Mom's hot bath (part 2)

A week later, Kay was preparing for his bath and Jim was petting his back and back, admiring the beauty of his wife no less his long legs and thick breasts.

"Oh, Jim, last week was so much, I never knew how it could be. He was in heaven."

"I know, it was beautiful."

"And now," she said, looking at him, "and now what?"

Jim smiled. "You know what you want and what you want to do, at that time."

He went to bed and heard in the dark. Then he rose when he heard the beginnings of motherly love. The door was open again and in the light he saw something he did not expect. His wife was not in the bathtub, but she leaned naked against the washbasin, her son in front of her, sucking her breasts, while her hard dick was spinning around her belly. He turned now and his boy came to steal his pendulum balloons while his penis rubbed his ass.

"Baby, baby, you make your mom feel good," Kay murmured and then turned and kneeled. She took the erect penis and licked, and then sucked. His boy fucked his mouth, "Oh, mom, yeah, fuck me, fuck me."

She licked her balls and inside her son's thighs, whispering "Oh, yeah, Sammy, yeah, mom loves you. Mom needs your hard penis, she needs your son of a bitch. Come on, Sammy, fuck me today, really give me, my pussy needs it."

Then he turned and bowed over the sink, extending his legs through his son's penis to facilitate the entrance, his penis sank into the moist bitter vagina. She opened her pussy and swore in passion while her son fucked her, "OH yes, fuck me, fuck your mom, make me love, Sammy, fuck me."

Jim stood up and looked, his own puncture with passion. Then for the first time he remembered that he was upstairs, his daughter. All this time, all those days, they never thought of her. Now she saw that she had very quietly opened her door and was looking. Janey was seeing her mother getting fucked by her son while her dad, her bare and hard dick, standing, was looking too.

Janey's face turned red and now he looked at his father. His eyes locked up and then he turned and left.

A few days later, they were alone in the house, Janey and her dad. He just showered and rubbed dry, the bathroom door open while he did. He climbed the stairs and saw his eyes fixed in his now growing erection. As he rubbed his back, the dick swayed in a male attraction to the girl's hot look. Even later, while she was in bed but didn't sleep, she saw her come down and then come down. He realized he only had one shirt. His penis jumped a little. The weather was hot and she used to go down the heat on the third floor. But now they were alone in the house.

He put his shorts on and went down to the kitchen. He was standing in the sink, drinking water. He went to the freezer refrigerator and pulled out an ice cream tub.

"This should make us feel better," he said. "Why don't you rub one on my back, please, Janey and then I will."

He turned and took the icecub and looked back, started on his neck and gave him a vomit on his back. The cool feeling was nice, but a drop of water or two wind down.

"Wait," he said, "Let me remove this so that they don't get wet."

He removed her shorts, looking away from her and presenting only her naked back and behind her while she kept rolling silently the cold cube behind her back. Now the melted cube drops ended his ass.

"Now let me make you, honey," he said, "go away and take off that shirt and tell me when you're ready." She hesitated for a moment and then she knew she was going to. He heard that the shirt fell to the ground and said, "OK."

He turned and took a cube, rolling around his neck and then back and forth in blows through his back, unrolling down. While he was near her, her penis climbed up and almost touched her ass.

Now she brought the ice cream back to her neck and then to the front of her neck, while she raised her head. He let some drops of water rot through his forehead, and then approached. His penis now rested against his ass and with both hands holding the ice cubs now, he approached and gently massaged his soft breasts with them. He heard her breathe quickly.

"Oh, it's not so nice," he murmured, "this is what mom likes to Sammy do, just with soap. Feeling good?"

"Yes," he murmured and then looked at him. His eyes were hot and his breasts were shaking. His lovingly beat them, then he said, "He sucks his breasts, too, and then... he fucks her."

"I know, I saw him," he whispered, his breasts rising and falling.

Say it, Janey, say what you want.

She looked at him and then turned. He said nothing but look in his eyes. He moved and kissed her, her tongue testing her lips, her mouth opening and then her tongue returned the probation and were locked in a passionate hug, her dick against her belly, her breasts against her chest.

