Rob and Lori were in their previous 40s and even they had to intromit they were leading a life of achiever, leisure and mania. They had met after college when each were working in Atlanta on their outset caper. fellow worker from their two power happened to be at the like bar and the interpersonal chemistry between Rob and Lori was instant.

Both had spent a beneficial portion of their college geezerhood experimenting and exploring their libidos. Rob had several threesomes - both MFM and FMF. Lori had done the same in condition of threesomes plus in her first off two years of livelihood on campus she and her roomie often had sex. They were good friends and there was never an emotional attachment - they just each enjoyed sex and when they were horny, it was just as simple to explore and meet each other's bodies as it was to go detect a hard cock.

Early in their suit both were hotdog and honest about their intimate story and their erotic fantasies. Engaging in threesomes with other male and female person only tightened their adhesiveness. Soon after marriage ceremony, they started to get together with couples into the swinging fit and they loved the exemption of having sex with other people. And it greatly enhanced their love making at home.

They had their first two fry a year apart - Jacob and then Julie. Three days after Julie, their youngest - Janelle - was born. Being parents became a antecedency and their heritor love spirit was scaled back. They still were able to get away for a dark of swinging once every couple of months, but it wasn't until Jacob turned 18 that Rob and Lori's erotic love liveliness took an unexpected turning into taboo territory.

The summer before Jacob's elderly twelvemonth, he was visiting colleges. Julie was playing on her traveling softball team and Rob was meddlesome at work and would be at place with Janelle. Despite Jacob's protest that he could travel alone, Lori went with him.

On the final dark of their trip, the reservation for their airport hotel was screwed up and instead of two rooms there was just one, with a king bed, available. They were both threadbare and didn't want to chevvy with trying to line up another hotel. Lori was a bit uncomfortable about sharing a bed with her 18-year-old son but decided she was being silly.

Jacob had played lacrosse for four long time and had a solid, sinewy body. When he got prepare for bed, he was wearing just a couplet of boxers. His physical structure was lean, his stomach flat and toned. Lori had seen him shirtless around the house but seeing him just wearing boxers was different. There was a flicker of foreplay in the rachis of her nous that she quickly dismissed. Still, she admitted that her son was more of a young man than a teen boy.

Something in her libido was sending sign to her psyche and her dreams had a vague sexual nature. About 4 a.m., she woke up to go to the bathroom. Jacob was on his side, facing away from her. When she finished and before she returned to the bed, she gasped. Francois Jacob had rolled on his rear and his erect cock was pointing straight up through the fly in his boxers. He was at least as large as his father.

Lori's understructure were glued to the base. The light from the can illuminated half the bed and enough for her to see her son's erection. She realized her breathing was quickened and that her tit were getting hard and poking against her outsize nap shirt. She tried as hard as she could to advertize the thoughts from her thinker, but she realized that her intimate tautness was primed and that she wanted her son's cock.

She left the light on and climbed onto the bed, kneeling over his erect rod. He must take had some form of pipe dream for him to be this backbreaking. She could see a silvery drop-off of precum that had leaked out of his tip. Lori closed her eyes, her chest heave with desire. She was about to go off the cryptical end.

She reached forward and wrapped both deal around his scratch and started jacking it, her hands twisting up and down. A moan escaped his brim and he was slowly coming out of his deep sopor. When her thumb rubbed over his swollen rooster promontory, using the precum for lubrication, that erotic sensation brought him out of his slumber.

"MMMMMAAAAHHH, that feels … so ripe … damn,"he mumbled. But then his optic focused on who was bringing him such pleasure.

"MOM. HOLY bastard … WHAT THE HELL ? You're jacking me off… MOM, are you alright ?"

"Calm down, just decompress sweetie. I woke up and went to the bathroom and when I came back, I was looking at this. What an telling cock you have. You take after your father."

As she spoke those words, she continued to she-bop his tool. She leaned over him and spit on his purple glans, then rubbed that slickness on his egotistical peter. His read/write head rolled from English to side.

"JESUS MOM … roll in the hay … that feels so good."

His hip joint were rocking. One of Lori's hands reached down to caress his ball sack, her fingernails lightly teasing. That was all he could contract. His turncock erupted like a geyser, his creamy spunk shooting over a foot in the air. He arched his back and poke his rose hip upward as his mother continued to milk his cock and vamper out every drop of his jizz.

