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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Cop
Part: 1 of 2
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Keywords: (Mf MF oral)
Language: English


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   !!!!!  ATTENTION READER !!!!!

   The following story is a work of fiction.  It is a sex story...A stroke
story...A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for youngsters and some
adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my material is properly
coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial responsibility for young
minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into their children's hands.  To
charge the government with the responsibilty for what children read...Let
us not kid ourselves, we know where that leads.  It is almost impossible,
today, to control access to information.  Individuals must accept more
responsibility for themselves.  The internet has leveled many playing
fields for all time.  The "gay nineties" ended well before eleven september
but the world will never be the same place it was before eleven september
two thousand and one.

   The plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the author's
fertile imagination.  It is make believe.  The characters in the following
tale are not real.  They are fictional...made up of bits and pieces of the
fiction I've read over the years; plus the tumble dried assortment of
friends and acquantinances one makes during a rich and long life.  I find
it hard to believe anyone my age, who writes, doesn't do the same.

   Got the idea from a true story I just heard a couple of days ago.  Now,
the story did envolve a female police officer and a previous co-worker but
to my knowledge never involved anything like what I'm describing.  I was
also influenced by a Spin article on Woodstock '99 describing the sexual
predators who populated the mosh pits.  Not exactly three days of Peace &
Love !  But then maybe, just maybe, the original wasn't that cool, either
?! But if the promoters had weed bongs instead of beer bongs, maybe the
destruction would have been cut down a little ??  Probably not !

   But I'm getting carried away here.  The plot, or semblance there of,
will certainly be just a frame work or background for a very sexually
charged story.  That you find the rest interesting should make the sex more
exciting.  That is my intent here.  Remember...Sex should be fun !  As
always e-mail your comments to the usual.

   The Cop

   Part One

   (Mf MF oral)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   ***** CHAPTER ONE *****

   Sweat was rolling down her sides as the young thing labored above the
guy.  She was squatting above him.  His hands were cupping her ass.  His
big, fat cock was fucking in and out of her almost hairless cunt and she
was just about to cum again.  Her blonde hair was plastered to her forehead
and her cupcake size tits were covered with perspiration, her tiny nipples
erect.



   Stan Thompson had a big smile on his face.  This was working out quite
nicely.  He was sure the young thing was going to cum again and then he was
going to get her on her knees and drive her insane.  He was holding off his
first orgasm and it was getting difficult.  He watched as her down covered
lips slid up and down his hardon.

   The little cunt wasn't a virgin but she hadn't had much cock, either. 
He reamed a digit into her behind and watched her double her effort above
him.  Her eyes were closed and there was sweat dribbling down her cheeks.
Her mouth was slack and her breath was coming in gasps.  A flush was
covering her chest and her thighs were starting to shake.

   "That's enough, honey.  Get on your hands and knees.  You ever done it
doggie before ?" He was laughing as he pushed her over on her side.  She
was cuming and hyperventalating like crazy.  Stan quickly rolled her over
and yanked her to her knees.  Her hairless asshole was winking as he
wiggled his fat cock into the young thing's cunt.

   One thrust and he filled her.  Her head came off the mattress and he
started fucking the shit out of her.  She was screaming and yelling and he
was filling her cunt with spunk.  Spurt after spurt of liquid heat was
being pumped into the teenager's womb.  It was leaking out around Stan's
cock.  He was still, fully impaled in her and watching her young butt
cheeks spasam as she came again.  He flexed his dick and more semen escaped
from around his cock.

   A little head and he'd be squeezing it in the little thing's ass next.
He slowly pulled out of the teenager's behind and watched his semen dribble
out of her cunt.  He rubbed some of it around her asshole and then reamed a
finger into her.  She moaned but wiggled her butt around as he slid his
finger in and out of her anus.

   The pounding on the front door of the apartment froze him.  He jumped
off the bed and was through the bedroom door, going toward the front of the
apartment before he realized he was naked.  Stan was still pretty fucked
up. The girl and he had smoked a whole lot of weed before they started
fucking.  The apartment door burst open and there was a cop in the doorway,
gun drawn.  Stan froze with his dick dangling down on his testicles.

