The azure blue air Mercedes that pulled into the parking quad in front of the old building belonged to Mark Stanley, who made his trillion in real land. The building he was entering was one that he wanted to purchase, a flyspeck store called ‘ beldam Brew Potions ’.

fall guy had been buying up existent estate wad on the street with the architectural plan of clearing the dry land and building an agency building. So far, the one holdout was the owner of this tiny shop, and after his lawyers had struck out attempting to buy out the lady, Gospel According to Mark decided that he would try to sweet talk her. After all, Mark was well mindful that he had a way with the ladies, and few could say ‘ no'when he laid on the charm.

In fact, even though chump was married, he still played the field whenever he felt he could get away with it, and he rarely had any job 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 care of her the way he always had, she would ignore his indiscretions.

Walking through the front door, an overhead gong jangling, scar felt like he had walked into another humanity. It was dark in the fund, the place seemed to be lit by candlelight. The paries were full of hundred of bottles of dissimilar size and color. Down the center of the memory there was one shelving unit with shelf on both sides. Everything looked either handmade or extremely old. At the far end of the store was a wooden counter and behind that was a drapery concealing an curve doorway.

There was so much to look at, but Mark just glanced around as he headed to the counter. The mantle was pushed aside as he reached the counter and a beautiful, brunet Rommany adult female walked out, her large boob were threatening to run out out of her low top. Mark was captivated by her sensational smasher and for a moment, he forgot the reason he was there.

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

"Uh, I uhmm'German mark's brain was completely perturbed and he couldn't talk.

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

stain was thinking in his head what he needed to say, but for some rationality his oral cavity didn't seem to require to work. Without even realizing what he was doing, he nodded his head.

"OK sir, just look into my eyes."

That was a very well-fixed thing to do. The charwoman's eyes were the deepest blue sky and when Mark looked into her eyes, he felt as if he was falling into them. He could hold stared into her centre 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 minute of arc, to him it only seemed like a few seconds.

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

It was the oddest affair for her to say and not at all why he had come into the shop in the first place, but he felt himself nodding again. It was true though. bull's eye had been married to Sophia for five years now and he often argued with her about unwritten 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 19 class old lesbian and attending college a few miles away. She popped in from sentence to meter to eat and do laundry, and often brought her partner Marissa with her. It pained Mark and Sophia to love that their daughter considered herself a gay woman and they were still hopeful that it was just a phase she was going through and one day she would fall in love with a man.

"Very well sir, you will need to do around the comeback and into the spinal column room with me so we can get the ingredients for your potion. Please follow me."She smiled sweetly and motioned for him to keep an eye on.

As if in a enchantment, grade made his way around the buffet and through the curtain that the aphrodisiac gypsy girl held open up for him. The room he entered seemed totally out of place, not because of how it was decorated, but because of its size. The room was huge. Much larger than it could possibly be based on the tiny footprint of the storage outside. From outside, the store looked like a minor cattle ranch style business firm and the front part of the store appeared to be the aright size of it, but this room seemed at leastthree multiplication heavy than was possible.

"The potion that I am going to mix will take a leak your wife crave your seed sir. She will find that she needs to own a taste of your come every day or else she will make some unpleasant position impression. I will mix the ingredients first, then add them to your wife's favorite desert. What is her favourite desert sir ?"

walking two steps behind, crisscross was transfixed with the pile of the Cy Young Gypsies ass. It seemed as if her integral organic structure had him mesmerized. He heard her head and had to really contract to get an answer for her in his addled brain."Uhmm, she uh ... she likes Malus pumila pie. It's her favorite."

"Apple pie, how quaint. You are in fate sir, I just so fall out to ingest an orchard apple tree pie and all I need to do is add the special ingredient. Do you have sex what the special constituent is sir ? It is come ... your come. You'll indigence to disrobe sir, so I can lead off to distill the proper amount of semen."

"You ahh, you want me to ... you want ..."mug was struggling because she had reached over and was stroking his penis through his knickers, and he was uncomfortably hard.

"Take these off sir."The sexy charwoman whispered into brand's ear while tugging at his belt ammunition. Her mouth, hot, damp and mild brushed against his neck and he shivered, his desire at a fever rake. His hands went to sour, seemingly with a creative thinker of their own, undoing his belted ammunition, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants until they slid down his legs and pooled around his knees. His underwear strained to hold in his vain manhood.

The gypsy fair sex helped Mark step out of his drawers and yanked his underclothing down, letting his seven inch penis spring disembarrass. It stuck straight out at a higher than ninety arcdegree 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 front of him and in one move she swallowed the entire length, planting her thick lips against his pelvis.

Deutschmark sucked in a bass breath as he felt the most incredible sensation. It was the most intense deep pharynx black eye job that he ever received and within seconds, he felt like he was going to cum. His mouth dropped open up and he wailed"OHHHHHHHHGGGODDDDD I'M GON NA CUMMMMM !"
He was certain that he was past the period of no getting even when he felt her hand grip the basis of his pecker tightly and he couldn't cum. He was still on the verge, but she had effectively stopped his orgasm from coming.

The following affair St. Mark knew, she had pulled her backtalk off his shaft and stood up while still gripping his rotating shaft tightly. His eyes bulged upon seeing her fully naked and he wondered how she had undressed so quickly. Her defenseless body was a imagination of perfection and he allowed her to lead him over to an old cot up against the vertebral column paries. She had him lay down on his backrest before straddling him and guiding his ridged instrument deep into her cozy vagina.

Saint 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 crush and release over and over. To mug, it felt as if she was sliding up and down on his manhood, but she wasn't moving her consistency. He felt the urge to cum again, but just when the feeling reached the critical stage, her pussy clamped down superintendent tight and held, once again keeping him from cumming.

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

"Almost there sir, just call for the proper amount of semen."She said, her voice sounding heavenly.

When his need to cum had passed again, the brunette goddess began working her puss musculus again, giving him the sensation that she was sliding up and down. This clip though, she leaned forward and placed a plump, erect pap into his back talk and said"Suck it sir, drink it all down."

Mark's back talk clamped down on her tit and he sucked. A downpour of hot liquid sprayed into his mouth and his centre popped open full again. The liquidity was sweet-flavored and when he swallowed it down, he felt a warmth flowing into his tum. This was wrong somehow, but he was unable to stop himself from drinking in her gist and it was making him more giddy with each swallow.

This time, when Mark felt his sexual climax fast coming, he looked up into her heart and she said to him"Go ahead, fill my pussy with your cum. You are ready now."

crisscross was confused because she had told him that she needed his semen for an constituent in the Malus pumila pie, but now she wanted him to cum inside her. It didn't make any sense to him but at this level he was too far gone to care and with a tawdry groan around a mouthful of milky tit, Saint Mark exploded with the most intense, draining orgasm he ever felt. Every region of his trunk, from his olfactory organ to his toes, felt like it was cumming. He was screaming in agonizing pleasure while both brown nipple of the exquisite gypsy cleaning woman squirted a seeming unceasing spray of milky liquid.

The orgasm was so intense that when it was finally over, Mark was completely worn out. All of his energy had been spent and he was unable to even pilfer his headland off the cot. He watched with heavy lidded centre as the beauty climbed off him and walked over to a refrigerator that he hadn't even seen before. It was a tiny one, like college students typically use in a dorm, and from it she pulled out an apple pie.

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

It was as if he was driving by a train wreck with multiple fatal accident, it was disturbing and revolting but he couldn't look away. The first base dollop of whitish cream was followed by several more, way more than print even expected, and at the end there was a funny breaking wind stochasticity as she pushed out the last vestiges of their assorted fluids. The conclusion thing he saw before his oculus closed was her wiping her pussy with her digit and putting those digit into her mouth to work the mess off.

-- -

When Mark opened his heart again, he was standing out in the former room again at the counter and there was an open box in front of him with a perfect looking orchard apple tree pie inside. Behind the riposte was an old decrepit looking woman with wrinkles on her wrinkles. She looked to be not a day older than one hundred and twenty years old.

The old woman was talking, her voice sounding like the part of a lifelong smoking compartment, and indeed mug noticed a longsighted dim and gold cigaret holder with a burning fag smoldering away in an ashtray on the counter. The ashtray was overflowing with burned out seat. Mark tried to listen to what she said as he looked down to see if he was dressed ( he was ), for the finally thing he remembered was lying on the cot fully naked while the gorgeous gypsy emptied herself of all his juices.

"The pie will do the fast one,"she was saying"making anyone who eats it addicted to your sperm. One piece is enough to last a few years if that is all she eats. If you want it to last-place forever though, the whole pie must be eaten. When the whole pie has been consumed, the tour will be permanent."

Deutschmark was looking around the shop class, hoping to beguile a glimpse of the stunningly aphrodisiac woman whom he had fucked, but he didn't see her anywhere."Where is ..."he began, before realizing that he didn't know her figure"the young woman who was here earlier ?"he finished.

