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I looked at both of them, "And YOU call me the Horn dog." They both laughed like children as dad spun around in circles holding mom. But as they swirled around Mom's wrap flew open and I saw that dad's finger was embedded in mom's pussy. It was too fast to get a good look, but he was fingering her. Then he put her down and she walked back up the path towards the house.
I looked at him as I handed him a log, "You guys are sick."
Dad laughed, "Ya? We may be sick, but we have a great sex life and that my friend is the secret to a great marriage. Besides, if we didn't fuck like rabbits you wouldn't be here."
"Ya! Well if you fuck so much why don't I have a couple of other brothers here helping me pile this wood?"
"Well, when we saw what a stud we created we thought we better stop while we were ahead. Now start piling." Dad smiled as he handed me another log.
"Real smooth Dad, why don't you just admit you are shooting blanks with that old pistol of yours?"
My dad grabbed the next log and placed it on the pile, "I will out shoot you in distance and quantity in the cum department there sport. Your dad may be older but my cock still gets as hard as when I was your age and my balls still produce buckets of sweet cum."
We finished piling the wood, sweat dripping from us both, as we headed towards the house. The sky was getting dark and we only have about an hour of light left. "Let's hit the pool to wash the sweat off before we call it a night." Dad said as he slapped me on my back.
To be continued...
- COMMENTS
Anonymous12 months agoIts very natural and nurturing, when a son watches his sexy parents in the act of love making. Of course, when the father is so much stronger and hairier, a son might get curious about the affection of his cock. Mesmerized by his mother's hourglass body, the flaunting of her eye candy and her teasing demeanor, its delightful to recognize such a large and masculine, paternal phallus as her rightful mate and sexual provider. Its true that King Laius, Queen Jocasta and Prince Oedipus can all live together in hedonistic family values, in a trinity of harmonious flesh and righteous sexual debauchery. I'm sure I'll cum soon as the series progresses.
Anonymousover 9 years agoTerrific start to a promising series. And I love the comment from the mother who wrote "please enough tease." Her family already plays together real good. Mom, dad, and what the mother calls her "stud jock son." She's a mother and woman as well, with a woman's passionate needs between her legs. Lucky for her she's got a big strong boy, who's got exactly what she needs between his own legs--his fat sturdy penis that's always hard for his mom. Like more and more families nowadays, they piss on the silly outmoded taboo that tries to keep a boy's penis from the vagina he came out of. That's batshit crazy. Nothing can ever feel as good--as comfy and cozy as just plain right--to a boy's cock as his own mother's cunt. A son loves everything about it. The soft hairs that surround it. Its lovely planes and indentations. The sharp musky aroma wafting from it--his own mother's cunt-smell. When he gets his young cock up inside it, he goes into a fuck-frenzy. He drills it in and out ruthlessly, his ass moves up and down like a machine, he pushes his cock right up to his mother's womb. As mom cums like mad, the boy blows his balls and floods his mother with his creamy semen, painting her pink cunt-walls a nice sticky white. That's the bliss that's in store for every family with the courage to give the finger to society's stupid no-nos and follow their deepest desires. Maybe like your own family.
Anonymousover 9 years agoLuv to be able to cut in my mouth. I eat my own chum but luv to be able to take it from clock. I luv CUM
Anonymousabout 10 years agoYour lack of age and maturity is showing.
Long before there were thong bikinis or thong panties, what are now called flip flops were called thongs, because of the thong that went between your toes.
