Claire lifted Charles' limp cock in her hand and leaned down to lick his swollen balls. She slurped all over his loaded cumbags, making moist sounds and whimpering softly. His prick lay along his flat belly now, his cock knob extended to his belly button.
Charles murmured in his slumber as another erotic dream began to form under her guidance.
Claire licked up and down his thighs, lingering over the preliminaries before she got to the feast. She slid down and sucked on his toes for
a moment, then worked her way back up his legs. She lapped his balls for a few moments, her blonde head between his thighs now, mouthing him hungrily. Sliding up, she rubbed her fat tits gently against his cock and balls. Her nipple shot out, taut and throbbing against his prick.
Flattening her tongue against the base of his cockshaft, she drew it slowly up the underside, tracing along the vein. His fuckrod swelled and his cockhead began to spread out wider. She repeated the stroke and licked his prickknob at the top of it.
'Ummmmm,' she purred as the succulence of his cock registered on her tastebuds.
Claire always loved to lick and suck a prick and doing it while her kids were watching made it even better.
She ran her tongue up from his balls to his cockhead with slow, steady strokes, tilting her face slightly to one side so that Bonny and Jimmy could see all the juicy details. Her pink lapper slid up, trailing her frothy saliva.
Pursing her lips, she ran her mouth up and down on the underside of his stalk, slurping her own saliva back off his prick. She kissed the
huge wedge of his cockhead lovingly.
Charles groaned as his dream took shape. He humped up from the bed, driving his towering prick up past Claire's face. She licked and sucked at his cockshaft as it slid up and down against her mouth. Her cunt was open and bubbling again, inspired by that tasty snack.
Turning her lovely, radiant face downward, she parted her lips and took the head of Charles' cock into her mouth, nursing on the succulent meat with relish. The teens could hear all the juicy sounds that her mouth was making as she worked on him. Her lips were closed around his cockstalk, just behind the knob, and her tongue was playing against the underside of the big mouthful.
Bonny's lips and tongue were working too, as she made believe that it was her mouth full of her daddy's cock, and Jimmy's prick was hammering as he pretended that it was in his mother's mouth. This happy family had a lot in common.
Charles heaved up and his cock slid ball-deep into his horny wife's hot, wet mouth. Her blonde head tilted back. She twisted her lips around on the hilt of his fuckrod, then slowly
drew back to his cockhead. She sucked on the fat wedge ravenously. Charles whimpered and humped again, but this time Claire raised her head along with him, so that only his cockhead was in her lips. She adored having him-or any guy, come to that-shoot in. her mouth, but today was a special occasion. If he pumped his spunk right down her gullet, the watching teens wouldn't get to see it, and she knew it would turn them on to see his slime spurt out.
Head bobbing up and down as he humped, Claire worked voraciously on the head of his prick. She gulped with the joy of sucking on his cockmeat and the expectation of a lovely drink of jism and the depraved knowledge that the teens were watching.
A trickle of preliminary fuckjuice oozed out of Charles' pisshole and seeped onto her tongue. Claire laved his cock knob greedily, gluttonously, eager for more. Charles was thrashing about wildly, obviously in the grip of a most interesting dream-an erotic dream that was very soon going to become a wet dream.
'Ummmm,' she moaned, sucking like a vacuum cleaner and pulling more spunk out by the suction of her mouth.
He hadn't come yet, but the seepage from his weeping prick was filling her mouth. Claire let a few frothy drops dribble out, so that Bonny and Jimmy could see that he was starting to cream on her tongue. The stuff slid down his stalk slowly and sluggishly, heavy and hot as melted lead. Claire bobbed down, feeding more of his prick in and sucking the slime back off his cockshaft.
Drawing back to his fat knob, she whispered, 'Cream in my fucking mouth, darling-'
Since Charles was asleep she was obviously speaking for the benefit of the observers, but they didn't know that, of course. Her words caused them to vibrate, thrilled by the knowledge that their sexy mother yearned for a mouthful of jism.
The massive slab of his prickhead flared, and Claire knew that Charles was about to come. She wanted this exhibition to be as visible as possible, to show it in detail. Turning her head, she slipped his prick knob out of her lips and fitted her flattened tongue against the underside of his huge purple cockhead. Her mouth was wide open, and her slobber was streaming down his long, gnarled fuck shaft. Her tongue pulsed
against his slab, just where the thick, dark vein spread out into the crown.
Suddenly a great spout of cock spume burst from his pisshole. Charles' ass shot back on the recoil, and his fuck juice spurted straight up into the air, passing through Claire's parted lips and skimming over the surface of her pink tongue. The heavy, hot fluid rose high above the bed, hung suspended for a moment in mid-air, then dropped back to splatter on Claire's cheek.
Another spurt shot upward in a creamy geyser, spraying all over the place as it fell back. Claire could not bear to waste any more of the precious stuff. She had allowed the teens to see him shoot, and now it was time to gorge herself on the rest of his load. She turned her face down again and took his creaming cockhead into her lips, just in time to take his third massive dose into her mouth.
Cum skimmed over her flashing tongue and hit the back of her throat. Claire gulped it down hungrily and sucked for more. A great glob shot into her like a rocket. Her lips collared his fuck stalk, clamping fast just behind his cockhead, as she milked more out.
The last spurt hosed her voracious mouth, hitting the roof this time. Then, drained for a moment, Charles slumped back onto the bed, gasping and shuddering. Keeping his knob in her lips. Claire folded her fist around his prick and begun to pump up and down, frigging the last of his load out by hand and swallowing it as it came. When she had milked out every last drop, she pulled her lips off his cockmeat. Her face was turned toward the door and she opened her mouth wide and slid her tongue out, so that Bonny and Jimmy could see the jism that was drenching her. She swallowed, then used her tongue to slurp up the stray nuggets of cum that had seeped down to the root of his fuckrod.
Just as she moved away, Charles opened his eyes.
His dream had ended. Now Charles had something interesting to reveal to his wife-and to his children.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Charles' eyes were glazed, and he blinked as if confused. Then he grinned happily as he saw his wife curled on her flank beside him and realized what had inspired his dream.
Her lips were streaked with thick slime, and Charles didn't have to ask what she had done. Claire wasn't the best housekeeper in the world, and she had been known to cheat on him from time to time, but things like this made it all worth while.
'Thanks,' he muttered.
'My pleasure,' she replied. 'It was a lovely drink.'
She snuggled up beside him. His cock was still standing tall. One wet dream had scarcely diminished his ardor.
'Was it a nice dream?' she asked.
'It sure was.'
She placed her open hand on his lean belly, massaging him a slow, circular movement, ignoring his cock for the moment. His standing fuckrod pulsed and his balls began to recharge themselves immediately. He reached across to fondle her tits.
'Tell me about it,' Claire urged.
Charles frowned and Claire looked surprised. He had always told her the details of his wet dreams whenever