He ran away. "Fuck me, Dad, fuck me. I don't care about anything, I always wanted it. Please."

He knelt and spread and hit with this tongue to suck his wet pussy. He opened more and stood up, turned and spread even more as he walked in the back, his cock rolling in the hot caverns of his pussy.

"Oh, yeah, Dad, fuck me."

"Oh, baby, yeah, you get what you want, your dad's hard dick is inside you, you fucking bitch."

Then he moved his penis out of it and shot a load on his back. They rested.

The following week he was fondling his wife's beautiful breasts while he was behind her, his dick rubbing against her naked ass, while they expected the water to gather. The breasts were heavy and pendulums, and I could hardly wait to suck them later.

"Last week was the best," he whispered, "but I'm going crazy with another idea... I don't know..."

"What? Tell me."

"It's crazy, I know, but... I want you both... at the same time, in bed."

"Honey, that's wild.

"Really? So it's okay?" he asked.

"Hmmmm, baby, I can hardly wait."

The bathroom seemed to go faster than usual and Sammy was disappointed when he told him that all he wanted was to wash his back and then rub his breasts, nothing more. But then Kay said:

"But you can help me dry up... I'll put a towel in bed and I'll lay down and dry Mom. Okay?"

"Well... but what about Dad?"

"It can wait... and look... for a while."

They came to bed and spread the towel. His long exuberant body was amazing in his eyes, but Jim also saw his boy's penis as he grew hard. The boy doubled his towel over his mother's legs and dried it. Then she spread her legs for him, saying, "Don't forget to dry me carefully there, Sammy."

Sammy lay on his knees and slowly wiped his mother's cuntlips while my own penis grew and hardened, impatiently looking at the protracted game. Sammy bowed and kissed his cuntlips.

"Oh Sammy, you know how to make your mommy feel good," Kay whispered, and Jim swore in the sight of his son sucking his wife's pussy now and when he started moving up and down in rhythmic pleasure. Jim brought his penis to his wife's mouth and Kay started a long move sucking up and down on his dick while looking at his guy lick and suck his pussy.

"Oh, yes, my two great men, they suck me and fuck me, make me double love, oh yes, my double lovers, please. "

Sammy looked at Jim and Jim moved him to move on. Sammy slowly tasted his mom's pussy and then sank. Kay sucked and swore,

"Oh yes, oh lovers, let me suck while I'm pissed. Oh, Sammy, yeah, fuck your mother, make me love, fuck it.

Jim fucked his mouth then, inside and outside as he watched his body go into orgasm convulsions while his son fucked her. Then his coming ran out on his face and Sammy flew over his breasts.

Kay, bathed in the incestuous son's love bath, ran her hands on her breasts, spreading that her son overwhelmed them while Jim rubbed his dick on her face, extending his coming on her and then entering her mouth again while sucking him clean. Then Sammy moved in and put his dick on Jim and Kay sucked him too.

"Oh, my double love, my lovers, how wonderful!"

Next week, we all move faster than we should have in our yearning to have another double of shit. Kay had undressed quickly and then with only a small game with me, he had jumped into the bathtub and allowed only Sammy's preliminary briefs. He dried up quickly and then came to bed, Sammy following her.

"My lovers, this week I've been warm with dreams of more of our wild love together. I love you both at once.

"But, honey," Jim protested, "that's not really possible, is it?"

"Oh, but it's..." he whispered and put a vaseline jar into my hands.

"Oh, baby," he said, "I thought you didn't want to prove that?"

"That was before, lover... now I love you, I love you both, please give it to me. Sammy lies down there," she ordered and Sammy put on the bed, her erect penis. She got on him and then took him to her. As she took it, she raised her ass higher and then stood still. John applied the pod and then... slowly entered it. At first, there was a small resistance, but then, as I walked in and out slowly, getting deeper, it became easier.

"Oh, lovers, yes, take me, cover me. Son of a bitch and take me. I'm in heaven."