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CHAPTER ONE

"Joey!" Angela Banner called from her back door, straining her voice to
overcome the noise of the lawnmower. "Come have a cold drink, darling!
You must be terribly hot!"

"Sure am, Mrs. Banner!" Joey Watson shouted back, cutting off the
engine and running to pick up his shirt where he had thrown it in the
grass.

Angela was hot too, but the heat that was bothering her had nothing to
do with the weather. Angela's house was cool and comfortable, but her
pussy was steaming, steaming with lust for the handsome young boy who
was busy mowing her lawn that hot summer day.

Angela was well aware that her desire for young Joey was wicked and
taboo. She knew that a married woman with two sons of her own had no
business dripping with lust for a teenage boy. She knew that what she
was about to do was wrong, but she had struggled with her conscience for
a long time, and her conscience had lost the struggle. She had to have
the boy, and she had to have him now.

Angela had been waiting all week for the opportunity to seduce Joey, and
today was the perfect time. Her husband Mike had taken her two sons Thad
and Randy to the lake for an afternoon of fishing. It had taken her all
week to persuade her husband to take an afternoon off from his insurance
business to spend some time with the boys. Mike didn't seem to care
about anything but his business. He devoted all his time to building the
business, living and breathing insurance. He had succeeded in making his
business the most successful in the area with his total dedication to
work. He had also succeeded in ruining his marriage.

In the happy, early years of their marriage Angela wouldn't have thought
for a moment of seducing a boy, but in the early years of their marriage
she had gotten all the fucking she could handle. Unfortunately, Mike had
lost all interest in sex. He hadn't even been able to raise a hard-on in
more than a year. The man who had once been able to drive her wild with
passion every night now came home after working all day at the office,
worked on his books for a couple of hours and fell off to sleep as soon
as he hit the sheets. Nothing Angela did could kindle a spark in him.

Angela knew that she wasn't to blame for Mike's total lack of interest
in sex. She was still just as beautiful and seductive as she had been
twenty years ago. If anything, she had improved with age. Mike had
chosen to devote himself totally to his work and nothing she could do or
say would change him. Angela didn't want a divorce. Mike was a good
provider, and when he found the time, he could be a good father. As far
as Thad and Randy knew, nothing was wrong at home, although they both
wished they could have more time with their father.

Angela had considered looking to another man for sexual satisfaction,
lout had decided that that was out of the question. In the close-knit
little community of Carterville, any extramarital affair soon became the
subject of vicious gossip. The people of Carterville would be shocked
and enraged to find that their head librarian was having an affair. Her
fellow townspeople might suspect her of having an affair with another
man if she gave them half a chance, but how could they possibly suspect
her of having an affair with a teenage boy? Things like that simply
didn't happen in Carterville.

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Mother With The Hots by Kathy Andrews


Chapter 1


The water was slightly above 100 degrees Fahrenheit.

She sat in it to her neck, feeling the sensual heat wash about her.
Leaning her head back on the deck, her arms up, Marilyn sighed in
pleasure.

Around her were the tall pines and the green, rolling hills. There was
even a small stream a few yards away. Birds chirped and sang in the tree
branches.

And Marilyn's cunt was hotter than the water.

She was naked as usual. She loved to sit in the hot tub on fine spring
days and especially enjoyed being outside without clothes on. It gave
her a sense of freedom and, she admitted to herself, a glorious feeling
of wickedness. No one could see her--they were miles from any other home
here in the foothills. No one ever came around, not even hunters. There
was no game here to attract them and the only road nearby was the one
leading to their home.

Marilyn had gotten this house in her divorce settlement, along with
alimony for two years. Also, she had custody of her son, Donny. Her
ex-husband had not fought very hard and for that she was glad. The
divorce had been almost friendly. But any love she had for her husband
was long gone, as his was for her. As usual, they never learned what
went wrong.

Six months was a long time for Marilyn to do without a cock. If she had
her choice she would fuck every day--morning, noon, and night. But now
she had no choice. She did, however, have her hands and fingers.

As the early afternoon sun burned down onto her, she shoved a hand along
her swelling, shapely tits just beneath the hot water. Her flesh was
very smooth, like satin. Cupping her tit for a moment, she squeezed the
firmness, feeling her nipple press into her palm. A tingle of pleasure
rippled down her stomach to her cunt and she felt her clitoris swelling.