   Another cop squeezed into the room and now there were two guns trained
on him.  From there it was all down hill.  He was up against the wall and
the cops were joking with each other about frisking him.  One of them was a
woman.



   The naked young girl wandered out of the bedroom.  She was so spaced
out, she started laughing when she saw him with his hands up on the wall.
The woman cop whisked her away and now the male cop was charging him with
statatory rape, contributing to the deliquency of a minor, possession, etc,
etc...At least he hadn't brought a lot of dope.  He hardly paid any
attention when his rights were read.  Anyone who's watched any television
in the last thirty years can probably recite them from memory.

   The cop let him dress after checking his clothes for weapons.  Stan was
sitting on the couch, with his wrists handcuffed behind him, when the woman
cop came back into the apartment.  Stan was staring straight ahead.  While
not used to being arrested, Stan was no dummy.  He knew he didn't have to
say or do a thing.  He'd already given the cop his name and address...Shit
! They had his driver's license.  His mind was racing ahead...Who should he
call ?

   He was in the back seat of the cruiser before he recognized her.  He
probably never would have but she made a point of staring at him for such a
long time...It just exploded in his head.  Jane Exler !  He used to work
with her.  She was the office manager and he was a salesman.  Stan had come
on to her a couple of times but she was quick to rebuke him.  He seemed to
remember she was married then divorced.  She was about his age...Early
thirties at most.

   He grinned at her, remembering the night at some long ago Christmas
party.  She brought her younger sister to the party and Stan had corralled
the young thing out in the warehouse.  Oh !  He wasn't doing shit...Just
kind of setting the foundation.  Stan had discovered at an early age that
young girls, who smoke a lot of weed, usually like to fuck a lot.  He tried
to get every young girl he knew to smoke a lot of dope.  Stan's weed was
always the best.

   At thirty he was still playing the same game.  Entice the young thing
with some quality dope and pretty soon their clothes were tossed here and
there.  Shortly after that, Stan's cock was pounding in and out of them
before they really knew what was happening.

   Anyway, Jane burst out into the warehouse and Stan thought for a minute
she was going to do him bodily harm.  The young sister wasn't any wiser but
Stan was pissed.  She would have been a great little piece of ass.  He
wouldn't mind fucking big sister either.  She had a nice set of giggling
tits and a nice plump fanny...

   "See you're still fucking with the teeny boppers, pervert !" She
laughed. Stan felt himself flush.  "Now I can see why." The male cop
started laughing.  Jane Exler was laughing, too.  Stan stared straight
ahead.  No sense acting macho emotional about the put down.  These two
could make the next half hour or so rather uncomfortable if they chose to.

   Stan had spent very little time in jail because they were all
misunderstandings, just as this would turn out to be.  Anyway, Stan had
learned early on that you don't piss off the jailers.  They tended to turn
rather nasty at times.  He chuckled to himself.  He'd be real pissed if he
had to work with the scum these two did every day.

   "And here all that time you were hitting on me I thought you were a
stud." She laughed again and the male cop joined her.  "That little girl
tight enough for you ?" They both laughed again.  "Where you're going, scum
bag, you're going to be the tightest ass around, honey !" She turned
forward in her seat.  The male cop was still laughing.  Stan felt a little
uneasy about the entire incident.

   ***** CHAPTER TWO *****

   Stan never figured out where the little blonde went ?  Her name was
Ellen and she liked to fuck just about as much as her mother did.  They
were both growing a bedroom full of high quality hemp for Stan.  Now,
mother had been fucking him for quite a while but Ellen had just started
pulling her panites down for him.  They weren't the only ones in town doing
it either.  Stan had quite a farm club going.

   Officer Exler was particularily rough as he was being booked.  Twice she
ran him into furniture while jostling him around.  The holding cell was
full of scum and Exler made a big point of anouncing why he was being
jailed.

   Stan found himself some space over by the front corner of the cell and
kept his back to the wall.  The time dragged by.  No one was paying him any
attention...Most of the people in the cell were either drunk or passed out.

   Officer Exler came down at shift change.  She was dressed in a tight
sweater and skirt.  The combination made her breasts and ass look full and
firm.  Stan was imagining what she looked like naked.

