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Subject: {ASSM} "The Wolf Summers" by ElSol (Chap 1/10) (Mdom, Incest)
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Author's note for First Posting of The Wolf Summers:
I have been posting this story on SOL and thought that since it is
one chapter away from being finished and it meant to be a chapter by
chapter posting this would be a good time to post it to ASSM. It still
needs some minor editing work and I still have no idea how to do
punctuation for dialogue but that will come in the last edit.
This is my idea of a pure stroke story... I hope it is enjoyed as
such. If I added too much plot, I apologize and can only blame it on too
much old English literature classes.
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The Wolf Summers
by ElSol
Author's Note: This story uses incest as a central story tool. It is
written to be as pure a stroke tale as I could write. It is an unrealistic
sexual fantasy but it is also the closest I have ever come to telling the
truth.
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Chapter 1: Carmen and Tanya
"Starting in the middle of a large story,
after the end of a young story,
before the beginning of a male story."
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It was more about Tanya's careless rejection of a missocialized
youth than it was about Carmen.
I had been teasing Jeanie for forty-five minutes. Fifteen minutes,
my hand played through clothing. Thirty minutes, a systematic licking,
teasing her closer and closer to orgasm.
Our sex had not been like this, but the potential was there. I
needed orgams to roll through her body in an avalanche.
A relentless pounding.
I did not know if I could willfully drive her pleasure there. Even
if I could not break her will though I had started the game with a fifth
ace.
She wanted me inside her but I needed her to come to heel. I
needed her to drive Carmen and Tanya to me.
Jeanie was not cooperating.
"You can...just...fuck...me.allsummer!" she panted through quick
touches of my tongue. I could fuck her all summer but then again I could
fuck them all.
All summer.
Jeanie had rumors about her flying around since the day she hit
puberty.
Stupid boy things.
"Did you see her sigh and her eyes roll back when I said 'sitting
on something long and hard.'"
"She bumped into me and I felt her hand on my cock AND she squeezed
it-I'm telling you she squeezed it."
I knew who Jeanie was but we did not mix with the same crowd. I
had been at State being prematurely recruited when I ran into her at a
frat party. She was being pawed by a brother and latched onto me as a way
of getting away. It was frat boys scraping the bottom of a female barrel
party and as one of the few attractive ones she was getting too much
attention.
One of my uncles told me "as long as a woman gives you time and
attention, patience will get her pants off". I was four years old so if
you need to place blame start with them. Jeanie did not want to play with
these particular frat boys so she had to give me time and attention.
Patience, I put on the table long before I met Jeanie.
It was our first kiss that did it. I kissed her hungry and
aggressive.
Jeanie liked hungry and aggressive.
She was close to giving in. She had begun to beg stop/fuck me. I
had told her before we started that I was going to try to convince her
with my body to chase Carmen and Tanya to me.
I lied.
I was planning to use her body. She had played at being angry but
we were sex. If it got her better sex, she was going to listen to the
pitch.
I had pulled out of a kiss to tear her jeans down her legs. It must
have looked like I was just going to dive in head first. Instead, I let the
pitch roll off my tongue.
She was plenty sexually experienced for a girl entering her junior
year in high school. It did not matter, I had been with two women who
could think/speak/act their darkest sexual thoughts. Jeanie had not yet
looked into that side of herself and there lay the fifth ace.
I started with light pats of my tongue on her clit; not strokes,
just light taps where clit hid behind folds. I moved my tongue up and
down, licking fast when her clit came out of hiding. Her breathing
quickened as brief flashes of pleasure struck her body.
Starting at the bottom of her pussy I used my tongure to split her
lips and moved upward until with an almost harsh snap I crossed her clit
vertically. She grabbed the bedding in tight fists and caught the scream
escaping her throat. I repeated the plowing until she was arching her
back, squeezing her asscheeks together, and grunting with each harsh
flick.
I stopped; she whined.
It took every pussy eating technique I had been taught, and I had
to invent some to keep her from coming. Jeanie had the type of orgasmic
climb I liked. She needed the same stroke you had started with to take her
over the edge. This meant two things; if you changed strokes before the
point of no-return she would stop climbing and take a step back but if you
changed strokes after she came it could set her off again.