Moving her hand downward, she ran her fingers through the bushy
thickness of her cunt hair. Parting her thighs, she probed lightly upon
her knotted clitoris, sliding her finger down and into the slippery
tightness of her pussy.

Marilyn loved to caress herself this way, outside in the hot tub with
the sun hot enough to make her sweat. She loved feeling and probing her
body with the fresh air around her.

Yet, if she had a choice, she would prefer a man's hands moving about
her sensitive flesh. A man with a beautiful cock she could massage,
squeeze, and stroke into lovely hardness; watch the head become round;
the piss hole dripping against her palm.

But there was no man here or anyplace else.

The only male around was Donny, but he didn't count. He was too young in
the first place and in the second place, he was her son. That was the
order in which she assigned him--first too young, second being her son.
She never thought it strange to think of Donny that way but nothing
would ever happen between them. Donny really was too young to be
interested in girls and he was much too involved with his butterfly
collection.

She could sit naked in the hot tub all day and her son would never see
her body, not even if he stood next to her. That is, she didn't think
so. Not that Marilyn had any intention of doing anything with her son.
But if she were so inclined they were certainly in a remote enough area
for it.

She slipped her finger into her cunt and sighed, her eyes closed as she
leaned on the deck. Moving her finger in and out of her tight cunt, she
fantasized about a man, any man, coming upon her and fucking her.

From an upstairs window, Donny was peeking down at his mother, unknown
to her. Maybe she thought he was too young, not interested in girls, but
Marilyn was wrong. Feeling the first stirrings of sexual desire, Donny
peeked at his mother all the time. He enjoyed looking at her, it made
his cock hard.

He could barely see the outline of her tits under the clear water, and
his cock was pressing against his shorts with tingling hardness. He
didn't know what she was doing with her hand under the water, but he
imagined she was sticking a finger into her pussy. He liked to think of
his mother doing that when he watched her in the tub. When he thought of
his mother shoving her finger up her cunt, he didn't feel so guilty
about jacking off. To his way of thinking, if his mother could do it, so
could he.

He had never really seen his mother naked. She was always in the water
before he saw her. But he knew she was naked though, because he could
always see her tits shimmering under the surface. Still, no matter how
hard he tried, he could never catch her naked.

Donny had seen a girl naked before though. She lived a mile and a half
away in another house almost as isolated as this one. She enjoyed having
him look at her body, but they had never had the nerve to touch each
other.

With the desire to see his mother's body, Donny went downstairs and out
onto the redwood deck. He sprawled into one of the chairs near a table,
looking at his mother.

Hearing her son come out, Marilyn quickly removed her finger from her
gripping cunt and smiled up at him. He sat with his legs wide, his ass
shoved down on the chair. Marilyn almost asked her son to get into the
hot tub with her before she remembered she was naked.

It had become a habit not to wear any clothes and a few times she had
completely forgotten about it.

She smiled at him, her eyes seeing his young, handsome face with the
deep brown eyes. As young as he was, he was tall and had a good body.
His shorts, the loose-legged type, rode low on his stomach. As she
looked at him, she allowed herself a tantalizing peek between his
thighs. A light glowed in her eyes as she thought she could see the tip
of his cock. She strained here eyes, and a soft gasp bubbled from her.

That was his cock she could see!

Her eyes unfocused for a moment as a tingle rippled up and down her
body. When her vision cleared she gazed at her son, seeing the head of
his cock clearly. She wondered if Donny knew what she could see, if he
had sat that way deliberately. He had his hands behind his head and face
was turned into the sun, eyes close. But they weren't closed all the
way, he was peeking at his mother from slitted eyes, and he knew where
she was looking.

Marilyn gazed at the head of her son's cock, believing his eyes were
closed. She looked openly, desire coming into her eyes. She gasped again
as she saw his cock starting to swell. The head seemed to poke out a bit
farther until she saw every smooth bit of it. There was a churning
sensation between her thighs and she moved her hand back under the hot
water and to her cunt. Gazing at the head of her son's cock, she began
to rub her hand up and down her cunt.

Marilyn began to experience small but very pleasurable orgasms as she
peered at Donny's cock. She could see one of his precious balls there
too and this increased her burning desire. A finger slipped into her
cunt and she hid to stifle a groan of delight.