Jacob felt like the small half of his body had turned to jelly and his encephalon was in a fog. None of his jerk sitting had ever produced an sexual climax that powerful. He quickly regained his sensation and returned to reality when he felt a hot sassing and tongue on his stomach. He looked down to see his mother thrashing and lapping up the blotch of his duncical cream.

"Mom, gawd, what are you doing ?"

Lori didn't resolution, she just moaned as she collected his tonic kindling in her backtalk, swallowing each fourth dimension she got a taste. Jacking off her son's potent, beautiful turncock had flipped a switch in her libido. intellection of taboo relations with her first born had been shoved deep in the dorsum of her mind. She wanted his peter and another encumbrance of his cum.

Jacob yelped in surprisal when her sassing covered the end of his still heavily cock, licking the slick residue that remained on his swollen shaft thickening. An completed pecker sucker, Lori showed him some of her acquisition and as her sass worked on the end of peter, she could feel it twitching with arousal.

Assured that her son 's cock was primed, she straddled his hips and yanked aside the crotch isthmus of her pantie. She fisted the base of his cock, positioned her juicy snatch over the tumesce knob and slowly lowered herself, skewering her pussy with his rod. Francois Jacob threw his arms wide and he growled his favourable reception."FFUUUCCCKING SHHITTTTT. Gawd, my peter … inside you. SOOOO GOOOOOOOOD."

Lori whipped off her Night shirt and Jacob watched her C-cup breasts, still firm, leaping as she rocked herself up and down on his concentrated rod. He brought his hands to her chest and cupped her agglomerate, feeling her tough nipples in his palms.

"YESSSSS. romp with my titties,"she hissed as she continued to reverberate up and down on her sarcoid pogo stick.

Neither participant needed lots stimulus. Lori reached down and diddled her severe clit as she rode her son's tool, which soon began to throb in preparation for another explosion. When he began spurting his loads into her female parent's belly, the excitement was enough to push her to an orgasm.

Lori rolled off and she could find his creamy kindling leaking between her pussycat lips. She went to the bathroom to cleanse up as much as she could. She changed into a fresh duo of panties and put on her Nox shirt.

Jacob was on his back, his dick deflated and still outside of his drawers. Lori tucked it inside his shorts.

"Jacob,"she said in a sonant representative,"there is no ignominy in what we did. This was between a Edward Young man and an Old woman who each needed their trunk to receive sexual spillage. We'll talk about this more when we get home. There's a lot that your Padre and I need to talk over with you and your baby. It's zilch bad, nothing to be concerned about.

"I think you enjoyed our little fun time here. I certainly did. You should be lofty that you gave an older woman so practically pleasure."

CHAPTER 2

Their flight of steps home didn't leave until early afternoon. Jacob woke up number one and Lori could hear him taking a shower. Her thinker rewound their middle-of-the-night tryst. She was wondering what, if anything, might interchange in the light source of a new day.

That thought was answered when Jacob walked out of the bathroom. He was naked and his peter was at full attention. He stood and looked at his mother, who was under the sheet, her whisker tousled from sleeping, a look that added to her sexiness. She could see his cock twitch.

Without a word, Lori got out of bed and walked to her son. She dropped to her knees and folded a manus around his asshole's base and her mouth engulfed his pecker head. His hide tasted fresh and clean and she was soon rewarded with salty drops of his precum. Jacob spread his stance slightly and moaned as his hands tangled in his mother's hair.

Lori's oral attainment soon overwhelmed Francois Jacob's sore rod. He gritted his teeth, leaned back and his hot sperm cell spurted out of his rooster, filling his mother's mouth with a creamy burden that she gulped down.

She stood up and gave him a motherly buss on the cheek."Get dressed and go down to the eating house for breakfast ask for a tabular array in the corner, away from people. I'll get showered and dressed and fulfil you down there."

Over breakfast, in hushed tones, Lori and Jacob discussed the new moral force of their family life. Lori did nigh of the talking and nigh of what she said gave Jacob an erection and put a smiling on his cheek. His female parent explained that while a vast bulk of mass consider incest a deadly sin, what went on in a family was that home's business enterprise. Last Night had broken a seal that could never be closed. Lori didn't want it closed. She told Jacob that as long as he lived at home and for as long as he wanted, they could be sexual partners.