I opened her folds to lash her clit with my tongue only to stop
and bite down lightly on the space between her inner thigh and her pussy.
I licked her inner lips to expose her clit again. I took it into my mouth
and tried to suck/bite/lick it at the same time. I drove my tongue as deep
into her as I could, and licked my way out while snaking my hand
underneath her ass to rub the small of her back. I did this for some time,
it kept her on the same plane of pleasure. She started to rub back on me.
I put my hands on her inner thighs and forced her to spread wider.
I pulled back to look at my handiwork. Jeanie had a very
attractive pussy with the bonus of being completely shaved. While my
favorite pubic hair style is a shaved slim line, for eating pussy I was
partial to completely shaved. She humped the air trying to get me to
continue.
I heard the door move and it took willpower not to look.
Jeanie had been a teenage pregnancy by an older married man. Her
mother, Cara, had dealt with her lover's abandonment with many tears but
had not let it break her. Even through the normal teenage rebellion,
Jeanie admired the lengths to which her mother had gone to raise her and
be successful. I knew Jeanie's mother would not interrupt us. I had been
in Jeanie's bed before and she had to know what was going with a pair of
teenagers behind a closed door with a bed in the room.
There was another reason I kept going. Jeanie loved the burn and
she came by that through her mother. It was in their eyes; men were flame.
They loved the heat; what it did to them, for them. What I was doing to
Jeanie, imposing my will upon her pleasure, it was something Cara craved
also.
I went back to work with my tongue. Fast plows through her lips
upward to flick her clit. Side to side caresses and then swipes. Sucking
her clit into my mouth, only to bite it, only to lick the hint of pain
away.
Only to do all three at the same time.
"PLEASE!" she half-screamed telling me it was time to make it
worse. I flickered my tongue vertically along her clit. It took some
control. If I was too close I would give her what she needed but if I was
too far away the flicks would miss too often. I had to hold on to her
thighs hard so she would not move. She grabbed the sheets in tight fists.
I heard the door open wider and one heel on the ground moving our voyeur a
step closer.
I was too busy to look up.
I kept my tongue moving up and down barely touching her clit. She
tried to close the contact. I let go of her thighs and trapped her wrists
in my hands. Her legs dropped onto my shoulders and she started kicking my
back gently with her heels. I kept my tongue moving trying to move it up
and down her clit as fast as I could. I heard the heels approach the bed
and stop at the edge of it. I kept my tongue moving, she was grunting in a
slow unbreaking whine.
"please..david..please..please..please.."
I let her say it for 15 seconds keeping my tongue moving. I pulled
up and said "Please what jeanie?"
I went back to work on her clit.
"please..david..PLEASE!"
I kept the light touch of my tongue on longer this time. I felt
weight on the bed.
"Please what, Jeanie?"
She could not say anything but 'please'.
I did not care.
She had to cave for my summer plans to bear fruit. I went back to
work and with sheer willpower got my tongue to flick across her clit
faster. She fought to loose my hold. I could not let her do that, she
would attack herself to finish. I held on to her hands and pulled her to
me backing up enough to not give her more contact with my tongue. I kept
at it, up/down up/down up/down as fast as I could.
"okay..okay..kay..okay..kay."
I stayed where I was and let say her new prayer for a full minute
before I pulled up.
"Okay, what jeanie?" She would not answer so I went back this time
starting slow and moving up in speed only to slow back down. I tried to
make the touch on her clit even lighter.
"OH MY GOD!! Okay..okay..I'll do it..I'll do anything." I felt
Cara sit on the bed as her daughter's will gave before mine.
I pulled Jeanie off the bed onto the floor turning her in the
process so that her ass was in my crotch. I stood up to remove my shirt
and push my pants down with my underwear. I heard Cara take in a hard
breath as my hard-on was exposed.
Genetics had been on my side. My father and the men on my mother's
side of the family had a well established reputation for size. I had a
little growing to do but I had enough length and girth to have to make
sure a woman was ready to accept me. My uncles told me that making a woman
ready for you is not something she will hold against you though.
I got down where Jeanie wanted me. I needed to lubricate myself. I
took the best option available and grabbing my dick rubbed the head on
Jeanie. She groaned at the contact; she was ready so I decided against
waiting. She had agreed to what I wanted so she deserved to get what she
wanted and more.
I did it slow.