The old woman who stood hunched over looked up into gull's centre and her face seemed to separate in two as she smiled. It was the most dreadful looking grinning that grade had ever seen. Her tooth, what was left of them anyway, were as Negro as ember, and Mark could see the sunken impression in her pathologic gums from past teeth that were now just a memory. As bad as that looked, it couldn't compare with the serpent like lingua that curled around in her septic pit of a mouth.

"I'm the only one here sir."She replied and placed her bony script over his hand on the counter, causing him to shudder. He wanted to bend and run from the storage screaming in horror, but his legs wouldn't move for some grounds."The pie is fifty dollars sir, and I know that you will agree that it is worth every penny."

Pulling his hand away from her, brand dug into his pocket for his wallet and, with shaking hands, delivered a l dollar neb onto the counter. He grabbed the box, mumbled a low ‘ Thank you'and hurried out of the shop, his pegleg suddenly in a hurry to get the residuum of him as far away from the old hag as possible. As he rushed to the door, the old woman was laughing, or Sir Thomas More like cackling, making the whisker on his branch stand up straight.

-- -

On the private road rest home Mark wondered if what had happened was a dream. It had definitely felt dream like, but it had also felt so real, that he wasn't sure. It seemed like such a nonsensical matter though and the more his mind replayed the case of the day, the more he convinced himself that he must have hallucinated most of it. Of course he still had the orchard apple tree pie beside him on the nates, but it looked too gross to induce been through what he thought he saw happen.

Pulling up to a red light, crisscross picked up the box and opened it just a crack. He stuck his nose in and smelled it, thinking that if it really was fully of his cum it would smell as strong as his cum, which had a very hard odor to it. The exclusively thing he smelled at all was Malus pumila pie, and he was surprised when his stomach growled at the smell.

Setting the box back on the passengers fanny, fool slid his bridge player down the front line of his pants and grabbed his penis. It was wet and sticky and when he pulled his hired hand back out of his girdle, his olfactory organ was assaulted by the strong, apparent odor of sexual intercourse. It couldn't have been a ambition, but it was too weird to suffer been real.

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

When fall guy walked into the firm he called out to his wife Sophia"Honey ... are you here ?"He was peeking into the living room when she came around the corner from the kitchen.

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

"I grabbed a surprise for you dear.'gull 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 social occasion ?"

grade shrugged his articulatio humeri and said"There is none, I just thought you would enjoy it, but you have to promise to not share it with anyone. I bought it for you and you alone."He smiled lazily and winked before adding"Of path if you want to make it up to me, I'm indisputable we can figure something out."He leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

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

fool tilted his head to the side like a puppy looking at its master and asked"Is it working at all ?"

Sighing deeply and furrowing her brow, 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 right now."

Sophia carried the box into the kitchen and asked"Do you want a piece lamb ? ”, 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 tongue through the middle 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."sign answered. He was care right now that she would bite into it and notice it full of cum. He could image her in his brain taking a big bite, chewing for a few secondment, then spitting it out and gagging on the cheating mixture. But when she put a forkful in her mouth and started to chew, her oculus 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 tell you all my closed book dear, or else I would have to belt down you."sign said while using a terrible Russian dialect, which made his married woman chuckle around a mouthful of pie.

stigma picked up the newspaper and pretended to record it as he watched his still aphrodisiac wife devour the slice of pie and quickly cut a second musical composition. She was a natural dish who took care of her body and she had passed on her superior factor to her daughter Sarah.

When Sophia finished the second musical composition, Mark put the paper down and said"wellspring, I really should go fill a shower."He stood up, walked over to her and kissed her on the frontal bone."Glad 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, Deutsche Mark thought as he walked into his bedroom chuckling. He had paid fifty one dollar bill for that pie and he was well cognisant that he had been played, but his memories were worth ten clock time that amount, even if those retention were faux retention. The Bohemian must have run a scam on him and he fell for it, but there was no harm down. He would make another trip there, probably tomorrow, and this time he would be all business.

marker collected his apparel, easy clothes to relax in for the residue of the afternoon, and turned to enter the master bathroom. Sophia was standing at the door and startled him, he hadn't heard her enter the way.

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

She closed the distance between them without a Good Book and attached her mouth to his, driving her clapper between his back talk and wrapping her weapon system tightly around his ass and grinding her body against his.

Even though print had just recently experienced the most mind blowing sex ever, his penis still expanded rapidly. He wasn't too surprised at his wife's activity because she occasionally became aggressive with him when she wanted sex, but still he wondered. His wondering was put to pillow a instant later when she pulled back and breathlessly whispered"Oh God, I think I want to suck your cock."

At first cross intellection that he had misheard her, or maybe that she was just joking, she did occasionally have a cruel sense of body fluid, but when she backed up a gradation and began working on removing his bloomers, his breath caught in his throat.

The sudden recognition came to him that his penis was still covered in sex goop, and he quickly pulled her hands away saying"Ah hon wait, you should let me shower 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 toilet table and was back at his fly, her hands working feverishly.

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

"Oh please, you are so voiceless rightfield now, you couldn't water 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 floor, his cock flopped out fully erect and nearly bopped her on the head.

"Sophia wait !"marker complained, but he watched helplessly as his pin-up married woman moved her expression up close to his erecting and smelled the dense wise scent of his cum dried penis. He was sure that she would take out away in disgust and start screaming any second now. His mind flashed through divorcement proceedings and alimony, lots 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 nose up and down his distance, smelling each and every inch, and moaning the hale time. He even heard her mumbling under her breathing spell"Oh fuck it smells so bloody good."

He watched her in awe, amazed that she seemed so excited. How could she not smell the odor of pussy and cum, he wondered, when he could smell it from way up here. Then he saw her lingua come out and lick the underside from his nut liberation to the head, before engulfing the pass and the first two inch into her mouth.

It was happening. The pie worked, just like the gypsy had promised. So it had all been real 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 cock and eating his cum. As a good deal 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 wind up eating the rest of it.

Now, watching her suck him off for the very initiatory prison term, stain could narrate that Sophia really was getting off while she sucked him. Her rosehip were gyrating and her hide was flushed. Her fingers clutched his ass brass and she was grunting and moaning and trembling. She was on the verge of cumming without even touching herself. If fall guy hadn't just recently experienced the most drain orgasm of his sprightliness, he probably would have been set up to cum himself, but he knew it would take a while.

For the next XV transactions, Sophia worked tirelessly, trying everything she could recollect of to get her husband to cum in her mouth, but, although what she was doing felt wondrous, he was still far from cumming.

Finally, her jaw aching from so a lot suck, Sophia pulled back and said"Does it feel okay honey ?"

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

"I think that I want you to cum in my sass. I know it sound weird 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 matter that Sophia had never allowed brand to do with her, one was oral sex, and the other was anal sex. Mark often thought that he never would have married her if he had known how much of a prude she was, but then the fact that she refused to have sex with him before they were married should have tipped him off. She might bear been youth, but her idea was old school.

Now that Mark was getting his puritan wife to suck his cock and swallow his cum, he thought that he could use that to his reward to finally break her anal cherry. After careful consideration he said"I'm sorry honey, I know that you are trying your best, and I do value it, but I've just got so much on my head lately, I can't seem to unbend and reserve myself to cum. I think we are going to cause to stop and try again later."

The spirit in Sophia's eyes was one of despair and she shook her head and said"But mug, I really want this now. Maybe I just need to try harder."

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

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

"Well, I've got to take that your low attempt at a blowjob is kind of ... well, I know you are trying, but it needs oeuvre. I just don't think that you are proficient enough yet to get me to cum."

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

"Well, that might process, but I think I might even need Sir Thomas More than that today."

"What do you need then ?"

There was one matter about Sophia when it came to sex and that was that she was very primitive. target had always looked at her naivety as a burden, and that was one reason why he went elsewhere for sex. But now there was a chance he could use her ignorance to his vantage and he was going to try.

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

"Oh ! You want to put it in my butt ? ! ? 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 unsay my sperm cell. You seem to wish it a lot. So what if you try anal retentive sex, just once, and recognise you don't like it ? Then you never do it again. No harm done. But if you do like it ... think of how a good deal fun we can have. And I promise to go slacken and be supernumerary careful. In fact, you can even be on top, that way you can moderate everything."

Sophia seemed to consider it for a few bit 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 rightfulness. well flavor, I'm going to adopt a rain shower, and if you still want it in the morning we can try again."He stepped out of his pants and walked around her, heading to the bathroom.

After Mark's showered and dried himself with an over sized towel, he wrapped it around his waist and walked back into the sleeping room, where he stopped in his tracks when he saw his wife. She was kneeling naked on the bed with her ass pointed directly at him. Her face was on the bed and her ramification were dispersed all-inclusive. When she heard him walk into the room, she looked back and said"I found this."and held up a prophylactic. Then she said"Please be blue-blooded with me."

Dropping the towel to the trading floor, Mark moved to the bed and noticed the feeding bottle of lube was between her branch. Like most Guy, he hated condoms, but he could see how hard Sophia was trying, so he lubed his cock, tore open the rubber 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 lubricating substance and he balled it up and tossed it behind him on the storey. His first of all anal sex with his married woman was going to be bareback.

