luxuriated in the raw sensuality of the moment. She shivered as he gasped for breath in her arms. She felt his prick pulse strongly inside her cunt and she thrust forward with her hips to meet him as he hunched into her.
'Ohhhhhhh…' Mike groaned again. 'Your asshole is so tight… God, it's so hot… I'm gonna cum in your ass, Mrs. Garrison… I… I can't hold back.'
'Me… me too, Mom… I'm cuming… Oh, I'm cummmmming!' Mike sobbed as he crushed his mother's soft tit in his hand.
'Yes!' Thelma gasped as the boys cried out their passion. 'Yesssss! Fuck me! Fuck me in the ass, Mike… let me feel your hot cum in my asshole! Fuck my pussy, baby… shoot your cum into your mother's cunt… now, baby… now, baby… NOOOWWWW!'
She screamed as her orgasm rose to break over her writhing body like a hot wave of sensation.
Thelma felt Jim's prick twitch, then he stiffened against her as his prick erupted in her cunt. She pressed her cheek to his as Mike's prick exploded in her clasping asshole.
She shivered as the boys' pricks pumped their hot loads of white, sticky cum into her lusting body. She wished that she had a stiff prick in her mouth so that she could taste the cum.
Panting behind her, Mike ran his hands to her hips and buried his spurting cock in the woman's asshole. He sucked his breath in sharply as she ground her ass against his body. He sobbed as he heard his friend moaning just as loudly.
Finally, the three of them lay quietly in each other's arms. Thelma was the first to speak as she felt Mike's prick soften, then slip out of her asshole. She could feel the cum on her thighs as it dribbled out of her cunt and her son's prick began to shrink.
'Mike… do… do you think that Trina and Trish might like to come over some evening. I you know, so that the five of us could get ii together?'
Mike thought about it. The idea appealed to him. 'I… I could talk to them about it.'
'Do you wanna watch us fuck them, Mom?' Jim asked quietly as his shrinking prick slipped out of his mother's wet cunt.
Thelma laughed, kissed his forehead. 'Among other things, honey… I'd love to have one of them eat my pussy for me…'
'Oh, they both do that!' Mike volunteered, then asked, 'Do… do you like to do that, too, Mrs. Garrison?'
'Don't you, Michael?'
CHAPTER NINE
Trish and Trina stood in the dark hallway outside the door of their father's room. Several hours had passed since Tim had come in exhausted and turned in for the evening without eating supper. Now, their excitement grew as Trish whispered softly, telling her twin sister what to do.
'Come in with me, Trina you can go an into the bathroom and watch from there.'
Trina thought about her father in the next room. 'Are… are you sure, Trish? I mean, what if he wakes up and he's… you know, mad?'
Trish smiled as she shook her head. 'You let me worry about Daddy getting mad. By the time he does wake up, it'll be too late to be angry about anything!'
Trina took a deep breath as her sister opened the bedroom door.
Cautiously, they stepped into the room and closed the door quietly behind them. Trina glanced toward the bed where her father lay sleeping.
Trish looked down at her father and a thrill went through her body. The sheet was pulled down to his waist and she could see the heavy outline of his prick just a few inches lower. She shrugged out of her thin gown. She stood stark naked in the dim light as her sister looked on with excitement.
Sitting on the side of the bed, Trish reached out with trembling fingers to pull down the sheet from her father's body. Trish pulled the sheet to his knees and gasped at the sight of his prick lying against his thigh.
Slowly, the teenaged girl touched the soft hair of her father's pubis. It thrilled her as she ran her fingers lower and encountered the base of his thick, soft prick. As her fingertips touched his warm flesh, his prick twitched.
Pausing, Trish looked at her father's face, so serene in sleep. Sighing, she let her fingers curl slowly about his cock as she watched his face. She felt his cock twitch again as she held it softly in her hand and she smiled to herself.
Trish lifted her father's hand and placed it on her breast. Almost magically, she felt his fingers move to cup her tit. Trish felt her nipple become stiff against the warm flesh of his palm.
Tim fought the urge to swallow. He had awakened a short time before, gone to the bathroom to relieve himself and had just returned to bed when he heard his daughters whispering outside his door. He wondered what on earth they were up to as they slipped quietly into his room. Then he had sensed one of them near the bed.
Suddenly he understood what was happening as he felt the sheet being pulled down below his waist. Then, he felt his daughter's hand playing softly through his pubic hair and his body was flooded with excitement.
As her fingers curled about his soft prick, Tim swallowed. He was fighting the urge to sit up in bed and simply gather his daughter into his arms.
Feeling the warmth and softness of the girl's tit, Tim experienced a rush of warmth. He felt his prick growing as his daughter manipulated it. He was hard pressed not to lift his hips.
Opening his eyes just a crack, Tim saw his daughter's lovely features in the dim light. Again, he was plagued by the question: Trish or Trina? But it didn't matter, because he knew that whomever it was, the other was not far away – and she was watching!
Trish licked her lips as her father's prick grew stiff in her hand. The pulsing sent thrills through her young body as she ran her hand up and down his growing shaft, feeling it jerk under her fingers. Letting his hand slip down her body to lie on her belly, Trish leaned over her father's prick and licked out softly with her tongue. She tasted a faintly acrid flavor and she wondered if he had fucked anybody today.
Opening her mouth wide, the girl lowered her head as she washed the plum-like head of her father's prick with her tongue. Her lips ovaled around the velvet shaft, and her mouth was filled with her father's throbbing cock. Slowly, she began moving up and down its length.
Tim fought to control his breathing as he felt his daughter's mouth on his prick. The warmth and wetness thrilled him, and it only took several slow strokes to convince him that his cock was not the first prick this girl had sucked! This knowledge excited Tim.
As his hand slipped down her body, Tim felt the lush growth of pubic hair above the girl's cunt. As the girl leaned over, he felt the lips of her tender young pussy open slightly. Slowly, Tim eased his thumb into the wetness. Her legs opened at his touch. He still pretended sleep as his daughter sucked his cock. She began to squirm as his thumb found her erect little clit.
Trish moaned softly as she felt her father's hand on her cunt. She opened her legs slightly as she felt one finger brush her clit. Then, she was thrilled as the movement continued and her father played with her pussy in his sleep.
Or was he asleep?
Trish was thrilled by the thought that her father might be awake already. She could feel the slow movement of his hand over her pussy and she opened her legs wider to allow him access. Licking the tender underside of his throbbing prick, Trish longed to feel its hard length in her cunt. Lovingly, she licked downward and nuzzled his hairy balls as his prick rubbed her cheek softly. She could feel the weight of them in her hand and she knew that they held a hot load of cum just for her.
Trina watched her sister sucking their father's prick and she, too, experienced the incestuous thrill of touching her father's body. Opening her thin robe, Trina cupped her full tits and squeezed them softly. Then, she ran her right hand downward to her seething cunt as she saw her father's hand on Trish's lush bush. She could almost feel the touch of his warm hand on her belly as she spread her legs and began stroking her own cunt obscenely. Her breathing was short and ragged as she looked on.
Trish glanced up and saw Trina leaning against the doorway, masturbating lewdly. Her father's hand had