   "Little girl fucker...Come here." He considered pretending he didn't
hear her but decided that the sooner she got out of here the better it
would be.  Hopefully, by the time she was back on shift, he'd be gone.  He
wandered over and as he approached the bars, Officer Exler reached out and
grabbed him by the collar.

   "Listen, slime ball !" She was being quite loud.  "If I ever catch you
with a young girl again...I'll cut your balls off and hav'em for breakfast.
Any questions, scum bag ?" Stan was, no shit, shaking but the thought of
her naked overwhelmed all other emotions.  He wasn't shaking in fear but in
lust.  Later, he figured it was that moment that started it all.

   Stan was pretty much a "live and let live" type of guy.  Hey !  If the
girl, he was fucking, ever stopped to say "no"; he'd leave her alone and go
hunting someplace else.  There were plenty of fish in the sea.  But few of
them ever did because Stan took real good care of the ladies growing his
dope.  He had over fifty plots spread around, thoughout the greater Las
Vegas Valley.  It made him quite well off for cash and 'Vegas ran on
cash...But a low profile was the key to success in his business and this is
just what he didn't need.

   Officer Exler left a short time later after issuing several hollow
threats.  Six hours later Stan was on the street and working his way back
home.  He was forced to use the bus and that was a first.  He got within
five blocks of the appartment and walked the last bit.  His car was good to
go and he was home in twenty minutes.....

   .....He didn't notice the car following him until close to two o'clock
the following afternoon.  He was pissed and wandered aimlessly around as if
he was lost or looking for a particular place.  The car behind him kept a
discrete distance but was definitely following him.  He stopped at a place
he'd used in the past and wandered through the apartment complex for a
while before returning to his car.

   She was parked right behind him.  He pretended not to notice but was
shaking like a leaf.  "You being a good boy, pervert ?" He walked right to
the car and got in.  Before he got it started, she was gone.  Fuck !  He'd
taken her to close to thirty percent of his farms this morning and in the
process got two blow jobs and laid once.

   He meandered about for over two hours until he was sure he wasn't being
followed.  A little after five he rented one of those garage spaces and
immediately parked the car in his rented space.  He then took a cab to one
of those car parts places.  It was dark before he got back to the garage,
got the car jacked up and crawled underneath.

   It was easy to find, right up under the frame in back.  He kicked
himself for going to all the expense.  He was about to reach for it and
then froze.  If he took the fucker off, she'd just put another one on...A
traffic stop or some such thing.  He was fucked !  Three of the farms were
close to harvest time.  That would give him a couple of pounds of shit to
start over someplace.  Fucking "A" !  Lot of shit to do !  He'd need a new
name, new wheels...A whole new place.  He was going to be a busy Jose for
the next couple of days.

   *****

   Survival was the only emotion surging through Stan Thompson's body and
soul until he was cruising South on I-15 heading for a small town on the
coast of Southern California.  He was driving a brand new car, had left all
his possessions...Everything except the clothes on his back.  He was
carrying two bags...Both shopping bags.  The first was stuffed with
twenties, fifties and hundreds...The second with three pounds of very high
grade marijuana.  He was set for a couple of months before he'd have to
start selling the dope and that would give him time to set up a couple of
farms...Get back on his feet...Get established.

   He'd left in the middle of the night.  Over the back fence, walking
though the neighborhood...Took a bus to the East side of town and bought a
car...All cash...At one of those "If we can finance you, we can finance
anyone" places.

   In twenty minutes, he was taking a drag off a nice fat joint and
cruising at seventy-five to keep up with traffic.  Visions of Jane Exler
down on her knees sucking his cock floated though his head.  His dick
started to get hard and he stroked it a bit as he headed toward his new
home...Manhattan Beach, California.....

   .....Two weeks later, Stan was sitting at a bar in Redondo Beach.  She'd
just come in.  The first one was always the hardest but after that, it was
exponential.  Gail was twenty-nine and had a twelve year old daughter. 
Mothers and daughters were best.  Sons got pissed off you were fucking
their mother, always wondering if the lips kissing them had been wrapped
around your dick the night before.

   She sat in the booth and the waitress went over to take her drink order.
Last night Stan had been talking to a group at the bar about all the money
you can rake in, just growing a little.  He always went back to the same
place the following night to see if anyone took the bait.  Gail had been
with a bunch of women, sitting at the end of the bar.  Tonight she was
alone.

