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From: Phil Phantom <pp@philphantom.com>
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Date: Sun, 15 Apr 2001 13:10:01 -0400
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                     Double-teamed Daughter
                        By: Phil Phantom
                      HTTP://www.PhilPhantom.Com
                               
Now, there was no doubt what her mother's new husband-to-be was
after and what he was, if there ever was any doubt. From the very
start his intentions seemed obvious to Yolanda, and if those
intentions weren't as obvious to her mother, they should have
been. One would think Jack wanted to marry Ann for a shot at the
lovely daughter. Toward that end, he was relentless, and now they
shared a residence. There was no escaping his crude advances, his
grubby paws - his leering, drooling, lecherous gaze which clearly
said to anyone in the same room, "I must have this gorgeous
doll."

At fifteen, Yolanda gave little thought to being had by anyone,
least of all by a man three times her age and huge - six-three
and weighing over two-hundred and sixty pounds. Yolanda stood
five-three and weighed all of one-twelve sopping wet. At
five-five and one-twenty, her mother wasn't a much better
physical mate for such a large man, and the unlikely pair seemed
a character mismatch besides. She was a mouse; he was a bull. She
was kind, gentle, sweet, quiet, loving, caring, thoughtful, and
considerate; he wasn't. 

Yolanda could not understand what her mother saw in Jack unless
she liked them big in the genital department and animalistic in
the loving department. He was that - like a bull - and made love
like a bull screwing a mouse. Yolanda had no reason to think her
mother was into rough and raunchy sex with big men. Nothing in
her past suggested that to be the case, nor had they discussed
tastes and preferences. Ann and Yolanda had never become intimate
or personal though they had lived alone together in a studio
apartment and shared one bed for the past six years. In all that
time, her mom rarely dated and never brought any man home to the
apartment. Yolanda was not yet dating, had no boyfriend, and
showed no interest. Sex simply didn't exist, was not a factor in
their lives, so there was no need to discuss the subject. 

In truth, Yolanda did have a healthy curiosity regarding sex, was
very popular with the boys, and had been asked out on dates
almost every week. Her long dark hair and big brown eyes melted
hearts while her cute body gave them wicked thoughts. She looked
like an easy conquest and looked virgin. Yolanda knew she simply
wasn't ready and assumed she couldn't date until she turned
sixteen. She knew sixteen was the magic age, the age when her
mother could first date; besides, Yolanda would have felt badly
about leaving her mom alone on Friday or Saturday night. She felt
guilty until her mom started doing that to her right after
befriending Jack.  

Jack always began and ended dates at the apartment, and would
hang around before and after a date. That was how he made his
true intentions known, gave himself away, or tipped his hand.
Yolanda didn't know much, but she knew when a molester wanted
her, was after her, and couldn't wait to be alone with her. In a
one-room apartment where the bathroom was the only escape and a
bed doubled as living room furniture, her mother had to be blind
not to see what she was really dating. After a few weeks of
dating the beast, she announces their intention to wed, which
totally floored Yolanda. The stunned daughter now wanted to date
if for now other reason than to get out on Friday and Saturday
night.

That would have done little good, as Jack moved in with them
right after the announcement with the intention of living there
for the three weeks prior to the wedding though he had his own
house. Painting in preparation for the move-in following the
wedding was the excuse, and a good excuse had they done the
decent thing and rented a motel room. In a studio apartment,
there is simply no avoiding a couple rutting like newlyweds. That
was very odd, very awkward, most embarrassing, and downright
educational for a girl who did have many unanswered questions she
had been too embarrassed to ask. Most of her questions were
answered in the first few hours of the first night. 

She relinquished the cozy bed and curled up in the old recliner,
but that was like curling up in a recliner in a honeymoon suite.
To make matters worse, they - not he, THEY - liked having the
lights on. Add to that their disdain for bedding, even a sheet,
and a curious girl could not get any sleep. 

The man was an uninhibited animal and her mother became a
shameless slut under an animal's influence. A curious girl could
learn a great deal from people such as that. At first, Yolanda
tried hard not to look, but soon came to realize that they didn't
care what she saw or even if she stared openly at the most vulgar
of sex acts and sex parts. She eventually came to realize they
liked being watched, and that they performed their disgusting sex
acts just for her. Oral, anal, vaginal, Yolanda saw it all,
up-close and personal and even got wet...yuck. Sex was messy and
Yolanda found out that fuck was also a noun, as in, "Copious fuck
ran down my Mom's legs to puddle on the floor and I slipped in
the slop." The man came like a bull, too.