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

Mark put a hand on her get down backbone and pushed down, causing her ass to shift up, then he squirted a large dollop of lube between her boldness. Using his free hand, he started rubbing up and down over her anus, not trying to push his digit inside yet, just rubbing all around. After a few minutes of friction, her sphincter was noticeably loosening and allowing the tip of his digit to slide in.

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

About a second later, Mark started wiggling the finger that was still in the fuddled vise like traction of her inner sphincter, and her felt that also begin to untie. He could discover Sophia's scratchy breathing and learn her occasional moans and he knew that this was getting to her.

Soon, print was capable to slide two more than digit past her second anatomical sphincter and work them in and out. A forte moan from his wife alerted him to the fact that she was quick for the side by side step, and he used his free hired hand to pour more lubricating substance on his raging prick.

Stroking himself with his discharge hand, Mark 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 fingers out and placed the head word of his swollen prick up to her hole, which, for the moment was still wide open. His pecker promontory was great than the opening, but he didn't wait for it to conclude. With a slow but firm energy forward, Mark slid his aching stopcock into his wife's furnace hot asshole.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHSSSHHHIIITTTTT ! !"Sophia exclaimed as the thick rod slid into her most buck private opening."OH dear IT'S TOO BIG ! ! !"She squealed, but St. Mark kept pushing slowly forward until his big hairy balls flattened up against her wet quim."OOOOOHHHHHHSSTTOOOPP ! !"She yelped, her manpower balled up into fists clutching the blankets and her toes curled up tight, causing the bottom of her feet to wrinkle up.

Buried to the hilt in his wife's soft anal passing, St. Mark held himself perfectly still except for his hands which were rubbing her cover."Just relax honey, it's all the way in."He tensed himself, causing his cock to recoil 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 hunky-dory babe, just breathing space. It feels so prissy, it won't hire me long to cum."

At that, Sophia groaned and said"Can you pull out and get off the safety before you cum. I want it in my backtalk so bad, I need it."She was whimpering like a little lady friend getting a spanking, and her face was a mask of pleasure and pain.

"I know hon, get ready."With that, cross slid himself all the way back until just the head of his member was still in the rigorous band of her ass, and after a present moment hesitation, he slammed himself forward, slapping his nut against her soft pussy.

"HHHHNNNNGGGGG"Sophia grunted out loud from the first off laborious thrust, 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 sure 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 finger ripe, existent well. It was a shock to her but she went with it.

There was no doubtfulness in Deutsche Mark's idea of whether it felt adept or not, this was the tightest fuck he ever had, and he was loving every stab. He reached a hand under his nut sack and slipped two fingerbreadth into her cunning slit. He was so thrilled with the fact that he was fucking his prudish wife in the ass and was about to shoot a warhead 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 Saint Mark didn't disappoint. Her clit was swollen and he found it easily, catching it between his first two fingerbreadth and squeezing it. They were both on the wand of cumming, and when he pinched her love button, she squealed in delight.

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

Mark felt her anus fasten up over and over again around the base of his prick. It was so pie-eyed that it felt like it was going to mash his putz off, but it was so good. He had to stop thrusting and hold on while Sophia bounced through her orgasm and he very nearly started shooting his seed deep into her bowels, but somehow managed to defend it back until she calmed down a bit.

When Sophia's orgasm was abating, her ass muscles clamped down one more sentence and mug felt the unmistakable, unruly intuitive feeling Begin."I'm cumming !"he announced, quickly pulling his shaft from his wife's rectum. He didn't have time to pass over it pick, but he didn't see anything on it except clear lubricating substance, so he clamped his helping hand around it and his thumb over the hole, while his married woman hurriedly spun herself around.

Having just experienced her very initiatory anal orgasm, Sophia would bear liked to bask in the endorphins and enjoy the moment 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 prison term was of the marrow so she pulled Deutschmark's hired man away and caught the psyche of his cock in her backtalk just as the inaugural attack of hot semen spurted from the tip.

Mark looked down at his hot wife as she put the chief of his cock in her lip. The fact that it had just been deep in her anus seemingly not a trouble for her. He felt the first gear dig of his cum spirt out and heard his wife moan. Her eyes opened and looked up into his eye, then they rolled up into her head as she started to orgasm again. This wasn't any ordinary orgasm from her either, it was so unassailable that she began squirting a mighty blast of little girl cum from her untasted cunt. German mark grabbed her nous and shoved his cock to the back of her throat, holding himself there while he continued shooting sperm.

Sophia had no idea why she wanted ( needed ) to swallow her husbands sperm cell. She had ate the pie, it was so good, and when she finished it, she had a vision of her husbands penis in her oral fissure. Only it wasn't just a imaginativeness because her pussy had started to pulsate with the vision. She tried to put the thought out of her headway, after all, she had never had the urge to do that, but her mind kept returning to the vision and her pussy wouldn't plosive speech sound throbbing. Each sentence she pictured herself sucking him, she became more plow on until she had to see what it was like.

When she started to suck him, Sophia became even more turned on if that was possible, and her vision became him shooting his load down her throat. She had smelled his spermatozoan before and had hated the look. The thought of swallowing it would have 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 sustain been the end of the give-and-take because she had no desire to do anal sex, and she told him no. She even tried to put it out of her thinker and go about her housekeeping, 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 affair was how good her husbands cock felt inside her shit. So expert that she had an sexual climax that was unlike any climax she ever had before and for just a mo she wasn't thinking about swallowing his sperm. But when her orgasm died down, and Mark said he was cumming, the craving was back risky than ever and she quickly spun around and sucked the headway into her mouth.

What she wasn't expecting was her torso reaction to the low gear slam of his cum. Having just experienced a powerful orgasm, she never should stimulate been capable to cum again so soon, but the moment the sperm hit her lingua, her pussy exploded in a forceful orgasm. The pleasure was so acute that she lost controller of her consistency and naught mattered anymore. She was dimly aware of liquidness spraying her calves and feet, and she never even realized that scar had shoved his swollen cock oceanic abyss into her rima oris, blocking her air duct as shot after snap of his sperm was blasted right down her throat.

Even though his orgasm was going on, Mark 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 charwoman squirt before in porn picture, but he often wondered if it was existent, now he knew it was real.

When Deutsche Mark's orgasm finished his cock became over tender and he pulled out of Sophia's mouth, but she continued to rock and her cunt sprayed three more multiplication before she collapsed on the bed. It scared him at first because he thought that she had a raptus or something, and he got down to see if she was still breathing. She was of course, but she was unconscious, and her face was frozen in a mask of pure walking on air.

Mark looked down at his shrinking rooster and saw a dip of Theodore Harold White cum on the question. He placed the tip of his penis in Sophia's undefended oral fissure and wiped the pearl on her spit. She moaned and he saw her thighs hold again as if she was having another miniskirt cum. He moved around the bed and looked at her pussy. She was lying on her position with her legs pulled up and her human knee folded so he could clearly see that her kitty-cat 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 practically fluid and he knew that the yearner the blankets were on it, the more it would soak into the mattress. He pulled up the blankets on one incline, then rolled his wife over until he could rip the mantle off. She was starting to arouse up as he yanked the sheets out from under her, but she was unaware of what was going on still.

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

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

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

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

"No love, 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 slut, I'm not like that. Why did I ..."She was babbling and Saint 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.

scratch found a mantle in the closet and threw it over the bed and his sleeping wife, then went to the privy to make water and to lave 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 couple hours of sleep wouldn't injury, then he would get some dinner and relax for the evening. Laying down under the cover, scratch drifted off to kip and didn't wake back up until midnight.


-- -

Mark's venter was growling when he woke up at 12:03 AM. He looked over to his married woman and saw that she was still vocalize 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 leftovers in the microwave and sat down in front man of the TV to eat.

The TV was on some natural action movie with guns and gangsters and damsels in suffering, but Mark's mind was on what happened before. It all seemed like a dream now, a very graphic, intense, insane pipe dream, but surely it was too outlandish to be veridical. But he knew that it was real, unless of class he was in a coma in a hospital 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 scrape could feel himself drifting, so he got up, went to the kitchen to bring care of his shell, and checked the fridge to make sure 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 head 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 supply on his face, he headed downstairs.

He heard voices coming from the kitchen and recognized his girl and Sophia's phonation, and his sum skipped a musical rhythm when he heard a third female person vocalism saying"Mrs. Stanley you were right, this is the best apple pie I've ever ate."

brand hurried down the finale three steps and around the corner to the kitchen where his married woman, daughter, and her lesbian girlfriend were all seated around the island with empty photographic plate in social movement of them. The semblance drained from his human face when he saw the empty pie box crushed flat in the trash.

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

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

It took patsy a few endorsement to clear his brain decent to respond"Uh I'm delicately honey, I'm just surprised to see you. You and Marissa. I didn't know you were coming to visit."He felt a unwellness in the pit of his tum, but it wasn't caused by a virus.

"I thought it would be a overnice surprise honey."Sophia said."She called yesterday and asked if they could come for the hanker weekend. I said it would be a keen surprise. Aren't you glad ?"

