"Maybe later," Rick croaked. He’d just had a close-up of Beth sucking Lon’s dick, for one thing — and while it was stimulating, there was the issue of second-hand cock sucking AND the issue of where that cock had just been…
"I’ll brush my teeth…" Beth grunted. "Can you squeeze them a little more?"
Beth meant her nipples, obviously. "Sure," Rick gasped. "Let’s roll over…"
"Okay…"
The timing was perfect; Lon was just getting off the far side of the bed. Toby hefted the camera and called, "Lon! Wanna get some pics of me doing your Mama?"
"Yeh. Cool!" Lon held his hand out and caught the tossed camera. "This is pretty good — head on…" Things waited a moment while Rick and Beth rolled toward Lon, putting Rick on top. Lon chuckled, "Even better!" He backed off a couple of steps and arranged a shot past Rick, who was now semi-erect, carrying Beth’s thighs on his upper arms and going at her like a battering ram. "Smile, Mama!"
Candace didn’t really want to, but she knew better than to argue — one way or another, there HAD to be a chip in that camera, even though she’d watched it being removed! She was in no position to fight or argue, though, and besides, Toby’s cock had her twat singing … It didn’t take much to get her head up and plaster a smile on her face, given the reaming she was getting!
Lon made a production of the whole thing, stretching his newly-acquired photographic skills by getting close-ups of Rick’s cock jamming away in Beth and then circling around to get several views of Toby putting the meat to his mother. Watching Mama headed for a cum was a treat that made his spent cock twitch; if he’d had anything left, he’d have pulled a boner from it — God knew he’d whacked off about a zillion times playing back memories of Mama riding some one-nighter’s dick and, yeah, imagining himself in the saddle … It was frustration over THAT that had brought on the pact in the first place; it was either find another piece to dump his rocks off in or find some sneaky way to get between Mama’s legs … Beth was doing just fine in that department; he wanted Jean, just because, but it didn’t look like anybody would be getting any more of that — and he figured that Beth would get him to the fall, when his pre-eminence in sports and his confidence and education in bedroom sports would get him pussy his own age. Yeah, with any luck he’d averted some crazy shit … He squatted down behind Toby to get a shot of his surprising monster meat sliding in and out between Mama’s floppy pussy lips. Who’d have thought that little Toby would have a horse dick?
Meanwhile, Rick was going nuts in Beth; once on top, he’d gone into overdrive, taking over control of the act from Beth and inserting a flood of vigor into it. They’d been at it for maybe thirty seconds, and Beth’s face was pinking up and she was starting to babble — sure signs that she was on her way to another orgasm. Rick was overloading, though, so he really wasn’t any too concerned over whether Beth got this one or not — by his count she was a half-dozen cums ahead of him, anyway. But having Beth talk shit as she hit her peak DID add to things…
Beth raised a joyful face to her lover rubbing his arms and shoulders and trying not to put too much weight on him while he bashed her to Heaven using what had to be the fastest stroke she had ever experienced! Rick was a dynamo — a human vibrator, or something; he had to be pounding her three times a second! The look on his face said that it wasn’t going to last, though; obviously he was close…
Well, SHE was, too! "C’mon, Sweetie! Shoot in me! I wanna feel your cum! Fill me up! Fuck that pussy! Beat it up! WAAAAA!!" Beth threw her head back, catching the latest in an uncounted series of orgasms granted by her two young lovers — and her pussy milked the last of Rick’s control away! Rick surged up, eyes bulging while his prick felt like it was going to split trying to deliver an apparently tennis ball-sized wad of semen into his lover’s pussy!
"Holy shit!" Lon, just climbing back up from behind Toby and his mother, snatched up the camera and recorded Rick’s facial expression for posterity. What a face! Lon was gonna have fun giving Rick shit about THAT!
Rick collapsed atop Beth, who kissed his cheek and crooned to him while rubbing his back with one hand and running her fingers through his sweaty curls with the other. "That was SOOOO good, Sweetie! Thank you so much!" Rick made some kind of snort, but he wasn’t going anywhere — that last push had sucked him dry for the moment.
That left Toby and Candace. Toby was taking things easy, and had managed to put off shooting once already — a serious exercise in control for someone with his experience — but the difference as far as Candace was concerned wasn’t noticeable; she was getting all the stimulation she could handle, and had an orgasm on the way! "Aww, Honey, Mama’s gonna pop!" she wailed, dropping her head on her arms and raising her ass to get a little more clit action as the big one.
Toby was ready; he saw no reason to hold things off any longer. Besides, he didn’t think he COULD! Last time, he’d just stopped for a moment, pretending to be tied up in the camera while his balls cooled down. This time, he didn’t HAVE a distraction, real or imagined — and besides, he wanted to cum, anyway! He leaned forward, grunting, going deep without cervix bashing. "Me, too!" he wheezed.
Candace’s legs started jumping and shaking and her vision whited out — stars danced before her eyes as her clit blew a circuit breaker, "AAAAWWWWWWW!!!!" Toby felt her tighten up and start to pulse and buried himself, his balls jumping to the throbbing pulse of his jetting ejaculate, "UUUUUHHHHHH!!!!"
Lon, alerted by his mother’s wail, got the shot as the pair found completion, then plopped himself on the bed. "Man, I’m bushed!"
"Yeah, me, too!" Rick echoed.
Toby said nothing, concentrating on enjoying his orgasm. Such is the way with males that he’d milked it for about as much as he was going to get and backed off while Candace was still draped across the mattress, quivering. Taking the camera from Lon, he muttered, "Thanks, Man — I’m gonna go pee…" and left the room. Once in the hall, however, he opened the camera and palmed the memory card, then ducked back in. "Here, Man, this is your mother’s," he called, tossing the camera to Lon. "I don’t need it in the bathroom…" Looking around, he added, "Why don’t you guys head home? Ma has a shift in a few hours — and tomorrow is another day…" With that, he headed out again — this time to his room, where he plopped at his computer and jammed the memory card into a card reader. Seconds later, the card was empty, and the contents were on his hard drive; another few moments to shut down his webcam setup, and he was off to REALLY take a leak.
Candace struggled up and sat on the bed. "Hon, can you hand me the camera?"
"Sure." Lon brought it over. Candace examined it without being any too overt about it — nope, no memory card … So was it still no memory card, or again, no memory card? Had there been one while they were all fucking, or not? One thing was certain — Toby wouldn’t be telling her unless it benefited him. At the very least, Toby now had something to hold over HER head; as long as she didn’t know for certain whether there WAS a chip, she was vulnerable. "We might as well all get dressed," she announced. "Beth needs her beauty sleep. I hope Toby doesn’t spend too long in the bathroom…"
Toby, wearing shorts, stuck his head in the door, "How’s it going? You guys need anything?" Suddenly, he was the old Toby — quiet, polite, a little tentative. 'Dr. Jekyll is back, I see, ' Candace thought, then added aloud. "I need to pee! Ladies first, boys!" She trotted off, leaving three chuckles.