tongue.

Beside them, Debbie said huskily, «I'm going to do that, too.»

Jerry was conscious of Lester moving close and standing by; he could feel the man's eyes upon them, and decided to go ahead and eat his mom's feverish pussy before mounting her. Hands pressing against her slender hips, he began to lick over her lower belly while she writhed in delighted anticipation. Her cunt hair tickled his nose, and he burrowed gently into the exotic warmth of them.

When he slid his tongue deeply into her labia, he heard a gasp from his mom, and from Lester Carter, too. The man had never eaten a pussy, or even seen it done, Jerry thought, and felt older than Lester, more experienced as he delved into Angela's oily snatch and felt her pelvis heaving. Her juices flowed like honey, and he lapped them thirstily, finding her vibrant clitoris right away. Drawing it into his lips, he sucked upon the spongy nub, and his mom rolled her crotch in a growing rapture.

Cutting his eyes to his left, he could see Debbie watching intently. The woman's tits were rising and falling rapidly, and she was fingering into the black-haired lips of her own eager pussy. But she wasn't alone very long; her husband was suddenly there between her plump legs, stooping to kiss her trembling belly.

«If that kid can do it,» he said, «then so can I. Debbie, your cunt is beautiful, and I'm going to kiss it.»

«Not just kiss it,» the woman answered. «You're going to eat it, Les; just shove your tongue on inside me, the way Jerry is doing to his mom's pussy. If you have any trouble finding my clit, I'll help you. Oh

— you don't know how long I've wanted this.»

Jerry nuzzled deeper into the steaming cunt he was loving with his mouth and tongue and teeth. Sucking upon it, he fondled the cheeks of his mother's surging ass, and licked faster against her inflamed clitoris. Angela bucked against his face, and her thighs closed around his head, as they usually did when she was getting close to an orgasm. So he couldn't see what was going on beside them as Lester Carter ate pussy for the first time. But he could hear Debbie moaning and make out sucking noises, so he figured the guy was doing all right.

«Darling!» his mother gasped. «Oh darling boy — I'm coming, coming! Oh, eat me, you sweet little bastard — eat your mommy's hot pussy!»

Redoubling his efforts, Jerry brought her to a sizzling, jerking climax. Her hairy snatch hammered into his mouth and against his teeth as he used his tongue like a twisting probe inside the slippery velvet sheath. Angela's crotch strained to him and held tightly for a long, shuddering moment; then the grip of his mother's smooth thighs loosened, and her pelvis fell away. Normally, Jerry would have kept right on eating her, so he could lift her to a series of orgasms, make her come again and again, because she never tired of this matchless intimacy.

But now he lifted his smeared face and watched the other man working at Debbie's ebony-haired snatch. The woman was jamming her pussy up into her husband's mouth, swinging her plush hips and grinding her pelvis into Lester's face as she went wild with the oral loving he was giving her. She was making up for all the years she hadn't gotten it.

«Move your tongue higher,» Debbie commanded. «Up some more — ah yes, that's it, that's it! Rub in into my clit, dear — oohh! Now suck me there, pull it into your teeth and bite it — AHHH!»

With a pounding of her crotch and a seesawing of her hips, Debbie churned her blazing snatch into her husband's mouth, shuddering from head to toe as she hit and held a tremendous orgasm. Jerry thought that it must be really fabulous for her, getting it like that from her old man for the first time in their married lives. He was glad that he'd been the first to turn her on orally, and had shown her how wonderful it could be. But of course, he wouldn't have known how to go about it himself, if his sexy, open mother hadn't given him such sweet and lascivious instructions.

Lester seemed dazed as he took his face from between his wife's rounded thighs, but Jerry noticed that the guy kept licking at his lips, running his tongue over them to taste any cunt juice left there.

Coming to his knees, Jerry slid up to his mom's golden basket, aiming his swollen cockhead into the wetly waiting mound where the deep pink lips beckoned. Her aroused pussy was a damp oven, and avid for the entrance of his glans, so he slid it into her labia and felt them part for the knob. Always tight, always hot, her wondrous pussy snuggled around the movement of his penetrating shaft as his mother arched her back and lifted her silken crotch to take in all his gorged meat.

