Hurricane.Sandy
From Torg Adventure
A soulful kiss with Amy ensues, as she visibly swoons to your demands of her. “I believe I will need a bigger bed.”
Catching the hint Amy smiles warmly, “Do you want me sleeping with you, in the same bed Max?” You slowly extricate yourself from her as you continue another kiss. “I’ll take that as a yes? But what ever will Lisa and Sam say?”
You step off Amy’s bed and move to Sandy. “Maybe they will find you even more irresistible like I do Amy.” With a smile, you hoist Sandy up into your strong arms. She is moaning in sexual heat at the thought of sex with one or both of her other daughters.
“Huuummmppphhh!?! What are you doing Max?” Sandy exclaims, as you abruptly you throw her roughly onto Amy’s soft bed next to her, face down and tight ass up in the air. Amy’s eyes light up at you moving Sandy’s beautiful body next to her.
Crawling between Sandy’s legs Amy begins licking and nibbling on Sandy’s vulva. You imagine, this is a perversion Amy daydreamed. When she thought she only liked girls. Her tongue licking broad swaths of sweat and coitus juices from Sandy’s vulva and labia. Sandy could hardly speak coherently.
Straddling Amy’s waist you begin roughly licking, kneading, and massaging Sandy’s feet and calf muscles. The skin and sweat tastes exquisitely sweet to you and sends electrified shivers up your back.
Slowly you shift your body to laying on Amy a little. You wanted to give her freedom to move but you also are attacking Sandy’s inner lithe thighs.
“Fuck… thank you Max.” Amy mumbles into Sandy’s labia and clit. “You must be empathic. This is one of the more humiliating and embarrassing daydreams that often pops into my head.” Into her love canal, Amy’s tongue punches like machine gun pellets.
“Eeehhheheheh…. Aaaiiiieeee!!!” A massive orgasm rips and crashes through Sandy’s svelte pregnant body. The steady diet of sexual release while still in the womb, must be how her children gets addicted to sex. Amy is barely able to keep up with the rush of Sandy’s sweet juices, fresh from the tap.
Like you do, Amy must feel that girl cum is like ambrosia in her mouth. You leave her to drive Sandy through the multiple aftershocks of her previous orgasm.
Kneading and massaging Sandy’s beautiful tight rear end you massage her back deeply. You roll clockwise circles into her lower back. She groans at the combination of pleasure and relief for her back muscles. You have listened to her before enough to know that carrying an extra twenty-five or thirty pounds in her mid section constantly is very taxing.
“Ooohhh fuck yes, Max… Honey, just like that,… yes ooohhh that feels so good.”
You kiss between Sandy’s shoulder blades as you like the sweat off her back and shoulder’s. Amy consumes your massive cock into her mouth to get it ready for re-entry.
Suddenly you hear a soft “Oh shit!!!” And a deep heart felt groan coming from the closet.
Are you able to cover for Sam? Other?