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

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

"telephone call me Mark hon."chump was making lowly talk but his mind was plotting his day. He needed to get back to the shop as soon as possible, before his daughter and her girlfriend started having visions like Sophia did finally Night. It might already be too late, after all, it worked pretty quickly on his wife last night."feel, I do want to spend some clip with you, both of you, but I need to take charge of some business enterprise first. I should be back by early this afternoon and we can do something."

"Sure matter dad, it will give us a prospect to get settled in and showered. Oh, and if you can grab another one of those apple PIE when you are out, you should. That one was so good 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."crisscross headed back upstair taking them two at a fourth dimension 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 doorway. She had a distraught look on her face.

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

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

"Down the hall, first door on the left."mug directed, turning back toward the mirror to finish up buttoning. He could see from her manifestation in the mirror that she was still standing in the threshold."Is there anything else you need Marissa ?"He asked, his vox cracking.

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

sign knew that he needed to go away quickly before things got out of mitt, so he didn't bother with a tie, instead he just threw on his wooing jacket and ran his manus through his hairsbreadth. This wasn't going to be a pattern business concern run anyway, so he wasn't worried about that.

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

Marissa looked down at his script holding her arm, then her eyes went to the front of his drawers, and she squeezed her legs together as a cramp shot through her pussy. It wasn't quite the Lapplander spasm as an sexual climax, but it was voiceless to ignore. Her mouth was suddenly watering and her knees felt rickety. Her brain was picturing her on her knees with her Father-God tool in her lip and she didn't know why.

Just then, the bathroom door opened and Marissa stepped out into the hallway. Sarah pulled her attention away from her forefather bloomers and moved around him without saying a word. She grabbed Marissa's arm and led her into the spare bedchamber, closing the doorway behind her.

marking exhaled loudly and rushed down the stair. He didn't check at the kitchen to evidence his wife he was leaving, he just headed for the front door.

fifteen minutes later, he parked in the same parking blot as he did the day before, although this time his car was crooked in the quad, and hurried inside. This metre he didn't take time to discipline out the store upon entering, he headed directly to the sideboard and call up the Vanessa Bell six times. He waited about three instant then rang the bell several more times, until the pall was pushed aside and the beautiful gypsy woman stepped up behind the counter.

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

"I've got big problems gentlewoman. I need the counterpoison for that pie you gave me, and I need it right now."

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

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

"Has your wife consume all the pie already sir ?"

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

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

"Yes yes it's all gone. What does it matter ? Just attain me something to fix this jam. Please"

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

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

"Sir, look into my eyes sir."She put her manus on his face and his eyes met hers, her beautiful oculus, her deep, sensuous, sexy eyes, and he was lost in those eyes. His sum slowed down and his tension seeped away. The tenseness in his muscles vanished and he suddenly felt relaxed and at ease again.

When they finally broke eye inter-group communication, the sexy gypsy said"I can see that this is very stressful for you sir, but you must realize that what is done is done. Your daughter, her Quaker, and your wife have all eaten the pie, therefore, they all will involve to drink your seminal fluid once a day from now on or ..."

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

"They will tolerate greatly sir. You can not provide them to suffer."

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

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

Mark leaned in close and grabbed her hand. speaking in a hushed tone he said"I can not allow my girl to ... to suck my ... Jesus I can't even say it. She's my daughter for Jesus of Nazareth sakes."

"Your daughter is how old sir ?"

"Nineteen"

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

"But it's incest and it's fucking wrongly. Look, there must be something, some way you can help. I can't go home and"lowered his voice to a voicelessness again as if someone else was in the place"I can't go home and have sex with my daughter."

"Do you love your daughter sir ?"

"What sort of interrogative is that ? Of course of action I love my daughter, but I don't want to have sex with her. My God what will my wife think ? She'll go away me for sure, probably telephone the law to."

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

chump thought about how intense his wife came when he shot into her backtalk and a vision of his daughter doing the same crossed his head causing him to throb."My girl is a ... a lesbian, and her acquaintance is her lover."

The Gypsy woman brushed her long whisker away from her fount and said"I suppose that I can make you something that will admit them to still pleasure each other and you will ask a boost most likely. Having one woman addicted to your spermatozoon is okay, having three will drain you much too quickly. You should come out back with me to get a potion to help you stay strong."

This was all way too often for Mark to deal in. He could see his hale liveliness falling apart, his married woman, his daughter, both hating him but needing him and there was goose egg he could do about it. He felt like he was going to be sick. He backed up a brace steps and bumped into the shelves behind him, then, as the itinerant began to verbalise again, he turned and ran out into the sunshine, bending at the waist and sucking in capital breathing space of fresh air, his stomach threatening to regurgitate all the leftover he ate at midnight.

He contemplated not even going home, just getting in his car and driving away, never to repay, but the words of the gypsy kept rattling around in his head. They would all suffer if he didn't give them what they needed, and he couldn't live with himself knowing that his little female child was suffering and he had the therapeutic within him. In the end he drove back family to look the music.

-- -

Walking into his house, Mark didn't know what to expect, but what he found was way more than he bargained for. There was nobody in the kitchen or support room. Mark's office was empty too, but he could hear interference upstairs so he took a mystifying breathing place and headed up.

He stopped at his elbow room first and found his married woman masturbating on their bed. Her centre were closed and her hand was busily rubbing away at her snatch. She was moaning and crying. He stepped back out into the hallway and made his way to the scanty elbow room that his daughter and her girlfriend were using.

The doorway was closed, but not tight and as he peered through the crack, 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 showtime time in probably 16 years, he realized how beautiful her body was. He always knew that she was a gorgeous woman, tall, dark haircloth, flawless skin, athletic body with lowly b cup knocker. Sarah's mother was a magniloquent beautiful Asian woman and Sarah took after her.

Mark also was well aware of how pretty Marissa was. Her body type was completely dissimilar from Sarah's soundbox. Marissa was short, at just under five feet tall, and her soundbox was more filled out. She was all curves, with heavy DD boob and wide hips, she was the classic hourglass shape. The first time he saw her, Mark thought she resembled Anna Nichole Julia Evelina Smith all voluptuous with a reasonably face.

Seeing the two of them like they were caused target's phallus to swell up in his pants and he backed away feeling guilty that he would get turned on by his daughter. He made his way back to the original bedroom where his wife was still trying to get herself off. This sentence he shut the door behind him and made his way to the bed.

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

bull's eye took her hands in his and pulled her away, seeing a facial expression of despair in her cheek when he did."Honey, we need to talk."He said, meaning to secern her the altogether story.

"talk later, I need this now."She whined twisting her wrists in an try to tear her weaponry free.

"Sophia, I did a bad thing 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 mean, it's the pie ?"She asked. It was obvious that she must have suspected something since she ate the pie go 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 only if one in the way of the new ontogeny. I meant to talk to the owner about relocating her business since the attorney had no luck. There was a fair sex there, a gypsy woman"

"Did you do it her ?"Sophia interrupted. Her step wasn't accusatory, in fact the look in her center hadn't changed from when he came in the elbow room. He remembered what the gypsy woman had said about her sole caring about her daily fix and he decided to tell her the wholly 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 married woman's wrist and she was still twisting and trying to reach his fly."She told me that she was going to give me a potion, and that the potion would be for you, to help you get over your issue with oral examination sex. Honey, she put the potion in the pie that I brought home, the pie that you ate last night and Sarah and Marissa ate this morning."

Sophia's bridge player stopped twisting and she looked up at Mark again."Are you going to let me imbibe your cock or what ?"

It wasn't the reaction that Mark expected."Honey, did you hear what I said to you ? This ... this is not you, this is the pie, or whatever potion or spell out she put on the pie. You are addicted to my sperm, and now Sarah and Marissa are addicted too. They are going to need to accept my, my sperm or else they will suffer ... I don't know ... withdrawals I guess."

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

Mark was so shocked at her reaction, or lack of reaction, that he dropped her wrists, and she immediately began to unbutton and unzip his fly, yanking his rooster out through the first step and sucking him into her rima oris. Frustrated, Deutschmark used the last patch of information that he had that should get through to her"I fucked her. The itinerant woman, she sucked my dick, then she fucked me and when I came inside her cunt, she straddled the apple pie and squeezed all of the cum out of her pussy and onto the pie. The pie you ate was wide-cut of my cum from her pussy."

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

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

Sophia squealed in pleasure around her husbands throbbing cock. Her thighs clamped together and a shock moving ridge of spasms coursed through her body. Mark heard the audio of water splashing and saw a gush of nebuliser from between her wooden leg. She was cumming again.

-- -

Sophia collapsed after her orgasm, huffing and sucking air on the bed, her skin flushed and covered in a sheen of fret, her toes and finger still clenched. The spirit of sex hung heavy in the air as stigma stepped back from the bed and tucked his moist cock back in his pants. His mind still in a predicament, he turned toward the door and saw it spread just a crack and Marissa staring at him. He heard a gasp from her and she pulled away from the door.

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

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

"But what ? What do you want Marissa ?"He had a belief that he already knew the answer to that one.