She tried to push back on me but I put my hands on her asscheeks
to hold her in place.
"PLEASE!" she begged.
I controlled my penetration; slow and steady letting her body
adjust to the invasion it wanted. I hit her bottom and pulled back just as
slow until only the head of my dick was in her. I pulled her asscheeks
apart and up, I lowered my body to get more contact on her clit as I
penetrated back into her.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed heatedly, fighting to drive herself on
me. I let her fight but maintained the pace I wanted. I concentrated on
the purpose at hand; fucking Jeanie into a delirous submission.
She would not appreciate her first orgasm at that pace. It would
be okay though, orgasms that are not quite what a woman wants usually
means if you try they will come exactly how they want later. More orgasms
is something else my uncles told me women were not likely to hold against
me.
I settled into slow ins/outs. I watched myself because I did not
want to look at Cara. If she was looking at us like I knew she was, I
would lose control. I had seen the sexual hunger I had touched in Jeanie
reflected in Cara's eyes. I had heard her intake of breath at my size.
The slow and steady pace was beginning to get to Jeanie. I felt
her reluctant climb to the edge. She wanted harder but her body would take
what I was willing to give. I felt her start to come, she grunted and
tried to shove back back against me. I prevented it and kept the slow pace
as her pussy gripped my cock desperately. She let out a low, slow groan as
the orgasm washed over her.
I had been waiting for that. I started singular poundings into
her. I pulled back as far as I could and penetrated her with strength. Her
head came up the first time I did it. I pulled back with the same slow
pace as had dragged her to orgasm but I plowed forward with strength.
"YES!" she exclaimed as she tried to fight me again to help me in
penetrating her pussy. I held her in place though, I wanted to stay in
control of the action. She stopped coming down from her orgasm; her body
reaching for another one as I continued to pull back slowly and pound my
dick into her with authority.
It did not take long for Jeanie to crest into orgasm again. I left
myself fully inside her and enjoyed the sensation of her pussy trying to
squeeze me out. I tightened my hands on her hips, pulled her back while
pushing my hips forward. Her pussy was fighting to push me out, but my
body won its claim to remain inside her.
When she was completely down from that orgasm, I grabbed her hair
and guided her up and forward so that her hips cornered the bed. This put
her upper body on the bed but her hips turned the corner and her legs
straightened off the bed. It was one of my favorite positions, and the
last time we had done it I noticed something was hitting right because she
went nuts. I pulled her head up a bit so that I could show her the fifth
ace.
"Jeanie.."
"Nnngh" she tried to turn around, tried to get me to move inside
her. I ground into her for a couple of seconds; her breath catched. There
was definitely a spot that I could hit in this position that her body
loved.
"Carmen and Tanya..." I pulled out slowly and stroked back in just
as slowly. I wanted her ready.
"I'll make a gift of them to you."
She gasped.
Cara gasped too.
I had seen Jeanie look at women. She was young and the reputation
she had at school needed nothing added to it but the wanting was there. It
was the fifth ace; Carmen and Tanya, hers to play with also.
I grabbed her shoulders to get leverage, pulled back and pounded
back in fast. In and out of her, not having sex but taking her. Taking her
further into submission, taking her into being a willing accomplice in
stampeding Carmen and Tanya, taking her right to burning to make Carmen
and Tanya mine and hers. Her body convulsed as her mind told her I could
do it. If I could bend Jeanie to my will, what challenge could those two
present.
She came and came.
I do not know how often only that from the fifth hard stroke she
started gasping her orgasms out and did not stop. I kept to the
controlled hard and fast in and outs, it felt good to me too. I looked
down at myself; my cock seemed to be entering her ass because of the
angle. I thought maybe someday I would be fucking that cute ass of
Jeanie's but it was not necessary yet. I used my view of my dick
entering/leaving her body keep in control.
I felt myself heighten into my own pleasure. There was nothing I
could do to stop it, not if I wanted to keep Jeanie at the level she was
at. No amount of staring at myself or biting my lip, nothing was going to
stop my orgasm if I kept the pace. She had collapsed on the bed and the
orgasm(s) were still beating her body as a result of the position, my
stroking and her imagination feeding her thoughts of what she could do
with Carmen and Tanya.