After a few minutes she thought Donny had fallen asleep. He had often
dozed out here, and the way his chest rose and fell evenly now she was
sure he was sleeping. She wanted to get out of the tub for a while, but
as long as Donny was there she couldn't. She had not brought her robe
out with her, and her large towel was on the table at his side. She
couldn't possibly get to it before he woke up.

Suddenly, with a silent giggle of wicked pleasure, Marilyn decided to
take the chance. Even if Donny wasn't sleeping, it wouldn't matter. If
he saw her naked body, it would make no difference. He was still almost
a baby, she thought. Even if his cock was almost hard, he was still a
baby to her.

Being as quiet as she could; not splashing any water; Marilyn lifted
herself from the tub.

From his slitted eyes, Donny saw his mother's tits. They were so full
and tight, there was hardly any movement to them. Her nipples were very
hard and long, he saw. As she stood up, his slitted eyes gazed at her
flat stomach--then fixed upon that thick patch of hair. The hair was
dark and curly, and he was disappointed that her cunt was so well
concealed.

Reaching for the towel, Marilyn turned her back to her son before she
wrapped it about her. Donny saw his mother's swelling, shapely ass
cheeks, and the first word that came to his mind was "bubble". Her ass
was like two beautiful bubbles, he though. There was a tingling in his
balls and his cock arched up into full hardness. He watched his mother
wrap the towel around her body and start into the house. Her legs were
very long and smooth, and they excited him very much.

Donny was young, certainly, but he knew all about putting his cock into
a girl's cunt. Like most boys, he had learned about that in school from
his friends. He wondered what it would be like to have his cock inside
his mother's cunt.

Inside the house, Marilyn felt deliciously warm and all tingly. She had
been naked and close enough to her son to touch him. And his cock--Oh
his cock! It had been almost hard, she thought as she walked up the
stairs to her bedroom. It was amazing to her that Donny's cock was so
big. "How could a boy as young as he was have such a large cock?" she
wondered.

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Chapter 1


Sabrina tossed the sheets from her sweating body.

The lighted digital clock on her bedside table indicated three in the
morning.

She was perspiring heavily, and the images of her dream still swirled
around in her mind.

With a moan she flung her arm over her eyes in an attempt to blot the
scenes away. But they remained, as she knew they would. Nothing would
make them go away, nothing.

The dreams had started two weeks ago and came to her every night without
fail.

This one had been particularly bad for her.

She had been driven in her car to a desolate spot outside of town. There
she was taken before a group of boys and girls sitting around a huge
campfire. She had not known any of the boys and girls, they were all
complete strangers to her. The only person she had known was the one who
had driven her--her son.

As dreams often are, there were no explanations of how she had gotten
into the car, whether willingly or not. So much was missing from the
dream, she had so many questions. Why her son had driven her to this
strange gathering was another mystery to her. Why he was even involved
made no sense to her.

After arriving at the bonfire, her son had taken her arm and pulled her
near the fire, standing her in front of the boys and girls. Although
there was conversation, Sabrina could not make out words or else she did
not remember them. That part came later in the dream.

She had been forced to stand there, outlined by the flames behind her.
Why she was being forced she had no idea, nor did she understand why she
had allowed it to happen. The boys and girls were all dressed in shorts,
but the girls wore no tops. Their tits were naked and free, with rigid
nipples, their flesh glowing in the reflection of the fire. Even her son
wore shorts and she wanted to call him as he took his place next to a
beautiful girl with lovely tits. She had tried to speak, but found her
voice was gone.

As she lay in the darkness of her bedroom, the sheets at the foot of the
bed, her body soaked with sweat, she recalled the rest of the dream,
feeling shamed and humiliated.

She had stood before the group of boys and girls for what seemed hours,
without any control over her legs, wishing she could walk away, leave
them. Her hands seemed frozen at her hips, and although she held her
head high, tears of degradation had streamed from her light-blue eyes.

"Take 'em off!" came a harsh demand.

As if she had been rehearsed, Sabrina had opened her blouse and removed
it. Then at the command of some unseen girl, she had unhooked her bra
and let it fall. In the dream, her blouse and bra fell into the flames.

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Laura Nichols could see the crotch of the girl clearly.