"I ... I don't know"He saw her eyes fall to the front line of his pants and the look of thirst came over her. It reminded him of a movie vampire who sees a drop of blood.

"Where's Sarah ?"

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

"Why was you watching us Marissa ?"Another question that he already knew the answer to.

"I'm sorry Mr. John Rowlands, I don't know what's ejaculate over me. I ..."She glanced back at the node way doorway, behind which was her lover Sarah, then back to Mark"Can we go talk downstairs please."She whispered.

patsy knew where this was leading, but he could see the despair in her eyes."okeh, let's go."He said, thinking about how Sophia had acted when he told her the totally truth.

He followed her downstairs into the aliveness room, noticing how much she looked like a junkie 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 need.

The big motion-picture show window in the life elbow room looked out to the street where few 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, call me cross please"grade interrupted"We are practically syndicate now."

"Sorry. Mark, can we go to a room that has a little more privacy please ?"She asked, a anguish look plastered on her face.

Mark could recount that she was struggling mightily with all this and realized that she wasn't as far gone as his wife was. Perhaps it was because Sophia had eaten the pie on two separate occasions, where Marissa had only just exhaust it a few hours ago. He thought about asking her why she wanted to be more buck private, but decided that it was hard 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 gull considered his man cave, a project that he had been working on for the last few years. He had put up Sheetrock to cover the cementum paries, a drop cloth ceiling with can lights, wall to wall rug, and furniture. Being that it was a body of work in progress, he had yet to purchase a large screen TV. He was debating whether or not he wanted to buy a 65 column inch LCD, or just go with the projector that hung from the ceiling and projected the persona onto a covert.

Mark turned on the light at the bottom of the stairs and said"Okay Marissa, what do you want to blab out about ?"He sat down on the leather sofa, a sec handwriting piece 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 head and turned away mumbling"Oh this is so embarrassing."

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

She took a deep breathing time and turning back to him, she placed her left hand on his upper second joint. Shaking worse than ever, she looked up at him, her hand squeezing his second joint, and whispered"I don't know what's wrongly with me Mark. I love fair sex. I love Sarah. I don't like penis, I never have. I was with a guy once, in tenth grade in high schooling, and I hated it, it felt so damage, so awkward, and I pushed him away and ran. I'm attracted to charwoman, not men, but ..."She slid her helping hand just a bit toward his fork, it almost seemed like an accident, but Mark knew better.

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

For a long minute, her helping hand was still and stiff, just resting on the lump where he had placed it. Then, ever so slowly, she conformed her fingerbreadth around the lump until she was cradling him through his pants. She let out a long whistling breath, as if she had been holding it in for a while, and squeezed his phallus 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 legal injury with me ? This is so wrong."

marking reached down and unbuttoned his pants, eliciting a gasp from Marissa. She pulled her hand away when he began to turn down the zipper, her oculus following his every relocation. With his fly open, he took her hand again, looked into her eyes, and helped her slide her hand into his underclothing. Her breathing time caught in her throat and she shuddered.

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

She wrapped her fingerbreadth around his beam and gently pulled it through the opening of his underclothes.

Having just shot a cargo mere minutes ago, Mark was still soft and his penis had leaked a tiny amount of clear fluid, making the head sticky and wet.

Marissa was making strangled crying sounds from her throat as she fondled her girlfriends father, conflicting emotions running through her nous. She wanted to bend over and put it in her mouth, but she also wanted to get up and run back upstair to Sarah. They had made love just minutes ago, each hungrily licking each others pussies, but neither one could seduce the other cum. Finally, after what seemed comparable forever, they pulled away from each early unrealized. Sarah had laid on the bed, refusing to talk about it, and said she was going to take a nap, so Marissa had walked into the manse and peeked into cross and Sophia's room.

The only other hammer 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 right supporter, who knew that Darren liked her. With a few hr before her parents came home, he had made his move. He was nervous, but not as nervous as she was.

At that breaker point in time, she was scared to think about what her life would be like as a lesbian, so she desperately wanted to like penis. Darren's cock had been almost laughably voiceless, the head nearly empurple, and when he urged her to suck it, she did just that.

He lasted about fifteen seconds in her mouth before he grabbed her head in both handwriting and shoved his erupting hammer into the backrest of her throat. She remembered the feeling of it gagging her, choking her, bile rising up in the rachis of her throat, threatening to fare spraying out around his member. She remembered the tasting of his seminal fluid, hot, salty and bitter, and so awkward and thick it clogged her throat.

She remembered struggling to draw away, slapping and clawing at his second joint. When she was sure that she was about to pass out, he pushed her away, his still hard cock waving in the air, more cum leaking out and running down the shaft. She saw it all clearly, it was etched in her brain, as she coughed and retched and tried to spit the offending good deal into her hand.

It was the final time she ever wanted to see a penis again in her life sentence, and she decided at that distributor point that she didn't charge what her parents thought anymore, she was a lesbian through and through.

Now, as she sat here future to her girlfriends father, her bridge player on his easy moist member, she just wanted it in her mouth, shooting it's seminal fluid 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 snatch was throbbing just seeing it.

"Marissa, do you want to wet-nurse it ?"cross asked.

Never taking her eyes off it, Marissa nodded her pass.

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

After a brief reluctance, Marissa slowly leaned forward. Her oral cavity 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 plunge his flaccid member. As soon as she felt it against her tongue, 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 suck for Mark's prick to swell up to it's full distance. She had thick, soft rim and what she lacked in technique, she made up for in ebullience. Her knife was fluttering all over the helmet shaped head, while her lips worked up and down and her hand gripped the shaft.

Even though Saint Mark had just recently had an orgasm with his wife upstairs, it felt so different and good, that he was certain he would be able to cum again. After several minutes of Marissa working his erection though, he was really feeling the effects of too much stimulation, and he wasn't so sure that he would be able-bodied to cum.

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

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

Moving quickly, her embarrassment seemingly gone, Marissa pulled her tight top of over her head. Underneath, she was wearing a purple lace bra that seemed to be straining under the system of weights of her massive chest. She reached behind her back and effortlessly unlatched the shoulder strap, ( a feat of blind dexterity that always impressed Mark ) then pulled her arms tightly to her sides, which held the now loose garment up. She glanced at Mark again with a shy grin and waver of her eyes, before her eye locked onto his erecting again and she let the bra free fall down her arms to the floor.

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

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

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

She pushed the outside of her breasts together, creating a snug cranny between her two fleshy pillows, and tilted her headland so she could pick up his spongy head between her lip. She started to skid up and down and settled on just keeping her sass open and her clapper out so when she slid down she could skid her tongue over the bottom of his member. As she found her rhythm, her saliva dripped down his shaft, making the musical passage slick and increasing his sensation.

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

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

Deutschmark looked up at his daughter Sarah who was standing beside the sofa."Sarah, I ..."

"Oh my God pop, what are you doing ? ! ?"Sarah yelled, her face a masquerade party of disarray and anger."Marissa, you ..."

At that, Marissa finally pulled away from Deutsche Mark's slicked up penis, and turned toward Sarah."I can't help it Sarah, I need his cum."Her mitt gripped his still hard cock.

Sarah looked like she was going to shed up, until her centre lit upon Deutsche Mark's rooster. A dreamy look suddenly came over her, her centre glazed over and she licked her lips.

"Sarah, are you alright ?"home run 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 metrical foot and went to Sarah, putting her arm around her shank 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 Bohemian woman did something to the pie right ? Mom said she was going to see her."Sarah said, looking back at Mark but avoiding looking at his penis.

"Yes dearest, 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 sick gypsy woman put a hex on for mom to eat. A pie that would realise her lack to ... to execute fellatio on you."

"I know it vocalise loony, but I think the woman might stimulate hypnotised me or something. She's a crone I think."scrape said, realizing just how silly this all sounded.

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

"Sarah, I went to see her this dayspring 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 engage care of it, she has to."Sarah said. She was trying to delay strong, but Mark could see that she was struggling."C'mon Marissa, let's wait upstairs."She turned and started to move toward the stairs, but Marissa stayed still.

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

Sarah looked back"Marissa ... please come with me."Once again she looked at her Father-God's penis and her knees nearly buckled. She was weak, her mouth lachrymation and her puss throbbing.

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

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

Saint Mark could see the conflict she was going through and it was roughshod to watch."dear, it's alright. acquire what you need, you'll look better."

Marissa reached up and took Sarah by the mitt, tugging her down feather until she was kneeling following to her between sign's ramification."Go ahead babe, try it. It's sooo good."She said sliding her hand up and down the underside of cross's penis.

Sarah tried to avert her eyes but they kept being drawn back. She couldn't bring herself to bear upon it though, until Marissa finally took her hand and placed it where the prick turns into scrotum. The touch modality sent a tremor through Sarah's body. Once her deal was on her Father of the Church's penis, she couldn't take it off. Within moments she was sliding her hand up and down the intemperate shaft alongside Marissa's hand.

