Marsha screamed. "Aggggggggghhhhhhh! Cummin' ... cummin' ... oh, God, Peter ... I'm
cummmmmin' ... fuck me! Harder! Yessssssss! ... Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!"
Carol stiffened as she watched Marsha go out of control, her body erupting in a killer
orgasm, the culmination of years of fantasy and frustration. She shook and trembled,
wildly; churning and bucking, her cunt frantically trying to hold her brother's exploding
cock captive and make the moment last forever.
Marsha's violent contortions were too wild for Peter, and he was bucked off just as his
throbbing prick started to spray his pent-up love juices. Globs of thick, white cum
splattered all over her stomach and tits; splashing her face and hair. His pulsating cock
seem to shoot on forever and cum ran in rivulets down the crevasses of her body. Peter's
body sagged, then collapsed beside his sister's trembling and gasping form.
The towel dropped away as Carol ran to her daughter and gathered the still-shaking body
in her arms. Marsha was slick with Peter's cum. "It's okay, baby. It's okay! I'm here.
Easy, sweet-heart. Rest. I know what you're going through. I've been there! Just rest.
Oh, baby, I'm so happy for you. So happy!"
Automatically, Marsha wrapped her arms around her mother. They were cheek to cheek,
breast to breast, mound to mound. Peter's cum made their bodies slide against each other,
transmitting the heat of their flesh. Rubbing up against Marsha's chest, Carol's nipples
became hard and erect. The feel of flesh beneath her hands was wonderfully exotic. Hardly
aware of it, they began to rub against each other, lewdly. Their lips found each other
and tongues entwined. Loving hands caressed sensitive tit-flesh, and nimble fingers
rolled nipples around like marbles.
His body sore and legs rubbery, Peter pushed himself up and stared in disbelief, his
panting finally lessening. His cock, still half-hard, glistened with dripping cum and
pussy- juice. Marsha's wild bouncing had pushed him to the other side of the bed, near
their heads. He watched their passionate embrace with wonder, then put his cock directly
above their faces - it just seemed the thing to do - and let a stray drop of cum-juice
fall on Marsha's nose. It ran down to her lips, and he watched in amazement as their
twisting tongues fought to lick it.
"Suck my dick," he said hoarsely, "both of you."
Carol, galvanized by the taste of Peter's heavy cum- cream, struck first, taking all of
his semi-soft prick in her mouth. She clamped her lips tightly around the deflating
cockshaft and began to suck greedily, her wild tongue swishing from side to side. Marsha,
watching her mother's wet mouth slide up and down the veined shaft, reluctantly, contented
herself with licking her brother's hairy balls, matting the thick hair against his skin
with her saliva. Neither, let go of the other's warm tits; their hands roaming at will.
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