inside her ass, and Polly knew that any second now, one more indignity would be accomplished on her body.
'I'm there now, Mom. Shake your ass, Mom, you're gonna get an ass-hole full of my come, Slave. I'm coming in it now. Oooohhhh!'
A blast of hot sperm hit Polly's tender rectum and then the next one went deeper into her bowels. She ground her hips into his as he bathed her inner organs with his rich, creamy froth. Her own body was triggered into coming again, and this time Donny's hand jammed itself into her soaking cunt. She came and groaned, her mouth full of Peter's exploding cock. He bathed her mouth and she swallowed as quickly as she could. His sperm tasted salty and had a creamy texture to it.
Polly held on as tightly as possible as he was thrashing around on the bed. He too was drinking an orgasm. Sandy howled and moaned as she squeezed her own tits until they were red. Her body seemed to simply open up and all of her fluids fell from her expanded cunt lips, right into Peter's eager mouth.
Donny couldn't hold himself erect on his knees, he was so weak, and he fell to one side. His semi-hard cock was pulled unexpectedly from Polly's spasming rectum and a trail of slime dripped from her ass onto the bed.
She flinched as Donny pulled froth her body, but she continued to suck the last remaining drops of sperm from her son's cock. Finally, she too rolled on her side in exhaustion.
Sandy's legs were becoming cramped holding her tired body up over Peter's face, so she moved aside and sagged weakly on the bed beside Peter. The room was silent except for the sounds of their deep breathing and an occasional moan from Polly as her body subsided from the emotional peak it had been driven to.
Sandy felt the presence of someone watching her, and she opened her eyes and looked around. Standing in the doorway, nude, and with a large hard-on, was her father. His eyes were wide in excitement, and Sandy smiled as he began to move into the room.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Sandy grinned at her father and eased off the bed as he walked toward the bed. She eased to her knees and without a word being said, she captured his erect organ in her hand and began licking it with a fervent passion.
Polly had not stirred or opened her eyes. Steve stared at the lovely naked form and his passions rose. Her long, lovely legs encased in the nylons looked erotic. The wide darker band hugging her upper thighs contrasted sharply against her bare skin. The satin garter belt framed the lust growth of her pubic area that was now soaked with her cunt juices.
Both boys opened their eyes and looked vaguely surprised to see this large naked man in their mother's bedroom. As soon as they saw the loving attention Sandy was paying his cock with her mouth, they looked at each other and smiled excitedly.
Steve held his finger up to his lips to indicate silence should be maintained. Both boys understood and quietly eased off their mother's bed.
As soon as Polly was alone on the bed, Steve pulled Sandy's sucking lips away from his throbbing cock. She had left him soaking wet with her saliva.
Polly's legs were lewdly sprawled open, and the relaxed outer labia lips of her cunt were open far enough that the coral pink of her inner vaginal cavity could be seen.
Steve gently grasped both of her thighs and folded them back against her chest. As he positioned himself between her silk sheathed thighs, Polly's eyes slowly opened. She had felt the hands grasp her legs and assumed one of the boys was about to screw her. She yearned to feel the presence of a stiff cock in her smoldering cunt.
She suddenly saw Steve for the first time. Quickly she tried to bring her legs together and protect herself from his attack, but he was too strong for her and she was already at such a disadvantage it was useless. Her hands went up immediately to push against his broad chest.
'No, no please leave me alone Mr. Lark. Steve, you can't do this. Please, the children are here. Please don't do it.'
Steve grinned at her. 'Pauline, you've still got Peter's come on your lips and Donny's jism is coming out of your ass. Don't you think it's a little late to worry about shocking the children? As far as Sandy's concerned, who do you think just sucked my cock and got it all nice and slick for me to slip it into you?'
Peter spoke up, 'Yeah Mom, just relax. You're gonna fuck Mr. Lark. We want to watch it, Mom. You ever see a cock any bigger than his, Mom?'
Polly's head was whirling and she couldn't believe her children would be a party to her seduction by a man who was practically a stranger. She then happened to glance down and Steve's huge shaft became the focal point of her interest. Her late husband, Ben, had been a large-built man, but his eight inches couldn't compare to the nub that Steve Lark had in his hand and slowly rubbed against her wet cunt. She was awed at the purplish golf ball-sized head on his cock that was now mixing his juices with her.
'My God. Steve you can't put that thing in me. You'll split my body open with it. Please stop this, right now.'
Her pleas only brought smiles to those standing around her. Steve slowly pressed his dick into Polly's gash. The head of it pressed the outer lips in and then began penetrating into the inner cunt area. She felt her tissues begin to protest against the insertion of so large an object, and she threw her head back and groaned and gritted her teeth.
'Oh, please don't. My cunt's going to rip, damn you. Oh God, you're too big. I can't… take it… all!'
Steve's cock was not past the inner pink flange of flesh, the whole head now obscured by her tightly gripping labia lips. Inch by inch, he drove himself into the sobbing woman's body.
Polly instinctively spread herself as wide as possible. Her feet were lifted straight up and her thighs spread as far as possible. Steve continued to dig into her until over half of his large organ was embedded in her body.
He started a pumping motion with his hips then and each time he entered her, a little more cock was buried in Polly's body. Her groans turned to animal-like grunts as she attempted to accommodate this heavy-hung man between her legs. The effect of having a grown cock slide into her pussy, triggered long hidden desires and involuntarily she babbled to him.
'Oh, move… put more in. Fuck me. I don't care what you do, lust fuck me please. Oh more, more. It's killing me… uuhhhn fuck me… oh you bastard fuck me!'
She came. Her come sluiced around the tight plug of flesh that was in her and soaked his cock and balls. He was surprised at the heights to which her passion had soared already. Her body juices boiled out of her vaginal opening, and the sight and feel of the hot juices excited Steve even more. He began pumping faster and within a dozen strokes he buried himself in her. The glans of his cock was mashed against her cervix. His passion was goading him to more forceful action with his lunges. He could feel his heavy balls bouncing against the raised mounds of her smooth ass, and he reached forward and grasped both of her lovely tits that he'd admired for three years.
'Fuck me you hot-assed bitch. I'm going to screw you until you're unconscious, Polly. Damn, that cunt of yours is sucking the come right out of my nuts. Fuck me. Shake your ass, baby. Oh Christ, you feel so damned good.'
Polly was driven out of her mind. The pain was disappearing, but she felt as though her entire body was stuffed with this man's organ. She felt her stomach vibrate with each ramming impact of his dick, and all she could do was lie there and come all over herself. She was no longer able to move, she was so paralyzed by the amount of cock that was being shoved into her.
Steve's loins ached for the release he had not had in months. Fucking a real snatch was something he longed for, even though Sandy did suck him off regularly. The sights and sounds of screwing this woman in the presence of her children had an added effect on his lust and at last he came with a roaring oath.
His eyes closed and he clenched his teeth as shot after shot beat against Polly's organs. She screamed as she felt his scalding come hit her insides. He drove himself into her unmercifully, and she could only grab his wrists in her hands and mash his hands even harder into her tits. Her heels beat a stockinged tattoo against his
