his mouth, forcing his tongue to whiplash beneath her clitoral hood. Lauralee moved her lips across his forehead and said, 'We're all screwing you, so you can discover for yourself how wonderful group sex can be, all the juicy fucking you can possibly want, without jealousy or stupid taboos. We want you to be with us, Marshall; I want you.'
Jessica cut in with a thin wail, 'Oh! Oh, baby – dig that tongue into my pussy – I'm coming, COMING!'
And Marshall's body convulsed as Bettina wheeled and drove upon his hard cock. His balls climbed upward and contracted, and Lauralee knew that her husband was spitting a hot stream of come into the girl's tightly gripping vagina, into the youngest cunt he had ever fucked.
It took a while before Jessica recovered enough to lift her rich snatch from Marshall's face, and when she did, there were glistening streaks of her juice left upon his cheeks and chin. The man's eyes were closed, and he didn't move when Bettina drew her caressing pussy from around his pole. A smear of milky fluid seeped slowly from his cockhead.
Lauralee placed her lips upon his, tasting the exotic musk Jessica's mature snatch left there, and he didn't resist the gentle probing of her tongue. She stretched out the deep kiss, trying to tell him how much she loved him, truly loved him now.
Then she moved back and waited for him to say something, kneeling there as the others moved across the room. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught glimpses of Robbie and Chris lurking in the hallway. Lauralee hoped Marshall's answer would be the right one, the only acceptable one. If it wasn't, if he somehow could put aside the glorious fucking he had just undergone and play the role of outraged father and former husband, she would be sorry. They would all be sorry, but Marshall himself stood to lose by far the most.
'Lauralee,' he said at last, weak-voiced and shaky, 'Lauralee?'
'Yes, Marshall?'
'You-you actually screwed the kid? And I suppose you went down on him, too? All that stuff, with our own boy?'
She nodded. 'Just as you did it to his wife and her mother. Jessica's husband is over there, you know; he was watching it all, with Robbie.'
With feeling, Marshall turned his face toward her and said, 'I'll be a son of a bitch. I couldn't even get you to keep the light on when you were bare-assed, and now you tell me you're fucking the boy, and balling with everyone else.'
'Not everyone,' she answered. 'Just the in-laws and Robbie; and now with you. But get this straight, Marshall Jergens – if and when I decide to screw some other man, or make it with another woman, it will be MY decision. Now, suppose you tell us what yours is; do you want to put on your clothes and run on out of here, or do you want to stay and become part of our combined families?'
Slowly, he propped his head upon his palm and stared at her. Lauralee saw his eyes reach past her, where four naked people were poised, listening. 'Robbie,' he said.
The boy came forward without hesitation, his young prick bobbing its pink head before him, and Bettina came up beside him to take her husband's hand. Lauralee saw how utterly gorgeous they were together, so slim and fresh and exciting.
'Robbie,' Marshall said, 'So you've been screwing your mother? With all this other pussy around, including that lovely girl, you still get into your mom?'
'Yes,' the boy said proudly. 'Mom's cunt is something very special to me. I'd like for you and me to share it together, to get her between us and pour the meat to her every way we can. But if you don't want that…'
'Wait a minute,' Marshall said. 'I didn't say that. I'm only trying to get things straight in my head, son. And hell – I never had it so good in all my life. Besides, since I just dicked your wife, it's only a fair trade for you to fuck mine, right? I'm sorry, kid, but they've screwed me down to a frazzle, and I won't be able to ball her with you – not right away. But you can be damned sure we'll get together on her and in her, soon as I can raise another hard-on.'
Robbie grinned hugely. 'That's great, Dad! I alwavs hoped you two would get together again, and now it'll be better than ever.'
Marshall pushed himself to a sitting position. 'Well, YOU'VE got yourself a good hard-on. What are you going to do with it?'
Lauralee bent over, bracing herself upon hands and knees, seeing Chris and Jessica approaching, hearing them laughing with relief and anticipation. She didn't have to say anything to Robbie; he knew what was expected of him, and the boy was obviously eager to demonstrate his sexual prowess to his father, to show the man he was a horny young stud capable of bringing his mother's pussy to a boil.
Dropping to his knees behind her, Robbie set the velvet head of his cock into her quivering labia, and stroked the cheeks of Lauralee's smooth ass when he pushed slowly but steadily up into her receptive pussy lips from behind. While his rod was sliding home, Lauralee placed her cheek upon her husband's knee and said, 'Welcome home, darling.'
Marsball grinned, 'Whoever you're talking to, it's all right with me,' he said.