Yolanda received quite an education in just three days but spent
three weeks living in the University of Perversity. She also had
no privacy. The bathroom door mysteriously developed a faulty
lock on day one. After that, there was no privacy and no escape.
The first time Yolanda tried to take a shower, Jack joined her
and poked her in the fanny with a hard, soapy dick. That was a
quick shower. 

Jack maintained an erection, kept it on proud display, or kept
sticking it in her mother who seemed always eager to receive it
somewhere. They fucked near her, beside her, and over her if she
wasn't quick. Yolanda had her mother draped over her lap a number
of times, then had no choice but to sit through a fucking and get
wet. There was just no avoiding fuck or fucking, not while in the
University with the professors of perversity tutoring the slow
but curious.

Yolanda also got trapped on the toilet quite often while they
fucked over her. Her mother straddled legs and braced hands on
the wall while the animal screwed her from behind. The product,
their fuck, plopped in Yolanda's lap, getting her pubic patch all
yucky. Yucky fuck puddled in her crotch until she parted her legs
enough to let the slop flow on through to the bowl, flowing down
her slit, over her clit, over her hole. Yolanda knew some had to
be swimming in. She knew enough to know that a virgin could get
pregnant on the toilet. It was possible. 

Her mother had to know that, but still she played that vulgar
game at every opportunity until Yolanda came to expect a fucking
at every sitting. Even a quick piss would get fuck in her crotch.
Sometimes, he'd pull out and cum right in Yolanda's face, neck,
or chest. He sometimes shot sperm right at her pussy - pure semen
- squirted directly into the slit. With her mom's naked tits in
her face, she'd simply wait it out as though taking a shit, in no
hurry, and not minding the mess as she was on the toilet anyway,
and if the obscene act got too messy, she could easily step into
the shower.

Yolanda didn't mind him stepping in the shower with her as long
as he did so right after getting his rocks off. He'd be safe to
shower with at those times. By the end of the first week, she had
no personal secrets to defend. If he wanted to wash her body, she
let him. Her mother would often join them, getting in front to
help do the front. They made a sandwich of her and thoroughly
washed her body, especially where adults shouldn't. Since
masturbation was impossible, this was a welcome bit of child
molestation as the result was the same - orgasm - often several
very good ones, better than she could ever give herself. They
seemed to enjoy doing this for her, and Yolanda came to need that
sexual relief very badly, so this was one aspect of her bizarre
new life that Yolanda didn't mind and came to crave. 

After a while, Yolanda had to have that relief and found herself
luring the adults into the bathroom when she felt the need.
Luring perverts was easy, and Yolanda saw two, not one. A cute
kid need only look sexy and show a bit of skin to make perverts
perk up and take interest. At the start of week two, Yolanda took
to getting naked to take a piss, then wandering about until she
had them up and following. Since they were always naked, her
joining them was the signal that she wanted to play. Together,
they would all enter the bathroom where Yolanda would take her
seat and receive her nude mother.

Yolanda didn't just sit there passively with her legs clenched.
Her hands roamed over her mother's body and she licked the tits,
even sucked nipples while reaching between her mother's legs to
seek out Jack's mighty cock, guiding it to the hole she now knew
so well. Yolanda loved fondling fucking genitals, cock and pussy,
and they loved having her play with their sex organs. The organs
often parted during sex so that Yolanda could play with both, and
she became quite good at keeping them going through lengthy
intermissions. She also kept her own legs widely parted so that
Jack could drop down and press the bulbous head into her slit
while she jacked him and guided him, and she wasn't shy about
guiding that dangerous instrument to her hole, though he always
pressed in when he'd feel the hole. He'd get in, too.

Yolanda got to where she could take the head easily and let him
cum in her pussy, which was a very good way for a virgin to get
pregnant on the toilet, but her mother never voiced an objection,
which Yolanda found quite odd. It was all quite odd, but that was
the oddest, her mother looking down their fronts to watch her
husband-to-be pump her daughter full of potent semen. Sure,
they'd soon wash it out, but for a while, Yolanda would have a
copious load of semen in her pussy. That wasn't smart and was so
unlike her mother to tolerate. Her mother did more than tolerate
it; she encouraged it. She did better than that. She encouraged
Jack to push in all the way and do it right.

