoms in the drawer and decided that maybe she could handle anal if it meant she could get what she wanted ( needed ), so she agreed to try it.

The shocking thing was how safe her married man cock felt inside her mother fucker. So honorable that she had an orgasm that was unlike any orgasm she ever had before and for just a minute she wasn't thinking about swallowing his sperm. But when her orgasm died down, and Mark said he was cumming, the craving was back worse than ever and she quickly spun around and sucked the head into her mouth.

What she wasn't expecting was her physical structure chemical reaction to the first-class honours degree shot of his cum. Having just experienced a powerful orgasm, she never should experience been capable to cum again so soon, but the second the sperm cell hit her tongue, her pussy exploded in a forceful climax. The pleasure was so intense that she lost ascendancy of her body and nothing mattered anymore. She was dimly aware of liquid spraying her calves and feet, and she never even realized that Mark had shoved his intumesce cock oceanic abyss into her mouth, blocking her airway as shot after nip of his sperm was blasted right down her throat.

Even though his orgasm was going on, scrape was still watching his wife. She was trembling like a leaf in a windstorm, and her pussy was gushing, something he had never seen her do before. He had seen woman squirt before in porn videos, but he often wondered if it was real, now he knew it was real.

When brand's orgasm finished his shaft became over sensitive and he pulled out of Sophia's lip, but she continued to didder and her pussy sprayed three more than times before she collapsed on the bed. It scared him at first because he thought that she had a seizure or something, and he got down to see if she was still breathing. She was of path, but she was unconscious mind, and her fount was frozen in a mask of stark bliss.

Mark looked down at his shrinking cock and saw a drop of albumen cum on the head. He placed the tip of his penis in Sophia's open mouth and wiped the drop on her tongue. She moaned and he saw her thighs clench again as if she was having another mini cum. He moved around the bed and looked at her pussy. She was lying on her side of meat with her legs pulled up and her knees folded so he could clearly see that her pussy lips were swollen, and the smell of sex was so powerful it was nearly overwhelming.

The bed was soaked from where she had sprayed so a lot fluid and he knew that the recollective the cover were on it, the more it would soak into the mattress. He pulled up the cover on one position, then rolled his wife over until he could pull the blankets off. She was starting to wake up as he yanked the tack out from under her, but she was unaware of what was going on still.

Mark checked the wet spot on the mattress and found that it wasn't that bad, he had stripped the bed straightaway enough after all, then he went back to Sophia's side. She was coming to finally and although her center were still having trouble focusing, she was trying to get up.

"Wh ... what happened ?"she asked."W was I sleeping ?"

"You passed out dear, when you came."score answered.

"Ohhhh yeah I came sooo so good ... what happened to me Mark ? I ... I'm not like that. That's not me. Am I ghastly ?"

"No honey, your not upchuck. You just decided to try something new and you liked it."

"Oh my god, I was sooo slutty. I'm not a trollop, I'm not like that. Why did I ..."She was babbling and Mark leaned down close to her and whispered in her ear"Just take a nap hon. Just close your eyes and sleep."And she did just that.

Mark found a cover in the closet and threw it over the bed and his sleeping wife, then went to the bath to piss and to wash his penis. Afterward, he walked back into the bedroom and decided that he too could use some sleep. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was only 5:30. He thought a yoke hours of kip wouldn't hurt, then he would get some dinner and relax for the evening. Laying down under the cover, St. Mark drifted off to sleep and didn't wake back up until midnight.


-- -

Deutsche Mark's belly was growling when he woke up at 12:03 AM. He looked over to his married woman and saw that she was still sound asleep. He watched her chest rising and falling in the moonlight through the open blinds. She seemed so peaceful so he carefully crawled out of bed and made his way downstairs to the kitchen where he nuked some leftover in the microwave and sat down in front of the TV to eat.

The TV was on some activeness movie with gun for hire and gangsters and damsels in suffering, but target's mind was on what happened earlier. It all seemed like a pipe dream now, a very vivid, vivid, insane dream, but surely it was too outlandish to be real. But he knew that it was real, unless of course of instruction he was in a comatoseness in a infirmary somewhere and all of this was some hallucination. If it was a dream though, he didn't want it to end.

Before he knew it, it was 3:00 AM and scratch could feel himself drifting, so he got up, went to the kitchen to ask care of his photographic plate, and checked the fridge to constitute for certain the pie was still there, it was. Then he made his way back upstairs and went to bed, falling asleep almost as soon as his fountainhead hit the pillow.

He didn't wake up again until 10:00AM and was surprised that Sophia hadn't woke him earlier considering that she wasn't in bed anymore. He got up and threw his robe on, and after a piss and splashing some water on his facial expression, he headed downstairs.

He heard voices coming from the kitchen and recognized his daughters and Sophia's voices, and his heart skipped a beat when he heard a 3rd female person phonation saying"Mrs. Stanley you were right, this is the best apple pie I've ever ate."

Mark hurried down the last three steps and around the corner to the kitchen where his married woman, daughter, and her lesbian lady friend were all seated around the island with empty plates in battlefront of them. The color drained from his facial expression when he saw the empty pie box crushed directly in the trash.

"Daddy ! ! !"Sarah yelled when she saw him standing in the doorway. She jumped off the high bar stool and rushed around the island to him where she threw her limb around him in a big bear hug."I missed you so much."She said, kissing him on his unshaven cheek. Before she pulled away from him, he thought he felt her push her pelvic arch against his penis. It was almost unperceivable, and he wouldn't have thought twice about it normally.

Sarah pulled away from him and looked at him with a bear on tone"Do you feel okay Dad ? You look terribly picket. Are you feverous ?"She put her hand up on his brow, but score was still in shock. He wasn't feverish, he was freaking out.

It took Mark a few seconds to clear his brainpower enough to answer"Uh I'm finely honey, I'm just surprised to see you. You and Marissa. I didn't know you were coming to visit."He felt a sickness in the pit of his belly, but it wasn't caused by a virus.

"I thought it would be a nice surprise honey."Sophia said."She called yesterday and asked if they could get along for the long weekend. I said it would be a big surprisal. Aren't you glad ?"

"Uh yeah, yeah of course I happy to see you. Marissa, it's good to see you to. How is your family ?"

"They are good Mr. S. thanks for asking."

"Call me sign hon."Mark was making small talk but his mind was plotting his day. He needed to get back to the shop class as soon as potential, before his daughter and her girl started having visions like Sophia did hold out night. It might already be too late, after all, it worked pretty quickly on his wife terminal night."Look, I do want to spend some metre with you, both of you, but I need to take care of some business first. I should be back by early this afternoon and we can do something."

"Sure thing dad, it will give us a luck to get settled in and showered. Oh, and if you can grab another one of those Malus pumila Proto-Indo European when you are out, you should. That one was so estimable that we polished it off for breakfast."

"I'll see what I can do hon. I'm going to go get dressed and head out."Mark headed back upstair taking them two at a clip and rushed around getting dressed. As he was buttoning up his shirt, he felt mortal behind him and turned around to see that Marissa was standing in the threshold. She had a distraught flavor on her face.

"Marissa, are you alright ?"Mark asked, afraid of what her response would be.

"I ... I'm looking for the bathroom."She answered.

"Down the hall, first gear doorway on the left."home run directed, turning back toward the mirror to end up buttoning. He could see from her reflection in the mirror that she was still standing in the doorway."Is there anything else you need Marissa ?"He asked, his voice cracking.

For a few instant there was no result, then she said"Ahh I ... no that's all."and she quickly rushed down the hall to the bathroom.

print knew that he needed to go out quickly before matter got out of hired man, so he didn't pain in the neck with a tie, instead he just threw on his suit crown and ran his hired hand through his hair. This wasn't going to be a normal business concern run anyway, so he wasn't worried about that.

As home run hurried out into the hallway, he literally ran right into his daughter Sarah."Oh I'm sorry dear, are you alright ?"He asked, holding her arm. He noticed that she looked at him suspicious, just like Marissa had moments ago.

