. I opened my eyes, looking back at Phyl who was still guiding his cock. “It’s okay now,” I said, “Turn loose and let him fuck me. I want ...fucking, a real fucking.” She let loose and the dog thrust, deeply, and DEEPLY!...again. I held myself, my hands clinched, I was tense, gasping… My cunt was on fire, my whole body vibrating as his cock was sliding along my cunt walls, caressing my sensitive flesh inside, milking my cunt and body and whole being. I flexed and held for another delicious. Later the pies came out, including a pumpkin that was outstanding—and gave me a chance to stick my big, smelly foot halfway down my throat, "Mom this your best pie yet! Did you try a new recipe?" Er, no, Tommy, Beth made it." I looked over at Beth. She looks really good in red. I don't.Later we sat around and watched Holiday Inn on the tube. As the closing credits were rolling, Dad stood up and stretched. He looked down at The Pest, "C'mon, it's time to hit the sack." Aw, Dad, do I have to?"And. "Now let's see how well you follow orders." Snake said, picking up his belt from the floor. "Give her five strokes." He ordered, tossing the belt to Fran.Fran hesitated, this was against her nature, she was submissive, Paula was the dominant one. She looked at Gail, her eyes pleading.Gail simply looked at her and sneered, she and Connie now fondling one another even more openly."Well?" Snake demanded.Timorously at first, Fran laid the belt across Paula's back.When she saw Paula squirm, she laid. She also saw the expression on her mother’s face. She had never seen such passion on anyone’s face before. Her mother’s eyes gleamed with a bright light, rolling now and then in her head. She gasped and panted as Robert fucked her with the paddle. She could see, too, the way her mother’s pinkish-brown asshole puckered and winked lewdly. There was no doubt whatsoever that her mother didn’t just enjoy this abuse, she loved it ... craved it.Tommy watched his brother fucking their mother with the.