At his shoulder, Lester said in awe, «I didn't think you'd get all that club into her, kid. But there it is, buried to the balls.»

«Buried inside my mom's slippery cunt,» Jerry said, «just as you'd dig having your hard cock stuck into your daughter's beautiful young pussy, and just as she would dig having it locked into her.»

Angela writhed upon his embedded pole, so he stroked her with it, rolling his hips from side to side so she could feel the flanged head caressing the cup of her womb, so she could know the thrill of the swollen root against her clit.

Lester couldn't wait to get into his wife's hole. The man hurried to cram his stiff rod into the softly giving mound, and worked it home with a long, sliding thrust. It was different for him now, Jerry saw, far more exciting, almost as if he was getting into a strange pussy. The Carters began to fuck eagerly, and Jerry wondered if Lester would blow off too quickly, because he wanted them to shift back and forth, their dicks dipping into a black-haired snatch, then a golden one.

Reaching in and out of his mom's flexing vagina, Jerry kept moving until she hissed between locked teeth and her cunt seethed around his cock like a heated whirlpool. A moment after she came, he pulled out and touched Lester on the shoulder to say, «May I cut in?»

The guy blinked at him; Debbie was grinding and humping on his prick, but he saw what Jerry had in mind, and nodded. His wife moaned a protest as Lester withdrew his reddened shaft and moved back, but she looked up into Jerry's face then, and lifted her ass so that her cunt would open wider for his big pole.

«If she gets too hot for you,» he said to Lester, «just stop shoving it to her; hold it deep and let her work her clitoris over the stem of your cock so she can come without making you hit it.»

«Yeah,» the guy grunted, and slipped his greasy knob up into the welcoming gash of Angela's hungry mound. Jerry watched the hard meat glide into his mom's vagina and saw balls settle into the feathery crack of her uplifted and twitching ass.

Lester hadn't had much practice, he thought, and would be lucky if he could hold off, because Angela's pussy was already doing tricks, wringing down upon the shaft and backing off, only to come wheeling around the cockhead again. Fucking Angela Winston when she was really aroused was like shoving your dick into a mixmaster, Jerry knew, a mixmaster with soft rubber blades that had hot butter poured over them.

But Debbie was doing all right, too, and he paid more attention to the flowing cunt she was hammering around his club. Holding to the woman's big, soft tits, Jerry rode her steadily, pumping the cock to her tempestuous snatch with long and thrilling strokes. She came violently and tried to lift him off the floor, tried to devour his submerged prick with her cunt, her vaginal muscles biting down on him and the cheeks of her ass snapping tightly shut.

«Oh! Oh! Jerry darling — how I love your big cock — love it in me, adore it filling up my pussy like this. Oh — every time I breathe, I hit another little orgasm.»

On his right, Lester was feeding the meat to Angela, and she was plunging like a bucking horse. Even if Lester went off in her, Jerry thought that he would save his load for his mother's inflamed pussy, and backed slowly out of Debbie's. Lester anticipated him this time, and snatched his cock away from Angela quickly. The head of it was polished and expanded, all trembling and on the verge of exploding.

«Just hang loose as you can,» Jerry advised. I know that your wife wants that wad of semen inside her.»

Hesitating, clamping a tight hold around the base of his stubby prick, Lester finally dared to move, and inched over to take his place between Debbie's polished olive thighs. Holding a deep breath, he set the puffed glans into his wife's quivering hot labia and shoved hard, pushed deeply, burying his rod full length into her writhing body.

It only took a couple of seconds, a couple of convulsive strokes before Lester went off inside Debbie's flexing snatch like a bomb, and the feel of his spurting come made his wife churn insanely, her plump legs waving and, her crotch blurring as she sought and found the soaring crescendo of her own ecstatic climax.

Then it was Jerry's turn; his prick eased slickly into his mother's enchanted pussy, and as he drove it home to the hilt, she whipped her long legs up and around him, pinning him within their tender entrapment. They fucked with powerful, sledging motions, pelvis to pelvis, their asses gyrating and his shaft making wetly suctioning noises within her quaking vagina. When his long-held semen gushed bubbling from his cockhead, she accepted its gift with pile-

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