young daughter. Now it could be Lauralee's; she could know its flowing sweetness and the lunging of its velvet depths as she tormented the clitoris with questing tongue and suctioning lips.
'Ahh,' Jessica sighed as they broke the kiss, and moved first to shift the angle of her ripe body. Her mouth fastened greedily upon Lauralee's nipple while her hands tenderly kneaded both tits. The soft lips were searing, working their way damply down Lauralee's rib cage, the small teeth nipping delicately at tummy skin and her tongue going furiously, as if the flavor of Lauralee's skin was something intoxicating.
'I want – I want to eat you, too,' Lauralee gasped, but Jessica had already plunged her face between Lauralee's quivering thighs. The shock of that first contact raced through her, and her pelvis jerked upward, presenting the urgency of her hairy crotch to this new and hungry mouth.
Jessica ate pussy differently than her daughter; she was just as skilled in the application of her tongue, but there was more hunger to it, a fiercer need. She spread her mouth wide, and sucked powerfully, dragging Lauralee's pussy lips against her teeth. Her tongue pumped vigorously in and out, as if it was a short, wet cock, and Lauralee wriggled upon it, reaching down to caress the woman's hair as her ass rolled from side to side and her pelvis humped.
A strange and beautiful woman was delving lasciviously into her vagina, almost snarling as she tried to devour the tender lining, pounding her stiffened tongue deep and curling it back.
Panting, Lauralee hissed: 'Eat it as savagely as you want to, Jessica! Chew my pussy and lap it like a puppy dog – suck my cunt and swallow the juice – oh! Oh, you wonderful bitch – ahh, yes! Ooh – I've fucked your husband and eaten your daughter's snatch – ah! I've sucked your husband's prick and drained all the semen from his balls, and Chris has shoved his tongue in my cunt just as you're doing now – ahh! Ooh, that's wild, darling!'
Swivelling her ass furiously, Lauralee clung to the woman's head and ground her crotch into the ravenous mouth, bucking her clit into the wet teeth and bringing her long thighs together like a silken trap. She was close, so close, and that tongue was driving her right out of her fucking skull…
But it suddenly stopped. Lauralee arched her back and squeezed her thighs against the stilled head, but there was no more; she was left teetering upon the very brink of a magnificent culmination, and she felt cheated. 'Jessica – what's the matter? What's wrong?'
Opening her eyes then, she saw the woman's reason for hesitating. There on the bed, poised behind his wife's upthrust and shining ass, was Chris Hartmann. Lauralee hadn't even heard him come into the room, or felt the difference his weight made upon the bed.
Looming chunky and wide, hairy-chested and taut, the man was maneuvering his swollen cockhead into his wife's scarlet-mossed mound from behind. Feeling the spongy thrust, Jessica had been startled for a moment, but now Lauralee felt the slippery tongue stabbing, lancing again and again into the vibrancy of her clit. Jessica had recognized the shape of her husband's knob, and was squirming in obvious delight as the man fed his meat up into her clenching slot.
'Take it,' Chris grunted, as he shoved his rigid meat clear to the root between his wife's opulent thighs, 'take my cock, you sweet, hot bitch! Couldn't stay away from her, could you? I knew you'd come sneaking up here to eat Lauralee's pussy, even if you had to start it while she was asleep – oh baby, shake that nice, round ass for me! Oh yeah, yeah – keep on licking that hairy black cunt, while I jam my prick into yours, Jessica – like this – like this…'
Staring, Lauralee could see the grip Chris had on the cheeks of his wife's luxurious ass, and feel the woman's folded body to where Jessica was nuzzling even more avidly into her snatch. Shifting her gaze, she found her eyes locked with his, and Chris smiled voluptuously. Jessica's educated tongue regained it frenetic rhythm, and Lauralee found her self pivoting upon it, humping to the buried face, her thighs sliding up and down beside Jessica's head.
'Beautiful, hot bitches!' Chris grunted. 'What a pair of juicy cunts – sweet asses, gorgeous boobs – you love your old man's cock, don't you baby? You love my prick as much as you adore that steamy gash you're eating…'
Jessica moaned an answer into Lauralee's flexing vagina, and the teasing, tantalizing suction upon Lauralee's clitoris, became too intense to bear. Shivering, she let go of the woman's head and fell back upon the bed, her entire lower body swinging wildly, her pelvis reaching brutally up into the chewing, siphoning mouth.