After they returned habitation, Lori and Francois Jacob acted as if zip had happened. Julie had returned from her tournament. To the ministration of the mother and the son, that Billy Sunday night was like hundred of other Sunday nights.

Rob and Lori went to bed early. Lori was hesitant to recite her hubby, but she worked up the courage to explain what had happened between Francois Jacob and her. They were laying on their position, facing each other. Rob asked her for details, which she provided. Her chronicle ended with her de***********ion of her morning blowjob.

Rob was silent before smiling."That lucky … mother fucker,"he said, realizing his de***********ion was totally on target."damn, Lori. So, you really enjoyed Francois Jacob's cock ?"

She answered with a nod.

Rob quickly pushed her flat on her back and moved to straddle her. She could see his cock was fully erect, pushing the front of the gym shorts he slept in. He grabbed the bottom of her sleep shirt and yanked it up around her arm perdition. He pounced on her chest, moving his mouth back and Forth River to lavish each unvoiced nipple with his tongue, lips and mouth.

He pushed his gym shorts down his coxa, exposing his cock. He leaned forward so it was in cooking stove of her mouth. Lori quickly captured his rod and began to wet-nurse it. But she could smell that Rob was far more matter to in fucking that getting sucked. After a few min of fellatio, he threw off the blanket and moved down between her stage. His hands grabbed her panties at the hip and jerked in opposite directions. She gasped as he tore the thin material, exposing her mound.

Rob wasted niggling clock time. He lodged his egotistical dick head at the entryway of her snatch and with one fierce thrusting impaled her on his rod. Lori's breathing spell whooshed out of her lungs at the controlling and powerful nature of his sensual ravishment. Her pussy's slick walls flexed around his prick, milking it with her kegel muscles.

Rob gritted his teeth. Of the hundreds of times he had fucked his wife, this felt unlike. His pecker felt powerful and her snatch felt like a velvet mitt. He wanted to pee-pee it finis, but he doubted he could. He began to pump, fucking her with fast and deep strokes. It was like he was reaffirming that he was her man.

Lori bucked grueling against her husband's drive, trying hard to return his amped-up love. She could smell that there was a subtle conflict to this love-making session.

After a few minutes, they were both sweaty and panting like marathoner. With a growling, Rob made a hefty and deep thrust, sending his tool as deep as potential into his married woman's slickness grotto. His creamy jism began to pour out in powerful jet. Lori locked her leg around his butt, pulling him closer as she could feel his spermatozoan spewing deeply inside her.

He withdrew, his cock plopping on her wet vaginal back talk as a few last modest jet deposited cum on her hammock. Rob rolled off onto his second side by side to his well-fucked wife.

"fountainhead,"she said,"that was quite a ride you gave me, sir. You seemed more … inspired."

Rob sighed."well, you tell me about having hot sex with our son, what do you expect ?"

There was about 30 seconds of silence."My crook to fink,"he said."While I was fucking you, I was imagining you were Julie."

Rob expected a reaction of blow or surprise. Instead his wife leaned over and kissed him, a cryptical, passionate, tongue-dueling soul kiss.

"You horny bastard,"she said with a chuckle."I'm not at all surprised. I suppose that if I'm gon na have sex with Jacob it's only fair you get to score your honest-to-god daughter."

That thought sent a tingle to Lori's pussy.

"I'll let you figure out how you're gon na do that,"she said."We just have to be careful around Janelle… We've always been a loving fellowship, but this is taking matter to the next level."

CHAPTER 3

Jacob had one of the easily senior year in the account of senior years. While he had a steady girlfriend and they were having sex, his relationship with his mom continued. He and Lori took advantage of an hour here and an hour there when no one else was home. His elderly schedule was pliant, and he often got permission to leave campus when he didn't have year. Typically, he wound up at home plate for a quickie.

Lori kept Rob informed, usually when they were in bed at night. Her rematch always led to some passionate love making. They also talked about how they could present Julie to their new folk relationship.

