It was a long day, and it was only two in the afternoon. I spent the morning and early afternoon at a development meeting. A dozen people throwing ideas for a new sitcom - some of them good. I was in favor of an old friend. The meeting had lasted five hours and nothing had been done. I had a headache.
I entered the house without waiting. Sometimes you come home knowing who’s there and what they’re probably doing - watching TV, surfing the net, sleeping, whatever. Today I wasn’t aware of my surroundings. My mind was trying to face the whirlwind of thoughts that the meeting had generated. By entering the house, my first thought was to have a beer.
I turned left and went to the kitchen. I heard a laugh from the room. A young laugh and a not so young laugh. I wondered what my girlfriend was doing. It wasn’t normal for her to have a friend or two. It wasn’t old enough to be a friend. I turned and went to the room.
Suddenly, I was surprised by my girlfriend coming out of the room. I wasn’t surprised she got out of the room, but I was surprised by what she was wearing. Her clothes were made up of only two flowery scarves. One was drowned at his right hip and cut through his upper thigh on a bias that ended his left knee. The other scarf had been knotted in the middle and then tied around the back to form an impromptu bra.
Grace stopped while she saw me standing there and, first, her eyes opened wide and a hand went up to her mouth when my presence led her, then she smiled and came to me. I looked on his shoulder like a young voice said:
“Graceeeeeee! I can’t get the top to stand up!”
My jaw fell when I looked at my thirteen-year-old niece in the hallway. She was dressed like Grace, except for a difference. She had her head down and tried to break a knot in what was supposed to be her top, but it was currently her size and she was there half naked. She is a little girl, often confused for several years younger than she really is. She has long, straight hair, ash blond; sunflower blue eyes; and a generous mouth with full and generous lips. She was gonna be a whore, what she was doing to me right now.
She was well in her development and she has a beautiful pair of conical breasts, wrapped in pale, pink halo and nipples. I had more and more fantasies about my niece. Very luxurious fantasies. My girlfriend knew my desires and she fed them with her bisexuals. Grace and Chris got close by and I wondered how close they would be. I knew my girlfriend’s taste and hunger.
My thoughts were cut when Chris looked at me and saw me standing there. She froze like a deer in the headlight. His eyes open; his mouth opened as wide; and the color rose in his face. Regaining her senses, she shook and brought her hands to cover her little breasts, then turned back into the bedroom.
I leaned a little to focus on Grace’s face.
“What are you doing?”
“Jouer dresses, you idiot!” Grace answered and laughed. She leaned closer and murmured: “What better way to see the little naked minx.”
I groaned and felt my tail stirred. Grace gave me a peck on my lips and returned to the room. I heard a whispering and laughing noise from Grace. I heard Chris say it wasn’t funny and they both started laughing. I turned and left for the den.
All the thoughts of having a beer washed out of my mind. I didn’t even think about the morning meeting. The vision of my half naked niece was engraved in my brain. My dick was in my pants. I threw my loafers and sat on my old leather couch. I played the last minute and I hit my head.
“Whoa!” I thought and then I felt smiling.
I stayed there a few minutes until I came back to my senses. I was torn. I couldn’t focus on anything. I intended to catch up with a little work, but looking at the computer I realized it was the last thing I wanted to do. I decided to go to work. I took my sports coat and scratched my shirt. I threw the two articles on the couch and I went to the emergency room where the exercise equipment is set up.
I was in front of the closet and I slipped the door. Undo my pants, I reached the bottom and pulled them out of my legs. I wasn’t wearing underwear and I was there naked while I pulled a pair of clean sweats on the top shelf. I turned around and lined them on the rail to the master of the stairs, then I joined the closet for a pair of socks and my cruisers. I jumped on one foot pulling on a sock and I was going to do the same with the other when I heard a voice say:
Uncle Bob?
I looked like Chris came in and suddenly found me on the opposite end of a look. Chris’s face opened when she saw me stand naked. His eyes have traveled into my body and fixed on my half-dick. I heard her suck in a quick breath.
“Chris”? I said slowly, and her eyes fell to mine before she turned away and fled.
She had always been dressed in her shift outfit and when she turned around, I saw that the bottom scarf was slightly stabbed and the bottom of her ass globes were clearly visible.
