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panted from his own lust and began to thrust his cock harder along the inner passage of her softly pulsing
cunt. Her passion was boiling now, shaking her with uncontrollable frenzy.
"Ooooo! Fuck me!" she pled. "Fuck me! Fill me with your sweet juice!
Oooooeee!"
"I'll fuck you," he assured her. "I'll ram this hot old pecker all through that sweet little body. Ohhhh, yes,
I'll fuck you!"
He drove the wild cock through her pussy. She shook even more frantically as he moved it down her
cunt with powerful, lust- maddened probes. She gasped as he fucked her deeper and deeper. Her pussy
was grabbing at the juicy prick, clutching at the steaming shaft. He plowed her cunt thoroughly with his
rod. He came down over her mouth, kissing her just as sensuously, just as demandingly as he was
fucking her. His tongue leaped into her mouth, claiming her and possessing her. His tongue and cock
were in partnership, filing her with their lustful presence as she writhed in luscious pleasure beneath him.
"I'm flying!" she squealed when he lifted his lips from her for a moment. "Ooooeee! I'm flying all over!
Fuck me! Oooo, Fuck me!"
Her father fucked her into one orgasm. He fucked her through the wild climax, never slackening his
pace. His cock continued to tear and plunge into her cunt as she came down from her height. He kept
up the steady drive of prick until she began rising toward another orgasm. His cock shuddered, growing
larger and more demanding inside her.
"All right, baby!" he muttered. "This time it's both of us!"
The big cock seemed to leap through her as he gave his promise. Karen shuddered wildly as he thrust
deeply and deliberately. He shook his cock within her panting cunt. He made circles with it as he
reduced her to a mass of quivering, passionate jelly. She gasped for breath, suddenly suspended in that
wonderful moment of anticipation just before the onslaught of her orgasm. She was shivering, quivering
beneath him. She heard the sound of his cock splashing through her juices. She heard the ecstatic
explosions of his breath. She felt the shuddering build-up in his cock. She screamed as her orgasm
blazed through her. She rocked and leaped about in the intense thrill of a second climax.
"Yes! Yes!" she screamed. "Get me, Daddy! Oooo, blow it through me! I'm there! I'm having it now!
Oooo, please! Please! Oooo!"
She wasn't sure what words were coming out. All she knew was that she was screaming out her wild,
delirious pleasure. Her storm had broken over her. She was nothing but an exploding collection of
nerves. She was the orgasm. The orgasm was Karen.
"Here we go, sweetheart!" her Dad panted in her ear. "Hold on, baby!
Here it comes!"
Did it ever come! His cock erupted inside her. Hot cum seemed to be boiling through her from every
direction. She shrieked again as his juice hit the lining of her cunt. Her pussy seemed to have a
screaming, panting voice of its own. It was magnificent! It was marvelous! They shook as their quaking
bodies trembled into the depths of an unbelievable climax.
Karen rode the fuck with him. Her legs were wound tightly about his body. She clung to him helplessly
as they roared into semi-consciousness. She panted against him, her brain whirled off in the midst of the
blazing, swirling lights.
"Ooooeee!" she squealed. "Oooooeeee! It's marvelous! Oooooeee! It's beautiful! Oooeee!"
Her body was singing, Her Dad was fucking her. Her Daddy's cock had filled her with his own special
cum. Ohhh, it was a beautiful fuck! It was a magnificent fuck!
"I'm next!" Anne shouted as the door opened. "I get the next fuck!"
Karen and her Dad looked up in surprise as the lovely red-head came running to the bed. Anne had
slipped out of her clothes in preparation. Her lithe body glowed in the artificial light from the small lamp.
Her hair showed flecks of matching gold against the rich red. Her lips were spread in an ecstatic smile.
Karen was sure that she'd never seen her sister look more beautiful. Anne ran toward them, then leaped
into the bed with them. Her slender arms wrapped about her father as she began kissing him frantically.
"Hey!" Walter Wilson protested. "Give me a minute, please! I've got to build up another head of steam!"
"Well, I'll be here when you're ready," Anne laughed, refusing to loosen her embrace. Her long lovely
legs were pulling as she rubbed them back and forth along his body. Karen watched for a moment, then
looked back to the door where Brad and her mother were standing. Her brother's arm was around his
mother's waist. One hand had a tit cupped affectionately as they laughed at the scene in the bed.
"Finally!" Marge called to them. "Finally we can have a family bang, I've been wanting one for two or
three years. We had to get your father out of his stuffy approach to family fucking, though."
"I knew that Karen could do it," Anne called back. "Didn't I tell you she would?"
"How did you know?" Karen asked. "How the hell did you know I could do anything with him? I didn't
try. Honestly, it just all sort of happened."
"Like with Ritchie Clay?" the red-head asked. "Did it just sort of occur like when you got Ritchie?"
"How did you know that?" Karen gasped. "We weren't going to tell you! I promised not to. I never
expected him to, either."
"He didn't," Anne laughed softly. "At least he didn't in words. I knew, though. I knew before it
happened. Why do you think I invited him over on an afternoon when I knew you'd be home alone? I
figured that if you couldn't get him hard, then it was a lost cause."
Karen stared in shock at her sister. She had expected Anne to be mad if
she ever suspected what had happened. Now her sister was claiming credit
for the whole thing,
"Don't you have anything better to do, any of you? " Walter Wilson asked. "Don't you have anything
better to do than stand around chatting? I don't care who the hell this Ritchie is. I want my family all in
the bed with me."
They all agreed to that. Marge and Brad leaped in with them. As they were all rolling about, caressing
and fondling whatever happened to be available, Karen took a deep breath. Yes, there was a need for a
third male in the group, Ritchie would be perfect. He'd make a welcome addition. She was sure Anne
and her mother would agree.
There was another possibility, but she had decided against that. She wasn't about to bring the delicious
teacher into the game. That was her own private fuck. She had every intention of keeping it that way.
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