Julie's softball calling was fizzling and by the spring semester of her junior twelvemonth she was more interested in looking forward to college. Rob's opportunity came when, like his wife had with Jacob, he accompanied Julie on a weekend sojourn to colleges in N Carolina. They spent the three-day weekend visiting Duke, Wake timberland and UNC. Because they had trouble getting flights back that Sunday night, they spent the last night of the trip in Raleigh.

They were in Rob's room talking about the plusses and minuses of the three school day and sharing a bottleful of wine. Rob could tell is daughter was getting a bit tipsy, so he changed the field of study to her boyfriends. He knew that she didn't have a steady, but she was pop and rarely had a weekend without a date.

"Have you been a dear female child, or have you fooled around some,"Rob asked with a grin.

"Daaddd,"Julie rolled her centre but smiled."A ma'am never candy kiss and tells."

"I'll take that as a yes. You know, don't you, that your mom and I are fine with you having sex as long as you're careful. You are being careful, aren't you ?"

This clock time Julie blushed. Her sophomore year she had lost her virginity to a senior. He had used a condom and had been ennoble, but it wasn't a great experience. Nonetheless, she became bolder, and had fucked probably 20 times since then. She'd had her pussy eaten ( not well ) and she had sucked cock ( improving with each opportunity ). Julie didn't deal herself a"charwoman of the world"but compared to to the highest degree of her distaff schoolfellow, she had"been around."

"Yes, I'm careful. I always make sure the boy uses a condom."

"trade good girl. Once you get older and if you get on the tab, maybe you can transition where your partner doesn't have to tire tribute. I think you'll find that the skin to skin impinging makes for more pleasure."

Rob's optic were boring into his girl's and she felt a tremble as she imagined a tough cock without a rubber-base paint cover invading her pussy.

He got up and went over to his suitcase and pulled out a baggie that contained respective spliff."If you're drinking wine and you tell me you've been having sex, have you smoked any weed ?"

Julie's eyes widened. She had been at some parties with some hard-core drug use but had always drawn the short letter at anything beyond grass. She had gotten mellow more than a few times and most of the time she had wound up having hot and satisfying sex. She had come to link the smell of pot to orgasms.

"Dad, really ? You and mom are into this ?"

"Yeah, we're not squares. And it's not a habit or anything. We just enjoy the feeling of getting richly and relaxing."

Rob removed a well-rolled spliff and fired it up. He took a puff and then handed it to his girl. He joined her on the king-sized bed as they toked in silence, gazing at the roof as the pungent pot swirled above them.

Rob finally broke the silence, sensing the mo was proper to gain another momentous motility for his family.

"Jools, when your mom and I had ‘ the talk'with you about sex, we told you that we'd been pretty furious and crazy in our youth,"he said."We wanted to be open up and honest. We told you well-nigh of what we did, being with couples, your mom experimenting with her roommate."

Rob turned his head to search at his girl. Her centre were closed, and she nodded her promontory as she recalled her mentation she had conjured about her parents'sexual history.

"well, we told you a lot but not everything,"he continued, lightly chuckling."Your mom and I have always considered sex to be a natural percentage of sprightliness. After we had you kids, we've cut back quite a bit, but we've still been able to do some vacillation. You know what that is, right ?"

Again, she nodded. She realized the wine-coloured, the pot and her sire discussing some wild sexual scenarios was arousing her. She thought that as soon as she got back to her room she was gon na masturbate.

"Your mom and I have decided there's something you should know,"Rob said."Remember last-place summertime when she and Jacob went on his college tour. The concluding nighttime they were on the road, the hotel screwed up the mental reservation and they had to contribution a room."

He paused. Rob could smell the sexual tension that was building, and he thought allowing Julie to think about her mother and brother sharing a bed would help stoke her imagination.

"Well, something happened. Your mom and Jacob … well, they wound up making dearest. And they've continued that relationship."

Even in her mellow out United States Department of State, Julie was shocked. She sat up and turned to look at her forefather, who had a unintelligent grin on his face.

"WHAT ? Mom and Jacob ? That's … that's incest. What the piece of ass, dad ? You're OK with that ?"

"Yes. Yes, I am. Your mother is a grand woman and I totally trust her. The way I look at it, Jacob is a Young man who has sexual motivation. No doubt he can screw any of his female person acquaintance but he's getting quite a intimate educational activity from his mom. She tells me he's becoming an expert buff. He's going to clear some woman very happy someday. The way your mother has made me happy."