“Jesus!” I thought, wondering what was going to happen today.
I’m done getting dressed and sat down for stretching exercises. I sat down with my legs as wide as possible and hung first on one side then the other. I felt the muscles of sartorius stretching slowly. I’m almost done when Grace came in. She had a big smile and her face was lit with Mirth.
“Well,” she started, “I see you decided to shoot around was a fair game. "
“Totally by accident. I assure you,” I said.
“I wonder,” she said and sat on the weight bench.
She also always wore her “scarf” costume and, as she sat down, she brought her crotch to the eye level. I have a look at her naked pussy. He looked wet.
“I see someone’s on,” I told him.
Grace looked down and removed the scarf. She slipped a finger between her pussylips and raised her to her mouth where she slowly slipped her.
“Mmmm, yummy,” she said, “and widen her eyes in exclamation.
“Jesus!” I said. “Give me a break. This old heart can only take as much. In addition, there are immeasurable spirits. "
Grace slipped and rose. She sat in front of me and dragged her finger on my lips and then she squired while I took her and shook her out of my reach. She raised my finger and threw her head back and forth, saying, “No, no, no.”
“Tease!”
“You are the one who said that there are immeasurable spirits,” she replied when she left.
She went through the door and leaned for a moment like she whispered.
“Oh, and she was impressed.”
I attacked my gym with a wild dropout. I did three rehearsals in about an hour and spent half an hour on the stairs. I sweated profusely. I knew I’d be sad later. I normally extended my routine to three hours, making sure I did the exercises correctly, looking at my breathing.
Now I was swelling and swelling like an old steam engine and fast-moving weight cracking continues to run in my ears. I removed my shirt and used it to erase the sweat. I took a look in the “posing” mirror and stopped. I was pumped. The blood vessels broke into my arms like thick ropes and teared muscle striations through my pecs.
“Idiot!” I said in the mirror, and I threw my shirt on.
I brought my breath under control and went into the emergency bath where I turned on the shower and took my shoes, socks and pants. I came in and left the hot water on me. I washed the sweat and put the shower head on the pulse. I spent a while letting the water massage my chest. I was hoping to avoid the tenderness that was sure to follow. I almost felt the lactic acid build in my joints and muscles.
I dried and put on a dress. My stomach started ruminating and I realized it was supposed to be close to dinner. Padding bare feet in the kitchen, I opened cupboards and refrigerator and I looked for something to cook.
The pickings were thin. No one’s been shopping for a while. I pulled a carton of eggs and separated the yellows from the whites. I put the yellows in a bowl, covered it and I sent them back to the fridge. I cut Parma ham; finely dictated a green pepper; I chopped some scallions; And I put a ripe tomato. I whipped the egg whites until they started to stiffen and threw them into a large butter derailed pan. I let the eggs harden and added the other ingredients. I folded the omelette in half and stuck it in the oven for half a dozen minutes.
I stuck my head out of the kitchen and shouted that dinner was ready. I caught a peasant bread and sliced large slices of raw and chewy bread. The girls came when I pulled the pot out of the oven.
There was something about them that caught my attention. They had changed to street clothes. Both wore shorts and t-shirts. I could say no bra. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but there was something about them. They seemed brilliant. Chrissie’s cheeks were redr than usual and his lips seemed thinner. Then the perfume struck me. It was that smell you got when you came into a room after someone slept. This odor of pheromone.
I took a break while I was going to sell the omelette and watch Grace. She looked back and raised a eyebrow like saying “what?” I opened my mouth to talk, but I thought better. I finished serving and sat in silence. I didn’t help the conversation. Actually, Chris handled everything a lot. She continued to talk about the clothes she had tried earlier, the school, her sister, her mother and her nauseam.
She was really pumped. Grace would add a word here and there, and they often worked together. I imagined them naked in bed. I was wondering what they did. My mind has spread and graphic images. I imagined Grace’s fingers were moving slowly over Chris’s little cunt; separating the small tight folds; and diving inside.
I saw these fingers teasing her little clitoris, because Grace sucked and nicked her conical breasts. I considered Grace’s tongue shaking among Chrissie’s pussy folds while she was resting and mocking. I tried, but I couldn’t imagine Chris doing the same to Grace. Someone told me something and I had to shake my head to clean it up.
