Serena knelt beside her, took hold of my cock in her hand, sucked centimeters into her mouth. Enthusiasm made up for lack of finesse. The two girls shared my cock, sucking back and forth between them; and watched the screen action or the other sister’s efforts, while they rested. It seemed like they competed with each other. The sensations built and took hold in my belly. I struggled to hold on, but them told them they would have to stop soon before I came all over them. The movie gave them their idea for our finale. Simone sucked me harder, deeper. The veins bulged along the length of my shaft. My cock throbbed. Grunts and groans came from my throat. As I came Simone pulled her mouth away but continued to pump my shaft with her hand. White spunk shot out the end of my cock. It splattered over Simone’s face. She pointed my cock at Serena. Cum splashed over her tits. I sank back in the chair as I peaked. Simone had cum dribbling down her face. White bubbles dribbled over my swollen knob. Serena leaned forward, took my cock in her hand, and licked the fluid from me. Shivered coursed through my body.
The sisters knelt back, looked at each other and laughed. Simone reached out for Serena and smothered my cum all over her titties. Serena touched her sister’s cum spattered face. She said she thought it might be good for her complexion.
Jean phoned her daughters to say she’d be home at last by the end of the week. When I arrived home from work on Friday evening Jean’s car was in the carport. She caught up on all the farm news from her daughters; they were lavish in their praise of my help. The girls and I looked after the meal that evening. Jean was tired after her long drive and went to bed early. Serena came to my room that evening and took care of me in her usual energetic fashion.
Saturday night both girls went out; Jean and I had the house to ourselves. After a very pleasant meal with wine we retired to her bedroom. She had obviously fantasized about our activities during her absence. Passion, enthusiasm and lust flowed through her body. It didn’t take her long to want to progress from kisses and caresses to try the sixty-nine I’d previously suggested
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I placed myself in the middle of the bed on my back. Jean knelt over me, her knees on either side of my shoulders, her pussy above my face, open, pink, moist, labia swollen, clit erect. My hands reached around her body, grasped the cheeks of her backside, pulled her down onto my mouth. Her hands gripped my hard tool. I paused in my oral sex with her, felt her warm mouth engulf me, her tongue lathe and her teeth gently sc**** my knob. She sucked my shaft into her throat. I concentrated on her parted pussy, breathed her musk sexual aroma into my nostrils, stroked over her clit, tongued into her vagina, mashed my face into her sex, soaked in her juices. We worked diligently at each other. I tried not to think about her mouth and my cock, concentrated instead on my mouth and her gash.
Slowly but steadily her body responded to my efforts. Soon she orgasmed, ground her cunt over my mouth and nose. Her body shuddered. Jean came noisily, my cock temporarily forgotten. As she returned to the present she was a bit apologetic. It took some reassurance that all was well. We tried a repeat performance.