Julie was getting a bit empty-headed. She was processing entropy that didn't compute. She loved and respected her parents, but this tidings was making her wonder if they were sexual perverts.

Rob sat up following to his daughter. She was wearing a tight, stretchy armoured combat vehicle top that hugged her house breasts. And her hardening mammilla were seeable through the material. He could feel his cock stirring. He was approaching the startle zone.

He put his arm around her shoulder joint and pulled her close for a half hug.

"Baby, are you OK ? I know this is quite a jolt. We didn't think we should restrain it secluded any longer."

Julie took a deep breath and sighed. Her father shivered with arousal as he watched her breasts raise and fall, pushing against her top.

"I know you both have told me that sex isn't bad or dirty and that it can be beautiful. I do … enjoy … it. It just seems untimely when it's family."

"Actually,"her don whispered,"it's not wrong. It's better."

He leaned his nerve toward hers and kissed her lightly on the nerve and continued to move his backtalk over the side of her face. Julie gasped and tried to pull away, but he firmly gripped her shoulder.

"Dad. Dad. What are you doing ?"

His free mitt cupped her chin and turned her typeface toward his and his lips clamped on her soft mouth.

"MMMMFFFFF,"she tried to break complimentary, but he was repetitive. His tongue came out and stroked across her clinched lips, trying to advertize inside.

Rob changed his maneuver. He pushed her back down on the bed and quickly rolled over, straddling her articulatio coxae. He grabbed her coat of arms and pinned them over her head, holding them there with one strong hand.

Her haircloth was tousled, and she was breathing heavily. She looked up at her begetter. His nostrils were flaring as he too was breathing hard, his stimulation and desire obvious. If she had glanced at his crotch, she would have seen his hard-on tenting the front of his gym shorts.

"Julie,"he hissed,"you're a beautiful, aphrodisiacal offspring charwoman. You're Isaac Mayer Wise beyond your years. You've experienced a lot. Now you're going to experience being with a man. We're going to make love."

She closed her eyes and her drumhead rocked back and forth. She could palpate her pussycat tingling with arousal, and she knew she was getting moist. Her logical mind was screaming this was damage ; her libido was screaming that it was a sexy man who wanted to love her, probably as she has never been fucked before.

Julie felt his free hand cupping her rectify breast. She opened her middle and craned her neck to see her father kneading and feeling her mound through the thin cloth of her top. Her nipple was rock hard and sensitive, and she moaned as he alternated gentle massaging with rocky, possessive grabs.

Rob leaned forward and this time his French snog attack was met by an open rima oris. His glossa found the warm, wet cavern and immediately began exploring. Julie's knife pushed against his and there was a mute gasp at the sexy person kiss helped fan the flames of desire. His hand continued to tease and toy with her breast.

After the passionate kiss, Rob moved his oral cavity to his daughter's face, neck and ears, kissing, licking and nibbling at the spots he intuitively knew were sensitive.

"MMMMMMM, gawd, so good … Dad … your mouth. So good."

Satisfied that he was properly arousing his better half, Rob sat back on his haunches. His hired man grabbed the bottom of her tank top and started pulling it up and off. Julie arched her back to help and then he had whisked it up and off. Even though she was no longer restrained, she left her branch above her head. Her eyes met those of her father, and it was a expression of"I'm all yours."

His turgid hands engulfed her mounds. Like early mother, she was blessed with nice chest. They were full and round with two medium nipple surrounded by neat, beat, dime-sized areolas. Robs finger's breadth and thumbs tweaked and teased and twisted her intemperately nipples and she mewled her approval.

He rolled off and laid down next to her, his mouth moving from one breast to the other. His mouth sucked and nipped at the hard nub on one breast while his hand occupied itself with stimulating the early knocker. None of her young friends had paid this a great deal attention to her breast and her arousal was like a roller coaster slowly reaching the peak of a huge downhill run.

Julie's hands tangled in her dad's hair, pulling his cheek harder against her breasts. Her chest heaved and groan and groans alternated as she expressed her approval.

While he busied himself on her left breast, he moved his right hand slowly down over her torso. Her fountainhead tilted back on the pillow and she looked at the ceiling as she felt his finger's breadth trail over her stomach to the waist stria of her shorts.

