“Oh, Mom,” Clarissa moaned, “your tongue is so good. I missed this. Mmmmm,” she moaned again, “I love you, Mom.”
“I love you too Clarissa,” she then buried herself back into her daughters pussy.
“I love you too Mike. Some people think we’re freaky sluts. But you’ve really accepted us into your house as we are and I thank you for that,” Clarissa said turning towards me, smiling and shivering from her mother’s touch.
Christina stopped for a second, “Really Mike, I loved you since we were in high school. I guess I just, didn’t know how to…”
I interrupted her, “It’s mutual, I’ve had a crush on her since high school and I am glad and lucky that we have met up again, I loved you then, I love you know. And now I’m in love with your daughter as well. I hope we all three stay together for a long time.”
All the romance was really turning on Clarissa, I could see her milky white pussy juice flow down her skinny tan legs and pool up at her feet. The other half of her fluids was going down her mother’s chin and covering her small breasts, flat stomach and pooling up around her ass and pussy. “Sweetheart, sit down. I don’t want you to slip and fall.”
“Yes mommy,” she said her voice drenched with lust. She slid down into her mother’s lap facing her. She began to slurp up her own juices from her mother’s face and then they began a sloppy make-out, french kissing session. As this went on Clarissa began grinding her pussy into her mom’s stomach trying to quench her fire. She wrapped her legs around her mother’s waist desperately trying to rub harder. Christina brought her legs up so that her daughter could lean back against them. Clarissa reached down to fondle her clitoris, but her mother stopped her by grabbing her wrists.
“No, not yet sweety. Let it build up.”
“Please Mommy? I really wanna cum,” she pleaded.
“Just be patient, Mike and I will make you cum all you want, OK?” Clarissa nodded to her mother submissively, still rubbing her pussy into Christina’s stomach. “Good, now I’m gonna make Mike nice and hard for you, OK?” She nodded yes at her mother enthusiastically. They parted away from each other with strings of pussy juice clinging to the both of them as they parted. They were both slick and sticky. Christina then crawled over to me on all fours. Grabbed the tip of my penis with her lips and sucked it into her mouth. She had to lower her shoulders to get near my cock which placed her ass high in the air. I could see Clarissa come up behind her and begin to rim her mother’s asshole staring at me with her lust glazed over eyes. Christina then slowly sucked my cock down into her milkmaid’s throat. I could feel her nose come to rest on my stomach. She then began swallowing, which had the effect of her throat massaging my cock. It was like undulating rippling waves of constriction starting from the base of my cock and squeeze all the way up. It was otherworldly, it may come to be that these two may not even be human. She would then move her whole body slowly back, which created more suction the further out she came. Christina was amazing at this, she would do this and on every fifth stroke she would release her breath through her nose and take in another, but she never let my cock fall out of her mouth. Once she had her breath, she would suck my entire shaft down as deep into her throat as she could. It drove me mad that she knew just how to pace herself and to pace me so that I wouldn’t cum to early. All I could do was drop my head back in ecstasy, I swear she could make me brain dead like this.