“Where were you?” Grace asked. “Your look was not focused. It must have been a meeting.”
“Yes,” I cracked and coughed to erase my luxure filled with throat. “It went on.”
I suddenly realized that my dick was stiff like a board and sticking through the opening of my dress. I was lucky I was sitting in front of the two girls. I reorganized my dress to cover me.
I realized I didn’t touch my food. I slowly and deliberately cut my omelette and forced me to eat. My thoughts finally turned away from eroticism and I joined with their conversation. I was surprised to learn that Chris would spend the night. Her sister stayed with friends. My brother and his wife had decided to go on a night without children and had asked Grace if she looked at the older girl.
I was very surprised because my sister-in-law had great reserves on my being around her daughters. She felt like I was a debauchery and feared that I used girls’ affection for me for bad purposes. She didn’t know.
The two girls quickly finished eating and let a movie look. I tore my food. My mind was empty. It was like my thoughts were vacuumed. I moved slowly and I got up to erase the table. I realized I was left cleaned by myself. I did it anyway.
I finished and went to my room to change myself to jeans and shirt. I stopped in the living room for a few minutes and joined the others looking at an imprudent film with Ashley and the other Olson twin. The twins were in Paris for one reason. I could only take as much and I finally got up and went to the lair. I thought I’d work again, but I’m done connecting to the net.
I surfed for a while, looking at the sites on Anthrax and the attacks in Afghanistan then a chime rang and I looked up to see the name of a friend appearing on my ‘friend list’. I smiled and removed the IM window. I loved to speak to this woman and I sent my greetings. She responded immediately and we engaged in an electronic conversation.
Our conversation slowly moved from the habit ‘how are you’ and ‘cecha doin’ in the most exciting and libidious. She talked about her new “mal” companion and the big sex they had. I teaed her and then worked around what I suspected between my niece and Grace. My friend also had strong bisexual trends and she expressed her desire. We talked about the possibilities and, when she said good night, I was more randier than a high school football team.
I disconnected and turned off my machine and then returned to the living room. They watched a reality show without a head now and I stood by the couch and looked a little. I felt a hand crawling in my leg and looked down to see Grace drop me. I realized my erection was quite visible. I looked at Chris to see if she noticed, but she was watching the screen.
I saw her red cheeks suddenly and realized that she could see what Grace was doing in the periphery of her eyes. I pushed Grace’s hand before she hurts me openly and told her to slide so I could sit down. I saw Chris take a look at my crotch while I came to the front of the couch and settled between them.
I cried on the program and brought them to one of the new shows of the season. The program had a steam interaction and I suddenly felt Grace’s hand on my thigh. I looked at her, but she looked on the screen. His hand rolled my thigh and found himself on my dick.
I smelled my dick cock and it started swelling again. I put a hand on her and turned to her. She narrowed her eyes and gave me a bad smile. His hand shook me and I almost moaned. I gave her a look that said “stop”, but she ignored it. I turned to Chris and saw her look at Grace’s hand.
My mind cried so I could stop it, but I was so excited that I let her go. I let Grace go. She melted openly my swollen dick, slipping her hand along her length and fishing to gently press it. I couldn’t help myself and get moaned when his hand squeezed his head.
I heard Chris was wasting the moaning and I turned to see her look openly. Her lips were slightly separated and breathed through her mouth. I saw her throat work when she swallowed dryly. I was pretty masturbating now that Grace’s hand was moving in the rhythm. I felt my body trembling as the feeling became intense.
“It’s crazy,” I whispered and Grace made a “shush” sound.
Grace turned to me and leaned into me. She pressed her lips against mine and we kissed. His tongue plunged me into my mouth and played with mine. She did something I couldn’t see and suddenly the feeling on my dick changed. I thought she’d changed her hand. My best judgment finally hit and I pushed Grace. I turned to Chris and I was going to tell her she should go to bed when my eyes opened and I looked at my crotch. Chris was leaning to me and it was his hand that loved me.
“Jesus!” I groaned as my dick became even more rigid and pressed against his probe hand.
I heard a cat and turned to see Grace drop me. She leaned again and took her kiss again. I felt his hand at my waist and suddenly my pants went off. The sound of my zipper seemed extraordinaryly strong. I pushed her back and I started saying it was crazy, but she put a finger on my lips and gave her head to tell me to go with the flow.