Marissa looked down at his hand holding her arm, then her eyes went to the social movement of his knickers, and she squeezed her legs together as a spasm shot through her pussy. It wasn't quite the Saami spasm as an orgasm, but it was heavily to ignore. Her back talk was suddenly watering and her stifle felt weak. Her thinker was picturing her on her knees with her Father of the Church cock in her mouth and she didn't know why.

Just then, the toilet door opened and Marissa stepped out into the hallway. Sarah pulled her attention away from her fathers pants and moved around him without saying a Scripture. She grabbed Marissa's arm and led her into the bare chamber, closing the door behind her.

fool exhaled loudly and rushed down the stairs. He didn't layover at the kitchen to severalize his married woman he was leaving, he just headed for the front door.

Fifteen minutes later, he parked in the same parking smear as he did the day before, although this time his car was crooked in the space, and hurried inside. This time he didn't take time to retard out the computer storage upon entering, he headed directly to the counter and rang the toll six times. He waited about three seconds then rang the bell respective more times, until the curtain was pushed aside and the beautiful itinerant woman stepped up behind the counter.

"Hello again sir. How can I help you today ?"She asked.

"I've got big problem madam. I need the antidote for that pie you gave me, and I need it decent now."

"Antidote. I'm afraid that I don't understand sir."

Mark could feel his roue pressure spiking as his anger rose."aspect, I need something, a enchantment or a friggin'potion or whatever the hell you call it, to reverse the effects of the apple pie that you gave me yesterday."

"Has your married woman wipe out all the pie already sir ?"

"Yes no no she ate some yes, but then my girl and her girl came home base and ate some and ..."

"Oh my, did they eat the integral pie sir ?"

"Yes yes it's all gone. What does it weigh ? Just make me something to fix this hole. Please"

"I'm sorry sir. It is impossible."

"What do entail it is impossible ? I told you that my fucking daughter ate the pie, and her girlfriend. You have to avail me."soft touch felt like he was going to pass off out.

"Sir, looking into my eyes sir."She put her hand on his cheek and his heart met hers, her beautiful eyes, her deeply, sensuous, aphrodisiacal eyes, and he was lost in those eyes. His heart slowed down and his stress seeped away. The tautness in his brawniness vanished and he suddenly felt relaxed and at repose again.

When they finally broke eye contact, the sexy gypsy said"I can see that this is very stressful for you sir, but you must recognize that what is done is done. Your daughter, her friend, and your wife have all eaten the pie, therefore, they all will ask to drink your seed once a day from now on or ..."

"Or what ? What will fall out if they don't ?"Mark said. He had calmed down a lot, but was still upset.

"They will ache greatly sir. You can not allow them to suffer."

"Alright, so what if I masturbate into a deoxyephedrine and mix it with their food, like you did with the pie ?"

"I'm afraid that won't work sir, they all need your cum directly from you, and they all need the full quantity, or they will not be satisfied."

Mark leaned in close and grabbed her hand. speech production in a hushed tone he said"I can not give up my girl to ... to suck up my ... Jesus I can't even say it. She's my daughter for Christ sakes."

"Your girl is how old sir ?"

"19"

"Then she is not nonaged sir, and she needs you now more than ever."

"But it's incest and it's fucking wrong. count, there must be something, some way you can avail. I can't go home and"lowered his part to a whisper again as if individual else was in the position"I can't go home and have sex with my daughter."

"Do you have intercourse your girl sir ?"

"What kind of question is that ? Of class I love my daughter, but I don't want to give birth sex with her. My God what will my wife think ? She'll leave me for trusted, probably squall the police to."

"Your wife ate the pie also sir, she will only wish about getting her daily fix. In fact all three cleaning lady who ate the pie will only be sexually satisfied by your semen. Only by swallowing your semen."

fall guy thought about how vivid his wife came when he shot into her sassing and a visual sense of his daughter doing the like crossed his judgement causing him to shudder."My daughter is a ... a lesbian, and her friend is her lover."

The gypsy woman brushed her prospicient hair away from her fount and said"I suppose that I can make you something that will appropriate them to still pleasure each other and you will need a boost most potential. Having one woman addicted to your sperm is okay, having three will drain you much too quickly. You should get out back with me to get a potion to aid you stay strong."

This was all way too much for scrape to contain in. He could see his whole spirit falling apart, his wife, his daughter, both hating him but needing him and there was cypher he could do about it. He felt like he was going to be sick. He backed up a couple footstep and bumped into the ledge behind him, then, as the gypsy began to address again, he turned and ran out into the sun, bending at the waist and sucking in keen breath of fresh air, his tum threatening to regurgitate all the leftovers he ate at midnight.

He contemplated not even going home, just getting in his car and driving away, never to hark back, but the words of the itinerant kept rattling around in his head. They would all suffer if he didn't hold them what they needed, and he couldn't live with himself knowing that his slight young lady was suffering and he had the cure within him. In the end he drove back home to face the music.

-- -

Walking into his business firm, Mark didn't know what to require, but what he found was way More than he bargained for. There was nobody in the kitchen or aliveness room. Mark's office was abandon too, but he could hear racket upstairs so he took a deep intimation and headed up.

He stopped at his room first and set up his wife masturbating on their bed. Her middle were fill up and her hand was busily rubbing away at her cunt. She was moaning and crying. He stepped back out into the hallway and made his way to the spare way that his daughter and her girlfriend were using.

The door was closed, but not besotted and as he peered through the sally, he saw what he now expected, the two girls were naked on the bed locked in a heated sixty nine. Seeing his daughter naked, for the 1st sentence in probably 16 years, he realized how beautiful her body was. He always knew that she was a gorgeous woman, tall, dark hair, flawless hide, athletic body with small b cup breasts. Sarah's female parent was a marvelous beautiful Asian char and Sarah took after her.

home run also was well aware of how pretty Marissa was. Her torso type was completely dissimilar from Sarah's body. Marissa was short-change, at just under five pes tall, and her torso was more filled out. She was all bender, with large DD tit and astray hips, she was the Hellenic hourglass conformation. The first time he saw her, stain thought she resembled Anna Nichole Joseph Smith all voluptuous with a pretty face.

Seeing the two of them like they were caused fall guy's penis to tumefy up in his drawers and he backed away feeling shamed that he would get turned on by his daughter. He made his way back to the master chamber where his wife was still trying to get herself off. This metre he shut the room access behind him and made his way to the bed.

Sophia looked up as he neared the bed and she mewed, or at least that was what it sounded like to Mark. She leaped up and started to unmake his fly saying"Oh I missed this so much."

Mark took her manpower in his and pulled her away, seeing a facial expression of despair in her aspect when he did."dearest, we need to talk."He said, meaning to tell her the completely story.

"Talk later, I need this now."She whined twisting her wrists in an attempt to rip her coat of arms free.

"Sophia, I did a bad affair and I need to talk with you now. This isn't you, it's the pie."

She stopped suddenly and looked at him, her face confused, but also knowing."What do you think, it's the pie ?"She asked. It was obvious that she must receive suspected something since she ate the pie lastly Night and this morning and was acting like a nympho in heat all of a sudden.

"I went into that shop on Newburg Street yesterday, the but one in the way of the new ontogeny. I meant to verbalize to the owner about relocating her business since the lawyers had no luck. There was a woman there, a Rommany fair sex"

"Did you jazz her ?"Sophia interrupted. Her whole tone wasn't accusatory, in fact the tone in her optic hadn't changed from when he came in the way. He remembered what the gypsy woman had said about her alone caring about her day-by-day fix and he decided to narrate her the whole truth.

"I think she drugged me, or maybe she hypnotised me or something, but all I know is that I forget all about what I was there for."He was still holding his wife's wrists and she was still twisting and trying to reach his fly."She told me that she was going to give way me a potion, and that the potion would be for you, to help you get over your issue with viva sex. Honey, she put the potion in the pie that I brought home, the pie that you ate last dark and Sarah and Marissa ate this morning."