   He watched her in the mirror behind the bar.  She kept looking over at
him but made no move to leave the booth.  She might just want to buy some
and that was a start.  He wandered by the booth on the way to the head.

   "Hey..." She couldn't remember his name.  Stan laughed to himself.  He
was having a hard time remembering it, too.

   "Neil Hudson...You're Gail, right ?"

   She wondered how he knew ?  They sat way down at the far end of the bar.
He was at the other end.  They must have been loud.  She was closest to him
and had a hard time dividing her attention between what her friends were
talking about and what this guy, Neil, was saying.  Neil had been talking
about growing marijuana for profit and she could sure use the money.

   They were midway through their third drink and Gail was a little
smashed. The guy seemed cool and was willing to set it all up and then let
her run it after she got the hang of it.  She'd have to have Donna sleep
with her but the extra money would be worth it.  Maybe, they could upgrade
to a three bedroom ?

   Neil was willing to come by and check out her place to see how much of a
hassle it was going to be.  Her daughter was spending some time with her
grandparents.  That's really the only reason she was able to get out last
night...And tonight, too !

   Neil was a pretty good looking guy.  She wondered if he had some dope on
him ?  He never talked about it...Just the farming.  Duh !?  Of course he
did, stupid girl !

   She was checking her watch.  It was just seven-thirty.  He'd bought her
a salad for dinner and was going to pick up the drinks.  This was like a
date and she hadn't had one of those in a long time.

   "You gotta be some place ?" She wished he hadn't caught her looking at
her watch.  When she didn't answer he continued.  "Wanna get high ?"

   It was immediated.  "Yea !  That'd be great !" She was excited.

   ***** CHAPTER THREE *****

   They were sitting on the couch in her front room.  What were they going
to do ?  Just drive around ?  The front room was much safer.  The joints
were so skinny she thought this was a huge rip-off but after just two drags
she was in outerspace and trying to find her way back to earth.

   It took her about ten minutes, it seemed, to form the question. 
"Aaah..." A pause and then.  "The dope I'm gonna grow here...Is it like
this shit ?"

   "Aaaah...Yea !  Maybe not the first harvest but the rest will be pretty
close to this.  Bring you about two hundred...Two-fifty a month." Neil
could see her trying to figure it out...Close to three thousand a year. 
The wheels were turning and she was spending it already.

   Gail was still trying to figure out how much a year she'd be making when
he kissed her.  She was surprised but kissed back.  It wasn't often...His
tongue was against her lips and she opened her mouth.  Neil was a good
kisser and it wasn't long before she was eagerly fencing with his tongue.

   His hand felt good on her breasts.  She wasn't large, just a handful,
but they were very sensitive and she got tremendously turned on when anyone
played with them.  Her nipples were poking against the material of her bra
and he was pinching them.  When his hand slid into her crotch, she moaned.
He was rubbing right up and down her zipper and below that was a very horny
cunt.

   Neil could feel the heat between her legs.  He was sure she wouldn't
stop him now.  The kid wouldn't be home until Thursday and it was only
Sunday.  She'd be addicted to it by then and let's see, how old was the
youngster ?  He laughed to himself as he continued to rub her warm crotch.

   He pushed her blouse up as he moved his hand under it, her bra came with
it.  Out popped one of her tits and now his fingers were pinching her naked
nipple.  When he started sucking on it, she reached for his dick.  His
hands were busy at her waist and the bone in his pants was nice and large.
Her husband had been a huge disappointment in that respect...  But shit !
She knew that when she married him.  Over all, her husband was an absolute
asshole !

   Neil had his hand in her pants and she could feel his fingers in her
pubic hair.  She was stroking his dick and working on his belt buckle.  He
dropped to the floor and his mouth was in her belly button.  Gail knew this
was going to be special.

   Neil had her pants down around her knees and her panties no longer
covered her bush.  He was excited.  It was dark and hairy.  That's what he
imagined Jane Exler had growing between her legs, lots and lots of dark,
curly hair.  Gail wasn't bad though...A nice little bush.  His tongue slid
in between her labia and she was very juicy.  Neil wondered if Jane Exler's
pussy got this wet when someone was eating her ?