Chris pulled his hand off and watched Grace stealing me. Grace pulled the flaps of my fly into pieces and Chris gased as she saw the root of my dick nested among my pubic hair. Grace slipped the couch and sunk in front of me. She grabbed the wrists of my pants and shot. The pants slowly fainted under me and suddenly my cock fainted and pointed to the ceiling. Its tip was wet with precum and the head was dark and blown with blood.
“It’s so big,” Chris said she got slowly and touched my dick.
I groaned when she made the contact and my cock fell. Chris slipped slightly and wrapped his hand around my well.
“Mmmm, that’s all,” encouraged Grace. “Watch your hand. Yes! Not fast. See how the skin rises and wraps around the head. It’s a foreskin. All men don’t have that.”
“They don’t?” Chris answered.
“No,” said Grace, continuing his instructions. Many men cut him when they were born. It’s supposed to be for cleanliness, and some do it for religious reasons. "
“Why would a religion want people to do that? That’s weird.
I couldn’t believe the banker walked around me. It was like I wasn’t there. It was like the only thing between them was that swollen dick, but his manipulations were exquisite. She had a soft touch and her hand was so hot. She slowly moved her hand, giving me full blows. She pulled the foreskin until she rolled around her head and squeezed slightly. I enjoyed a lot, even with all the chatter.
“What is it?” Chris asked me and I watched her look at a liquid pearl smothering from my urethra.
“It’s a seminal fluid,” Grace said, always ringing like a teacher. “This is what lubricates the penis to help it go more easily.”
“Go? You mean going to… you know… Chris stabbed.
“Yes, Grace said smiling, “to go into a woman’s pussy.”
Chris’ face turned on like the color rose in his face. She was there, touching my dick, and she was embarrassed by using the word “cunt”. I would’ve found it ironic if I could put together a cogent thought.
Grace mounted the antenna at that time while she leaned forward and passed her tongue through my cock’s head. Chris froze in the middle of the race and looked with the mouth agape. She was speechless. Grace looked at her and laughed.
“I told you to suck the dick,” Grace said nonchalantly.
Chris’ mouth opened and closed like she was trying to form words, but they wouldn’t come. She looked at her hand holding my dick as if it was an alien thing. I thought she was going to crumble and run, but I was stupid hit as she hung forward and ran her tongue on my cock’s head.
I wasted and moaned by the intense feeling that crossed my member. Chris looked at me and smiled like a little minx. She’s still bowed to the front and kept her eyes on my face, she ran her tongue over the crown of my dick. I closed my eyes and threw my head. My body trembles. I heard the two girls get involved. I felt a mouth swallowing my dick’s head and I took my head forward to see Grace serve me. Chris obviously looked at her, taking in every move. She was looking forward to her turn.
I heard him breathe like that worked in his chest. Her nipples were hard and pressed against her tee. I took my hand on his right chest. She looked at me and her eyes opened. I slowly caressed his chest by his t-shirt - stifling and moaning. I rolled the nipple between my thumb and my forefinger and she closed her eyes and moaned quietly. I took the foot of his shirt. She fell and helped me.
I watched her tits appear as she pulled the shirt on her head and pulled her long blonde hair through the neck hole. She shaved her head and fixed her hair. Her long hair fell around her breasts and the view of her nipples posing through the braids was very erotic.
I ran the palm of my hand on a nipple and then the next one, feeling them hard under my touch. Chris smiled and pushed his chest. I played with a nipple and then next and she sighed. Her chest shaved and lowered as she took deep breaths. She twisted on the couch and stood up on her knees to give me better access. I leaned forward and looked for a nipple with my mouth. She turned her hair and presented it to me.
I wrapped most of her chest with my mouth and cut off until only her nipples stayed between my lips. I squeezed his nipples with my lips and filmed it with my tongue. Chris moaned and pushed me stronger. I felt a sudden freshness around my dick and I knew Grace stopped it. I looked at her and she slipped in front of me and looked at me breastfeeding on my niece. Grace pulled her shirt off and exposed her on the breasts. They were full and round and soft. She was still young enough that they had not yet succumbed to gravity. Its halo was wide and its large and pronounced nipples.
