As I was relaxing from my second climax of the night, I sat back and watched as Zoey continued to fuck Paul. Her ass bouncing in her panties, Paul’s cock sliding in and out of her tight teen cunt, her breasts being messaged by Paul.
“That feels so fucking good Zoey, you’re gonna make me cum in you if you keep doing that.”
“Oohh, yeah… dad… I want you to cum so hard for me.”
“Mmm, yea baby, you want me to cum inside you?”
“Mom… I want to feel it… what it’s like for him to cum inside me.”
“It’s ok, he can’t get you pregnant.”
Zoey started bouncing harder and faster on Paul.
“Oooh, yeah, oooh. Uhhh… oohhh!”
Zoey kept bouncing as she began shaking and moaning louder and louder.
“Uhh. I’m so close. Yes. Uhhh!”
Paul grabbed Zoey’s hips and pulled her down, thrusting himself as far in as he could go. He gave a few thrusts into her hips and then let her go. Zoey collapsed on top of Paul, and they started making out. Zoey was slowly rocking her hips on Paul’s cock, leaving the top half inside her as the rest of his shaft slid back and forth across her pussy lips, his tip still inside her.
“How did that feel Zoey?”
She sat up driving Paul’s cock deep inside her again.
“It feels so warm and gooey. I like it.”
“I’m guessing that felt good for you too Paul?”
“Oh my god, yes. Thank you for letting Zoey fuck me, babe.”
I stood up, grabbed a towel, and walked over to the two of them to get a better look at Zoey’s pussy planted on top of Paul’s cock. Zoey lifted herself up slowly off Paul. I reached down to hold her panties to the side. His cock flopped out once the tip left her pussy. A stream of creamy cum from Paul started oozing out of her slit onto Paul’s dick.
“Here you go.”
I handed Zoey the towel and she took hold of the panties from me and began to wipe away at her pussy, cleaning up the still oozing cum. Paul grabbed a free end of the towel and wiped up his dick, mixed with Zoey’s cream and his cum.
After wiping themselves down, Zoey took off her stockings, and Paul put on a pair of boxers. We all climbed back into bed, Zoey laying between us, still wearing her slightly soaked satin panties. We all caressed each other’s bodies and took turns making out for a while.
“You can’t sleep with us tonight. Brooke will be home later, and she can’t see us like this.”
“I know. Just a few more minutes.”
After a few moments of basking in the post sex air, Zoey got up and started heading towards the door, collecting her stockings on the way out. Noticing she didn’t have her top on, Paul looked around the head of the bed quickly and spotted her bra. He grabbed in, fondling it in his hands and rubbed the satin across his exposed chest.
“You forgot this.”
Paul tossed the balconette bra to Zoey.
“Thanks. Let’s do this again soon, ok?”
“Any time.” Replied Paul.
“As long as I get equal attention.” I retorted.
“Of course, mom, you’re our priority.”
Paul added on, “Always and forever.”
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