Sophia's hands stopped twisting and she looked up at sucker again."Are you going to let me sop up your cock or what ?"

It wasn't the reply that Mark expected."beloved, did you hear what I said to you ? This ... this is not you, this is the pie, or whatever potion or import she put on the pie. You are addicted to my spermatozoan, and now Sarah and Marissa are addicted too. They are going to involve to swallow my, my spermatozoon or else they will stick out ... I don't know ... drug withdrawal I guess."

This is where Sophia should blow up in ire, shouting and yelling and throwing things around the room, but instead she said"I want it first. Do you want to fuck my ass again first. You can if you want."

Mark was so shocked at her reaction, or deficiency of reaction, that he dropped her carpus, and she immediately began to unbutton and unzip his fly, yanking his cock out through the opening and sucking him into her mouth. Frustrated, Saint Mark used the last firearm of information that he had that should get through to her"I fucked her. The Gipsy cleaning woman, she sucked my prick, then she fucked me and when I came inside her bitch, she straddled the orchard apple tree pie and squeezed all of the cum out of her pussy and onto the pie. The pie you ate was full of my cum from her pussy."

"MMmmmmmph mmhh mmhh mmmmm"Mark could see her thighs clenching as she sucked and slobbered all over his cock. She had gotten better at it overnight somehow and she was devouring it with zest now. He was rock hard now, and he was noticing that his cock felt worn. It wasn't painful exactly, but it was obvious that it had been used hard yesterday, and it felt a bit tender. It didn't matter though, because the blowjob was fantastic, and even though he was upset by all the Holocene effect, he closed his eyes and let himself go.

It took him 7 minutes before he opened his eyes and said"OH dogshit, I'm cumming ! ! !"and felt the hot gust of semen shooting through his cock.

Sophia squealed in delight around her married man throbbing cock. Her thigh clamped together and a jar undulation of cramp coursed through her body. fool heard the sound of water splashing and saw a gush of spray from between her legs. She was cumming again.

-- -

Sophia collapsed after her orgasm, huffing and sucking air on the bed, her cutis flushed and covered in a sheen of travail, her toes and fingerbreadth still clenched. The olfactory modality of sex hung heavy in the air as Mark stepped back from the bed and tucked his moist cock back in his pant. His mind still in a quandary, he turned toward the room access and saw it open just a chap and Marissa staring at him. He heard a pant from her and she pulled away from the door.

He quickly walked to the door and into the hallway to confront her. Closing the door behind him, he said"How long have you been watching us ?"

"Just a few moment. I'm so sorry, but ..."

"But what ? What do you desire Marissa ?"He had a tone that he already knew the resolution to that one.

"I ... I don't know"He saw her eyes drop-off to the figurehead of his knickers and the look of hunger came over her. It reminded him of a moving picture vampire who sees a drib of blood.

"Where's Sarah ?"

"In there"She motioned to the spare chamber."Please don't tell her I was watching you. She'll think I'm a freak."

"Why was you watching us Marissa ?"Another interrogative sentence that he already knew the resolution to.

"I'm sorry Mr. Sir Henry Morton Stanley, I don't know what's seminal fluid over me. I ..."She glanced back at the guest room door, behind which was her buff Sarah, then back to Mark"Can we go talk downstairs please."She whispered.

score knew where this was leading, but he could see the desperation in her eyes."O.K., let's go."He said, thinking about how Sophia had acted when he told her the whole truth.

He followed her downstairs into the bread and butter way, noticing how much she looked like a junky in need of a fix. He wondered if Sarah looked the same right now, and figured that she probably did, but being his daughter, she was probably denying her motivation.

The big picture window in the life room looked out to the street where few elevator car rolled past, but the neighbors were out mowing lawns and taking walks and Marissa saw all this immediately."Mr. Francis Edgar Stanley, can we-"

"Marissa, shout out me Mark please"grade interrupted"We are practically sept now."

"Sorry. patsy, can we go to a room that has a little more privacy please ?"She asked, a pained expression plastered on her face.

scrape could assure that she was struggling mightily with all this and realized that she wasn't as far gone as his married woman was. Perhaps it was because Sophia had eaten the pie on two fork occasions, where Marissa had only just run through it a few hours ago. He thought about asking her why she wanted to be more private, but decided that it was difficult enough for her already.

"Uh yeah sure, we can go to the basement, I guess."He replied and led the way.

The basement was what stain considered his man cave, a project that he had been working on for the last few years. He had put up Sheetrock to report the cement walls, a dip ceiling with can brightness, wall to wall carpet, and piece of furniture. Being that it was a piece of work in progress, he had yet to purchase a orotund screen TV. He was debating whether or not he wanted to buy a 65 in LCD, or just go with the projector that hung from the ceiling and projected the image onto a cover.

Mark turned on the luminousness at the ass of the step and said"Okay Marissa, what do you want to babble out about ?"He sat down on the leather sofa, a minute hand slice that he had picked up from a neighbor who was moving out of the country.

Marissa sat down on the sofa next to him and placed her hands in her lap. He noticed that they were trembling."Um, I, I don't really know how to say this Mr. uh Mark."She shook her principal and turned away mumbling"Oh this is so embarrassing."

"Marissa, I think I know what you want."Mark said, wanting to help her.

She took a thick breath and turning back to him, she placed her left paw on his upper thigh. Shaking defective than ever, she looked up at him, her hand squeezing his second joint, and whispered"I don't know what's incorrectly with me Mark. I love women. I love Sarah. I don't like penis, I never have. I was with a guy once, in tenth course in high school, and I hated it, it felt so wrong, so awkward, and I pushed him away and ran. I'm attracted to womanhood, not men, but ..."She slid her manus just a bit toward his genitalia, it almost seemed like an accident, but marker knew better.

"Marissa, it's okay, I know what you want."He decided that she had suffered enough and he took her hired man in his hired man and placed it on the goon that was his cock."It's okay to touch it."

For a long instant, her helping hand was still and stiff, just resting on the lump where he had placed it. Then, ever so slowly, she conformed her digit around the lout until she was cradling him through his pant. She let out a long whistling breath, as if she had been holding it in for a while, and squeezed his member through his pants.

"That's what you want isn't it Marissa ? You want to put it in your mouth, and you want to suck it until it cums in your mouth."

She swallowed noisily and said"What is wrong with me ? This is so wrong."

score reached down and unbuttoned his pant, eliciting a pant from Marissa. She pulled her handwriting away when he began to get down the zip fastener, her heart following his every move. With his fly open, he took her hand again, looked into her heart, and helped her slide her hired man into his underclothing. Her breath caught in her throat and she shuddered.

"Take it out Marissa, you know you want to see it."Mark said.

She wrapped her fingers around his cock and gently pulled it through the opening of his underwear.

Having just shot a loading mere transactions ago, Mark was still soft and his penis had leaked a tiny measure of clear fluid, making the drumhead sticky and wet.

Marissa was making throttle crying auditory sensation from her throat as she fondled her girlfriends sire, conflicting emotions running through her brain. She wanted to deflect over and put it in her rima oris, but she also wanted to get up and run back up the stairs to Sarah. They had made love just minutes ago, each hungrily licking each others pussies, but neither one could make the other cum. Finally, after what seemed like forever, they pulled away from each other unrealized. Sarah had laid on the bed, refusing to tattle about it, and said she was going to take a nap, so Marissa had walked into the hall and peeked into soft touch and Sophia's room.

The only early cock that she had touched was that of Darren Miller in tenth grade. She had invited him over to her house at the urging of her best friend, who knew that Darren liked her. With a few hours before her parents came home, he had made his relocation. He was nervous, but not as nervous as she was.

At that point in metre, she was scared to imagine about what her life would be like as a lesbian, so she desperately wanted to like phallus. Darren's turncock had been almost laughably hard, the head nearly regal, and when he urged her to blow it, she did just that.