She approached and caressed me watching me play with Chris’ boobs. We went there for a few minutes and Chris withdrew with a sigh. She went up and swollen her tits and smiled. Looking down, she saw my dick slippery and stealing. She slipped the couch and kneeled next to Grace. I extended my legs to welcome them.
Chris looked at Grace, who made his encouragement. I looked like Chris suffocated forward and then I hit to grab my dick once again. Her movement continued as she brought her mouth to my dick. I burned myself as I felt the heat of his mouth around my dickhead.
“Take your teeth,” Grace whispered. “Use your lips and tongue. Take as much as you can in your mouth and then suck slightly as you pull up. Use your tongue and run along the crown of his dick, they really like it.”
Chris was a greedy pupil and took the instruction. All right. I was taken to a place of great pleasure. I knew that the taboo of the situation fed my awakening and pleasure. Her little head rose slowly and fell into my knees as she practised her art. Grace looked at me, her eyes with her awakening. Her nostrils flanked as she breathed through her nose. She trusts one hand in her pants and then rose on her knees for better access. I looked at the bulge in his pants while his fingers were looking for his tender parts.
Chris continued his actions. She was slow and deliberate, that’s the only reason I didn’t shoot. I felt like I was on the very edge of the cumming. I knew she was just a little scared I’d explode in her mouth. I resisted the desire to take her head and drive her on myself. I’d let her go. I heard a great moaning and I looked up to see Grace tighten my eyes and shudder. Her hand was always and she threw herself while her orgasm washed on her. Chris stopped sucking and turned to see Grace in her orgasmic gas. His hand continued to caresss my well. She looked at me and smiled then folded forward and took my dick in her mouth.
“It’s fun,” she told me that she got off for a second.
“Ah hunh!” Everything I could say when she took my tool back in her mouth.
Grace pulled the hand off her pants and hit her fingers. I moaned at the sight and my dick gave a surge, which caused Chris to moan too. She was really gonna suck my dick. Grace jumped behind Chris and hit his pants. I looked like Grace slowly worked my niece shorts over her clad panty ass, then when Grace pulled the white panties as well. I saw the balls of my young niece’s cheeks. They were white and contrasted with its solar body. Grace reached one hand down and between Chris and Chris’ legs left a great moaning around my dick.
Grace was grinding and looking at her arm making small moves back and forth. Grace pulled her hand and held a few slippery fingers. She stuck one in her mouth and sucked the juice. My dick went down again and I almost went. Then Grace leaned forward and pushed the other finger into my mouth. I felt Chris’s cabbage exploded on my tongue. I closed my eyes and burned myself like my dick exploded.
I heard a muffler and Chris hesitated for a while before she resumed her suck. My dickhead spread and exploded - again and again. Chris tried her best to swallow and she continued to memorize “mm, mmmm, mmmm”, every time a jet of fresh sperm in her mouth. I could feel the wet fluid falling into my pubic hair and through my balls. I turned my head and jumped the moment. I didn’t get a hand in a long time.
Grace slept and I felt her tongue licked along my well. Chris was still drinking slowly and downstairs and my dick was still swelling, but all my juices had been shot. I let them go on for a while, then I became too sensitive and I tried to push them back.
“Whoa, whoa!” I sang like I fought to free my dick.
They finally gave up and they both turned to smile. Grace grabbed a handful of Chris’ hair and tilted the girl’s head by pressing her mouth on the others. I looked at how they kissed and was amazed at the intensity. Their mouths were moving up like they were looking for subsistence. I could say their languages were at stake. Grace put a hand on Chris’ naked pussy. I looked like a finger in pink lips, inflated.
Chris groans and his body shudders. Grace moved her little finger into the girl, and I realized that she didn’t have her girl’s head anymore. I slipped the couch and reached my hand. I grabbed Grace by the wrist and left her hand. I pressed my hand against my niece’s cunt and felt wet heat. I played his lips and pressed my index finger. Her inner lips separated easily and her pussy seemed to suck my finger. Her pussy was hot and sliced with moisture.
I pressed my finger deep and pulled it slowly. Chris broke into Grace’s mouth while they still kiss. I pushed my finger back and started hitting in and out. Grace began to caresss Chris’ young boobs by continuing to kiss her like a sort of suube. I wondered how they could breathe.
