fully up into her, his knob sliding over her cervix.
Her hands pulled up to the small of his back, and her feet lifted till her heels were against the bases of his ass cheeks. Her hips bucked against his, her nook clutching wildly at him. Her hands pulled up his back, her nails scraping his flesh as she arched her body to thrust her tits against his chest. Their mouths met, and their lips twisted around the lashings of their tongues. They groaned into each other's mouth as their loins writhed together, his cock thrusting and turning within the rocking clutchings of her underbelly.
She gripped the points of his shoulders as their lips pulled apart. Gasping, her eyes were screwed shut. His shaft shifted beneath her clit, his hips pushed high, and the pulse of her pearl rocketed, melding with the throbbings of her depths. Her mouth widened, her body shaking as waves of ecstasy swept through her, her brain filled with brightness.
Her body stiffened, her head pushing back, and her hips bucked and twisted, her cunt pulling hotly at his cock as she came. His lips pulled back from his teeth, his hands gripping the bed as he inhaled deeply, fighting to hold back.
She moaned slowly, and her feet slipped down to the couch, and her legs slid down and out. Her grip on his shoulders loosening, she gasped for breath, her cunny quivering around him. Smiling, he kissed her flushed face, and she smiled dreamily.
With a murmur, she pushed to one side, and he slid his hands under her, holding her to him as he rolled over. Her tits pressed out against his chest, she kissed his lips, her fingers sliding through his hair. Lifting her face, she slid her knees upward, and she sat up atop his hips. Her eyelashes flickered as his rod moved within her, and she shifted her fanny against his balls, tightening her vaginal muscles around the hard prod that was now deeper within her still trembling depths.
He slid his hands up her taut thighs, his nostrils flaring as she slowly turned her tightened nook around him. Her eyes lifted from his, and she smiled. He pushed his head back, and looked up to see Alma moving onto the couch so that she could kneel over his head. She had removed the skirt, and he looked up at her plump pubes, the shallow between them damp: Dark curlings thinned out at her slit, and disappeared halfway down it to be replaced by flecks of down. The length between shoulders and hips seemed short in relation to her hips and her long legs. She smiled, her cheeks dimpling.
He looked at Kelly, whose movements continued as before, and she smiled. Grinning, he looked back up at Alma, and he slid his hands up her long, rounded thighs before slipping his arms behind her knees. The wide ovals of her fanny and the ripeness of her mound eased downward, and he kissed the dewy furrow. The girl murmured, and he slid his hands over her ass as he kissed her hive breathlessly, Kelly tightening and loosening around his throbbing length.
He felt the couch shift as Alex moved onto it, and he felt the twin move over him to stand before Kelly. He heard Alex moan as Kelly's lips and tongue went into motion. Alex's feet against his sides, he moved his tongue up into the sweetness of Alma's cleave, his hips rocking against Kelly as he thrust within her.
The twins moaned as he and Kelly went down on them while continuing to ball. His taste buds inundated with the girl's delicious nectar, he was breathing raggedly, his come boiling as he twisted and thrust. Kelly's hands gripped the naked Alex's ass tightly as she sucked and licked her clit, her depths expanding and contracting as her hips thrust back and forth, her underbelly gripping his thick length as the top of his shaft stroked beneath the raging pulse of her clit.
Alma gripped Alex's hips, pressing her face to the tightened buttocks and Kelly's hands, and she reached down as she came to caress the top of her aunt's slit and the top of Wayne's shaft, moving the woman's pearl more directly against the thick trunk.
The girl's hands quickening the pulse surging through her, Kelly's mouth moved voraciously, and Alex was coming too, shaking and groaning, only Kelly's and Alma's holds keeping Alex from falling. Her mind spinning, Kelly's orgasms began to merge, and her hips moved wildly atop him, her cunny spasming. He groaned into Alma's quaking box as the convulsions of Kelly's splay pulled his come free.