He lasted about XV seconds in her mouth before he grabbed her head in both hand and shoved his erupting rooster into the spinal column of her throat. She remembered the feeling of it gagging her, choking her, bile rising up in the vertebral column of her throat, threatening to come spraying out around his member. She remembered the taste of his semen, hot, salty and bitterness, and so sticky and thick it clogged her throat.

She remembered struggling to commit away, slapping and clawing at his second joint. When she was for certain that she was about to excrete out, he pushed her away, his still hard hammer wafture in the air, more cum leaking out and running down the jibe. She saw it all clearly, it was etched in her brain, as she coughed and retched and tried to patter the offending mess into her deal.

It was the last time she ever wanted to see a member again in her animation, and she decided at that point that she didn't care what her parents thought anymore, she was a tribade through and through.

Now, as she sat here succeeding to her girlfriends father, her helping hand on his soft moist penis, she just wanted it in her mouth, shooting it's semen down her throat. Why she wanted it was a mystery to her, but it was all she could think about ever since she finished eating the pie. When she had peeked into his chamber, she saw his wife doing what she wanted to do and her pussy was throbbing just seeing it.

"Marissa, do you desire to suck it ?"marker asked.

Never taking her centre off it, Marissa nodded her capitulum.

"Go ahead then, put it in your mouth."

After a brief hesitation, Marissa slowly leaned forward. Her mouth was watering like she was about to eat a t-bone steak. As she got closer, her lips were trembling as she opened her oral fissure and engulfed his flaccid penis. As soon as she felt it against her glossa, her pussy clenched with excitement and she squeezed her lips around it and started to suck.

It didn't take long after Marissa started to absorb for Mark's rooster to swell up to it's wide distance. She had thick, gentle lips and what she lacked in technique, she made up for in ebullience. Her tongue was fluttering all over the helmet shaped forefront, while her sassing worked up and down and her paw gripped the peter.

Even though fall guy had just recently had an coming with his wife upstairs, it felt so different and practiced, that he was certain he would be able to cum again. After various minutes of Marissa working his hard-on though, he was really feeling the personal effects of too much arousal, and he wasn't so sure that he would be able-bodied to cum.

Tiring quickly, Marissa pulled her backtalk off scar's tool and looked up at him."Are you almost there Mark ? Would you like me to take out my tit ?"She asked in a breathless voice.

Of course he wanted to see her breasts, he loved big lenient tit and the solely grounds that he hadn't asked her earlier, was the fact that he felt guilty about it being his daughters girlfriend. Now though, he was too horny to worry about Sarah."Oh fuck yeah."he replied, just as breathless as Marissa.

Moving quickly, her embarrassment seemingly gone, Marissa pulled her tight top of over her school principal. Underneath, she was wearing a purple lacing bra that seemed to be straining under the weight of her massive breasts. She reached behind her back and effortlessly unlatched the strap, ( a feat of blind sleight that always impressed Mark ) then pulled her arms tightly to her side of meat, which held the now open garment up. She glanced at Mark again with a shy grinning and flutter of her centre, before her eyes locked onto his erection again and she let the bra drop down her arms to the floor.

Marissa reached for Mark's saliva coated prick and began to stroke it when he decided to consume control."Marissa, kneel down on the floor in front of me."He waited while she followed his statement, then said"Now put it between your tits."

Marissa looked up at him with furrowed supercilium, but she still moved forward and wrapped her breasts around his prick. They were so big that it nearly disappeared between them, only the straits sticking out below her neck.

"Now squeeze ‘ em together and go up and down. You can breastfeed the headway while you do that too."Mark instructed.

She pushed the outside of her bosom together, creating a close-fitting crevice between her two overweight pillows, and tilted her head so she could grab his spongy forefront between her lips. She started to slide up and down and settled on just keeping her mouth undefendable and her tongue out so when she slid down she could slide her tongue over the underside of his penis. As she found her round, her spit dripped down his shaft, making the passage slipperiness and increasing his sensation.

"Oh shit that's fucking hot !"print groaned as he watched the great busted woman.

"Dad ? Marissa ? What the fuck is going on ? ! ?"

fool looked up at his daughter Sarah who was standing beside the couch."Sarah, I ..."

"Oh my God daddy, what are you doing ? ! ?"Sarah yelled, her face a mask of discombobulation and anger."Marissa, you ..."

At that, Marissa finally pulled away from bull's eye's slicked up member, and turned toward Sarah."I can't help it Sarah, I need his cum."Her helping hand gripped his still strong cock.

Sarah looked like she was going to throw up, until her eyes lit upon sucker's dick. A dreamy feel suddenly came over her, her heart glazed over and she licked her lips.

"Sarah, are you alright ?"Saint Mark asked.

"Wh ... oh shi ..."Sarah blinked and looked away."I ... I can't believe you two. How could you do this ?"

Marissa got to her ft and went to Sarah, putting her arm around her waist and saying"Sarah please, I don't know what happened."

"It's the pie isn't it dad ? Mom said that the pie is cursed or something. Some Roma woman did something to the pie right ? Mom said she was going to see her."Sarah said, looking back at marking but avoiding looking at his penis.

"Yes honey, it was the pie. It was for your mother. I didn't know you were coming home."

"So you brought home a pie that a crazy gypsy charwoman put a hex on for mom to eat. A pie that would piddle her deficiency to ... to perform fellatio on you."

"I know it sound dotty, but I think the char might have hypnotised me or something. She's a Wiccan I think."Mark said, realizing just how ridiculous this all sounded.

"well, I can forgive you Marissa because you were basically drugged. Mom went to find the char and make care of this mess, so we just need to wait until she gets back."

"Sarah, I went to see her this daybreak when I saw that you had both eaten the pie. She told me there is nix she can do. It's too late."

"I don't believe you. Mom will submit care of it, she has to."Sarah said. She was trying to outride strong, but Mark could see that she was struggling."C'mon Marissa, let's waiting upstairs."She turned and started to proceed toward the stairs, but Marissa stayed still.

"I can't."Marissa said, her voice wavering."I need to land up Sarah. I need it."She got back down on her knees in front of Mark and grasped his shrinking cock.

Sarah looked back"Marissa ... please come in with me."Once again she looked at her father's penis and her knees nearly buckled. She was weak, her mouth tearing and her slit throbbing.

"Sarah, you know you want it too."Marissa said waving St. Mark's suddenly ridged cock in the air enticingly."Come try it. You'll love it."

"Nooooo"Sarah whined, but she was inching forward, her legs seemingly moving on their own accord.

Mark could see the struggle she was going through and it was brutal to keep an eye on."love, it's alright. Take what you need, you'll feel better."

Marissa reached up and took Sarah by the hand, tugging her down until she was kneeling next to her between fall guy's leg."Go ahead babe, try it. It's sooo good."She said sliding her handwriting up and down the underside of patsy's penis.

Sarah tried to avoid her eyes but they kept being drawn back. She couldn't bring herself to touch it though, until Marissa finally took her hand and placed it where the shaft turns into scrotum. The relate sent a tremor through Sarah's body. Once her hand was on her founder's penis, she couldn't take it off. Within here and now she was sliding her hand up and down the strong shaft alongside Marissa's hand.

"Put it in your rima oris Sarah."Marissa whispered."Go ahead and try it. I know you want to."

Sarah looked at her girlfriend Marissa and pursed her brim. She was shaking her point no and the look in her heart was one of let out affright, but she couldn't puff her deal away and with Marissa nodding her point she felt her will was breaking.

Mark was fascinated by the intimate turmoil that his beautiful daughter was going through. He felt bad to see her like this, but it was also something to see. He watched Marissa slowly convince her to try putting it in her mouth.

"I can't, he's my father, it's so wrong."Sarah whined, but she made the mistake of looking at the shaft that she was still holding, and her eyes glazed over. She was mesmerized by the sight of it and she licked her lips again. That was when Marissa put her hand on the spine of Sarah's head and gently pushed her forward.

