1. Spank Me


    Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Male/Female, Spanking, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 77.8, Source: sexstories.com

    an unending breath of pleasure, and it was exiting from between her legs. "Jesus!" Jim Clips said, recoiling from the girl in his lap, "she's dripping all over me." He gave her a shove and she rolled over onto the floor, pressing her hands to her chest to protect her modesty, and also to prolong the feeling of release. She lay there for a moment, quivering, gasping... "Oh My God!" A voice screamed from a door at the other end of the room. "Oh!" "My!" "God!" It was Clips' wife Patricia, standing there with her hands on her hips. "Jesus Jim. Now what have you done?" "I just bought you that cruise you've been pestering me about," he said, picking up his cigar, not so he could smoke it, but so he could smell his stinky fingers. "The only cruise we're taking is down to the divorce lawyer." "Really Hon?" he said. "Are you bringing the pool boy? And his helper? At least I didn't stick my dick in this little cunt, as opposed to you, taking it in your cunt and your mouth at the same time. Or was it your cunt and your ass at the same time?" "Humph!" she gasped, unable to speak. "Would you like me to call the pool service and have them send up the boys for an emergency visit, or can you wait till next week?" Heather was oblivious to these unpleasant proceedings, laying there dripping on the rug, doing little stomach crunches as the release ravaged her body. In an effort at protecting her modesty, she had covered her hairless area with her hand, but now her hand was working on the little ...
    switch between her legs, and she was unable to stop. She just kept grinding, and the spasms kept wracking her body, and the juice kept dripping. It was as if the very hand of Jesus was down there between her legs, showing her what her reward in heaven was going to feel like. Totally lost in her little world of pleasure, she became vaguely aware of voices. Many voices. Then she felt a table cloth flutter down on top of her, which was nice, because Jesus was still busy down there between her legs, and she sort of needed her privacy. Some of the voices she was hearing were from the rest of the wives, who had been on a tour of the residence when they stumbled upon the scene. They were supposed to be playing bridge, but first, Patricia wanted to show off her latest collection of rare antiquities purchased on black market, and many of these pieces resided here in the library. Some of the other voices were EMT's who had been called to the scene to deal with Waxman and Petri, who had both suffered massive heart attacks when the wives walked in and caught them with a naked girl writhing on the floor and their hands buried in their pants. Eventually, the maid gathered Heather up in her tablecloth cloak and directed her to a bathroom so she could clean up and put her swimsuit back on. Heather was still unaware of her father's grave condition, but it was probably for the best. He was never revived, and he had crapped his pants during the episode, and you don't want a daughter to see her ...
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