If she could see so could Mike. Glancing at her son, she saw his eyes
gleaming. He was peeking without shame between the smooth knees of
Janey. The glance was quick. Mike sat beside Laura at the small table
of the ice cream store. Janey was perhaps five feet away, sitting and
talking with another girl.

Laura watched Janey closely, and soon realised the girl was fully aware
of her exposure. Not only aware but intentionally making it obvious.
She would laugh and giggle and squirm in the small white chair,
spreading her knees in a way that would, to some, appear accidental in
her exuberance. But Laura had seen those sparkling eyes peek at Mike.

Her son was fascinated with Janey, Laura knew. He had been for some
months. It was easy to see why he was fascinated.

Janey was a beautiful girl, slender with honey-blonde hair and creamy
skin. She was popular in school and seemed to be friendly with
everyone. Her personality was bubbly and outgoing. Janey was the
typical California girl, perhaps a bit more. She was well tanned, and
her body exquisite.

At the moment, Janey wore a very tight light-blue T-shirt. Her
succulent tits were moulded, outlined by the garment, and from the way
her nipples protruded, Laura knew very well that she was not wearing a
bra. Her tits were sweetly shaped. The skirt she wore must have came
from the sixties, it was so short. But then, if any girl had the body
for a micro skin, it was Janey. Her legs were long, slender, inviting
the eye. The golden color of them testified to her love of sunshine.

Yes, it was understandable why her son was fascinated by Janey. Any boy
would be, especially at Mike's age when the juices were running, his
desires growing.

She vaguely wondered if Mike had ever fucked a girl. He was, to her,
still quite young.

Gazing toward Janey, she saw the girl pretend to lose her balance on
the chair. One leg shot out, and the whole of Janey's crotch became
blatantly visible. The crotch of her panties seemed as tight as her T-
shirt, Laura thought. Her panties were a pale green.

Before she could stop herself, Laura glanced down at her son's lap, and
noticed his cock was straining at his pants. An unexpected ripple moved
up and down her spine, and she recognised it as erotic excitement.
Shivering, she pulled her eyes from Mike's crotch and looked boldly at
Janey.

Janey was the same age as Mike. They had grown up with each other,
practically. Although they had not been all that close, each with
separate friends, Laura saw the attraction between the two now. She
thought Janey was somewhat of a tease, wearing her short shorts and
those T-shirts that left nothing to the imagination. But she could not
help liking the girl anyway. No one could help liking Janey.

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Daddy's Naughty Daughters by Bob Wallace


Chapter 1


Crissy Adams squirmed in bed and sighed. She opened her eyes and
squinted against the morning sun shining in through the curtains of her
bedroom window.

"Oooooh," she murmured softly, gliding her hands under the sheet. A hot
shiver swept over her hot virgin body as her hands settled on her small
plump tits.

Her nipples hardened and a tremor in her pussy made her hips jerk.
Eager and hot, she kicked off the sheet and pulled her pink baby-doll
nightie from her lithe virgin body.

Shaking, she caressed her bare tits, her breathing shallow, raspy. Her
smooth silky flesh felt as if it were on fire.

"Oh, damn," she muttered, writhing on her back. Her glassy blue eyes
stared down at her tits and massaging fingers. It was almost as if she
were watching someone else fondle her creamy tit mounds. She squeezed
them and moaned, her thighs clapping tightly together, the squishy
cream of her pussy soaking the crotch of her panties.

With one hand still caressing and massaging her plump tits, Crissy
moved her other hand to her pink bikini bottoms. Teasing herself, she
slipped her hand into her panties and played with the soft silky hair
of her blonde-thatched virgin pussy. Her breath caught in her throat
and she spread her legs.

"Mmmm," she purred, dipping one finger through the wet slippery gash of
her cunt. "Oooooh!" Her hips jerked up as the tip of her finger glided
over her blood-filled sensitive clit. "Unnnn!"

Trembling, she stroked her pussy, the tip of her tongue flicking over
her Parted lips to keep them moist as she gasped air into her lungs.
Warm pussy-cream drenched her urgent fingers and the sweet scent of her
turned-on pussy drifted up to make her head spin.

Panting, she tore off her panties, exposing her bare pussy. She closed
her eyes, pretending her father was at the foot of the bed watching
her. "Ooooh, Daddy. Look at me." It was a hoarse whisper of
desperation.