Sarah had given up and didn't resist when her girlfriend pushed her chief forward. As her brim came into contact lens with the cock, a miniskirt orgasm shook her to her effect, and she gave in to the flavor and sucked the head into her mouth.

-- -

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Sophia walked into the ‘ Witches Brew Potions'workshop, intent on solving this dilemma that she found herself in. After her incredible orgasm with her married man, she laid on the bed recuperating and thinking about what he had told her. His story had been so idiotic, that she was sure it wasn't true.

Sophia got up, put on a robe, and went to Sarah's elbow room to get some data. She knocked on the doorway and opened it, walking in to find her daughter lying naked on the bed, and looking confused. Sarah covered herself and invited her mom in.

It took some goad, but eventually Sarah broke down and told Sophia that she was having some really messed up ‘ castle in the air'as she called them. She wouldn't tell her mother what the daydreams were about until Sophia told her about what St. Mark had told her in the first place, then she started to cry hysterically and said that she was having those Same visions of sucking her father's penis.

Armed with this new knowledge, Sophia now knew that what sucker had told her was the truth, and she vowed to submit fear of it. She told Sarah to go find Marissa and keep her away from St. Mark."I'll go rule this gypsy bitch and commit her a piece of my mind."She told her.

Now, as she marched into the small shop class, her wrath seething, she was set up to shoot down into this gypsy cleaning woman and insist that she do something about this mess. She didn't bother to look around when the ship's bell over the door jangled, she marched right up to the counter and announced herself."Hello ! ! ! I need someone out here right now ! ! !"

The curtain was pushed aside and Sophia looked into the middle of the most beautiful cleaning woman she had ever seen. Now Sophia was not at all attracted to women, but when she looked into this cleaning lady's trench blue heart, like pool of crystal clear water, she found herself at a personnel casualty for words.

"howdy ma'am, how can I help you ?"The bedaze beauty asked.

"Uhh, I um, I need to uh talk to you about ..."She was lost all of a sudden, as if she couldn't remember at all the intellect she had come into this cozy lilliputian shop class at all.

"It's quite alright ma'am, just look into my eyes and I will screw what you need."Her vocalization was slick fluid and sexy.

"Oookaaay."Sophia said in a drawn out drawl. This all seemed so dreamlike to her.

For the following ten bit, Sophia stared into the endless optic of the fiery redhead, her trance going mysterious and deeper, until finally the gypsy pulled away. Sophia blinked rapidly various times and listened to what the lady behind the counter told her.

"I see that you have a quandary that you need solved, is that rectify ma'am ?"

"Y - yes"

"I think that I have the only if possible answer to your problem ma'am, but you'll need to follow me into the back room so I can mix a potion."She watched as Sophia made her way around the end of the rejoinder and then held opened the drape for her.

Sophia walked into the back room, noticing that it seemed much too heavy for the small edifice. She was led to a diminished cot and told to reave all her apparel off. She was still in a trance, but her mind was not totally gone, so she asked why she needed to be naked.

"I know that it sounds odd ma'am, but in order to create my potion, I need some of your ... womanly juices."

Surely she couldn't be sober, imagine Sophia, there's no way in hell that I'm getting undressed in social movement of this strange womanhood. That's what her brain was telling her, but when she looked down, she realized that her pant were down around her ankle and she was pulling them off. Her body was moving on its own conformity and while she tried to crystalize her befuddled mind, she completely stripped off all her clothes.

It was alarming in a way how she wasn't in control of her own faculties, but at the same time she had a feeling of safe, that this unusual but beautiful fair sex would rent tutelage of her and that all her want would be met. She was strangely at ease, a total turning around from the way she walked in to the store.

Sophia was led to an old cot up against the backbone rampart, where she was instructed to lay down. She watched as the sexy gypsy woman took her ankles in her hired man and spread her pegleg wide-cut, then crawled up between her legs and began licking her pussy.

This was something that target had tried to do with her a few times, but she could never give up herself to enjoy the feeling because she was always so strain when he tried. It all stemmed back to when she was a child in shoal. Her family was wretched so she was forced to bust second script wearing apparel that didn't always fit her too well. She was picked on and bullied a entirely lot because of it, and she grew up with an internal duologue that still, to this day, told her that she was not estimable enough. She still loved Mark, but his indiscretions caused her to think that she wasn't good enough for him also.

The fact that it was a womanhood who was now licking her cunt was another thing that should give disturbed Sophia. Her thoughts about lesbianism had changed somewhat since finding out about her own daughter, whom she loved unconditionally, but she still felt it was inherently wrong.

For some reason though, all this was turning Sophia on. The feeling of the Gypsy woman's sonant silky clapper fluttering around her button was just heavenly, and when she felt the sexy Brigham Young cleaning lady sliding something inside her pussycat, her excitement increased.

Hands slid under Sophia's thighs and up her body, causing her waist to be lifted up, her ramification hanging over her, and her ass tilted forward. The hands continued, one on each side, massaging their way up her rib coop and ending up on her knocker, which swelled when she sucked in a great lungful of air. fingerbreadth and thumbs went to work on each mammilla, gently pinching and tugging, making her brown, sensible essence of figure stand tall.

opening move her oculus, Sophia looked down at the gypsies eye peering up at her from above her pubis. Those incredible, intense optic, the window into her person, were somehow changing the internal dialog in Sophia's head, replacing the taunts and hurtful jokes with translate and love and desire.

Sophia could feel something sliding deep into her vagina, much mystifying than any humankind glossa was capable of reaching, but she somehow knew that it was the gypsies tongue that was worming around inside her, like a farseeing wet snake that was trained to jazz all the right spots to induce just the right field amount pleasure. She knew it was her tongue because the adult female's bridge player were on her breasts while her oral fissure was plastered over her vulva, sucking her entire puss with gusto.

The fact that she could feel this impossibly long tongue gliding around inside her, reaching post that her husbands penis had never reached, should have alarmed Sophia enough to send off her running away, but instead, it seemed like the most rational thing that she could be doing at this time.

Then she felt the slippery eel shaped organ touch a berth inside her that she never knew existed. She had heard talk about the G spot in charwoman and always thought it was nothing more than propaganda to sell magazines, but now she was having second cerebration about that as she felt this indescribable pleasure building up inside her.

Sophia was going to cum, and the feeling that she had cobbler's last night and originally today with Mark, the feeling that she was going to urinate, was back. The first two multiplication she felt the feeling when she came, she was unable to curb it and she wound up drenching her bed. It hadn't seemed to bother Mark and after her brawny orgasms, she was too worn out to worry about it either. Now however, she had a cleaning lady whose back talk was attached to her snatch and didn't seem to be ready to actuate anytime soon.

"Oh my God I'm gon na cum, you should move !"Sophia managed to breathlessly tell the woman, who's eyes narrowed to scratch as if she was grinning widely. The snaking outgrowth inside her continued it's rape on her G place and she gripped the sides of the cot with her hand as the sexual climax took hold of her.

-- -

Sarah couldn't believe that she was on her knee joint sucking on the head of her founding father's penis. This was not supposed to materialise. Her female parent had warned her about her father, something that she would have never believed if she hadn't been having these crazy visual modality of him raw, his swell tool dripping succus that made her purulent throb and her back talk pee.

She had been so overturn with herself for having these visual sense and had tried to put them out of her head by fooling around with Marissa, but it hadn't worked at all. No matter how heavy they both tried, neither one of them could get the other to cum, and when Marissa started acting Wyrd, Sarah got scared that something was wrong.

So she had talked to her mother about it and Sophia had told her all about the pie from the Romany woman. It made her skin crawl to retrieve that her father could do something like that. Her mother said to ride out as far away from her father as possible, but when she went looking for Marissa, her worst care were realized. She meant to get her girlfriend out of there, but instead, she found herself doing the one matter that she was sure she wouldn't do.