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

Sarah looked at her girl Marissa and pursed her lips. She was shaking her fountainhead no and the spirit in her eyes was one of express terror, but she couldn't pull her paw away and with Marissa nodding her headspring she felt her will was breaking.

gull was fascinated by the inner hullabaloo 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 error of looking at the cock that she was still holding, and her eye glazed over. She was mesmerized by the sight of it and she licked her rim again. That was when Marissa put her hired hand on the spinal column of Sarah's head word and gently pushed her forward.

Sarah had given up and didn't resist when her girlfriend pushed her psyche forward. As her rim came into contact with the ray of light, a mini orgasm shook her to her nub, and she gave in to the feelings and sucked the head into her mouth.

-- -

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Sophia walked into the ‘ beldame brewage Potions'workshop, aim on solving this quandary that she found herself in. After her incredible sexual climax with her husband, she laid on the bed recuperating and thinking about what he had told her. His story had been so farcical, that she was sure it wasn't reliable.

Sophia got up, put on a robe, and went to Sarah's way to get some information. She knocked on the room access and opened it, walking in to detect her girl lying naked on the bed, and looking disconcert. Sarah covered herself and invited her mom in.

It took some goading, but eventually Sarah broke down and told Sophia that she was having some really messed up ‘ daydream'as she called them. She wouldn't enjoin her mother what the revery were about until Sophia told her about what Saint Mark had told her earlier, then she started to cry hysterically and said that she was having those Lapp imaginativeness of sucking her father's penis.

Armed with this new noesis, Sophia now knew that what Mark had told her was the trueness, and she vowed to take caution of it. She told Sarah to go retrieve Marissa and hold open her away from sign."I'll go find this gypsy squawk and give her a while of my mind."She told her.

Now, as she marched into the pocket-size shop, her ire seething, she was gear up to tear into this gipsy woman and insist that she do something about this mess. She didn't bother to look around when the bell over the door jangled, she marched right up to the counterpunch and announced herself."Hello ! ! ! I need soul out here right now ! ! !"

The pall was pushed aside and Sophia looked into the middle of the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Now Sophia was not at all attracted to cleaning woman, but when she looked into this woman's deep depressed center, like pools of watch glass clear water, she found herself at a loss for words.

"Hello ma'am, how can I serve you ?"The stunning knockout asked.

"Uhh, I um, I need to uh public lecture to you about ..."She was lost all of a sudden, as if she couldn't remember at all the ground she had come into this tea cozy little shop at all.

"It's quite O.K. ma'am, just look into my heart and I will know what you need."Her vocalization was slick smooth and sexy.

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

For the future ten minutes, Sophia stared into the eternal eyes of the fiery redhead, her trance going inscrutable and thick, until finally the gypsy pulled away. Sophia blinked rapidly several meter and listened to what the lady behind the buffet told her.

"I see that you have a dilemma that you need solved, is that objurgate ma'am ?"

"Y - yes"

"I think that I have the entirely possible solution to your problem ma'am, but you'll need to follow me into the vertebral column elbow room so I can mix a potion."She watched as Sophia made her way around the end of the counter and then held heart-to-heart the curtain for her.

Sophia walked into the backbone room, noticing that it seemed much too large for the little edifice. She was led to a lowly cot and told to strip all her clothes off. She was still in a enchantment, but her judgement was not totally gone, so she asked why she needed to be naked.

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

Surely she couldn't be severe, think Sophia, there's no way in Scheol that I'm getting discase in straw man of this unknown fair sex. That's what her mind was telling her, but when she looked down, she realized that her pants were down around her ankles and she was pulling them off. Her organic structure was moving on its own agreement and while she tried to clear her wooly mind, she completely stripped off all her clothes.

It was alarming in a way how she wasn't in ascendance of her own faculties, but at the like time she had a feeling of safety, that this strange but beautiful woman would postulate care of her and that all her pauperism would be met. She was strangely at ease, a entire turn around from the way she walked in to the store.

Sophia was led to an old cot up against the back wall, where she was instructed to lay down. She watched as the sexy gypsy fair sex took her articulatio talocruralis in her hands and spread her pegleg wide, then crawled up between her legs and began licking her twat.

This was something that mug had tried to do with her a few times, but she could never allow herself to savor the feel because she was always so strain when he tried. It all stemmed back to when she was a tike in school. Her family was poor so she was forced to wear second base hired hand clothes that didn't always fit her too well. She was picked on and bullied a whole lot because of it, and she grew up with an intragroup dialog that still, to this day, told her that she was not good enough. She still loved Mark, but his injudiciousness caused her to think that she wasn't secure enough for him also.

The fact that it was a char who was now licking her pussy was another affair that should give birth disturbed Sophia. Her intellection about sapphism 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 soft silky tongue fluttering around her clitoris was just heavenly, and when she felt the sexy youthful woman sliding something inside her pussy, her excitement increased.

Hands slip under Sophia's thighs and up her torso, causing her waist to be lifted up, her legs wall hanging over her, and her ass tilted forward. The hands continued, one on each side, massaging their way up her rib cage and ending up on her breast, which swelled when she sucked in a corking lungful of air. finger's breadth and thumb went to work on each nipple, gently pinching and tugging, making her brown, tender nubs of flesh stand tall.

possibility her middle, Sophia looked down at the gypsies eyes peering up at her from above her pubic bone. Those incredible, intense centre, the windows into her soul, were somehow changing the inner dialog in Sophia's head, replacing the taunts and injurious trick with understanding and love and desire.

Sophia could feel something sliding deep into her vagina, much deeper than any human tongue was equal to of reaching, but she somehow knew that it was the Romani tongue that was worming around inside her, like a longsighted wet snake that was trained to bed all the right on position to cause just the right amount pleasance. She knew it was her tongue because the woman's handwriting were on her titty while her oral fissure was plastered over her vulva, sucking her entire kitty-cat with relish.

The fact that she could sense this impossibly prospicient glossa gliding around inside her, reaching places that her husband penis had never reached, should deliver alarmed Sophia enough to send her running away, but instead, it seemed like the most rational affair that she could be doing at this time.

Then she felt the slippery eel shaped harmonium touch a place inside her that she never knew existed. She had heard public lecture about the G pip in women and always thought it was nothing more than propaganda to sell powder store, but now she was having second persuasion about that as she felt this indefinable joy building up inside her.

Sophia was going to cum, and the tone that she had last night and in the beginning today with score, the touch that she was going to micturate, was back. The first two sentence she felt the look when she came, she was unable to hold it and she wound up drenching her bed. It hadn't seemed to disoblige Mark and after her powerful climax, she was too worn out to worry about it either. Now however, she had a adult female whose oral fissure was attached to her snatch and didn't seem to be ready to move anytime soon.

"Oh my God I'm gon na cum, you should displace !"Sophia managed to breathlessly tell the woman, who's eyes narrowed to prick as if she was grinning widely. The snaking appendage inside her continued it's Assault on her G spot and she gripped the sides of the cot with her mitt as the orgasm took hold of her.

-- -

Sarah couldn't believe that she was on her knees sucking on the head of her begetter's penis. This was not supposed to happen. Her mother had warned her about her male parent, something that she would have never believed if she hadn't been having these crazy vision of him defenseless, his self-conceited cock dripping juices that made her pussycat throbbing and her lip water.

She had been so upset with herself for having these visions and had tried to put them out of her drumhead by fooling around with Marissa, but it hadn't worked at all. No matter how voiceless they both tried, neither one of them could get the early to cum, and when Marissa started acting weird, 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 Rommany woman. It made her tegument crawl to call back that her father could do something like that. Her mother said to bide as far away from her Father as possible, but when she went looking for Marissa, her sorry concern were realized. She meant to get her girlfriend out of there, but instead, she found herself doing the one affair that she was sure she wouldn't do.

The member in her sassing, her Father-God penis, was giving her foreign but delectable notion in her pussy, and while it was in her mouth, she was happier than she had ever been in her stallion life. It was like this was what she was meant to do, and she was going to continue sucking this dick until it spewed its life, its essence into her mouthpiece, and she would swallow all that he offered and be content.

As for crisscross, he could see that Sarah had no more queasiness 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 grand flavour and the sight of two sexy fair sex both trying to down his cock, even though one of the adult female happened to be his very own daughter.

Things were getting serious now as Sarah and Marissa were both sucking on Mark's cock together. Sarah would go down on the read/write head while Marissa was tonguing and sucking the sack, then they would switch. While they were both working on crisscross's tool, they were also rubbing each others sopping wet slit. They were both moaning and whining and it was so be intimate hot that scar was quickly worked up to the sharpness of orgasm.


"Oh shit girls, I'm almost there. I'm gon na cum."bell ringer groaned.

Sarah, upon hearing that her father was going to cum, catch his shaft and held it straight up. Marissa moved up and both girls put their lips on the forefront together, as if they were kissing each early with a penis between them. Sarah even felt the first shot of seminal fluid traveling up his scape, before squirting up between the two sets of backtalk. Both girlfriend got a sound taste and they both immediately began to cum also, their pussycat both squirting a bazaar total of juice and filling the way with the unmistakable tone of sex.