'I – oh, I'm coming!' she cried out. 'Fuck her, Chris – fuck the hell out of her! Screw your wife while she's going down on me – make her come as – AHH! – come as insanely as I'm coming – COMING!'
The fireworks went off deep within her wrenching vagina, flaring pinwheels of ecstasy around her bursting clitoris, sparklers showering golden hot rain up through her tumultuous belly and a spitting fuse burning itself savagely out through her fluttering asshole.
Lifting her smeared face from the sizzling wet hairs of Lauralee's quaking mound, Jessica groaned in sharp rapture, humping back upon her husband's pounding shaft. Her head jerked upward as she came, and she rocked from side to side as Lauralee stared at her contorted face and the mesmerizing pendulums of the swinging balloon tits.
Immediately, Chris stopped hammering his hard meat into her. With a swift and agile movement, he slipped his cockhead down and out of the clinging grip of his wife's snatch, and sat back upon his heels. As Jessica collapsed softly to one side, Lauralee could see the light glistening upon that reddened and puffy glans, see the golden rays of the bedlamp reflected upon the oily juices of the woman's pussy that clung like glue there.
'Your turn,' Chris said. 'There she is, with her plump legs all spread out. My wife's pussy is all heated up for you baby, so just crawl around her and go to it. Point your sweet, lovely ass up at me and spread your thighs, so I can screw you like I just stuck it to her. My cock is all greasy with her juice, and it'll slip right up into your tight hole.'
Lauralee moved to do his bidding, her heart thudding and her own snatch becoming flooded in her excitement. She kneeled between the pale, ripe legs and ran her hands up and down the rounded calves as she gazed raptly down into the inflamed cunt lips surrounded by so much deep, curly red hair. Jessica's labia had turned scarlet, and they were dripping. Lauralee caressed the lavish thighs, and angled her body down so that her buttocks would be presented to the man who waited impatiently behind her, his gorged prick in one hand, his hairy balls filled with new semen.
She was about to go down on a woman's mature pussy, while that woman's husband fucked her from behind. She had learned to love a vagina through the teachings of Jessica's daughter, and now she was on the verge of making the full round of the family – man and wife and child.
Trembling, Lauralee bent down and kissed the silken belly, working the end of her tongue into the dimpled navel. Jessica twitched, and the padded nest of her mound moved back and forth. Lauralee licked into the outer fringes of humid pubic hair, feeling its stiff coils against her lips and tickling her tongue.
She burrowed through the matted hair and into the jelly-dripping pussy lips, tasting an exotic flavor there, an odd muskiness that thrilled her. Lauralee covered the pulsing snatch with her mouth, and at that moment Chris poised the soapy head of his distended prick against her vulva, felling upward for the torrid slit that was yearning for him. As she drove her tongue between the softness of the elastic lips, Chris drove his knob into Lauralee's labia, and both reached as far as they could into hot, soupy cunts. They were joined, deliciously interlocked, flesh within flesh within flesh.
While Chris poled his hard meat into her filled pussy, Lauralee muzzled deeper into the rippling snatch she was exploring with her teeth and tongue. When she had probed the sheath as far as she could, and tickled its buttery velvet walls, she withdrew her tongue and sucked in. The rubbery labia came into her mouth, and Lauralee toothed it gently, drawing a warm rivulet of juice down her throat and swallowing it gleefully.
There was the fresh, unknown clit, leaping to greet her drilling tongue, parting the folds of its tender hood. The size of that intense organ surprised Lauralee; it was constructed like a little cock, but much, much bigger that her own, and a giant compared to Bettina's tiny nubbin. By pressing down into the upper labia, she was able to get the vibrating growth between her teeth, and held it there while she tortured it with her lashing tongue.
Behind her, Chris panted as he thrust heavily into her own seething hole. 'Baby – oh, baby – you're so hot and juicy that your sweet cunt is overflowing and wetting my balls! Ahh – you're tight, though, and my big cock is making those pussy lips stretch like rubber bands – grind it, Lauralee – shove that ass up to me!'
She gave it to him, seesawing her rear and wheeling her avid vagina upon his thrusting club, but she continued to worry the pulsating clitoris held captive by her teeth. Jessica's pelvis spasmed and the ripe thighs
