Oh Christ! His cock was an unbelievable reaming delight! She'd cum in a minute! He was already pummeling her cervix, and she couldn't resist the squirming and writhing she was performing, as well as raising and plunging down onto it to feel that giant head smash against delicate entrails that had never before even been brushed! Oh God! It wouldn't be the end for them! She'd come back again and again… even beg him to fuck her! She couldn't help it and she knew it! She was a bitch and a whore! Gil was too good for her… she'd destroy him in the end!
***Darrel Jenkins had always felt certain that he'd known the fullest erotic extent of fucking and salacious debauchery; he knew now how wrong he had been! Now, this minute, this very second, he knew the fullest extent of all hedonistic pleasures! He stared up at the beautiful ass spread obscenely above his face with the lubriciously flowered pink cunt that he was licking like an imp from hell… and sometimes he admittedly thought that he might fill that classification… sensing the magnificent sucking action around the swollen shaft of his aching prick as he felt Jan's enchanting and educated channel draw at his rod with the deep-seated functions of a thousand years inherency, churning the seminal life-giving sperm in his balls and loins toward the boiling point of violent eruption.
He stared upward at Katie's tiny pink asshole, all puckered and beautiful between her voluptuous asscheeks, working eagerly as she rhythmically moved her enticing crotch back and forth over his tongue in licentious undulations. He wished he could see her mother riding obscenely up and down his cock! Oh shit! He couldn't stand much more of this! He was getting ready to cum right now… and he hoped to God they were!
***The sight of her enchanting mother before her, and giving herself to this horrid little man just as she was, letting him thrust his huge cock up into her beautiful passage while she sucked and licked at her own cunt… and all for their wonderful daddy-husband, was enough to drive Katie toward her apex. God, she'd been ready to lose her wits entirely when her Mom came in; she hadn't been able to control herself. To cum, was all… just to cum! And her beautiful Mom had understood. Now, she looked up into her spellbound, beautiful face… read the enchantment of lust there, just as she was experiencing, and realized how much she loved her.
"Oh… oh Mommy!" she simpered, moving forward away from the little man's tongue, but wanting to be in her mother's arms, snug against her warm soft breasts!
In the movements, she felt her splayed-open cunt rake the sternum bone of Darrel Jenkins' deformed breast, inciting an insane and forbidden spasm of obscene lust to charge through her. She worked backwards against it, and then forwards, feeling the harsh malformation rubbing and scraping salaciously against her clitoris as she leaned forward into her mother's receptive arms, and wildly she clutched at her Mom's left breast, lifting it and holding it's distended nipple to her mouth! Subconsciously, she sensed the ugly little man's finger skewering up into her asshole mercilessly while she engulfed all of the soft white flesh around her mother's breast and sucked it into her mouth hungrily, feeling her Mom's arms clutching her head tightly to her, while she rode back and forth in enchanted bliss over his breastbone… his ugly, misshapen breastbone… rubbing her cunt on it and feeling the ridges taunt her clitoris! Oh God! Oh God! She was going to cum! The utter, obscene, forbiddenness of it was too much! Wildly, she sucked at her mother's tit, while she squirmed and writhed on the monstrosity's malformation, her glazed mind filled with the wanton rapture of her mounting climax!
"Now! Oh yes!" Katie screamed at them. "I'm going to cum! I am! I'm fucking his hump! And I'm going to cum! Now… nowwwwww… I'm cummmmmmminnnnngg!"
***Jan couldn't imagine all of the things that brought her climax to its sudden pinpoint. Her daughter sucking her tit while she fucked up and down deliriously on Darrel Jenkins' tremendous cock… the sight of Katie engrossed in the raptures of hedonistic frenzy… the feel of her hand caressing her throbbing breast, then sucking at its nipple like a baby… yet incestuously like a grown child! Whatever it was, the lock had been flicked and the door burst open! Her own climax had surged from there, soaring right up through her loins toward her breasts, her face, her brain! Oh God… she was cumming!
***Darrel Jenkins thought he might scream aloud!
The orgasm tearing at his balls was beyond anything he'd known in years! His cock felt as if her delicious cunt was masticating it! He visualized her raising right up off it when he blasted, like a missile to the moon! He could barely comprehend what had happened to Katie, but knew that she was climaxing at last, and continued to plunge his finger up into the spasming, rubbery depths of her tight little asshole, while she rubbed her sweet, open cunt furiously down onto his protruding breastbone and wailed in ecstasy.
Then he sensed Jan's erratic, convulsive movements as she rode up and down his heaving prick, heard her cry out and felt the gush of warm viscous liquid bathing his rod, flooding his pelvis and raging balls, while his own erupting sperm jetted up the long passage to squirt in pumping streams into her receptive, sucking vagina… a beastial groan of agonized bliss choking up from deep in his throat!
Finally, the whimpers and moans, the writhings and lewd smacking sounds of flesh against flesh slowly subsided… leaving only the gasps of heavy and exhausted breathing to fill the room, while half-glazed minds raced independent of one another… yet, reaching the same enthralling, if, sinful conclusion… that this wasn't the end… but only the beginning!
It was a long while before they stumbled to their feet and dressed.
EPILOGUE CHAPTER TWELVE
Gil Martin poured two small glasses of sherry and placed them on the tray, then from the shaker-glass, repeated the act with Jan's and his own martini. Humorously, he tossed a towel over his arm in waiter-fashion, scooped up the tray and made the little trek around their luxurious living room, first to a smiling, prettily attired Katie, next to his glowing, fashionably dressed and beautiful wife, and finally to his handsome young son who had shocked him by dressing for dinner. But after their close comradeship earlier on the golf course, Gil visualized many more pleasing changes to come from his splendid son; they had both vowed to work at narrowing the void that had grown between them the past two years, and he felt certain it would all come to pass.
"So…" Gil said, smiling and raising his own glass. "Shall we drink a toast… to the future happiness of the Martins?"
They did, zestfully, each raising his glass, then sipping from it. After, Jan said: "Darrel thought he might be a little late, so I've asked Rosita to slow down dinner, Darling."
"Fine," Gil replied, dropping down beside her on the davenport and reaching for her slender, soft, hand. "I still don't know how you did it, Baby, but I'm not complaining. If Darrel told you he'd endorse my note, then he will… and you can't imagine what a happy man that makes me."
Jan returned his grateful smile, then glanced affectionately at her daughter who was wearing a smug and warm expression of her own. She sat on the arm of her brother's chair and petted the massive Wolf who lay protectively beside her, her beautiful blue eyes brimming with love and understanding, the devotion she was feeling toward all around her so obvious to her mother. Jan said: "It's not important, Darling, how a woman accomplishes a deed for her man… only that she does… especially when she loves the man as I do you…"
To Gil, her words were like sweet lilting music that he had almost given up hope of ever hearing again… and then his brain, in retrospect, recalled the beautiful episode of their lovemaking that morning, and he couldn't help but think of what it was going to be like once they were alone in bed that night.