I pulled my finger and ran it until I hit his little clit. I hit his little button. I ran my finger around and around, around the little nubbine. His clitoris was small but hard and pronounced; deviating from his fleshy hood. I alternated between caressing her clit and driving my finger in and out of her pussy.
I suddenly found our odd positions and I gently pushed Grace to make her move. She pulled her red lips, swollen with Chris’, and looked at me in doubt. I got Chris up with me, gathering her in my arms. I started going to the room and heard a whiplash behind us. I turned around and saw Grace hoping from one foot to another while she was trying to pull her pants like she was following him. Her long hair in platinum flew around and her big tits juggled around.
I smiled and continued in the room. Chris seemed to be in another world. Her eyes were glazed and she had a smile on her face. I reached the oversized bed and I gently laid it down. I climbed on the bed and Grace came in the other side.
I watched Chris lying. Her eyes were closed and she had a smile on her face. His chest continued to shave with his awakening. I leaned forward and slightly pressed my lips against her. His mouth looked at his youth. Her whole lips felt like an adult woman. His arms went up and around my neck, and his lips began as his tongue sought to pass my lips. I shared my lips and left his probe organ in my mouth. She was slightly mocking in our languages.
I put my hand in the game and I touched his chest. Her body shook like I touched her and she mocked harder. We kissed for a while and I removed my mouth. Chris opened her eyes and she searched my face. Our faces so close that his eyes had to pass aside to enter mine. She had a desire in her eyes.
A desire so intense that he sent a shiver through my body and made my dick stir once again. I heard Grace make a “mmm” sound and felt her hand slipping under my body while she grabbed my limb swell. I hung closer and kissed Chris again and moved my mouth through his cheek and licked through his ear. She gased and saved. I moved along the descending softness of his neck; stinging and yawning as I went. She shuddered and shattered all the touches of my mouth. It was like she was shocked by all the touches, but her soft gases indicated her pleasure.
Grace laity my dick and it lasted completely. She slipped under me and I felt the warmth and softness of her mouth. I moaned around Chris’ chest because Grace worked his magic. Chris’ nipples hardened and hated the way I sweated it and scratched it. I could put most of his stupid little chest in my mouth. Chris grabbed her and pushed my chest. I moved into the other breast and repeated my actions.
She moaned loudly as my fingers massaged the nipples of one breast and of my mouth the other. Her breasts seemed very sensitive and she moved in the wake. Her hands were twin in my hair and she held my head and pressed it in herself. I moved my mouth and started kissing my way in his belly. She released my hair and I saw her hands moving to make her boobs.
My tongue was dancing through his navel and I suddenly felt the softness of his light pubic hairs. I saw that she shot and swept her nipples between the fingers of both hands. Grace pulled my dick out and fainted under me. I moved and my mouth sank Chris’ right thigh. She stretched her legs and I caught the smell of her sex. My nose flanked and my dick jumped and hit my stomach, leaving the sticky trace of the seminal fluid.
Grace moved next to me and kissed again. I kissed inside a thigh and then I went to the other. I worked up until I reached him and gently jumped my warm breath through his slit. Chris moved his crotch up and down looking for contact with my mouth. I looked at and found Grace nursing on one of Chris’ little breasts. I extended my tongue and filmed it through the outer lips. Chris inhaled abruptly and fainted, “Please!”
I dried the length of his slit without pushing it. There were moisture beads that gathered on my tongue. I jumped the sweetness of her. I pressed my tongue in the folds of her pussy and forced her to open. I drove my tongue into her and she threw herself under me. I trained my tongue in a hard roll and drove it as deep as possible. I moved my mouth into a fucking move and she pushed her nut to try to get more.
Chris was always talking now. She kept saying “yes!” or “please” and “more, more”, begging me or Grace to continue.
I pulled out my tongue and I shot at his opening. I went to get his clitoris. I slipped on the little button and Chris cried in ecstasy. I watched and saw Grace staring at me when she continued to nurse on Chris’ boobs. She stopped and smiled, then she won. I cracked.