The phallus in her rima oris, her fathers member, was giving her unusual but scrumptious feelings in her kitty-cat, and while it was in her mouth, she was happier than she had ever been in her total life story. It was like this was what she was meant to do, and she was going to persist in sucking this prick until it spewed its lifetime, its essence into her mouth, and she would swallow all that he offered and be content.

As for Mark, he could see that Sarah had no more qualms about what she was doing, and that made him feel somewhat intimately, but he wondered how she was going to feel after they finished. Right now though, he was just enjoying the wonderful tone and the sight of two aphrodisiac women both trying to guttle his cock, even though one of the charwoman happened to be his very own daughter.

things were getting sober now as Sarah and Marissa were both sucking on Mark's cock together. Sarah would suck the chief while Marissa was tonguing and sucking the sack, then they would switch. While they were both working on Mark's cock, they were also rubbing each others sopping wet snatch. They were both moaning and whining and it was so fucking hot that chump was quickly worked up to the edge of orgasm.


"Oh shit miss, I'm almost there. I'm gon na cum."Mark groaned.

Sarah, upon hearing that her father was going to cum, grabbed his barb and held it straight up. Marissa moved up and both female child put their mouth on the headland together, as if they were kissing each other with a penis between them. Sarah even felt the first shot of semen traveling up his beam, before squirting up between the two hardening of back talk. Both girls got a good taste and they both immediately began to cum also, their puss both squirting a middling amount of juices and filling the room with the unmistakable odour of sex.

The two daughter both did their best to share the intact encumbrance and when Gospel According to Mark's cock finally stopped spewing its encumbrance, they each licked the remains off each others backtalk and boldness, and finished by passionately kissing each other while they knelt in their own succus.

-- -

Shuddering and moaning, her brawn clenching through erotic spasm, Sophia rode through her third utmost orgasm in two days, the very first one ever brought on by another woman. Although the two climax that she enjoyed with her husband had been incredible, they occurred with little or no input. This one was all due to stimulation, and the stimulation was like none she had ever experienced.

Not wanting to spray her juices while the gypsy woman was still down there sucking and tickling her inside with an impossibly longsighted tongue, Sophia tried to concord back, but with her G spot being massaged so expertly, she couldn't have held it in if she wanted and she felt and heard her powerful spray forcing its way past the snakelike outgrowth inside her. She wanted it to hold on and she never wanted it to stop.

Cumming so hard, Sophia lifted up her head and looked back into the gypsy womanhood's eyes. The eyes seemed as if they were glowing red, surely it must have been a trick of the Christ Within, but it was rather unsettling.

Sophia was spraying so hard and it was all going the woman's lip. As good as her sexual climax felt, it was also the most debilitate orgasm she ever had. It seemed as if her get-up-and-go was all spraying out of her kitty with her juice, and she had a mo where she envisioned the gypsy as a vampire who drained a mortal's aliveness force through their genitalia. Certainly a silly notion to be certainly, but the pie had seemed ridiculous too.

When her orgasm finished, Sophia felt so drained that she could barely keep her eyes receptive. What she saw seemed like it must have been a dreaming. She felt the clapper sliding out of her pussy before the gypsy pulled her face away from her pussy. It was what she saw next that was so dreamlike, that she would later question if she really had seen it. The Gypsy cleaning woman's cheeks were blown up like a balloon all the way to her cervix. They seemed impossibly large, and she struggled to keep on her heart unfastened long enough to watch the woman foot up an ornate nursing bottle and spit the stallion contents of her oral fissure into it.

Exhausted, Sophia fell into a deep sleep.

-- -

The adjacent affair Sophia knew, she was back in the first room in the shop class standing at the counter. Her wearing apparel were back on and she wondered if it all had been a dreaming. The mantle was pushed aside and out stepped an old frail looking woman with the cryptic wrinkles lining her look. She was carrying an ornate bottle that was stopped with a cork and Sophia thought looked strangely familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"Okay dear,"The old decrepit woman said in a grating vocalization,"now to help you with your problem, you need to make sure that all the fair sex who ate the pie take a deglutition from this bottle, including you. You should end all the drink in here to prepare sure that it will never wear thin off. Also, I have something that you should give to your husband. I tried to give it to him earlier when he came in, but he left too soon."

The old woman reached down below the counter and pulled out a strange looking etymon and placed it on the riposte. Sophia could tell it was a ancestor because it resembled a carrot with a common stem sticking up from one end and several leave of absence coming off the stem. But the stem was definitely not a carrot. For one, it was not orange, but the color of hide, and it was not shaped like a carrot, it looked exactly like an erect penis, with veins and a mushroom shaped head.

"It is very significant that your hubby drinks the juices that are inside this beginning, no issue how much he balks at doing it, if you need to wedge him, then effect him, but prepare sure as shooting he drinks all the juices inside here. He should put this end in his sass and suck it like a straw until naught more comes out."

Sophia picked up the stem and felt it. It was lovesome and the ‘ peel'felt remarkably interchangeable to a man's penis. She looked into the old woman's face and asked"What is this affair ?"

"It is mentula olus, and it will give your husband the force he is going to need for this. It is imperative form that you see to it that he takes this."

As strange as all this seemed to Sophia, and after everything that she had gone through and witnessed, she should stimulate asked Thomas More doubt, but she was still in a fog about what had happened since she had arrived, and she was still in a hypnotic like spell. She picked up the bottle in one hand and the root was still in her other hand, and left the store on still shivering legs.

When Sophia arrived back at her house, she carried the nursing bottle and unknown member shaped root directly to the kitchen. She hid the origin in a rarely opened cupboard up over the refrigerator before popping the bottle cork on the bottle. She took out three improbable glasses and poured equal amounts in all three glasses until the bottle was empty. Each glass was nearly one-half good with the murky fluid.

She picked up one glass and smelled it. It smelled like female musk, not something that she wanted to just hand to her daughter and her daughter's girlfriend. She went to the fridge and pulled out the jug of iced tea, then capped off each shabu with the cold sweet tea. She took out a long spoon and stirred each glass, then smelled one of them again. Now it smelled like zilch more than iced tea. Picking the glass up, she drank the concoction down.

After finishing the entire capacity of the drinking glass, she set the glass in the sump and burped. It had tasted like frost tea with a lead of something else. Not feeling at all different from before she drank the poppycock, she decided to go find the girls and have them drink the rest.

Sophia found the two girls sitting together in the den, and upon seeing them, she was struck by how sexy they both looked. A graphic picture of Sarah and Marissa naked and making love to each other flashed through Sophia's brain and she felt her cunt vellication. She closed her eyes and shook her head, pushing the images out of her mind, and wondering why she was thinking like that.

"Hi girls, would you both come with me to the kitchen please."Sophia asked and waited for them to get up and take after her. She wondered if they had both managed to appease away from Mark and for some reason, she hoped that they hadn't.

Once in the kitchen she said"I have something that you both need to drink. It's from the Romany, and she seemed real concerned when I told her about our predicament. She mixed up this drink right in front man of me and told me that we all need to drink it. I already drank my glass and it tastes just like iced tea."

"What is it supposed to do Mom ?"Sarah asked.

"It should study tending of our job dear, and listen, you shouldn't flavor bad, either one of you, if you did anything with Mark already, it's not your shift at all."

"Thanks Mom."Sarah said and looked at Marissa"okey, let's do this."

Both girl began drinking the potion until both methamphetamine hydrochloride were empty. Once finished, both miss burped and giggled before setting their glasses in the sink.

"Am I supposed to feel any different Mrs. Stanley ?"Marissa asked.

"well, do you ?"Sophia returned the question.

After a instant or two of opinion, Marissa replied"I don't know, not really."And she didn't really feel any dissimilar either, she thought to herself, as she admired how sexy her girlfriends mother really was and wished they were all naked.

"How about you Sarah ? Do you feel any unlike ?"Sophia questioned.

Sarah shrugged and shook her headland back and forth slowly, but her mind was picturing what her mother would look like raw and she wondered what her slit would taste like.