I pulled out and thrust back in harder than I meant to as I
started to lose control. I held myself deep inside her, it was just enough
to delay my orgasm. I pulled out and thrust back in pulled out and thrust
back in, pulled out and thrust back in. She started to push back, her body
stopped cumming and started building up for one huge final orgasm. I could
feel her reaching for it as her hands went behind her to dig her nails
into my hips calling for me to stay in control long enough to get her
there. I pulled out and thrust back shorter harder than I had been. She
gasped and her body got closer to the monstrous edge it had built in front
of my strokes.
I stopped paying attention to her and focussed on my cock. All the
feeling in my body seemed to be centered along the length of it, on how
her pussy lips felt fighting the outward motion and how they welcomed me
as I stroked back in.
It built even higher for both of us.
I had been here before with Jeanie if not before such a grand
orgasmic edifice. I knew what I could do to make her explode but control
myself. I grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulled back, ground myself
completely inside her and held. It was the way she liked to end in this
position. She rotated her hips on me, deep inside I could feel her
massaging herself with the head of my penis. Her head came back relieving
the pressure on her hair. I tightened the pressure and mimicked her motion
with my hips. It was a huge orgasm. Her pussy did not fight to expel me
this time but opened for me. I let her hair go and she collapsed on the
bed. Her hips ground against me pulling the last dregs of pleasure from
her orgasm.
I stayed still inside her until her body was done. I stayed still
inside her until my body stopped screaming for me to move that last time
that would make me come.
I could excuse my next action by saying it was taught instinct. My
uncles, Iris, my step-aunts, my mother, all of them had been a party to
that instinct but like Jeanie I had been a willing accomplice to the
lessons.
I pulled slowly out of Jeanie allowing our audience to see the way
her body wanted to keep me in her.
I stood up.
I turned to look at Cara. She was close to precipice; it was in
the hunger of her eyes. I sent a silent prayer to the patron saint of 'the
hunger in a woman's eyes'.
She moved her eyes from my hard cock to meet mine. She hungered
for what I had given her daughter but the taboo fear was there also. I was
a teenage boy no matter how experienced I had just proven myself to be. We
were in her daughter's room.
Her hands scratched lines on her thighs. She hungered but
challenged me to make her cross the line. She could not do it alone, no
matter the need.
I had just fucked her daughter past submission to that happy place
that left her lying enjoying the aftereffects and watching the interaction
between her mother and I with nothing more than quiet curiousity. Cara
knew how it would end if she left it to me, and that is why she did. Every
fantasy, every desired perversion would be exposed to the light, studied,
and experienced jointly.
I took the three steps that put my legs between hers. She leaned
back on the bed looking up at me. She would not look at my dick; she would
take the initiative if she did, and she wanted no part of controlling
this. I reached down and pulled one side of her short gray skirt up to
where it almost exposed her. I straightened and looked at her for a
moment. I reached down and pulled the other side of her skirt up. The
juncture at her legs was exposed.
Slim, pink panties.
I looked up at her smiled.
I straightened up and stared at her. Her eyes grew wider as I
waited. She knew what I wanted; an admission that this was all she desired
at this moment.
I stood there while she half-lay on the bed for a long moment
until she broke the tension by lifting her ass, and spreading her legs
further. It raised the skirt to give me better access between her legs. I
smiled in thanks for the admission.
I reached down between her legs. played with her through her
panties. She rolled her head back and moved herself on me.
She was mine.
I pulled her panties to one side, and dipped a finger into mature
feminity. She moved on me harder. I stopped and she opened her eyes to
look at me. I smiled at her again. I reached down and grabbed her wrists.
I stepped back pulling her off the bed and onto her knees before me. I
stepped forward still holding her wrists.
My dick touched the side of her face and she closed her eyes. I
waited letting her skin absorb the texture and the heat, letting her smell
her daughter's pleasure mingled with my teenage male smell. She took in a
deep breath that told me we had gone a step further.
I pulled my hips back and turned so that the point of my dick rested
on her lips.
I waited.
I had just begun to think that she would pull herself back from a
pleasurable oblivion when she licked her lips and in the process me.
Later, I wondered if she meant to do it. At the time though, it did not
matter, whether unwittingly or not she had crossed the line and I felt her
arms relax in my grip.
I let them go.