"GAAAAAWWWD. YESSSSS. Dad. I'm soooooo HOT."

Slowly, his fingers worked inside and moved over the front of her panties. He could feel the wet and heat of an call down pussy. His indicant finger traced its way to the top of her snatch and made touch with her button, which was just beginning to emerge from its sheath.

"AAAAGNGHHHHHAIIIIEEEEEE. SHIIIITTTTTTTT. I'MMMMM CUMmMMMMING."

Julie's hips bucked and her legs flailed in the air. Rob was surprised at the power and precipitousness of her orgasm. He left his hired hand cupping her pulsing agglomerate, but he pulled away from her breast, rolling on to his elbow. He watched as she arched her back and her dead body undulate as she recovered.

"Julie, baby, you OK ? I'm sorry I didn't realize you'd be so … sensitive. I should have gone slower."

CHAPTER 4

Julie was breathing heavily, like she had just finished a marathon. Her knocker were rising and falling on her heaving chest. Her oculus were closed, and she had a half smile on her face.

"Dad,"she whispered,"thanks for the great cum."

Rob felt his rock-hard cock twitch in his shortstop. He skimmed his jersey off and then pushed his trunks down and off, having to stretch along them to free his tool.

Julie heard the rustling of dress and got up on her elbow. She gasped when her center landed on his twitch rod. Her kitty was still aroused from her orgasm, but she felt it twitching in anticipation.

For Rob, the clip for conversation was over. He grabbed his daughter's hip and rolled her on her stomach, then started to tug her short circuit and panties down over her firm ass. She didn't hesitate to abide by, raising up slightly so that her begetter could completely strip away her last garments.

He pulled her up, so she was on her knees. Her vaginal cunt was prominent between the tops of her second joint, the garden pink lips wet from her juices. With a growl, Rob pushed his face under Julie's ass and his tongue made link with her sex.

Julie's hip joint bucked and she let out a mewl of joy as her Father-God's experienced lingua began exploring her most intimate place. Being on her articulatio genus and having her stub thrust out was a new berth for her and the sensation of a hot oral cavity on her kitty-cat was pushing her to new intimate heights.

Rob's knife licked up and down her scratch and when it reached her clit excrescence, the tip of his tongue slid over and around the nervy nub in a most titillating fashion. Her second joint muscles tensed, relaxed and shiver seemingly all at once.

"DADDDDD. Your tongue. GOOOD GAAAWWDD. It's so FUCKING GOOD."Julie's fingerbreadth clawed at the sheets and she thrust her hips hard against her father's ministering mouth.

Rob's strong work force mauled Julies house ass impudence, pulling her privates even wider to countenance more access code to his mouth. The indicator finger's breadth of his in good order hand moved toward her asshole and gently poked and prodded at that virtuous opening.

The sensation of her begetter tonguing her clit and his digit probing her ass was more than enough to set off another orgasmic blast. Her wow of press release was muffled as she buried her grimace in the sheets.

Rob pulled away and Julie collapsed on the bed, one-half laying on her side as she breathed hard and fast trying to recover.

Rob's cock felt like it was made of reinforce steel. He was so turned on he was almost light-headed. He licked his lips to sample his girl's sweet secretion. He knew the following measure in their tryst would snap off the final examination taboo boundary.

He grabbed her ankles and pulled her toward the edge of the bed. She gasped slightly as he manhandled her, placing her ass on the edge of the bed and folding her leg back and apart, totally exposing her honey pot. Rob could see her vagina was pulsing, her privileged burrow winking as the erotic arousal fired off the nerves and the muscles.

Julie raised herself on her cubitus and looked through the vale of her heave breasts. She saw her Church Father's impressive tool and she knew exactly what was going to befall. The gamy school boys she had been with had not aroused her like this. Even though it was awry in so many ways, he wanted her dad to fuck her.

Rob stood at the border of the bed, looming over his daughter's splayed body. He grabbed his cock at the cornerstone and pushed its read/write head against her squishy, silklike labia, He used his purple node to rub over her mound, pushing against her clitoris extrusion and eliciting a quivering groan.

Their middle made contact and Rob made a simple declarative statement :"I'm gon na do it you now."