She spread her legs wide, parted the satiny folds of her cunt and
rolled her hips. The red glistening slit of her virgin fuckhole was
completely displayed. "I'm so wet, Daddy," she whispered. She pinched
her clit and shuddered as tiny spasms rippled through her writhing
body.

Whimpering, Crissy rolled over onto her belly. She pressed her tits
against the mattress, her nipples pleasurably sore as she rubbed them
against the sheet. "Un ... un ... un."

Keeping her legs spread, Crissy reached around, and she parted the
cheeks of her firm heart-shaped ass. "Look, Daddy," she moaned, her
words muffled against a pillow. She exposed her wrinkled pinkish-brown
asshole and squirmed.

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Family Peepers by David Crane


Chapter 1


Virginia Hightower was giving her teenaged son a good look at her
pussy, and getting really turned on in the process. She had always been
an exhibitionist and had been thinking a great deal about exposing
herself to the youth, but this was the first time she had actually done
it.

Her husband and daughter had both gone out and Virginia was alone in
the house with Jimmy. The handsome boy had been sitting in the living
room, reading a magazine, and Virginia had decided that this was the
time to make her fantasies reality. She knew that Jimmy was a horny
young man, because she had found sticky evidence of hand-jobs on his
bed sheets and in the bathroom. She knew it would excite him
tremendously to sneak a look at her cunt and that, in turn, excited
Virginia.

She had undressed upstairs, first, removing the slacks and sweater that
concealed her voluptuous body. Then she had drawn black silk stockings
up her shapely legs and fastened them to a sexy garter belt. She had
selected a frilly, semi-transparent negligee and drawn that over her
naked form, then stood before the full-length mirror, admiring herself
and imagining just how her son would react to the sight.

Virginia, in her mid-thirties, was still every bit as sexy as she had
been in her promiscuous teenage years. It made her hot just to look at
herself, narcissism combining with her exhibitionist tendencies. Her
green eyes glowed as she gazed at her reflection. The silken negligee
clung to her curves, draped from her big, thrusting tits. Her stiff
nipples stood out in twin peaks on the creamy mounds and she could
faintly see the ovals of her areolas through the material. Her eyes
lowered and she smiled, noticing that the outline of her bushy cunt
mound could also be glimpsed through the semi-transparent and
provocative garment.

She turned and looked back over her shoulder, pleased by the way the
negligee clung to her heart-shaped ass. Turning to face the mirror
again, she slowly drew the hem of her nightie up her flat belly,
exposing her golden pussy triangle. Her crotch was a jungle of curly
blonde hair, spreading out widely across her loins.

She dipped at the knees and parted her thighs, staring at her pussy.
Her cunt lips were unfurled like the petals of a moist, fleshy flower.
Her open slot was creamy and her stiff clit stood out like a stump in a
swamp.

Virginia slid a hand up the sleek flesh of her inner thigh, then
brushed her fingertips across her pussy. She shuddered at the
sensation. Her lush hips jerked and she pumped her belly in and out in
a fucking motion as she lovingly fingered her tingling clit.

"Ummmm" she purred as that stiff nugget swelled and rippled against her
caressing fingers.

Although she had a handsome husband with a huge prick and plenty of
sexual stamina, Virginia still finger-fucked herself a lot. She enjoyed
her own body, her own private caresses. But then, Virginia was a woman
who enjoyed anything and everything that had to do with sex.

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Billy's Hot Mom by Kathy Andrews


Chapter 1


Donna waggled her ass, moving her hands up and down her body.

Billy sat watching, his cock throbbing inside his pants, his eyes big
and round, glittering with excitement. The very long, very slender legs
of his mother moved snake-like as she turned and danced slowly. Her ass
bunched and relaxed.

Donna wasn't really a dancer, but she loved to dance this way at home,
privately, with only her son watching. She had a natural sense of
rhythm that was sensuous and arousing, her movements more like fucking
rather than dancing. The sway of her hips, the twist of her shoulders,
the way she thrust her firm, shapely tits, invited the eye and,
perhaps, a hand.

As she moved about the floor, she watched her son. Her eyes, too, were
glittering, hot with excitement. Her tits looked ready to pop from her
blouse, the creamy valley between showing. A light shrug, and a nipple
just might escape, which was what Billy hoped for.

