Before Stacy could move her mouth down to her father's heavy sac, he and Betty stopped kissing. He said he was in the mood for some pussy lapping, then added, "I won't even attempt to guess who owns the mouth and tongue down there, but I will say she's an expert!"
Stacy caught herself just in time to keep from saying thanks. She lifted and watched as Betty straddled his head and lowered her crotch down over his face. Stacy saw her father's tongue lick Betty's cunt, then his fingers grasp Betty's firm asscheeks. She also heard little moans spilling from Betty's lips. She suddenly wondered at what point her father was supposed to remove the blindfold. When he failed to guess the identity of his partners? Again she found herself wishing Betty wasn't there.
Stacy's father moved his legs helpfully when she moved down to get at his nuts with her mouth and tongue. She kissed and tongued his inner thighs first, remembering how much she enjoyed such oral attentions. She licked the bag and sucked a testicle into her mouth. Just as she pushed the ball out with her tongue, intending to give the other one the same lavish treatment, she felt the bed shaking and saw Betty bouncing and wriggling through an orgasm.
She licked up along the underside of the poking cock, engulfed the head and sucked, sensing she'd soon be asked to change places with Betty. She was ready, too. She was getting very close to starting on the blissful journey toward a climax. She was even tempted to impale herself on the big beauty. It was only fair that she gave Betty a chance to do some sucking, though. Hell, if it weren't for Betty the glorious happening wouldn't even be taking place!
As soon as Betty lifted and rolled away from Stacy's father's face, he licked his wet lips, and said, "Why don't you hot-ass gals switch around? I'd like to return the favor to the one doing such a damned good job of sucking my cock!"
Stacy and Betty were moving before he finished speaking. Stacy didn't give him her pussy to lap right away, though. She waited until Betty was sucking his cock. She was afraid she might be jealous and she wanted to find out one way or the other. She was pleased to discover she only felt a strange kind of happiness for her father. She wanted him to have all the pleasure possible and she could tell he liked the way Betty gave a blowjob. She just hoped he didn't shoot off in Betty's greedily sucking mouth.
"The one sucking my cock now is damned good, too," Stacy's father said. He chuckled. "I don't want to slight anyone!"
He'd reached out and found Stacy with a hand. He was caressing her poking, hard-tipped titties. She impulsively leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. There was a faint taste of Betty's cuntal secretions. He jabbed his hot tongue into Stacy's mouth and she tingled right down to her toes. God, but it was great to be French-kissing her handsome father!
He broke the feverish, tongue-lashing kiss, then told her to give him her snatch. She did, hurriedly, and excitedly ground her moist cunt lips down on his open mouth. His slippery tongue snaked into her quivering twat and she lifted enough to allow him to breath. He swabbed the wet walls, his fingers gripping her ass, and she moved in such a way as to make it easier for him to get at her stiffened clitoris.
He lapped the sensitive organ, then got his lips around the hard bump of flesh and sucked greedily. He was damned good at the intimate oral act, it felt wonderful, but the fact it was her father going down on her added greatly to her pleasure. Her horny father actually had his tongue in her twat!
Stacy spasmed within thirty seconds. She bounced and squirmed, jerked and jolted, and didn't try to keep the little whimpering cries of ecstasy from spilling from between her parted lips. He kept sucking, gulping, and swallowing long after she'd become still and silent. She was reluctant to remove her twitching pussy from his mouth until she thought about the glorious fact she still had his lovely cock to sample with her palpitating cunt.
As soon as Stacy lifted and swung away from her father's head, Betty stopped sucking his cock, got out of the way, and motioned for Stacy to mount him. Smiling her thanks, Stacy quickly straddled her father and guided his jutting rod into her hot, juicy snatch, keeping her weight on her knees and bracing on her hands and arms.
She lowered slowly, thrilling to every inch of the magnificent cock as it pushed past the clinging folds of sensitive cunt flesh. When she'd captured it all, she gave a little sigh of pure, unadulterated bliss. Oh, God! She actually had her dear father's truly wonderful cock buried balls deep in her quivering cunt! Sweet Jesus! She was finally actually fucking her darling father! She was doing something she'd dreamed about for a long, long time. Maybe for years!
Stacy had started moving up and down, up and down, slowly and deliberately, all of her senses focused upon the huge, slippery pole sliding in deep, then almost out of her clinging, clasping cunt. It was almost as if she'd died and gone to heaven. She was coming already! She'd just started and she was already about to climax!
She saw the pleasure registering on her father's face. She had to fight the wild urge to rip the blindfold from his eyes and let him see the glorious pleasure registering on her own features. What would he say if he saw he was being fucked by his own daughter? Would it detract from his enjoyment? Or add to it?
Stacy had been bouncing faster and faster, hoping to feel the hot jism spurting into her hot cunt when she spasmed, at the same time not wanting her father's cock to lose its hardness. She got one of her wishes. When she'd settled down after an orgasm that'd been heavenly and left her breathless, her father hadn't climaxed, and his cock was still rock hard.
Betty tapped Stacy on her ass demandingly. Stacy didn't want to relinquish her father's poking prick without feeling it spurt, and she was already eager to take another delightful trip, but she knew she had to be fair with Betty. She dismounted, and watched as Betty quickly took her place.
Again she was happy for her father. She knew Betty was a good fuck, as well as being an expert at sucking either a cock or a cunt, and she could tell he was enjoying himself tremendously. She only wished she could tell him to save his load for her.
As it turned out, there was no need for Stacy to be so concerned. After Betty had bounced through an orgasm, and it only took a couple of minutes, the cock was still thrusting proudly when she dismounted.
Stacy quickly impaled herself once again. The climaxes she'd already enjoyed had calmed her down a great deal. She began fucking slowly, clamping down on the hard shaft while moving, trying to milk the jism out with her inner muscles.
She felt Betty getting behind her, kissing her humping ass. She leaned forward, mashed her taut-tipped breasts against her father's chest, and glued her mouth to his parted lips. He returned her feverish kiss, and soon they were taking turns nibbling at each other's inner lips.
Betty went lower and nuzzled her face down to where she could get her tongue on their joined genitals. Stacy began leaving her ass lifted longer on the upstroke, giving Betty a chance to get more licks in at the exposed cock. She knew the juices from her heated cunt were being lapped up and swallowed, and she suddenly wanted to change places with Betty. She had the crazy thought things might work out so she and her father and her mother could make the threesome scene. After all, she and her mother both liked to eat pussy.
Stacy pulled her mouth from her father's and swung from his thrusting tool. She made Betty understand what she wanted to do by making motions. Betty seemed very happy to go along with the new arrangement.
Getting a big bang out of tonguing the tangy-tasting sex organs, Stacy again thought about how it might turn out so she could also have sex with her lovely mother. The idea didn't seem all that crazy or preposterous while she was down licking her father's slippery cock, his balls, wet with cunt juice, and Betty's clinging pussy lips.