   He lapped at Gail's pink meat at his leisure until she was bouncing up
and down on the couch.  Her blouse was half open and her bare tits were
visible every once and a while.  Neil was ramming two fingers in and out of
her hairy snatch and batting her clitoris with his tongue.  Gail'd suck off
the L.A.  Rams if they were still in town.

   Neil rose and started taking his shirt off.  His boner was visible in
his jeans.  Gail lay back on the couch, struggling to get her jeans off. 
Neil was down to his jockey shorts and then his hardon was waving in the
air.  He had a nice dick...Not real big but not like her husband either. 
She hoped he'd fuck her longer than her husband.

   She started giggling.  Fuck !  She'd just cum about a dozen times...Who
cares how long he fucks her ?!  His cock was rubbery and he was flexing it
as he took another drag on the joint.  She was yanking off her panties when
he put his hand on the back of her head.  A first date blow job...Never
done this before.  She swallowed as much as she could and he moaned.

   "God !  What if he cums in my mouth !" She hadn't even let her husband
do that !  Just a high school boy friend...He gave such good head and was
so easy to suck off.  Neil's cock was slippery with her saliva when he
pushed her to her back.  She was still wearing the blouse, kind of.  Her
tits were visible and her areolae and nipples were all shrunken up.  She
liked to give head.

   Neil would have agreed with her.  Gail had sucked some cock in her life
time.  He was debating whether he should blow the first load down her
throat.  He knew she'd swallow.  He loved swallowers.  They became so nasty
after a while.

   Her crotch was covered with a tangle of dark pubic hair and again he
wondered what Officer Jane Exler would look like, spread before him.  He
smiled down at Gail and saw her expression change as he drove his dick into
her belly.  A perfect fit.  He started fucking and watched the lust boil
over in the woman below him.  She had her hands gripping his upper arms and
her head was shaking her brown curls back and forth.  Neil increased his
tempo and the woman came, bucking up into him for several strokes.  He
drove her back to the couch with some hard, steady fucking.  He was
starting to sweat and could feel his orgasm approaching.

   God !  He was fucking her like a mad man.  Her husband wouldn't last two
minutes fucking her like this.  She was cuming again and then felt the gush
of his semen filling her belly.  She was leaking on to the couch.  He was
still fucking in and out of her.....

   .....Neil spent that night and another three weeks, fixing up Gail's
farm.  During that time he hunted at the local dives and expanded quite a
ways inland to seek out more farms.  Neil was right, Gail grew to like the
three or four times a week he took her out and positively loved having him
fuck her brains out when they got back to her place.  He even chipped in on
the rent and all that shit.  Her old man should be so prompt with the child
support !

   Sometimes Neil was alone in the apartment when Donna got home from
school.  She was a seventh grader and had just graduated from D.A.R.E.  She
knew her mom and her boy friend were smoking grass in the apartment.  She'd
found where her mother kept it...In her underwear drawer.  She also knew
the boy friend was growing it in her old bedroom...

   ...He was baking in the kitchen.  It was a Wednesday and a late night
for her mother.  Donna usually fixed dinner.  The baking smelled good. 
Neil explained that they were chocolate chip cookies.  "...his secret
recipie !" Donna laughed.  They smelled a little weird and it wasn't until
she'd had three that she figured it out.

   "You put marijuana in them, didn't you ?" Neil nodded his head up and
down.  He kept munching.  Donna didn't show any less enthusiam as she
finished the cookie she was eating.  The two of them watched TV for a bit
and then Donna took a nap.

   The next afternoon, Neil was there again.  This time they smoked it and
Donna got stoned out of her mind.

   Two weeks later...Another Wednesday afternoon.  Neil was checking the
plants and walked out of the farm room just as Donna came home from school.

   In minutes they were stoned and Neil was tickling the young thing on the
couch.  She was shrieking that he should stop as she had to pee.  That
didn't deter Neil at all and he wrestled her over on top of him, all the
while digging his fingers into her lean waist.

   The rush of her warm piss drenched through her panties and jeans,
moistening his "T" shirt and stomach.  Oh !  The warm feeling of her urine
on his stomach...His cock lurched in his jeans.