"okeh miss, I've got one More thing that I need to do, and I may want your help."Sophia went to the cupboard where she had hidden the rootage and pulled it out."This is a special root that is supposed to help your don, but I don't think that he will want to select it."

"What do you stimulate to do, fuck him with it ?"Sarah asked, looking at the penis shaped root.

"No, he has to sop up the succus out of it and swallow them."

Sarah smiled a devious smiling and said"Don't worry Mom, I know just what we can do to convince him to do that."

-- -

Mark had left the basement after watching his daughter and her girlfriend ploughshare his sperm. He needed a workout to brighten his read/write head of all the shite that had happened. Upstairs was his workout way where he had a treadmill, weighting system, stationary bike, and other tools of the patronage. He spent the future 45 bit working up a sweat.

He was interrupted by his wife calling from down the Hall."Honey, can you please come to the sleeping accommodation. I need you right hand away."

"Yeah, I'll be right there."He called back, mopping up the sweat from his forehead with a towel. He hopped off the stationary bike and headed down the hall to the bedroom. Walking into the bedroom, stain froze two measure in when he saw the sight of Sarah and Marissa both naked on his bed.

thought that Sophia must be in another elbow room, Mark said"Uh sorry girls."and he turned around, bumping right into his married woman, also nude."Saviour what th ..."he said, momentarily startled."Honey, what the fuck is going on ?"He asked backing up slowly as she moved toward him.

"We just all want to show you how much we appreciate everything that you have done for us honey."Sophia answered, advancing on him sexily.

"What have I done for you ?"He was getting just a bit scare at the way they were all acting.

"You have opened up all our judgment to carnal pleasures that we never knew before. We owe you so much for that."Sophia said, as she continued to boost upon a retreating bell ringer.

Mark could enjoin there was something very incorrect with the way they all were acting. He knew that Sophia had gone to the shop class, so that was where he started."What happened to you at the shop ?"He asked his wife as she was trying to commit at his clothes. He stepped back one more time and his legs came upon the human foot of the bed.

"Girls, take him down."Sophia said evenly, and before mug could react, his arms were grabbed from behind by both girls and Sophia pushed unto him using her unhurt body. With both lady friend pulling back on his weaponry and his wife tackling him, he had no chance and found himself on his back with his wife astride him, her full weight on his chest.

"What the hell are you doing ?"He was worried now as the female child pulled his subdivision up over his nous and held him like that. German mark was a fairly strong guy, but the way they had him, he had no purchase to deplumate his limb down. Plus there was the fact that he had just finished his workout, a particularly strenuous exercise at that, and he was too tired and sore to muster up any strength.

"I'm going to help oneself you Mark,"Sophia answered,"just like I helped Sarah and Marissa earlier."

"What do you signify ?"He looked up at his daughter and Marissa and yelled"What did she do to you ? ! ?"

"Oh relax will you. I just gave them a drink that I got from your Friend over at the potion shop. I guess I thought that it was going to take our cravings for your ejaculate away, but it seems to have not worked. We all still want your putz and cum Mark. So I guess that her stuff didn't work this time, but that's okay, because she showed me some unbelievable thing sucker. When she licked my pussy and stuck her natural language up inside me, I thought I would never stop cumming. It was so piece of tail good, and now that I know how fun it is to fuck womanhood, I'm not holding back anymore. I realize now why our small girlfriend likes pussy so much."

It was obvious to Mark that Sophia had already been changed by whatever the gypsy woman did to her, so he tried to reason with Sarah instead."Sarah honey, let me up. Can't you see that this is not the way your female parent human activity ? That woman did something to her, she's been brainwashed or something."

What Sarah said next sent a chill down Mark's spur."It's fine daddy, Mom just wants me and Marissa and her to all be buff now, and I want it too."He realized that all three of them had been changed, and he was helpless to stop them from doing whatever they wanted right now.

stigma tried to reason with Sophia once more."Listen hon, you are my married woman and I am so good-for-nothing that I did this to you, but you need to fight this. You know deep down that this is incorrect, this is not what any of you want. Let me up and we can all go together to see the Roma. We can demand that she take this whammy away ..."

"execration ? ! ?"Sophia barked"This is no swear Mark. This is Enlightenment. Look, all you need to do is suck on this root like it's a straw, and you will detect out."She held up the penis shaped root in battlefront of Mark's face.

It looked like a seven inch penis attached to some kind of industrial plant. Mark shook his forefront back and forth"No fucking way am I putting that in my mouth."He said defiantly.

"Oh we will see about that, won't we."

sucker could feel the girls moving around on his arms while still keeping him pinned down. At first he didn't know what they were doing, and when he realized what they had, it was too recent. They climbed off his now bound arms and moved to his peg which were still planted on the base. patsy looked up at his blazonry which were now tied together. The early end of the rope was tied tightly to the headboard. He tested the international nautical mile and the military capability of the rope and found out that it was tightly tied and very strong.

While he was testing the Mexican valium holding his arms, he became aware of his legs being pulled apart, stretched to either face of the bed, and realized too previous that they were also tied."Shit ! Let me up."He snapped, but Sophia didn't move off his chest.

"Not until you suck this like a straw."She smiled a creepy smile.

His blazonry and pegleg bound and helpless now, the two nude girls used a pair of pair of scissors to start cutting off all of Mark's workout clothes. One pulled off his stoolie and windsock while the other cut his trunks and underclothes off until he was naked from the waist down. The scissors were then passed to Sophia, who began to cut off his muscular tissue shirt.

Naked and at their mercy, Mark next asked"O.K., so now what ? I'm not letting you put that in my mouth and I'm certainly not going to absorb on it if you do. So now what are you going to do ? You got me au naturel, so now what ?"

"Your daughter reminded me earlier how much you hate to be tickled Mark. You said once that being tickled is like being tortured, only uncollectible, because you can handle pain but you can't handle being tickled. Remember when you said that Mark ?"

He did remember. It was a fourth dimension when he and Sophia were being playful a few old age ago and wrestling in the life room. Sarah had come to her mother rescue and the two of them used tickling to make Mark cry ‘ uncle ’. It was all just in fun and they all laughed about it, but later at the dinner party table, Mark confessed to being hopelessly delicate, and said that when he was a boy, he had been held down by his one-time brother and tickled until he peed himself. They all laughed at the story, but Mark had said that he really hated being tickled.

Sophia saw the reaction in her husbands nerve and continued"You will not only nurse this etymon home run, but you will beg me to give up you to give suck this base. It may take an hour, or two hours, hell it may rent all day long even. We don't care how yearn it takes St. Mark, we can wait. We are going to see just how ticklish you really are honey, and when you have had enough, you will beg me to let you suck this. Then we will stop."

"Savior Sophia, don't do this. Sarah, Marissa, let me up, delight, you don't want this. It's not ... ffffuucckkk ha ha hah haa ha ssstoppp no no no don't ahh hah ha ha haaaaa ! ! !"

All three womanhood were attacking him from every different angle. Marissa was tickling both his ft at the like time, running her fingertips back and Forth River along the mild underside. Sarah had sat up on his speed munition and was tickling his axillary fossa, while his wife was sitting on his hitch penis and attacking his sides.

To Mark, it was the worst torturing that they could dish up out and he was going wild trying unsuccessfully to get away. He was laughing uncontrollably, losing his intimation and gasping, tears pouring from his eyes, while he tried to get out a few clear words.

"Ahhssstohhp sstohhp huh nn ha ha ha ahh nooo don't huu ah haha ! !"He was yanking his hands painfully laborious, but still was not able-bodied to get relax.

While Sophia was digging her digit into Mark's side, she noticed that his cock was growing under her ass."Hey girls, look at this."She said, stopping her tickling to stand up and show them that his rooster was standing straight up."He likes this. Let's give him more."

They had all stopped for a moment to see and Mark, still gasping said"W- wait, just wait. N -no more."

Sophia slid his erect penis into her pussy. She was plenty wet and had been ever since she finished drinking the iced tea confection."Are you ready to suck the root ?"She asked, holding it up again and putting it just above his mouth.

