Both of them were arched deep—backs bowed perfectly, asses presented high like offerings to so lord, thighs spread wide on the bed, pussies and assholes completely exposed and glistening.
The view was pure heaven.
On the left, Tiffany—her wider, motherly hips flared dramatic, that fat ass I’d just eaten still wet and shining with her juices and my spit, cheeks plump and red from my slaps.
On the right, her sweet daughter Brittany—as slutty as her mom, if not more—ready to give anything I wanted, her younger, tighter curves begging just as hard.
Man, this was a fucking dream co true.
Both mom and daughter thick as hell—bodies built to be railed from night to morning and still crave more the next day. Both horny as hell, pussies getting wetter just from knowing what was about to co, dripping in anticipation.
I started with Brittany this ti—fair play, since I’d just made Tiffany scream minutes ago. Brittany deserved to get even with her hot mother.
I grabbed her cheeks hard—spreading them wide, fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh, opening her fully right in front of Tiffany. How she’d moan, beg, lose it while her mom watched her little girl get devoured by the guy she barely knew two days ago. What a dream.
I went in—starting with her pussy, already twitching and leaking. Tongue flat and deep, licking everything—slow drags from clit to entrance, then plunging inside, fucking her with it, tasting her fresh sweetness.
She moaned instant—"Aahh... Alex..."—legs weakening, thighs quivering as I bit lightly down there, grazing her lips and clit just enough to make her jolt.
Then higher—her asshole, the one I’d taken yesterday, already begging for more today. I circled the tight ring slow, then pushed in deep, tongue-fucking it hard while she pushed back greedy.
She liked getting fucked in her ass—got that trait straight from her mom. Both mother and daughter lustful as hell, built for rough, filthy pleasure. I didn’t mind one bit.
She moaned louder—"Ahh... Alex... not that hard, please..."—trying to play sweet little baby for her mom, like she just wanted gentle, normal.
To hell with that.
I was making sure she showed her true colors—her real inner slut screaming for to destroy that sweet, thickening body.
I ate her harder—tongue thrusting wild between both holes, biting her cheeks, slapping them sharp to make her yelp and push back more.
Tiffany watched—eyes dark, biting her lip hard, hand drifting slow between her own thighs as her daughter moaned louder, breaking completely in front of her.
Brittany couldn’t pretend anymore—"Fuck... yes... eat my ass... harder..."—voice wrecked, hips grinding back desperate against my mouth, sha burning her face red as she begged right in front of her mother.
I looked up to the front, where both their faces were—Brittany dying of sha, asking to eat her ass harder while her mom watched, and Tiffany staring at this slutty version of her daughter, her own pussy getting wetter from the sight. It turned her on even more, seeing Brittany beg a stranger they both barely knew.
Tiffany leaned in slow—starting with soft kisses on Brittany’s flushed cheek.
"Ahh... Mom..." Brittany moaned, eyes closing, cheeks reddening deeper from her mother’s lips.
Tiffany got lustier—biting lightly, then licking her daughter’s cheek before moving to her lips, tongue tracing slow, teasing.
"Co here, baby," Tiffany moaned, voice thick with heat.
Tiffany was lost to it—she couldn’t think straight anymore, too overwheld even after everything we’d done, giving in completely to the pleasure.
I started fingering both their pussies—two fingers deep in each, thrusting steady at the spots that made them clench and gush, watching ahead as Tiffany kissed her daughter deeper.
Soon Brittany joined—leaning in desperate, kissing her mom’s lips harder, losing all control and sha, biting her lower lip as they both moaned wet and filthy into each other’s mouths—tongues tangling ssy, spit trailing.
I watched them for a while—losing to sha, doing filthy wet kisses, fuck, it all made lose control of my dick. It throbbed hard, dying to join, not just watch.
I stood up fast, moved in front of both, and knelt down—cock right at their faces, thick and leaking, pulsing inches away.
They both stopped kissing—lips swollen, connected by a thin string of spit—and looked at my dick, then up at . Broken lust faces—eyes glassy, cheeks flushed, ready to do whatever the hell I wanted, however I wanted.
Mother and daughter on their knees for .
Pure power.
I tangled fingers in both their hair, guiding them closer.
"Now... share," I growled.
And they did—without hesitation, tongues out, ready for .
I pushed my hard, throbbing dick first into Brittany’s mouth—just a single deep push, letting her take half my length. Tiffany watched up close, eyes wide and dark, as I made her daughter eat my cock, saliva still dripping from their earlier kisses down Brittany’s chin.
Brittany looked straight into my eyes—broken lust, no sha, sucking greedy like she was starving for it.
Then I pulled back slow—wet pop echoing—and slid into Tiffany’s mouth. She took deeper on instinct, throat opening, moaning around as her daughter watched.
Fuck, both their mouths were warm, wet heaven—saliva coating thick, tongues swirling desperate, no difference in how perfectly they worshipped.
I kept fucking their mouths smooth—alternating slow thrusts, pulling out to slap my slick cock on their outstretched tongues, watching them gasp and beg with their eyes.
"Kiss each other," I ordered, holding my dick just above.
They looked at each other—shaless now, eyes burning—and crashed together hard, lips locking ssy in front of my cock, tongues tangling filthy, saliva mixing and dripping down their chins onto their heaving tits.
Damn, the view was unimaginable—mother and daughter making out sloppy, broken and hungry, while my cock hovered above, throbbing at the sight.
I slapped it down between their joined lips—wet smacks as they licked both sides, tongues fighting over , moaning into each other.
They were both eating my cock like it was the last lollipop left in the world—damn, thick, wet, hungry tongues swirling and fighting over every inch, lips stretching wide, saliva dripping down my shaft and balls in ssy strings.
I held their heads firm—fingers tangled in blonde hair, guiding them deeper, thrusting slow between their joined mouths while they devoured , moaning nonstop, eyes locked up at with pure, broken need.
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