   "Looks like we need to shower, young lady." He was rubbing her waist and
she was frozen on top of him, just staring at his face.  He was carrying
her to the bathroom and she was transfixed on his groin as he pulled his
jeans down.  His hardon was poking out of the fly of his boxer shorts.

   Donna had never seen such a big penis.  She'd seen pictures but this
looked so big !  God !  It was huge !  Neil started pulling her blouse off.
Her jeans and underwear were next and now she was naked.

   Neil was delighted with the furry bush at her groin.  His cock bobbed in
front of him as he pulled her to the shower.  The water was too hot and he
could feel the heat of her body against his back as he adjusted the
temperature.

   They were soapy in minutes and then his hands started roving, under her
arms, massaging her fanny, rubbing her almost non-exsistant breasts and
finally between her legs.  The hair was thick on her mound and her vagina
was wet and juicy.  Her lips were thin and her cunt was very tight.  Neil
worked his finger up and down her slit until he finally worked his finger
between her cunt lips.

   Donna was bucking her hips back and forth as Neil's fingers wandered
around between her legs.  She'd never felt this good...Knew that he was
masterbating her...Had masterbated before...Just not very much.  She could
feel the bone of his dick rubbing against her waist and hip.

   Time for a little reciprication, thought Neil.  He grabbed her wrist and
pressed her palm against his hot flesh.

   "Make me feel good, Donna...Like I'm making you feel good...It does feel
good, doesn't it ?"

   Donna was getting close to her first real orgasm.  This was going to be
better than any of the ones she'd given herself.  She had her hand wrapped
around his hard dick and he was moving her hand up and down his pole.

   "That's it, baby...Pump that meat, honey." He was running his finger in
and out of her tight cunt and she had her legs spread allowing him total
access to her crotch.  He fingered her faster and she started pumping his
cock to the same rythym.  It wouldn't be long now.

   Donna was seeing stars and sliding down the wall.  The finger between
her legs was sliding in and out of her pussy so fast.  She could hardly
keep her hand going at the same speed.  Her thighs got tight and now she
was jerking around as she slid down the wall.  Donna never relinquished her
hold on Neil's cock and watched in amazement as his dick shot several thick
strings of semen across the shower stall.  She got some of it on her hand.
Neil's dick got real slippery but not as slippery as her pussy was.

   ***** CHAPTER FOUR *****



   The following afternoon, Neil ate her hairy, little snatch for half an
hour before teaching her to suck on his dick.  Her cunt was like a ripe
pear.  He peeled her apart and licked her slick lips until she was
thrashing about on the bed like someone possessed.  He was stabbing his
tongue in and out of her cunt when she came the second time, pulling her
legs high up above her head.

   Neil took advantage of her spread cheeks and reamed his tongue into her
near hairless anus.  She shrieked and then he had a thumb in her and was
batting her clitoris around with the tip of his tongue.  Her orgasms
continued for several minutes.  Her face was flushed, her eyes slits of
lust.  Neil slithered up next to her.

   "Suck my cock, Donna.  Go down on me, baby.  Come on, suck it." Donna
looked down at his crotch and found his dick soft and small.  She slithered
down and cleared the hair away with her hands.  She started sucking on the
head of his dick and in what seemed like just seconds his dick grew out of
her hands.  He had his hand on the back of her head and was pumping his
cock in and out of her mouth.

   He was going to shoot all that white shit in her mouth.  She tried to
back away.  Neil kept pumping only letting her go as his penis started to
shoot it's load.  Her lips felt the first blast and then there were two
more quick spurts that landed on her right cheek.  The last blast flew into
her hair and then he was forcing his softening penis back into her mouth.

   "Suck me dry, sweetheart." She was nibbling...Could taste his
seed...Wanted to ask him if her mother let him shoot in her mouth ?

   The next day they went sixty-nine and she lost control of herself as
Neil reamed his tongue into both her cunt and asshole.  She gobbled up
every drop of his cum and licked his balls before she was through.....

   .....Donna could hardly wait for her mother to leave every morning. 
Neil would be in her room within seconds of watching her mother drive away.
By then she'd be naked and it'd be breakfast in bed.  A little tube steak
for Donna and a little hair pie for Neil.