She brought a hand up and held me gently at my base. I let her take
control. She licked around my head.
She was licking her own daughter's juices from my dick. She looked
up at me and I could see she knew what she was doing as she thouroughly
licked my genital area clean. I had lost some hardness in the wait for her
necessary admissions, but I gained my original rigidity and then more. She
smiled up at me in full knowledge of what caused my reaction before she
proceeded to give my dick the tongue bath she obviously wanted to to give
it. She savored the taste of her daughter and me.
Cara had put a lot of thought into her oral loving. I felt like my
dick was the most important thing to her. It was not that it was my dick
but that the feel of a hard dick in her mouth and on her tongue obviously
excited her. I watched as she pushed my dick up so that she could lick my
balls. She did it with loving care ensuring that she did not jar them. She
pulled up the sack to lick underneath. She licked the area around my dick
and balls to make sure she took in even the smallest taste of Jeanie's and
my lust.
She returned to licking my dick. I looked over at Jeanie; she was
watching her mother and smiling. She was not ready to join in but that
smile said much about the future.
I turned back to look at Cara when I felt her take the head of my
dick into her mouth and suck it as she wrapped her hands around the shaft.
She ran her hands up the length of my shaft, when she had to release it
she drove her mouth on to me until her gag reflex activated. I was thick
so I knew this could not be comfortable but she did not seem to care. She
used her hands to unscrew her mouth from my dick. She released my shaft
with one hand, grabbed the base, released me with her other hand and
embedded me in her mouth. It felt like it was meant to milk me right into
an orgasm. It almost did as I got lost in the sensation of an experienced
woman giving a man pleasure.
It was her sigh of satisfaction that took me out of my reverie. It
was deep felt, I found out later it had been a long time since Cara had
been with a man and at that moment it had given her great pleasure to be
'active' again. The sigh shook me back into reality, I am not against a
woman sucking me to orgasm but this was Cara's and my first time together.
I wanted Cara because she was an older woman. For a guy my size, older
women give a certain amount of freedom.
There was no reason to blow the opportunity.
I pulled her off my dick. She looked up at me with disappointment
in her eyes. The intent in mine burned it away. I pulled her up until she
was standing up. I reached around behind her to undo her skirt and pull
the zipper down. She held on to my shoulders and began to breathe harder.
I pushed the skirt down her legs and she stepped out of it. I grabbed her
ass and pulled her towards me. She was almost my height so the kiss we
gave each other was adjustment free. I stopped it because my hardon
started to ache for release. I needed to be in her and I needed it as soon
as possible. I reached to grab her panties and pulled them down and off
her legs. I was done with subtlety. I did not even straighten before I
pushed her back on the bed; she went willingly. I grabbed her thighs and
pulled her to the position on the bed I wanted her in: close enough to the
edge where I could keep one leg off the bed for leverage and the other one
on the bed for stability. I put my hands on the inside of her knees and
pushed her legs down towards her breasts to spread her open.
She reached between her legs to guide me to her. I leaned forward
so she could fuck herself with me. She did exactly that, placing me so I
split her lips. She stopped there though, she did not want to be in charge
of this ride. She lay back and closed her eyes. I pushed forward with my
hips slowly, making sure I did not lose the placement she had made. I went
into her comfortably. She was tight, but a woman so her pussy adjusted
faster than her teenage daughter's. There is a lot to be said for the
tightness of young pussy but there is also a lot to be said for a grown
woman's that has been well fucked before and makes the right adjustments
quickly.
I pushed forward until I bottomed out; something else that I was
rarely allowed with girls my age. She grunted in some discomfort but I
knew she could take me and enjoy it now. I pulled out slowly enjoying her
pussy as much as possible. I allowed myself to come out to the exact same
point that she had placed me to initiate her fucking. I pushed forward
again slowly, already I could feel her body adjusting to my girth and
enjoying my length. I bottomed out again and this time her face showed
less discomfort. She had her eyes closed and she was concentrating on the
place joining us. I pulled out again, it felt wonderful. Her pussy was
tight enough that I could feel it trying to keep me inside her. I hit the
top end and pushed back in. Her breathing changed to the beginning of
orgasmic pants. I kept the pace though, I was going to flat-out fuck her
but she might not come that way. I had to give her at least one orgasm
before I let myself go.
