cunt seething in the slippery flood, bucking and churning upon his embedded prick.
Now her head was perfectly clear, and Elizabeth barely waited until Timothy's shaft had finished draining until she flipped it from her snatch with a trained, graceful wriggle and caught at Jody's arm. 'Come on,' she hissed. 'Come on and fuck me while your brother's come is still boiling in my pussy. Hurry, darling – Jody, baby – I need you to fuck me, fuck me!'
'Sure,' he answered, and climbed between her out – flung legs again. It had been him the first time, she was certain; Jody had stopped screwing so his brother could take his place, playing the game of seeing who could last longer before coming. But now she would force him to release all that enchanted fluid into her body, to mix his semen with Timothy's before the first load had a chance.
Raising her legs, she welcomed his cockhead with a surging of her dripping mound, fastening her cunt lips to it and sucking it into her rippling depths. Elizabeth wrapped her long and supple legs about the boy's slim body as she rolled back upon her shoulder blades and held him tightly. Her pelvis struck savagely at his when to soak in. Jody buried the sweet length of his meat into her pussy. There were no niceties now, no gentleness, only a fierce and greedy hunger that had to be fed. So her shuddering cunt ate upon his sliding pole, chewed upon the delectable shaft, gnawed at the plunging head.
'You crazy cunt, you adorable bitch!' he gasped. 'Oh wow – wow! Your pussy – is so hot and slippery, moving so fast and wiggling like that when you shake that great ass – Betsy, Betsy – '
'Jam it to me,' she panted, slamming furiously against him, clamping her legs around his driving back and sandpapering his pelvis with her own every time he drove his lovely meat to the hilt. 'Drive your prick clear up into my belly, you beautiful, horny young stud. Come in me!'
Jody shivered as he let go, his belly spasming against her own and his ass cheeks snapping tight in ecstasy. His luscious, wonderful semen burst from the knob of his flexing cock and splattered richly throughout her vagina, inundating her cervix and saturating the already greasy walls. She. could hear the muffled, sloshing sound as he continued to stroke into the flooded hole, but with lessening power, until at last he slowed to a complete stop and sighed.
'Now,' she said strongly. 'Now, Sherman – come here to me and take up where these terrific boys have left off. My husband, my lover, crawl in here between my thighs and put your own hard prick to my dripping cunt'
Jody obediently rolled off her as Elizabeth slid her opened legs down his body. He was out of the way, off to one side when Sherman marched robot like to her, staring down at her well – used and steaming pussy, at the liquid gems of semen clinging to her midnight pubic hair, at the greasy, inflamed labia so tremulous and waiting.
'Fuck me,' she whispered hoarsely up at him, and held out her arms.
Sherman dropped to his knees within the outstretched vee of her legs, his hands going to her upper thighs and his dilated cock aiming blindly for her soaked vulva. She caught his shoulders and pulled him down on top of her body, driving her mouth into his and using her tongue like a whiplash.
She hissed it into his teeth: 'I love you, Sherman – I love for you to screw me. Shove it in, darling – oh yes, yes – I can feel your big cockhead pressing into my labia, opening them. Aren't they nice and hot and slippery, dear? Oh, Sherman – '
And Elizabeth wrung her gulping snatch down hard upon his penetrating shaft as it slid in so easily because she was so hot and had been so liberally soaped by two discharges of foaming come. Her breasts flattened against her husband's hairy chest, she swiveled her ass and made her vagina twirl sensuously around his moving cock, made the base of his swollen meat caress her maddened clitoris. Sherman drove his heavy rod deep, shoved It to the engorged stem and pulled back for another powerful thrust.
He was wired for this, she thought gleefully, turned on as he had never been before, and now he was fucking her with a brutal urgency that she adored. Sherman's distended balls slammed wetly into the crack of her ass, and she gyrated erotically upon the buried pole, humping her belly sweetly to his and listening to the wet, sucking noises they were making together,
'Never more beautiful,' he grunted, working his hard prick faster and faster. 'Never more sexy, you lovely, hot bitch! Ride my cock, Elizabeth – Betsy – - ride my cock!'
Dead Elizabeth, she thought, and live Betsy – bitch welcoming the change as her husband's frantic surges grew more violent and she felt the coming explosion of his ejaculation. Her cunt running wild, she went off with him, and the thunder shook the room, rocked the world. Dissolving around him as Sherman's searing juice made a fountain within her pussy, she reveled in the chain – fucking she had undergone, the marvelous screwing given her by three successive pricks, the triple load of semen she held trapped within her vagina.
Holding him, cuddling him as his cock jerked in slowing spurts, she let her legs slip down his wide body and kissed his forehead, the lids of his closed eyes. Beyond his sweating shoulder, she saw the kids, all in a rapt row upon the couch, their faces intent and warm. She smiled at them and carefully disengaged herself from her husband, easing his still hard club from the dripping gash of her cunt and sliding from beneath his beloved weight.
Sherman lay quietly upon his side, his legs pulled up, chest heaving as his lungs pumped for air. She sat up, her heavy breasts swinging as she touched his cheek. 'Dear, I know you'd like to rest awhile, but there's something you should do.'
'What?' he muttered.
She signaled to Charlene, and the girl brought the telephone, trailing its long cord behind. Elizabeth took it, balancing the instrument in one hand. 'You should call your mistress Doreen. I'm sure you can talk her into coming over here, so she can meet the family.'
Her husband blinked; Charlene grinned; Timothy waved his cock, and Jody gave her the okay sign for thinking ahead.
Sherman Anderson began to dial a number.