Yolanda didn't want it done right. She did and didn't. Watching
so much raw fucking made her want some, but would prefer a much
smaller instrument and she didn't want to get pregnant. The hymen
helped. Without that, with so much cum going where it shouldn't
several times a day, a girl would get pregnant. At times, that
seamed to be the goal. Yolanda could understand why two adults
would want a sexy young girl to share their sex life, and the kid
grew to like being a part of their sex life, the shower part
especially. More and more, Yolanda thought how nice it would be
to actually join them on the bed as a full and equal partner,
part of a threesome, only she saw him fucking her and pulling out
to cum in her mother, not the other way around, which is how it
came to be more often than not.

Yolanda had never given the vagina much thought until seeing her
mother's getting fucked, or shaved, or eaten, or just displayed
in a vulgar beaver, which she had seen a great deal of from the
first day that Jack moved in. Incest, lesbian incest, and the
vagina in general took on strong appeal especially after her
mother broke the ice in the shower one day while on her knees
before Yolanda. She had just rinsed Yolanda's crotch with the
shower wand, then glued her mouth to it and sucked out a powerful
orgasm while Jack held Yolanda open to the assault by cupping her
inner thighs and holding her open, completely helpless,
faultless, and loving every decadent second while watching her
mother suck pussy like she loved doing it.

That delightfully perverse act was what actually won Yolanda over
to showering with adults. After that, Yolanda looked forward to
showers, but especially looked forward to her mother dropping to
her knees. Yolanda often held her own crotch open for the ritual
sucking. Her mother did a great deal of pussy sucking in the
shower. Most orgasms were the result of oral sex. Yolanda had no
qualms about returning the favor, and looked forward to an
opportunity or an opening, but never got one and couldn't
initiate one. She did, however, prove that she had no inhibitions
in that regard by playing with her mom's pussy while on the
toilet. Yolanda fully expected that, one day, while Jack tried to
divest her of her hymen, her mother would move up and smother her
in pussy. Secretly, if it was destined to happen, Yolanda hoped
it would go down that way - a double rape of sorts - Jack taking
her at one end while her mother violated her at the other. Things
seemed headed that way, and no one seemed to care whether she got
knocked up. 

This was not the mother Yolanda knew and grew up with. Either
Jack warped her or her mother had these kinky desires all along
and just needed the right guy to make her brave, help her go for
it. Yolanda wasn't sure what the case was but knew she now had a
different mother, one she had no choice but to be sexually
intimate with. They had never been lovers by any stretch, and
that would feel very strange, but sharing a bed for six years was
also strange. They often cuddled while sleeping, or slept spoon
fashion with little on, which Yolanda never gave much thought to.
She did, now, and saw an ulterior motive to the studio apartment
which forced them into one bed - a hint as to how her mother
really was. 

This was more like being trapped in an apartment with two child
molesters - one male, one female, both desiring her, wanting to
do all manner of nasty things to her. Each working on her in
their own way, but often in concert. In such a situation, no girl
stood a chance, but Yolanda had to admit, she was an easy
conquest and went with little or no fight. She couldn't help but
wonder how different their lives might have been had her mother
made a play on her own years earlier. Years of safe, nasty fun
had been wasted, and now they had a dangerous man to share,
dangerous in that sperm was dangerous. Jack was very dangerous in
that regard, but surprisingly gentle, patient, and considerate
once she got to know him. Her mother, on the other hand, seemed
reckless and in a hurry, having wasted so many years pussy
footing around.

Yolanda felt helpless from the very first and had figured Jack's
true motives early on. She figured he wanted at her and was using
her mother to get what he wanted. He just had that look about him
- lust - pure desire - poorly hidden, even from Ann. Her mother
saw that, too, yet she still drew closer and began talking
marriage after a few dates, setting an early date once the
decision was made without ever asking Yolanda how she felt. 

This was odd and they should have discussed this, but they never
did. The marriage was on and that was that. Yolanda knew she'd
end up fucked, and knew her mother had to know that. Still, the
date was set and they were going through with it. From that day,
Yolanda had to think about lying under a man as big as Jack, and
after seeing his erect organ for the first time, she had to
imagine what that would feel like. Watching her mother take the
whole thing made visualizing the act easier, but also more
frightening. Yolanda didn't think her pussy could do like her
mother's did - swallow the whole thing like a snake eating a
rabbit. Yolanda was sure she'd bust wide open, split right up the
seam, and her guts would come spilling out. This thought and
image made it difficult for Yolanda to get turned on by the
prospect. When Jack first moved in, Yolanda was just plain
scared, nervous, yet curious.

