hear from her mouth was the smack and slurp of hot lips gliding up and down his prick. And when that was done, when he'd dumped a good load down her throat, then he wondered if he'd be able to get Babs away from Silas long enough to fuck her.
He raised his head, grinning from ear to ear, lapping at Shelly's cunt. 'Suck my cock,' he commanded her. 'Make me cum!'
'Hhhhmmmmm.' She nodded, wrenching his cock in the snug hollow of her clinging throat. That did it. That extra, twisting bite of friction set him off.
'Here it comes! Take it bitch… suck it down! Don't you dare spill one drop!'
'Nnnnnuuuuughhh!' she moaned, tossing her head the other way.
Her head jerked up, repulsed by the tart, saltsweet taste of spurting cum. Her lips puckered, and she was about to pull away, but she heard Melissa gulping frantically and saw her throat heave.
Silas bucked, grunting as he drove his cock far down her throat, pumping it full of cum. Not to be out-done, Shelly fought back the urge to gag and swallowed her first mouthful of hot jism.
At the same instant, she heard her mother's lewd scream. 'Yeeeeaaaaahhhhh! Fuck me, you bastard. Ram my cunt full. Ungh! I can feel it spurt, and I want it deep inside!'
Wes thrust and drove into her, almost bucking her off the stiff root of his cock. Shelly glimpsed that and wondered which of the rough, bear-like mountain men would want to fuck her next. Wes or Silas? It hardly mattered. Before long, she felt confident she would fuck them both. Perhaps both at once as they'd threatened to do to her mother.
Will narrowed his lips and sucked on just the swollen nub of her clit, lashing it back and forth with his tongue, twisting it like screw when he felt the spasms of her climax begin. She gulped, wanting desperately to scream in delight.
The sharp slap of flesh, the grunts and anguished moans of mutual orgasm went on for a full minute. The damp, musky scent of cunt and the cloying sweet aroma of hot jism mixed with earthy smells in the hidden chamber in the high country.
It was Roxanne who first recovered enough breath to speak. 'Hhhoooo Goddamn!' Then she threw back her head, tossing her silver-streaked mane, and began to laugh.
'What's so fucking funny?' Will asked.
'Yeah, Mrs. Marshal… what is it?' Babs was still shivering. The rasp of Silas' tongue had brought her to a climax more tempting than truly satisfying. 'You think it's funny that I want to fuck your husband next?'
'No, shit… you can fuck his brains out for all I care. He's hardly been able to think of anything else since we started this trip. It's just that – it's just that…' She laughed too hard to get out the rest.
'It's what?' Will wanted to know.
Roxanne gulped a cooling breath and calmed herself enough to squeeze out the words. 'When Shelly and Babs first started talking about packing into the high country, you didn't like the idea. And do you remember why?'
'Yeah!' Will began to laugh too. It seemed funny even to him now.
'What the hell are you talking about?' Shelly asked.
'Your father said – hmmmggghhh – after three days in the woods, we'd all be bored stiff!'
'I remember!' Shelly said. 'You told us we'd having nothing to do.'
Will sighed, hearing his own words almost like an echo. 'So even your father makes a mistake now and then… I'm still stiff. Which one of you lovely ladies wants to fuck my cock before it gets bored?'