The two girls both did their adept to share the entire cargo and when Mark's stopcock finally stopped spewing its payload, they each licked the remains off each others rim and impudence, and finished by passionately kissing each other while they knelt in their own succus.

-- -

Shuddering and moaning, her muscle clenching through titillating spasms, Sophia rode through her third uttermost coming in two days, the very first one ever brought on by another woman. Although the two orgasms that she enjoyed with her married man had been incredible, they occurred with little or no input. This one was all due to stimulation, and the stimulus was like none she had ever experienced.

Not wanting to spray her juice while the Gypsy adult female was still down there sucking and tickling her interior with an impossibly prospicient glossa, Sophia tried to hold back, but with her G topographic point being massaged so expertly, she couldn't have held it in if she wanted and she felt and heard her powerful nebuliser forcing its way past the snakelike appendage inside her. She wanted it to halt and she never wanted it to stop.

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

Sophia was spraying so hard and it was all going the fair sex's mouth. As soundly as her orgasm felt, it was also the most draining orgasm she ever had. It seemed as if her energy was all spraying out of her pussy with her juices, and she had a moment where she envisioned the itinerant as a vampire who drained a person's life story force through their genital organ. Certainly a absurd whim to be for certain, but the pie had seemed preposterous too.

When her climax finished, Sophia felt so drained that she could barely hold back her middle open. What she saw seemed like it must have been a pipe dream. She felt the tongue sliding out of her pussy before the gypsy pulled her grimace away from her kitty-cat. It was what she saw next that was so dreamlike, that she would later query if she really had seen it. The gypsy woman's brass were blown up like a balloon all the way to her cervix. They seemed impossibly large, and she struggled to keep her eyes surface long enough to determine the woman blame up an ornate bottle and spit the intact capacity of her lip into it.

Exhausted, Sophia fell into a deep sleep.

-- -

The next thing Sophia knew, she was back in the first room in the shop standing at the counter. Her apparel were back on and she wondered if it all had been a aspiration. The curtain was pushed aside and out stepped an old frail looking woman with the deep line lining her face. She was carrying an ornate bottleful that was stopped with a cork and Sophia thought looked strangely comrade, but couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"Okay dear,"The old decrepit woman said in a gravelly voice,"now to help you with your problem, you need to puddle sure that all the char who ate the pie take a potable from this bottle, including you. You should finish all the drinking in here to make sure that it will never wear off off. Also, I have something that you should give to your married man. I tried to give it to him earlier when he came in, but he left too soon."

The old woman reached down below the rejoinder and pulled out a strange looking root and placed it on the counterpunch. Sophia could tell it was a root because it resembled a Daucus carota sativa with a green root sticking up from one end and several leafage coming off the stalk. But the root was definitely not a carrot. For one, it was not orange, but the color of pelt, and it was not shaped like a carrot, it looked exactly like an set up member, with vena and a mushroom shaped head.

"It is very important that your husband drinks the juice that are inside this root, no matter how much he balks at doing it, if you need to force him, then effect him, but relieve oneself sure as shooting he drinks all the juices inside here. He should put this end in his oral cavity and suck it like a straw until zippo more comes out."

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

"It is mentula olus, and it will chip in your husband the durability he is going to necessitate for this. It is imperative 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 have asked more questions, but she was still in a fog about what had happened since she had arrived, and she was still in a soporific like trance. She picked up the nursing bottle in one hand and the rootage was still in her other hand, and left the shop class on still wonky legs.

When Sophia arrived back at her home, she carried the bottleful and unusual penis shaped solution directly to the kitchen. She hid the root word in a rarely opened closet up over the icebox before popping the bob on the bottle. She took out three tall glasses and poured equal amounts in all three drinking glass until the feeding bottle was abandon. Each glass was nearly one-half full phase of the moon with the murky fluid.

She picked up one ice and smelled it. It smelled like distaff 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 frost tea, then capped off each glass with the cold sweet tea. She took out a hanker spoon and stirred each field glass, then smelled one of them again. Now it smelled like nix More than iced tea. Picking the spyglass up, she drank the mixture down.

After finishing the full contents of the crank, she set the glass in the sink and burped. It had tasted like frost tea with a hint of something else. Not feeling at all different from before she drank the stuff, she decided to go find the miss and have them drink the rest.

Sophia found the two lady friend sitting together in the den, and upon seeing them, she was struck by how sexy they both looked. A vivid picture of Sarah and Marissa naked and making love to each former flashed through Sophia's psyche and she felt her pussy vellication. She closed her eyes and shook her principal, pushing the figure out of her psyche, and wondering why she was thinking like that.

"Hi daughter, would you both come with me to the kitchen please."Sophia asked and waited for them to get up and follow her. She wondered if they had both managed to last out away from gull 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 gypsy, and she seemed real refer 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 salute my glass and it tastes just like frost tea."

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

"It should take aim care of our problem love, and mind, you shouldn't spirit bad, either one of you, if you did anything with Mark already, it's not your fracture at all."

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

Both girls began drinking the potion until both glasses were empty-bellied. Once finished, both little girl 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 thought, Marissa replied"I don't know, not really."And she didn't really feel any different either, she thought to herself, as she admired how aphrodisiacal her lady friend mother really was and wished they were all naked.

"How about you Sarah ? Do you find any different ?"Sophia questioned.

Sarah shrugged and shook her head back and forth slowly, but her mind was picturing what her mother would bet like naked and she wondered what her pussy would taste like.

"Okay girlfriend, I've got one Sir Thomas More affair that I need to do, and I may take your help."Sophia went to the cupboard where she had hidden the rootage and pulled it out."This is a particular root that is supposed to help your father, but I don't think that he will want to train it."

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

"No, he has to suck the juice out of it and swallow up them."

Sarah smiled a devious smile 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 parcel his sperm. He needed a workout to clear his head of all the hoot that had happened. Upstairs was his workout elbow room where he had a salt mine, weightiness system, stationary cycle, and other tools of the trade. He spent the side by side 45 minutes working up a sweat.

He was interrupted by his wife calling from down the hall."Honey, can you please get along to the sleeping room. I need you rightfield away."

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

thought process that Sophia must be in another way, Mark said"Uh sorry girls."and he turned around, bumping right into his wife, also nude."Savior what th ..."he said, momentarily startled."dearest, what the shtup 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 mark at the way they were all acting.

"You have opened up all our minds to carnal pleasance that we never knew before. We owe you so much for that."Sophia said, as she continued to upgrade upon a retreating Gospel According to Mark.

Mark could distinguish there was something very amiss with the way they all were acting. He knew that Sophia had gone to the shop, so that was where he started."What happened to you at the shop class ?"He asked his married woman as she was trying to pull at his clothes. He stepped back one Sir Thomas More time and his legs came upon the metrical foot of the bed.

"Girls, take him down."Sophia said evenly, and before Mark could react, his arms were grabbed from behind by both girls and Sophia pushed unto him using her unanimous dead body. With both young woman pulling back on his branch and his wife tackling him, he had no chance and found himself on his backbone with his wife astride him, her broad free weight on his chest.

"What the hell are you doing ?"He was worried now as the miss pulled his branch up over his head and held him like that. crisscross was a fairly hard guy, but the way they had him, he had no purchase to pull his munition down. Plus there was the fact that he had just finished his workout, a particularly strenuous workout at that, and he was too tired and sore to muster any strength.

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

"What do you entail ?"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 workshop. I guess I thought that it was going to deal our cravings for your semen away, but it seems to have not worked. We all still want your cock and cum mug. So I guess that her poppycock didn't work this metre, but that's okay, because she showed me some incredible things bull's eye. When she licked my kitty and stuck her natural language up inside me, I thought I would never stop cumming. It was so fucking practiced, and now that I know how fun it is to get laid cleaning lady, I'm not holding back anymore. I realize now why our fiddling girl the like 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 grounds with Sarah instead."Sarah honey, let me up. Can't you see that this is not the way your mother acts ? That cleaning lady did something to her, she's been brainwashed or something."

What Sarah said side by side sent a chill down stain's pricker."It's alright daddy, Mom just wants me and Marissa and her to all be lovers 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.

Mark tried to reason with Sophia once more."Listen hon, you are my wife and I am so sorry that I did this to you, but you need to fight this. You know deep down that this is untimely, this is not what any of you want. Let me up and we can all go together to see the gipsy. We can exact that she take this curse away ..."

"Curse ? ! ?"Sophia barked"This is no condemnation grade. This is Age of Reason. Look, all you need to do is suck on this root like it's a straw, and you will happen out."She held up the penis shaped theme in front of Mark's face.

It looked like a seven in penis attached to some kind of plant. Saint Mark shook his read/write head 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."

fool could experience the girls moving around on his coat of arms while still keeping him pinned down. At 1st he didn't know what they were doing, and when he realized what they had, it was too late. They climbed off his now bound arms and moved to his stage which were still planted on the floor. Deutsche Mark looked up at his arms which were now tied together. The other end of the rope was tied tightly to the headboard. He tested the international nautical mile and the strength of the R-2 and found out that it was tightly tied and very strong.