Yolanda had never seen an adult cock before, and Jack had one in
size extra large. He had eleven inches as thick as a baby's arm
with a head like a ripe plum and balls the size of lemons.
Yolanda secretly marveled at the sight of such a massive
masculine muscle. He was hung like a bull, but her mother took
him to the balls, which looked very strange, especially when it
was clear that she loved getting the whole thing in. She didn't
go cross-eyed and bonkers until she had every last bit inside;
even then, she wanted more. Her mom's pussy became as much a
marvel, and watching these two specimens fuck was like watching
two great dancers dance.

Yolanda never expected fucking to be that interesting, or the
fuckers to enjoy the act so thoroughly. When he came, she did,
too, and they both became animals. Afterward, she looked like a
slut with a look of pure bliss - sprawled, legs wide, fucked
silly, not caring that her daughter was looking right up her
fucked twat, with the man who fucked it proudly showing off his
slimy wet wanger to the daughter as though she'd want on next
after seeing what it could do. The vulgar beast tried to get her
to lick the nasty thing, and her mother giggled at his attempt
and Yolanda's slimy-penis-avoidance reaction.

Yolanda would not lick and tried not to look at anything, but
especially not at his vulgar virgin splitter. She didn't want to
encourage him or give him ideas he didn't already have. She
already felt like she was next. At that point, Yolanda would not
have put it past him or expect her mother to stop him. There was
that atmosphere of child molestation in partnership, and a
convenient victim. Yolanda didn't want to be there but had no
place to go. She felt trapped, was trapped, but they didn't go
after her - not right away. For days, they paid very little
attention to her and basically carried on as though she weren't
there. They didn't completely ignore her, but never tried to
involve her beyond penis wipes. Gradually, Yolanda grew
comfortable with being a spectator at a lewd sexual exhibition
that seemed aimed at her, or aimed at shocking her, at least
getting her wet. Jack seemed to think that wiping a slimy penis
on a girl made her want to fuck. 

Yolanda's mother was as bad as Jack at being vulgar. She loved
seeing Jack wipe on Yolanda, and would laugh loud if he got her a
good one right in the chops. She loved showing a wide beaver,
which was shaved bald on their first night together and stayed
freshly shaved. Yolanda watched the shaves but most shocking of
all was watching her mother masturbate, which she did to excess
in the most vulgar manner. Yolanda couldn't imagine any female
doing that, even for a husband, much less a daughter, but that
act was hardest to ignore.

Yolanda knew they were working on her from early on, making her
numb to the vulgarity, trying to lure her into joining in the
fun. Her mother encouraged Yolanda to get naked and masturbate
with her, or do it for her, or let Jack shave her pussy, or let
her do it, or let her masturbate that sexy virgin pussy of hers,
or let Jack do it, see it, feel it, or rub his dick on it,
jackoff on it, put the head in, just the head. Yolanda politely
declined all offers, and Jack lobbied on his own behalf, often
while wiping a wet dick on her body somewhere. 

Though she tried not to let it show, Yolanda loved the feel of
that magnificent cock on her skin, even slimy wet. She'd sit with
arms folded while he glossed her lips with it. He could also
adjust her clothing to gloss intimate parts. Her nipples and her
clit were favorite targets. They even glossed her asshole for
her. Her mom sat on her back and pulled her cheeks apart for the
project. Yolanda was sure she was going to get her butt fucked,
but they only teased and polished.

They gave her three days, but after that, the assaults began.
Their intentions were plain and unrelenting. With no privacy,
having been barged in on every time she needed to use the potty,
getting her tits grabbed, her crotch grabbed, her butt fondled
anytime she came within reach of the man, and eventually her
mother, too, always playfully, but still, Mom's don't grab
daughter's by the crotch, pinch nipples, or smack fannies. Her
mother did, and between her mother and Jack, they kept tingles
going in a girl who couldn't get her mind off sex.

Yolanda didn't take a shower for five days but finally had to,
knowing what was likely to happen if she tried. She didn't want
them to see her naked, but they had already seen her pussy, ass,
and tits in separate acts of stolen modesty, grabass acts that
stole cherished secrets playfully. They had seen everything only
not as a complete package of nudity, and hadn't seen a good
beaver. Eventually, they would, so Yolanda bit the bullet,
hurriedly stripped naked, and hopped into the shower. Jack hopped
in with a hardon, took her by the squirming hips, and sent his
soapy cudgel between her clenched thighs where he jacked off
using her body to accomplish that act, his cock doing
delightfully wicked things to her virgin pussy as he did.