It was on about the tenth stroke that her body bloomed. She arched
her back and pushed her chest outward. She moaned the orgasm out. I kept
the pace steady through it extending it a couple of seconds. Her pussy
squeezed me but not like her daughter's trying to push me out. It just
squeezed me and let go and then squeezed again. She collapsed back on the
bed and I felt her relax. She looked up at me and smiled as she reached
between her legs to run a hand down my abdomen. She nodded her head; she
knew I was aching to let go and she was giving me permission to. She had a
part of what she wanted and the rest could come later.
I took a more solid grip just below her knees and turned her a
little to the left. I could fuck better with just that little turn to one
side instead of straight up and down. I pulled her a little bit more
towards the edge. I proceeded to do what I had wanted to do to Jeanie and
could not; what I wanted to do to Carmen and Tanya and probably would not
be able to either.
This was a woman not a girl, her pussy could take all of me and
longed to.
I fucked her. Not just fast or hard, I fucked into to her as fast
as I could and as hard as I could. She gasped and sat up a little. She had
been expecting it but this was why I wanted Cara. Bending her daughter to
my will with her own desire had taken me to the edge of my own control. I
had one other woman that I could do this with but it was never enough. I
fucked out of Cara and fucked back into her as hard as I could. She gasped
again and reached up to grab my wrist with one of her hands, the other she
put on the bed to give her balance. I only just registered it. I fucked
out of her and this time let gravity drop me on to her, I did not give her
a moment at the bottom before pulling up and pounding into her again.
I fucked her with an edge of violence to it. I could barely see
her or hear her cries of pleasure. The only thing I knew was my hips
slamming into the juncture between her legs and how my cock felt deep
inside her. The head of my dick almost vibrated in her depth. I pulled out
again and slammed into her again. I felt her nails dig into my wrist
painfully just enough to get me out of my fucking trance and realize she
was coming, but not enough to make me stop. I ignored her nails, pulled
myself almost completely out of her and fucked into her again.
Jeanie told me later I was doing this for about 10 minutes and
that her mother came at least three times. Cara said those three orgasms
were made bigger by the fact that it had been a long time since she had
sex and years since someone had used her pussy as a fuck toy.
That was later, at that moment I did not think, I just hammered in
and out of Cara. In and out in what seemed an endless motion of stroking
into her and almost completely out of her only to fuck back into her.
What seemed like seconds later, but could not have been if Jeanie
was telling the truth I felt something inside my ass clench and knew I was
going to cum. Somehow this was enough impetous to fuck Cara harder and
faster. I heard her orgasm because she screamed louder than even Jeanie
had and her pussy clamped down on my dick and forced my orgasm. I pulled
back one more time. I felt my orgasm begin and pulled her towards me
while I plowed into her hard. I held her there as my cock spewed cum into
the mother of the girl I had fucked just minutes before.
It feels different when I cum after a FUCK. I am almost all
sensation; my mind is not a part of it; I barely remember the fuck and the
orgasm is only something that I feel but cannot describe. I felt my cock
deep inside shiver from the force of my pressing my hips into her.
Finally, I was done.
I dropped her weight back on the bed and fell on top of her. She
wrapped her arms around and hugged me tightly. I felt her moving her lower
body squeezing and releasing my dick with her pussy to milk my cock; an
experienced woman recovering from her orgasm fast enough to draw the last
vestiges of sensation from her man. I pulled my face up to kiss her lips.
She let me drink from her as she continued to use her pussy to massage me
through completion.
She collapsed back on the bed.
Minutes later I put my hands to her sides and pushed myself up. I
looked down at her. She looked up at me and smiled; a smile promising
adventures to come. I rolled over and lay down between them.
I took a deep breath and felt my body relax.
I was surprised when I felt a hand on my stomach. I looked down at
myself; it was Jeanie's hand stroking me. I looked at her and then at her
mother. Cara was on her side looking at Jeanie. Her daughter was looking
back at her.
Jeanie kept eye contact with her mother as she moved over me. She
kept it as she grabbed my cock, as she extended her tongue to lick me. She
kept eye contact the entire time it took to return the favor of licking me
clean of Cara's and my lust.
I looked up at the ceiling and nearly laughed remembering this had
all started with something I had named "The Itch."
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