As that last Book was out of his oral cavity, his cock found its leverage between her labia and his swollen pecker straits entered her vaginal tunnel. Julie's breath hissed past her clinch teeth as she felt his fleshy rod stretching her virtually common soldier place. Rob slowly kept moving against her hips until their crotches met and his cock was fully inside. Her pussy was tight and fit his tool like a warm fleshy baseball glove. He shivered at the maven and the cognition that they were now committed to"doing the deed."

Rob's cock twitched but he kept it embedded, savoring the tactual sensation and allowing Julie the chance to adjust. His hands moved slowly up over her torso until he reached her breasts, which were flattened slightly. He cupped her hill, her backbreaking pap rubbing against his palms. She closed her eyes.

"Jesus of Nazareth fucking Christ, dad,"she quietly groaned."I can't conceive how sound this feel. Your hammer is filling me up … it's sooooooo hot."

Rob moved his hands down to her hips and slightly lifted them. Then he slowly withdrew his prick until just the head remained inside her. She gasped at the opinion of his pulling out, but he soon slid his length back in. He began rocking back and forth, slowly sawing his turncock in out of her clasping pussy sheath. It was a slow, sultry screw and Julie felt as if she could feel each centimeter of her dad's putz as it made its in-and-out journey.

She could feel another orgasm construction as his steadily stroking seemed to be turning her kitty-cat into fluent pleasure. She hardly noticed that her hands had found their way to her knocker and she was toying with her upright nipples.

Rob also could sense his orchis churning with a load of semen. While his married woman was an excellent better half and their swinging had produced dozens of memorable encounters, having his rooster inside a teenage twat was something he hadn't experienced since in high spirits school. Whether she was controlling them or not, Julie's cunt bulwark were squeezing against his thick-skulled tool every fourth dimension he was fully inserted.

With his orgasm approaching, Rob started to increase the pace of his shtup. His hip began to buck faster and faster and his stopcock pistoned in and out of Julie's clinging pussy.

"DAAAADDDD. FUCCCCKKKK. Your turncock … so GOOOODDD."The language came out in between her grunt as she absorbed her father's powerful cam stroke that were tingling all her sexual face endings.

As he felt the familiar tingling spirit of an onset ejaculation, Rob slammed his prick fully and deeply into her clinging vaginal burrow. He knew that he could not come in inside her so with a growl he pulled his rod out of her twat and gripped it, holding it just above her slit.

'' Aaww, awww, awwww, I 'm cum-I 'm cum-minggg, '' he growled. The first spirt of his creamy white spunk exploded in a farsighted string that landed between Julie's white meat. His cock continued to unload his Lucille Ball with the jizz puddling over her lower torso. As his coming wound down, he pushed his swollen boss against the top of Julie's pussy, ejecting a few final spurts that landed on her clit and was followed by his cock head squishing that brash nub.

Her dad's cum bath plus his prick making inter-group communication with her clit pushed Julie over the edge. The taboo of their tryst along with the notion of her dad's hot spermatozoon on her physical structure fired off her orgasm.

"IIIII'mmmmmm ccccuuuummmminnnngggg. Jesus, I 'm cuuuummmmiiiinnnngggg ! ! ! !

Julie's coxa were bucking as her orgasm rocked her body and queasy system. Her script roamed over her torso, rubbing the hot jizz into her peel like it was a delicately torso pick. Her center were closed, and her teeth lightly bit her lower lip. Rob panted as he stood over his daughter's freshly fucked physical structure and he watched her rubbing his cum with her hands.

Rob crawled on the bed and took his daughter in his blazon."child, was that OK. Are you OK ?"He was feeling a pang of guilt now that it was over.

She giggled."Dad, I've never had three coming like that, that close together. It was wonderful. I never knew it could be like that. Wow."

He hugged her tighter, her breasts pushing against his chest."I'm so glad you enjoyed it. I think your big comrade understands how great sex can be now that he's spent so very much clip with his mom. And I'm hoping you're OK if we do the same."

Julie reached between them and grasped his semi-hard cock."If you think I don't want more of this, you're crazy."They laughed and kissed, then fell asleep in each early's arms. They were so tired that even sleeping together nude failed to chair to any further play time.

TO BE CONTINUED