"What huh what is it huh going to do huh to me ?"scrape was breathing so hard he was huffing.

"well, I'm not for certain dear, but we can happen out in a rush if you just wet-nurse it."Sophia said.

"Please no more tickling. I'll do it, just stop the tickling please."

"Oh you'll do it will you. well you need to beg me to let you suck up it."

As bad as it would be, Mark was certain that he couldn't take anymore tickling, so in defeat he said"Please, let me suck on the root."

"Open up"Sophia ordered, and when he did, she placed the cock shaped root in her husbands mouth. She watched him fill up his lips around the mind and then pretend to suck on it. It was a pathetic playing job and she dug her finger's breadth into his side again and yelled"Suck it ! ”.

Mark was almost surprised by the warmth of the phallic looking base. It felt alive in his oral cavity and he moved his lips up and down in an attempt to play a joke on his wife. When she dug her fingers into his incline again and yelled ‘ suck it ’, he involuntarily began sucking. It was only a little bit, but that was all it took. One tiny suck and a petite bit of warm fluid squirted into his mouth. It was a acerb tasting fluid that had a Wyrd affect on his sassing, it caused him to pucker, which which in turn caused him to suck Sir Thomas More which caused much more fluent to squirt into his mouth. He wasn't in control of his mouth anymore and couldn't arrest suck if he wanted to.

It took about twenty endorsement before the root was empty and it took another twenty seconds before Mark got ascendance of his mouth enough to break off sucking and spue the thing out. He hadn't even noticed that he was cumming inside his married woman's pussy while he was swallowing the fluid.

Sophia noticed though that his cock was going soft inside her and when she slid off, a glob of white cum leaked from her pussy onto his leg. The two girls who had earlier shared his cum, both moved on it quickly. Marissa being on the level got to it first and licked the slime off his leg before engulfing his flaccid cock in her oral fissure and sucking the remaining fluid off, moaning and cumming the wholly time.

Sarah looked on in disappointment as she still needed to eat more of her pop cum, but Sophia, seeing her girl's side said"seminal fluid here beloved and blow it out of me."She spun around on the bed and spread her legs wide.

Without a second base view or a worry about it being her mother, Sarah dove down and clamped her rim around her own mother's pussy. She started to fellate and was rewarded with a current of cum oozing into her mouthpiece."Mmmm"she moaned as she swallowed the lot and continued to go down on, her own slit going into spontaneous muscle spasm of coming.

Just then, Marissa gasped and picked her head up."Look, he's hard again !"She announced and sure enough enough St. Mark's overused cock was standing erect again.

"It must be the root. The gipsy told me that it would give you the strength you would need for this. That was what she meant, that you would induce the strength to fulfil all three of us from now on."

Sarah pulled her mouth off her mother's slit and said"well then let's give it a try."

stain was unsure what was going on and was surprised that his prick was still hard, but then the strange thing happened, Sarah took his cock, wrapped her lips around it, and sucked, and he started to cum again. It wasn't exactly what he would call an orgasm though because it felt a bit like he was peeing, but after a few moments, Sarah picked up her head and said"It's wonderful, he's cumming so much."

Marissa put her lips around his footling question next and sucked, and was rewarded with a eruption of semen which she swallowed down. She slid her lips back until just the very tip of stigma's phallus was still between them and sucked as if she was sucking soda water through a wheat. Her hand wrapped around his shaft of light felt the viscid fluid flowing as she sucked and swallowed.

It was a very foreign feeling for marking as the two girls drained his ballock. It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling, but there was little to no pleasure involved. A few moment later, when his wife took his dick and sucked half of his duration into her mouth, he felt the joy of the blowjob, but she stopped after sucking a mouthful of his cum.

Mark was left tied to the bed while the three charwoman, his wife, his daughter and her lesbian lover, all had sex together. He couldn't believe how they were all acting like what they were doing was the most instinctive thing in the world. His wife was the one who surprised him the most though, because she had always been so turned off by tribade.

He watched as Marissa lay above him on the bed, her peg spread wide and held out-of-doors by her weapon system, while Sarah knelt on the storey in front of her drubbing and sucking her slit. Meanwhile, not to be outdone, Mark's married woman Sophia, who had always been turned off by gay woman, was on her knees behind her very own daughter, licking away at her ass. It was a disturbing but highly titillating scene.

For the next time of day, while stigma begged to be set gratis, the three cleaning lady fingered, fisted, licked, sucked and fucked each other to several screaming climax. About half way through their binge, Sophia grew tired of listening to brand's whining and she crammed a pair of her daughter's underwear into his mouth. She used a grime pair of her nylons to gag him so he wouldn't be able-bodied to spit out the undies, then she rejoined the orgy.

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epilogue

After a long weekend of lesbian sex between the three cleaning lady, Sarah and Marissa both decided that they didn't really take to return to college after all, and they moved in with Mark and Sophia for good.

The more the three women were together, the more depraved their actions became. It seemed as if the iced tea potpourri had taken away all their prohibition, leaving them willing to try anything that came to heed, no matter how degrading or perverted it was. Mather and daughter and Marissa became extremely familiar with every in of each others bodies and there was never an ounce of jealousy between them.

Watching the three women closely, brand noticed that they all seemed to become lift up by each others womanly smells. Things that they would give birth looked at as gross or disgusting in the past tense, was now highly erotic to all three. For instance, they seemed to get aroused by sniffing each others axillary cavity, metrical foot, and nooky. They would also smell each others soiled underclothing and get aroused by the musky scent.

brand was getting frustrated at being used as zilch Thomas More than a drinking fountain by all three womanhood who now lived in his place. It seemed to Mark like the only if thing the cleaning woman were occupy in anymore was each others bodies. They all came to see him every day to get their fill of seed that they craved, but then they wanted to take sex with each former, leaving brand to sit on the sidelines and watch. He would get so turned on by watching that he would masturbate, but that didn't seem to cultivate anymore.

He would often heat up to one of the lady friend sucking the head of his rooster and swallowing the semen that just flowed out of it. It always felt good, but they would never continue until he could actually sense an orgasm.

He made a riposte slip back to the potion shop a few twenty-four hours later. The beautiful, sexy Gipsy smiled and welcomed him. He had prepared himself for this moment, and even though he struggled to save his intellect from turning into a pile of glop, he managed to ask her what the potion was that she had given his wife.

The explanation she gave cleared everything up for Mark. She said that since there was no way to lift the original potion, and all three char were going to keep on coming to him everyday for his sperm, she was concerned that there would be jealousy between them. The lone answer was to give them something to take away all their inhibitions. The potion also would countenance them all to sexually gratify each early instead of them only getting their satisfaction from swallowing his sperm.

The root was something that would allow mark to easily pump out plenty of sperm, enough to satisfy all three women every single day, and she assured him that he could still enjoy the pleasure associated with sexual climax. He left the workshop with response and a small vial that she had given him. The potion inside, if he chose to take aim it, would loosen his inhibitions, so he would arrest beating himself up over the fact that he was having sexual congress with his own daughter.

He decided to pledge the potion a day later after watching his married woman and girl in a heated 69 while Marissa stood behind Sophia licking her asshole. He was turned on by the picture, but he was tortured by the fact that it was his girl who he was lusting over. After he swallowed the liquidness in the ampule, he walked over to his wife, pulled her headland up, and shoved his vain tool into his girl pussy. He kept pulling out and alternating between fucking his daughter pussy and his married woman's rima oris, finishing

His plans for acquiring the old, dilapidated building for the solid ground seemed insignificant now, and marker retreated from the ado and hustle of everyday life, opting instead to endure off his grow wealth.

The daytime that followed were filled with sex. All four of them stayed raw almost all the time while they were home and nothing was off limits. Their free rein was only limited by their imagination and with the Internet readily available, their imaginativeness never slowed. Every hidden fantasy that any one of them ever considered was comely game now that they had no inhibitions, and all of them was more than willing to try anything new.

The End