While he was testing the Mexican valium holding his arms, he became cognizant of his legs being pulled apart, stretched to either side of the bed, and realized too late that they were also tied."diddlysquat ! 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 weaponry and legs boundary and helpless now, the two au naturel miss used a distich of pair of scissors to set out cutting off all of Deutschmark's workout clothes. One pulled off his sneakers and air-sleeve while the other cut his underdrawers and underclothes off until he was naked from the waist down. The scissors were then passed to Sophia, who began to cut off his muscle shirt.

Naked and at their mercy, Mark side by side asked"O.K., so now what ? I'm not letting you put that in my mouth and I'm certainly not going to suck 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 sorry, because you can plow pain but you can't handle being tickled. retrieve when you said that gull ?"

He did remember. It was a time when he and Sophia were being playful a few years ago and wrestling in the livelihood elbow room. Sarah had come to her mothers rescue and the two of them used tickling to lay down 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 ticklish, and said that when he was a boy, he had been held down by his older brother and tickled until he peed himself. They all laughed at the taradiddle, but bell ringer had said that he really hated being tickled.

Sophia saw the reaction in her husbands brass and continued"You will not only go down on this root Mark, but you will beg me to allow you to nurse this root. It may take in an hour, or two time of day, hell it may take all day long even. We don't care how hanker it takes cross, we can wait. We are going to see just how ticklish you really are love, and when you have had enough, you will beg me to let you suck this. Then we will stop."

"Jesus Sophia, don't do this. Sarah, Marissa, let me up, please, 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 woman were attacking him from every different angle. Marissa was tickling both his human foot at the same time, running her fingertips back and forth along the soft underside. Sarah had sat up on his upper limb and was tickling his armpits, while his wife was sitting on his limp phallus and attacking his sides.

To sign, it was the worst overrefinement that they could serve up out and he was going natural state trying unsuccessfully to get away. He was laughing uncontrollably, losing his breath and gasping, rip pouring from his heart, while he tried to get out a few unmortgaged words.

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

While Sophia was digging her finger's breadth into Mark's incline, she noticed that his peter was growing under her ass."Hey girl, look at this."She said, stopping her titillation to stand up and register them that his turncock was standing straight up."He likes this. Let's give him more."

They had all stopped for a moment to see and score, still gasping said"W- wait, just waiting. 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 concoction."Are you gear up to suck the base ?"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 ?"Mark was breathing so hard he was huffing.

"well, I'm not certain dearest, but we can find out in a hurry if you just go down on it."Sophia said.

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

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

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

"clear up"Sophia ordered, and when he did, she placed the cock shaped tooth root in her married man mouth. She watched him close his lips around the header and then pretend to suck on it. It was a pathetic playing job and she dug her digit into his side again and yelled"Suck it ! ”.

Mark was almost surprised by the warmth of the phallic looking origin. It felt alive in his back talk and he moved his backtalk up and down in an attempt to trick his wife. When she dug her finger's breadth into his side again and yelled ‘ suck it ’, he involuntarily began sucking. It was only a footling bit, but that was all it took. One lilliputian suck and a tiny bit of warm fluid squirted into his mouth. It was a bitter savoring fluid that had a uncanny affect on his mouth, it caused him to pucker, which which in tour caused him to suck more which caused much more fluid to force out into his sass. He wasn't in dominance of his mouth anymore and couldn't full point suck if he wanted to.

It took about twenty moment before the root was vacuous and it took another twenty seconds before Mark got restraint of his mouth enough to contain sucking and pitter-patter the affair out. He hadn't even noticed that he was cumming inside his married woman's kitty while he was swallowing the fluid.

Sophia noticed though that his shaft was going piano inside her and when she slid off, a glob of white cum leaked from her pussy onto his leg. The two fille who had earlier shared his cum, both moved on it quickly. Marissa being on the floor got to it first and licked the slime off his leg before engulfing his flaccid hammer in her mouth and sucking the remaining fluid off, moaning and cumming the whole time.

Sarah looked on in dashing hopes as she still needed to eat Sir Thomas More of her dads cum, but Sophia, seeing her daughter's face said"Come here dear and blow it out of me."She spun around on the bed and spread her pegleg wide.

Without a second thought or a concern about it being her mother, Sarah dove down and clamped her mouth around her own mother's pussy. She started to suck and was rewarded with a stream of cum oozing into her mouth."Mmmm"she moaned as she swallowed the flock and continued to suck, her own pussy going into spontaneous spasms of coming.

Just then, Marissa gasped and picked her top dog up."feel, he's hard again !"She announced and trusted enough sign's overused cock was standing erect again.

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

Sarah pulled her rima oris off her mother's pussycat and said"well then let's afford it a try."

target was uncertain what was going on and was surprised that his prick was still gruelling, but then the foreign 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 present moment, Sarah picked up her question and said"It's wonderful, he's cumming so much."

Marissa put her lips around his piffling promontory next and sucked, and was rewarded with a blast of cum which she swallowed down. She slid her lips back until just the very tip of Mark's member was still between them and sucked as if she was sucking soda through a chaff. Her hand wrapped around his shaft felt the viscous fluid flowing as she sucked and swallowed.

It was a very strange feeling for Mark as the two girls drained his balls. It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling, but there was little to no pleasure involved. A few moments later, when his wife took his cock and sucked half of his distance into her mouth, he felt the pleasure of the cock sucking, but she stopped after sucking a taste of his cum.

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

He watched as Marissa lay above him on the bed, her peg dispersed wide and held open by her arms, while Sarah knelt on the level in front of her beating and sucking her pussy. Meanwhile, not to be outdone, Mark's wife Sophia, who had always been turned off by lesbians, was on her knees behind her very own daughter, licking away at her ass. It was a disturbing but highly erotic scene.

For the next hr, while Mark begged to be set free, the three women fingered, fisted, licked, sucked and fucked each former to several screaming orgasms. About half way through their orgy, Sophia grew tired of listening to Mark's whining and she crammed a distich of her girl's underclothing into his oral cavity. She used a soiled pair of her rayon stocking to gag him so he wouldn't be capable to spit out the undies, then she rejoined the orgy.

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epilog

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

The more the three char were together, the More depraved their legal action became. It seemed as if the frost tea mixing had taken away all their suppression, leaving them willing to try anything that came to mind, no matter how degrading or perverted it was. Mather and girl and Marissa became extremely familiar with every inch of each others torso and there was never an troy ounce of jealousy between them.

Watching the three char closely, Mark noticed that they all seemed to suit drunk by each others womanly smells. Things that they would have looked at as gross or disgusting in the past tense, was now highly titillating to all three. For instance, they seemed to get aroused by sniffing each others armpits, base, and asses. They would also smell out each others soiled underclothes and get aroused by the musky scent.

stigma was getting frustrated at being used as nothing Sir Thomas More than a drinking fountain by all three woman who now lived in his home. It seemed to St. Mark like the only thing the women were concerned in anymore was each others trunk. They all came to see him every day to get their fill of semen that they craved, but then they wanted to have sex with each former, leaving Mark to sit on the sidelines and watch. He would get so turned on by watching that he would she-bop, but that didn't seem to sour anymore.

He would often inflame up to one of the young woman sucking the pass of his cock and swallowing the semen that just flowed out of it. It always felt effective, but they would never go forward until he could actually feel an orgasm.

He made a rejoinder trip back to the potion shop class a few sidereal day later. The beautiful, sexy Rommany smiled and welcomed him. He had prepared himself for this moment, and even though he struggled to keep his mind from turning into a pile of pulp, he managed to ask her what the potion was that she had given his wife.

The account she gave cleared everything up for Mark. She said that since there was no way to turn back the pilot potion, and all three women were going to prevent coming to him everyday for his spermatozoan, she was concerned that there would be jealousy between them. The solely resolution was to give them something to take on away all their inhibition. The potion also would countenance them all to sexually meet each other instead of them only getting their satisfaction from swallowing his sperm.

The rootage was something that would countenance Deutschmark to easily pump out plenty of sperm, enough to fulfil all three womanhood every undivided day, and she assured him that he could still savor the delight associated with orgasm. He left the shop with response and a pocket-sized ampul that she had given him. The potion inside, if he chose to take it, would loosen his prohibition, so he would check beating himself up over the fact that he was having sexual relations with his own daughter.

He decided to drink 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 vista, but he was tortured by the fact that it was his daughter who he was lusting over. After he swallowed the liquid in the ampule, he walked over to his wife, pulled her chief up, and shoved his swollen cock into his daughters pussy. He kept pulling out and alternating between fucking his daughters pussy and his wife's mouth, finishing

His plans for acquiring the old, dilapidated building for the land seemed unimportant now, and marking retreated from the hustle and stir of daily life story, opting instead to live off his acquired wealth.

The days that followed were filled with sex. All four of them stayed naked almost all the time while they were home and cipher was off bound. Their play was only limited by their imagination and with the cyberspace readily available, their imagination never slowed. Every secret fancy that any one of them ever considered was evenhandedly game now that they had no inhibitions, and all of them was more than will to try anything new.

The End