I continued to lick and prostrate the dure little nubbine and Chris’ crooked in rhythm. I could hear she was breathing more and more. I put a finger at her opening and pushed her into her. She went off, “Oohhhhhh!” and ran her back. I licked his clitoris and put my finger in and out as deep as it would go. I felt her pussy slamming around my finger and I was amazed at how tense she was. I cut the index finger with the middle finger and pushed them slowly into it. I sucked on her clitoris and her finger fucked her like Grace caressed and fed on her young boobs.
Chris was in constant motion as she twisted and threw herself under us. Suddenly, she gave a heather and her body froze. I heard a sweet sound and it was built in a cry of pleasure. I felt her little body vibrate like her muscles all grew up and matured. His young thighs closed around my head and it took all I had to keep my mouth pressed to his clitoris. She finally relaxed and gave some shudders when she returned. I moved my mouth and got up on my knees. Grace sunk next to me and we looked at the girl who’s grinding.
“It was great,” murmured Chris.
I watched Chris wet and slippery down and on my dick. I had an excessive desire to fuck. I looked up and saw Grace looking at me with wide open eyes; her big chests are getting hurried in anticipation. She shook her head in encouragement and looked while I slept my dick’s head with my young nieces. I pressed and her lips spread. I saw the light pink interior of his vulva as I pressed harder. My dickhead leaned and flattened against her and Chris dropped a little grunt. Grace reached between us and used both hands to spread Chris’ lips.
I tried again, but with the same results. I saw Chris grimace and I left. I looked at Grace and I hit my head. My big dick wasn’t gonna fit. I was disappointed, but I was always excited. I looked at Grace and I checked a eyebrow. She smiled and pushed me back. I went back and moved between Chris and me. She went on four feet and introduced me. I looked at the inflated and fleshy lips of his cunte while they had spread between his thighs. I could feel his awakening.
I advanced and pushed a finger into her. She mocked and moved her into a circular movement. I moved my finger and felt the juices wrap it up. I pulled my finger and put it in my mouth. I sucked his tasting juice stronger and moved behind it. I stuck my dick with its opening and pressed slowly. The mushroom head of my dick fell down as she pressed it, then she finally fell into her pussy. I pushed and my dick slipped to his hot wet channel.
We both spoiled each other as I entered. I turned around until the head remained inside, then pushed back slowly. I continued this long slowdown for a while and then I went to her hard. She gasped and moored. Grace went down on her elbows and then lowered her mouth to Chris’ cunt. I saw Chris’ eyes open while she felt Grace’s tongue caresses her. She looked at the length of her body and looked at Grace making her love. I continued my stroking in Grace and varied my pace. Chris pushed her elbows and tried to look at Grace’s ass, but she didn’t see anything.
“I want to look,” Chris fainted.
Grace got away from Chris and I heard she’s fucking something. Chris smiled and pulled out of Grace. I thought she was gonna move next to me, but I was surprised when she just threw herself and slipped under Grace. I saw my nieces grinding my face. She looked at my big cock slipped in and out of Grace, who leaned and returned to eat the girl.
I felt a slight touch on my balls and I knew Chris was feeling them. Her fingers seemed everywhere. They slammed my stroking tree and then spread more. She jumped and fondled Grace’s pussy and touched my balls. She hit my well like he pulled it out. Grace started grabbing under my dick and Chris’s fingers.
“I’m throwing up, I’m throwing up,” Grace told us in a careless whisper.
I felt Chris’ warm breath and looked down to see that she had moved and leaked to Grace. Grace groans in reaction.
“Oh gawdddddddddd!” Grace moaned and shook.
I pressed deeply into her and held on her size while her orgasm crossed her. She finally stopped moving and sighed. Grace rolled and slept on her back. She stretches langurously and squeezed.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmm!” She flew away.
I stayed on my knees. My cock’s falling in the air. Chris rolled and kicked. I watched when she went out and grabbed my dick. Her little hand struck me and she leaned forward and took me back into her mouth. I turned my head and jumped the intensity of the sensation. She sucked my gonzes. I heard her moaning and looked down to find Grace ringing Chris with several fingers.
Chris continued to suck me and Grace worked two fingers then three. Grace started moving her fingers in and out faster and soon she stifled her hand in and out of Chris as if it was a push dick. Chris shook between my dick and Grace’s hand. Her moanings showed her pleasure. The feeling of his mouth on my dick was violent.
“Try again,” Grace said.