The twins dropped to the side to lean against one another and the wall, and they watched through glazed eyes as the couple came, Kelly gripping his sides as he gripped her hips. His mouth pulled wide, his forehead lining as vol came heat went through him, his rod pistoning within Kelly's depths. Her face moved from side to side, her hair flashing around it as the convulsions of her depths and the pulse of her clit merged into an intense seizure of ecstasy. Their hips bucked together, his prod jerking within.her, his jism blasting free to fountain up into her roiling depths.
Paroxysms of joy going through them, their gasps stopped as their breaths caught. His cock's spasms began to ease, and the grippings of her nook slowed, their minds voided of anything but their bliss. Her knees slid back, and she dropped atop him, both murmuring as they weakly embraced.
'Well, I think he passed the entrance exam,' they dimly heard Alex say.
'Yes, I think he can fill the position,' Alma agreed, both of them grinning
'He can sure fill me,' Kelly murmured, and she and Wayne hugged one another, the twins leaning forward to kiss and caress them.
Freshmen at the school Wayne would be working at, Jenni and Kay shared a room – all the students paired off. Jenni had tawny, light-brown hair cut just short of her slender, defined shoulders, and her eyes were a dark blue. Her slender torso widened into rich, high hips, curving back with the small of her back and her wide stomach.
Flipping through a copy of Glamour, she sipped her glass of apricot nectar. Listening to a Bee Gees album, Kay was stretched out on her back, wearing the stereo earphones, and a long beige blouse, the puffed sleeves gathered at the cuffs. Strawberry-blonde hair reached to the middle of her back, the shadowed areas almost a sable color. Golden brown eyes stared up at the ceiling, framed with light brown lashes. The slender furl of her upper lip and the wide fullness of her lower lip were parted as she silently sang along.
Jenni stood up, putting the magazine and the glass aside, and she removed her T-shirt, the wideset, outward-pointing ovals of her tits pulling taut. Dusky pink nipples pointed upward from the discs of her areolas, her navel a deep-set slot. She picked the glass up, and opened her bellbottomed jeans absently as she wandered around the room. She leaned against the wall, taking a sip of the nectar as she stared off: Her shoulders back, her long torso curved forward to her rich, high hips, widening into them. Her arms long, her free hand rested against one thigh. She wore no panties, and the top of her chestnut muff showed in the, opening of the jeans.
Jenni moved into the bathroom, and she slipped slowly out of the jeans, Kay's eyes half-focused as she looked toward her, the ennui of the girls a palpable sultriness. Her legs long, Jenni's thighs tapered down from her hips, her calves slender and shapely. The backward curve of her hips accenting the outthrust globes of her ass, they in turn joined with her long, full thighs in accenting the girlish slenderness of her torso. Her fingers laced, she rested her wrists against the tops of her thighs, her hands concealing the filled-in Y of her muff. She stared off, and then turned her eyes toward Kay.
'Think I'm going to take a bath,' Jenni said absently as Kay removed the earphones, the record finished.
'Um,' Kay nodded, and she pushed herself up, wideset breasts pushing against the blouse.
After a moment, Jenni moved out of Kay's line of vision, and the sound of running water filled the room. Kay yawned, and lifted her arms high as she stretched The blouse falling just above the tops of her rounded. thighs, she stood up, and the sunlight silhouetted her body through the loose blouse, her hips full. She sat back against the window sill, rubbing the back of her hand under the rounded tip of her lightly curved nose. She looked down at the nudges her nipples made against the blouse, and she drew it up from the firm fullness of her stomach with its raised navel, and from the russet curlings curving across from the tops of her thighs and down between them, just leaving the outsides of her mound bare.
She curved the blouse up over her breasts, and field it there with one hand as she looked down at them. Still developing, their shapes were between globes and cones, as if not yet having decided which form to take. The light rises of her soft, pinkish tan areolas were, the settings of tapering, flat-tipped nipples that accented the conical quality of her tits. She ran her index finger over one nipple, and it stiffened. Smiling, she pulled the tip of the finger up from just over the nipple, drawing it up at an angle. She inspected both tits until she finally grew bored, and she let the blouse drift back down around the tops of her thighs.
The water was shut off, and Kay looked toward the bathroom. She wandered over to it, and sat against the sink, watching as Jenni stepped into the tub, and sat down. Sunlight coming from the window above the tub