Donna's blouse was open almost to her waist, and it was obvious she was
naked under it. Her tits, though firm and tight-looking, jiggled
slightly in movement. Her hips, encased in a pair of white, very tight
shorts, writhed and made grinding motions. The crotch was very tight,
pulled into the slit of her cunt, molding the pussy lips, bulging
slightly. When she twirled her ass in his direction, Billy watched
those compact asscheeks, seeing the lower half, the white flesh
contrasting deliciously with the tan of her thighs. Donna's ass was
quite shapely, too, with the asscheeks swelling in mouth-watering
sweetness.

This wasn't the first time she had danced before her son with such
erotic, teasing movements. She had danced for him many, many times. She
loved watching his cock become hard inside his pants, knowing he wanted
to stick it to her, to fuck her. Turning her young son on, knowing he
was ready to shove his hard cock up her cunt, excited Donna
tremendously. She loved to turn people on with her body, yet she was by
no means a prick-teaser.

With eyes gazing steadily and significantly upon her son's bulging
cock, Donna faced Billy, her hips revolving slowly. She licked at her
full lips, running her hands up and down her hips. Her nipples stood
out with rubbery hardness, pointing against the thin blouse. She curled
her fingers around her tits for a moment. A slight squeeze of her
fingers made her nipples become more pronounced. Billy gasped softly as
he stared at them. He sat on the couch making no effort to conceal his
obvious hard-on. He was slumped forward slightly, his knees open, hands
resting on the cushions at his hips.

Squeezing her tits was something else Donna had done before with her
son watching. What she did next, however, was different. With her eyes
glowing, lips parted as she panted softly, Donna for the first time
caressed her hands down along her lower stomach. She slowly moved her
fingers about the bulge of her cunt, her hips revolving in slow motion.
The gasp from her son ...encouraged Donna.

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Three Sucking Daughters by Dan Reagan


Chapter 1


"Mom would sure shit if she knew we were playing with our pussies," Eva
Ward giggled.

Sally Ward, their mother, felt a shock run down her body to her clit.
She had left the house, saying she was going to the store, but she had
forgotten her grocery list.

Sally had no idea that her sexy young daughters had started playing
stinky finger. The three girls were so very young, Eva thirteen, Fay
eleven, and little Jan only nine. Eva was the only one that even had
hair on her pussy.

The door was not quite closed, and Sally crept up to the crack and
peered through. Her worst suspicions were realized. Another shock raced
down to her cunt. Her husband Dan had not been giving her much prick
lately, and she was horny, too. Her clit stiffened.

Her pretty daughters sat in a circle on Eva's bed, slim young thighs
opened wide. Their thin nighties displayed their bodies provocatively.
Their cute pointy tits were out of their nightie tops, and each girl
had her left hand on her tits. Their right hands were fastened to their
cunts.

For being sisters the girls did not look much alike. Only their facial
features were similar. Sally was dark headed and Dan was blond, and the
daughters had hair color that varied. Eva's tresses were almost as dark
as Sally's. Fay had in-between hair, partly blonde, and Jan was the
real blonde.

"This is fun, doing our pussy thing together," Fay said.

"Yes, I want to see you girls cum," Jan giggled.

"Cumming is where it's at," Fay chirped, her hand moving faster on her
uptilted pussy. "Mom'll be gone a long time, so we can cum a lot of
times."

Sally shuddered, her cunt juice wetting the crotch of her panties.

Sally and Dan were strict with their growing daughters. They couldn't
go out at night, and they couldn't date.

Where did they learn to talk like whores? Sally wondered. Her girls
were smart--all three drew good grades, they didn't goof off with the
books. They swam in the family pool, had girl friends over, went to
afternoon movies. They had seemed like normal teenagers.

And here they were, sprawled out on Eva's bed, watching each other play
with cunts and tits. Awful. Sally had to stop it somehow. She would not
interrupt them, though.

Sally knew that when it was over she would have to jerk her own cunt
till she had relief. Dan hadn't fucked her in two weeks. Sally was
healthy, red-blooded, and very attractive. She had fine, thrusting
tits, long legs, a rounded ass and a face that most women in town
really envied. Sally did not look old enough to have three girls old
enough to start cunt play.

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