“What?” I asked. My troubled mind is asking for the statement.
“Try to fuck her again. She feels pretty loose, says Grace.
Grace took Chris’ fingers and arrested the girl who sucks. Chris looked at her with a dazed expression, lost in her luxure. Grace guided her and removed me from her body. Chris was in the same position that Grace had been earlier. His little lobe turned out between his thin thighs. I moved behind her and pushed her legs out of my knees.
I grabbed my dick and oriented it to her pussy. I used my free hand to play the outer lips and then I pressed my dick’s mushroom in it. Her pussy resisted and I thought I would fail again, but I felt something giving and my dick slowly slipped into her. Chris took my circumference. Her pussy was incredibly tight and I could feel it all around my dick. It was like slipping a hand in a glove that was too small.
I kept pushing until I felt there was no room. She had five centimeters of dick in her. I got up slowly and looked at how his inner lips hung back and I was hung at my well as if I didn’t want to let him go. I pushed back slowly. She wasn’t a coward. I started pumping slowly. It was an exquisite feeling.
It was hot, wet, tight and enveloping. It was indescribable. Chris ruined all the thrusts. I thought it could hurt her, but she started pushing back when I got into her. I felt my balls were screaming and knew it wouldn’t be long.
I looked at Grace, who flows next to Chris and saw that she worked several fingers in and out of her own pussy while watching my big cock penetrate the girl. She saw me look at her and she smiled.
“Fuck! It’s hot,” she said. His bright eyes of excitement.
“Ahhhh, jeezussss!” I moaned. “I’ll fuck.”
A thought crossed my mind and I looked widely at Grace. I opened my mouth to say something, but Grace broke his head.
“Go in front of her,” said Grace.
I don’t know why, but his statement led me to the edge and I felt my tail swelling like he was ready to spring.
“Oooooooooooh!” Chris laughed at me.
I felt my cum jet from my dick. I felt drops of sperm spraying on my thighs as I drove it into her. I shot the jet after the jet and he jammed next to my dick and made noises of splashes while I was still diving into her. My dick filled it so there’s no room for my sperm and it continued to jump and spray. His thighs slipped and I felt the humidity on my balls. I groaned and held on his hips while I continued to satisfy myself.
My back muscles tighten and my neck felt stiff. My legs started shaking and I tried to stay on my knees. I let the feeling wash and I dropped on my axes. My dick got off with a sucking plop and fell on my thigh with a sticky sound. I focused on Chris’ cunt and saw how it was red and swollen. Her vulva was opened and she was slowly closing on herself. Drops of greyish-white cum were waved with her and hung on her lips.
“Don’t move,” said Grace and she slipped the bed.
Chris looked behind his shoulder and hung me. I smiled and she started chuckler. Me too. Her laugh was infectious and when Grace came back with a towel, we both laughed like idiots. Grace surprised her head and reached the bottom to erase the disorder of our diminutive lover.
She finished and threw the towel in my face. I took it and wiped me. I threw myself in the bed and sighed. Chris slept and slept on my chest, looking at me. One of my greatest fantasies had just been fulfilled and I enjoyed the memory.
Grace slept on my opposite side and melted her body against mine.
“Why is she on the pill?” I asked for the ceiling.
“I thought it was a good idea,” Grace said.
I realized this event was planned.
“What happens when Michelle finds out? Your two will be dead.”
“I’m not going to find out,” Chris said with determination.
“They always find out,” I screamed. “So, how long have you two been mad?” I asked. Don’t treat them directly.
“A little time,” Grace said.
“When?” I asked, trying to think about when they had the opportunity.
“Grace’s coming home,” said Chris.
I looked at Grace and I was a victim.
“Michelle asked me to sit with Chris a few times when she comes home from school until your brother comes home. Amanda had a lot of activities after school lately and they didn’t want to have to drive anywhere trying to juggle their schedules. "
“How did I not know about that?”
“I wanted it to be a surprise,” Grace hit me on my shoulder.
“So all this time, I thought you were dragging or something and you were trying to seduce my niece?” I asked for a break, but she saw by my false anger and alluded yes.
“In fact,” said Grace, rising on a elbow, “I don’t know who seduces who. »
I looked at Chris who cranked and then buried his face in my chest. I sighed and hit my head.