1. the Girl


    Date: 9/4/2015, Categories: Essay, Cheating, Discipline, Male / Female Teens, Romance, Spanking, Teen, Threesome, Wife, Author: Alter Ego Twoface, Rating: 88.7, Source: sexstories.com

    primitive energy and vigor that her anger had started. She buried her face in the young smooth labia, inserted her tongue as far as it would go and explored every little fold that area would offer. Finally Dad came. When it happened he stayed completely still, fully seated within Mom as far as he could possibly go. The final steps to his climax were not from his thrusting, but from Mom’s pussy convulsing and massaging his member and from the Girl, licking his balls and whatever was left outside Mom. The orgasm lasted a lifetime. The squirts were countless. The amount of semen was more that could possibly fit into a woman’s womb. And of course it didn’t. When Dad came back from the bliss, the Girl was gently sucking his member, still quite hard, but shrinking. Mom’s open pussy was hovering just an inch above and semen dripping on to the Girl’s face. Eventually the Girl let go of the limping member and started licking every drop of semen from the pussy above her head. She did it in a calm and loving way, like a cat licks her kittens. Mom just lay there, resting her chin on the Girl’s shaven vulva, seemingly passed out. When Dad fell asleep, he felt completely relaxed and completely happy. He had a naked woman on either side, both resting there chin on his shoulders, both putting their upper leg on top of his, and both caressing his dick and balls ...
    with one hand. When Dad woke up, he was in the same position. So was Mom, and her kissing his chin was what woke him. The Girl wasn’t there. “Good morning my love,” Mom said. “Thank you so much for last night. Why did we not do that any sooner?” Dad kissed her back. “I really don’t know”, he said, feeling his marriage was saved and only had that one regret it had to wait so many years.” I guess,” he finally answered, “we needed the Girl to make it happen.” “The Girl?” Moms asked, looking disoriented. “Yes, the Girl, “Dad smiled. “You know, the young babysitter you first beat the crap out of then fucked senseless with my cock and finally made eat you out. Remember?” Mom was quiet for a few seconds. Then she punched Dad in the chest. “What have you been dreaming, you pervert,” she accused him. Dad felt confused, but eventually went back to kissing. The kids were up, so they all got dressed and started a great Sunday. Dad was puzzled. What had happened? The kid’s pool was out there in the garden. The unfinished shed was there too, waiting for him. But the spare bedroom, where the Girl had lived, seemed like it hadn’t been used for months. And neither of the kids had any memory of the Girl or ever having a nanny. On the kitchen table Dads eyes rested upon the wine glasses from the night before. He counted them. Then he just stood there. Wondering.
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