Consenting Step Daughter

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Sandra moved her tongue up and down the crack of his ass as he fucked her mother. He pounded her a little harder and Gail moved her ass against him. Sandra could hear her mother making little gasps of pleasure as he fucked her.

“I’m riding your sweet ass,” he groaned. “I’m riding your sweet hot ass and it feels so fucking good. It feels really fucking good, you hot-assed bitch!”

Sandra found his tight little asshole with her tongue and started rimming it with quick little darts of her tongue. She could sense that Frank was driving his prick a little faster into her mother. At the same time she slipped her hand up inside of his thighs and started playing with his balls.

“Your sweet ass feels so fucking good!” Frank screamed. “It feels so damn good. Your hot little asshole feels so fucking good. I’m going to shoot my load. I’m going to fill your fucking ass with cum! You hot little bitch!”

“Not yet, baby,” Gail was moaning. “Please, not yet. Just fuck me a little longer.”

Sandra knew it was too, late. She could see Frank’s body tense as he began shooting his cum into her mother’s asshole. Gail kept shaking her ass, but it wasn’t going to do much good. Frank gave one last convulsive shudder and his prick went soft inside her. He let his prick slide out of her mother’s asshole.

“Oh shit,” Gail moaned. “I’m hot. I’m still so fucking hot!”

Sandra didn’t know how it happened but she was suddenly pulling her mother off the desk. She pulled her mother’s legs apart and put her face in the creamy softness between her mother’s thighs. She started licking up and down her wet cunthole and her mother moaned in pleasure.

“That’s right,” Frank groaned. “Eat her pussy. Eat her good!”

Sandra pushed her tongue into Gail’s pussy. Her tongue slipped deep into her mother’s cunt and moved all around the hot inside of her cuntflesh. Her tongue moved around until she found her mother’s hard little bud. She sucked it into her mouth and chewed on it softly. She kept sucking it deep into her mouth and chewing on the hard clitty. Gail was screaming with wild pleasure. Her hands came down and grabbed the back of Sandra’s head. Her ass came off the floor as she seemed to be trying to smother Sandra with her wet cunt.

“Oh shit, baby,” Gail moaned. “Oh fuck, I’m going to come. I’m going to fucking come. Oh shit, it feels so good. IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!”

Sandra kept her mouth between her mother’s legs as Gail twisted and turned in pleasure. Finally Sandra felt Gail shudder and then her mouth was filled with her mother’s juices. She swallowed loudly again and again as she sucked her mother dry.

“Oh shit,” Gail moaned. “I can’t believe it! My own daughter eating my pussy. I just can’t believe it!”

Sandra couldn’t believe it had happened either. She had just gotten carried away.

CHAPTER TEN

It was a warm night and Sandra got up with a blistering thirst. She noticed it was almost midnight by the clock on the bedside table. She wrapped a robe around her shortie nightgown and walked downstairs.

She heard the sounds as soon, as she left her room. Her mother and stepfather were going at it again. She stopped by their room and peeked in. Their bedside light was on and she could see everything. Her mother was on her hands and knees on the bed and her stepfather was fucking his stiff cock into her from behind.

For a few moments Sandra was tempted to join them. She could feel a tingly warmth inside her pussy but she didn’t go in. It seemed like she could feel a sort of resentment from Gail lately. Gail didn’t really want to share Will.

Sandra understood. It was time she found her own man to keep her content — at least enough to keep her hands off Will.

Sandra went on downstairs and got a Coke. She sat at the kitchen table and thought about how much her life had changed lately. She was also thinking of how her pussy ached. She knew it was the middle of the night and she was only half dressed but she thought that perhaps some fresh air would cool her off.

She really didn’t think anyone would be outside this late at night. She walked outside onto the porch and took a couple of deep breaths. A moment later she realized she wasn’t alone. She turned her head and saw the light of the front parch of the house next door. She could see a young man sitting on the steps of the porch. He had turned his head and he watched her.

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