   Gail was none the wiser and continued to get her three or four rolls in
the hay each week.  Sometimes Neil would give mom a ride in the morning
before she went to work...Then down to Donna's room and have her suck his
spent, cum soaked cock.  Donna loved to suck cock, just like her mom.

   Neil figured it was time to move on.  He had another young woman
interested in becoming a farmer.  She was married though and Neil wasn't
sure how that was going to work out ?  He was meeting the two of them
tomorrow night and planned to move in as soon as possible.  He'd been
pushing Gail to get one of her friends interested but Gail wasn't putting
much effort into the search.

   He'd taken the two of them to get ice cream his last night.  They were
standing in the kitchen.  The three of them...All stoned, giggling...Donna
laughing every once and a while.  What could Gail say when her daughter
wanted to smoke a little dope with them ?  Shit !  Their second bedroom was
a sea of green by now.

   Neil took his ice cream cone and crushed it against Gail's stomach.  She
was wearing a halter top and her midrif was bare.  Donna lost all control
and started laughing like crazy.  She ground her cone into Neil's face and
he was sure it was going to happen.  The glob of ice cream on Gail's
stomach was melting fast and Neil leaned down and started licking it off.

   Donna was licking Neil's face and Gail didn't know it yet but they were
all going to have sex together.  Neil could feel Donna's hands at his waist
as she licked and sucked on his neck.  His cock was like steel in his jeans
and down they went.

   "Donna !  What the fuck are you doing ?" Gail's jeans were on the way to
the floor and Neil's face was already against the "V" of her crotch.  She
could feel his tongue against the fabric of her panties.  His hand was at
her ass, pulling her panties over her butt.  Her daughter was stroking
Neil's dick and he was hard as steel.  Oh !  God !  Where'd she learn to
give a hand job like that ?  It was high school before Gail touched a guy's
dick.

   Neil's mouth was in her hair and she was losing control.  One of his
hands was in between her legs from behind, a finger reaming itself into her
cunt.  She was juicy and warm.  Oh !  The way Neil fingered her...Pumping a
diget in and out of her while massaging her clit with his thumb.  It drove
her wild.

   Donna was thinking the same thing as she stroked Neil's dick.  She
wished Neil had four hands.  His cock was very hard in her mouth.  Any
moment she expected her mother to start screaming.  She was sucking a man's
cock while the man licked her mother's cunt.  He was going to fuck both of
them.  Her pussy was damp and getting wetter by the moment.

   Neil untangled himself from the women.  He tore off his shirt and
stepped out of his jeans.  His cock waved around.  Both of them were
looking at him.  Gail backed away from the two of them and turned toward
the bedroom.  She was too stoned to dwell on her daughter.  She didn't care
that Neil had intercourse with her.  He was going to follow her.  She
dropped her jeans as she entered the bedroom and jumped up on the bed,
naked below the waist.

   Mother lay spread on the bed.  Her nice hairy twat with that pink gash
in it.  He knee walked toward her and moved right up between her legs.  He
lowered himself and slid right into her.  She engulfed him.  Her legs came
up around him.  Neil started fucking and so did Gail.  She was going to
miss this.  Neil's cock was pumping in and out of her.  She was going to
cum.  Her arms were up around his neck as he fucked his cock in and out of
her.  She squeezed and here it came.

   "Ooooohhhhhh...Fuuuuccck !  Yeaaaaa !" Neil increased his effort.  Her
cunt was tight against him as he pounded her.  One, two, three spurts of
semen rocketed out of the head of his dick.  He could feel her fill up and
then overflow.  They were squishy.  He'd forgotten all about the daughter !

   Donna was watching it all from the doorway.  Neil motioned her over as
he rolled off of mother.  His cock was flaccid but still nice and long.

   "Your turn, sweetheart." Donna was on all fours and crawling toward his
dick.  Gail watched as her daughter took his cum coated dick with her lips
and sucked it into her mouth.  She licked it off with her tongue and then
sucked it back into her mouth.  Shit !  He was getting hard.

   Her daughter's mouth looked so full with his cock growing in it.  He was
pushing her head up and down over his crotch.  She couldn't see her
daughter's lips wrapped around his fat cock anymore.  She was sure this
wasn't the first time Neil had fucked her daughter.  Oh !  Fuck !  She was
so stoned !
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