Yolanda struggled against that abuse just for show mostly because
her mother was peering in through the curtain, watching the head
of Jack's cock poke out from between clenched thighs on the
in-stroke. She eventually reached in and added stimulation to the
clit. That was all the added stimulation Yolanda needed to go
off. Before she did go off, Yolanda ceased her struggles and
watched her mother's fingers work the rubbery clit, awed that she
would touch her there, masturbate her to orgasm, and do it while
a man did such a nasty thing to her. Mom's don't do things like
that, but her mom did and did it very well.

Yolanda stepped from that quick shower straight into a towel held
by her mother, and that's when they got to see her beaver. Jack
took hold of Yolanda's left ankle and raised it high, opening her
fully. They wanted a good beaver and got one on its side while
Yolanda held to the side of the tub and let them examine her
between the legs. They left no secrets and thoroughly explored
both holes with their fingers. Yolanda felt terribly violated but
couldn't help enjoy the feeling while it lasted. Right after
that, they polished her asshole for her, and that was why Yolanda
was sure she was going to get fucked in the butt. She was a bit
disappointed that the penetration she had braced for never
materialized.

After that, the two perverts made steady progress, and right
after that shower, the toilet games began. The first time they
fucked over her while she sat there and waited was a thrilling
experience though Yolanda masked the thrill and did nothing, just
sat through it, even as the sloppy discharge plopped into her
lap. She took it the way she took a dick wiping only her arms
weren't folded and she wasn't stiff. Her mother was beside
herself with the decadence of what they were doing, and loved
brushing her turgid nipples across Yolanda's lips. Yolanda didn't
avoid them, but didn't do any licking or sucking. She wanted to,
very badly, but she was being grossly violated and thought she
should act that way. They didn't care how she acted so long as
she stayed put.

The toilet scenes grew messier and messier each time until
showers were necessary. That's when things became nasty. That's
when Ann got in the shower, and the second time she got in the
shower, she knelt and sucked pussy. That unexpected act totally
unhinged Yolanda, for she never dreamed her mother would do
something like that. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Her mother absolutely loved sucking on her cunt. After that,
Yolanda had no qualms about sucking tit or playing with her mom's
pussy - dick or pussy, usually both. Toilet scenes were group sex
scenes and the showers were a must. Showers were great and were
like a reward for being good on the toilet. After a shower and a
good drying, it was on to the bed for an asshole polishing.

Yolanda loved the way they were going about this seduction, for
that was how she came to see it. And they took their time, giving
her time to adjust to each new level of decadence, each new act
on the way to a three-way sexual relationship. They were
perverts, a couple of child molesters, but Yolanda came to
appreciate being the object of their lust, the focal point of all
sex. All sex centered around Yolanda. It was her they both lusted
after. Gradually, Yolanda came to lust after both of them.

At the start of week three, their final week before moving into
Jack's house as a family, Yolanda knew they were eager to have
her join them in bed. Yolanda was very tempted. She wanted them
both, but Jack was so big. She had taken him inside her body a
number of times by then, both on the toilet and in the shower.
She had even taken him up the ass in other asshole polishing
scenes which didn't disappoint her. She took quite a bit which
surprised her. She took more up the ass than she had in her pussy
- half, at least. She even sucked him in the shower.

In her pussy, she never took more than the head, and he never
forced the issue. She appreciated that and loved making him go
off inside her pussy, though the thought of getting pregnant
never left her mind. Part of the thrill was seeing how that
affected her mother. Watching her jack that big cock with the
head buried, pumping on his prick until it went off always
excited her mother. She'd be masturbating and would always climax
when Jack did. Yolanda knew that one day that climaxing cunt
would get shoved in her face. She couldn't wait.

Yolanda became quite the little tease at the start of week three,
often remaining naked after a shower or near naked. She also had
her pussy shaved in the shower. She shot good beavers with her
shaved pussy. The sex gradually came out of the bathroom. Those
beavers always drew the eyes, often fingers or lips, and at
times, Jack would come over and press his hard cock to it.
Yolanda never discouraged any of this, often widened her legs for
it, and would let him run his cock over her vaginal terrain until
he poised over the hole ready to pop the head in. He'd get her
good and wet this way, then pop in almost effortlessly. Either
she or her mother would then pump the shaft. Sometimes, he'd pull
out, drop down, and enter her asshole where he could do a little
fucking, but he always returned to cum in her pussy. 

He would enter her this way all through the day and night,
whenever her mood seemed to invite this activity. Her mother also
took advantage of invitations. A teasing beaver would drop her to
her knees. Yolanda spent hours each day languishing under a mouth
that never seemed to tire of sucking pussy, all the while wanting
to return the favor but being too shy to broach the subject,
initiate anything, or even hint that she wouldn't mind. It was
Jack who broke that ice two days before the wedding.

While languishing under a good, wide-legged eat-out, Jack got
behind Ann and sent his cock up her cunt. She liked that, but he
only took a few strokes, then eased out, got up, and came
alongside of Yolanda to put his slimy cock in her face. Yolanda
was all over that cock with lips and a lapping tongue which Ann
watched with keen interest while peering over Yolanda's bald
mound. She eased her mouth out of Yolanda's crotch to smilingly
say, "That nasty thing was up my cunt, Yolanda."

Yolanda smiled down and purred, "I know. It tastes like pussy."

"You look like you like that taste."

"So do you. Like mother like daughter."

With bright, wide eyes, her mom said, "In that case, let's switch
places. My jaws are killing me, and my twat aches."

That was all Yolanda needed. Jack helped her up. They made the
switch, and Yolanda dove right in, thrilling the piss out of her
mommy who drew both legs up, both lips apart, and cried, "Oh,
yes, Yolanda, eat Mommy's cunt. Suck my pussy, baby." Seconds
later, she said, "Jack, go fuck her in the cunt and fill her womb
with cum. She's ready. Just go easy, and don't try to get it all
in the first time. Just give her what she can take, but fuck her
this time, and fuck her good."

Yolanda was now ready, so she voiced no objection. She got set by
widening her stance, setting her knees eighteen-inches apart. She
braced and waited. He knelt, poised, found the hole, popped in,
then took her by the hips and eased in until he encountered the
hymen barrier. Her mom knew exactly when that point had been
reached. The mouth froze, eyes wide, and then came the lunge.
Yolanda's head popped up, her face in a straining grimace. She
cried, "OWWW, he's so big!"

Jack said, "I have more than half in. You're not a virgin
anymore, Yolanda."

Her mom said, "That wasn't so bad, was it. The rest will be easy.
He'll fuck you nice and slow. Eat me while he fucks you. Show us
what a good little whore you'll be from now on."

Jack took up a steady but gentle stroke, giving Yolanda more cock
by fractions. Yolanda dipped her head and gave her mom a few
licks, then lifted up to say, "You're good little whore is going
to end up pregnant, Mom."

"Sweetheart, a good little whore won't mind staying barefoot and
pregnant. Don't worry, we'll keep the babies and raise them as
our own. We just want you to have them for us - three, maybe
four, no more. Is that asking too much?"

After delivering a few more licks and taking two more inches,
Yolanda raised to say, "It is, but I'll go along if I get a
decent allowance out of this deal."

"Will you be a good cunt-sucking whore for ten bucks a week?"

Yolanda ran her tongue all over inside the lips of her mother's
cunt, then sent it deep with her face pressed in tight while
taking even more dick without protest, whine, or whimper. She
impressed her mother while taking impressive strokes from Jack,
then eased off to say, "Twenty."

"Fifteen."

Jack said, "Let's give her what she wants. This is excellent
pussy. She has all but two inches and she's still taking dick.
She's worth every bit of twenty."

Her mom smiled down at a daughter with her face pressed tight and
tongue in deep, getting buffeted. She said, "All right, Yolanda,
if you'll take the whole thing and prove that you'll be a good
whore and avid cunt sucker, we'll give you twenty. Show us what
you can do, sweetheart."

She did and wasted them both. All agreed, Yolanda was a good
little whore.

                           The End
                           
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CAUTION: Exercise caution and good sense before engaging in
unsafe sex practices that involve any exchange of body fluid,
even contact with open sores or small cuts. Scenes involving
large objects, tattoos, bestial sex, body waste ingestion,
bindings, devices and gadgets are the stuff of fantasy and are
offered to promote the only safe sex there is - masturbation.
Before you try anything, find out what the risks and hazards are
because they can all be deadly. Read, enjoy, and remember - sex
with minors should be left to other minors. PP
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