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This story is the sequel to "A Trucker's Thanksgiving".
Link to "A TRUCKER'S THANKSGIVING"Ron poured yet another cup of strong coffee from his thermos into his insulated go-cup.� He took a swig, careful not to scald his tongue.� A favorite country-western ballad came on his Sirius XM radio, one about a man, his pickup truck, his faithful dog, Blue, and his unfaithful woman.� As he barreled down the interstate in his loaded semi, he tapped the steering wheel and merrily sang along zestfully.� It wasn�t that he could sing� even he could hardly stand his own voice, but it was something to do to keep him alert and help ward off the drowsiness that if left unchecked, could be fatal; besides, the satirical song was downright funny.
He noted the low grey clouds and noted the mile marker as he approached the state line.� Once he crossed into Missouri, he�d only have a few more hours to go.�� In just a few hours he could get out of this beast where he spent the vast majority of his time, both awake and sleeping.� It was a hard way to make a living, but it was how he made his living, delivering the goods he carried across America for ordinary folks to purchase.�
As he crossed the state line, he had to slow a bit and get behind another eighteen wheeler as they approached the weigh station.� The truck ahead of him pulled into the weigh station and joined the queue of trucks waiting their turns at the scales.� Ron didn�t turn off.� He just barreled ahead taking advantage of the �Weigh-in-Motion� transponder system that he was equipped with.� Glancing at the line of trucks stopped, Ron shook his head, and muttered, �Suckers!�� He was paid by the mile and in his business the cost of diesel and how quickly he went from Point A to Point B was always foremost in his mind.� Time is money, and the quicker he made that mile, the more profit he�d have at the end of the day.� Stopped in a weigh station, you made no miles and no matter how long it took you, you made no money.� Minutes equaled miles and miles equaled dollars; it was as simple as that.
With the traffic now thinned out a little, he pressed his big rig to go a little faster� faster meant more miles per day and over the course of a week, a month, a year, squeezing out more miles per day added up.� Of course he had to be careful of the highway patrol and for that he relied on two things, the eyes and ears of other truckers up the road and the latest radar/laser detector on the market.
The CB radio crackled alive and he listened to where a state trooper had just been spotted and which way he was going.� It�d be several minutes before he was anywhere close to the Smoky, and with a little luck, he wouldn�t be anywhere around when he got there.� His feeling of well being was interrupted by the low growl of the radar detector.� There was something close by he knew, but not close enough to be painting him. The growling faded and he pressed on.� He went back on alert as he approached the Smoky�s last reported position.�
Nine minutes later he crested a hill.� �Ah, there ya are, ya bastard,� he said to himself.
The blue and red lights began flashing as the trooper pulled onto the roadway in front of Ron and speed away in pursuit of a fast moving four-wheeler who had blown past Ron just minutes before.� �Dumb ass!� he snorted.
Approaching the now stopped automobile, he briefly merged into the left lane so that he didn�t have to slow down as he passed the trooper and his mark.� With Smoky Bear safely behind him, Ron poured on the juice and added speed.� Just a few more hours.� He gulped another swig of coffee and pressed on, the mile markers counting down as he drove westward.
There were still hours of daylight left in the day as he pulled off the exit and made for the warehouse where he�d drop off the trailer loaded with merchandise destined for a big box store.� He�d made good time the past few days and now he was here, several hours ahead of schedule.� He checked in with the dispatcher, and with the paperwork done and fat check in his pocket, Ron maneuvered the trailer to the designated loading dock, unhitched it from his Peterbilt tractor and left it to be unloaded in a day or two.� With his load dropped off he now picked up his cell phone and dialed the number.
�What color is your truck?� the voice said.
�Red.�
�Yeah, I see ya.� Pull up to loading dock 38,� he was instructed.
He went down the line and saw number 38.� Two trailers on either side provided cover. He parked between the two trailers, set the brake and placed the transmission in neutral.� When he stepped out, a man was waiting on the loading dock.� Ron gave him the $400.00 and two workers pushed the boxed 52� LCD HD TV to the edge.� The two men hopped down and a moment later, the big, but narrow box was riding shotgun as Ron pulled out of the warehouse area.� The union and the company frowned upon the practice, but no one ever did anything about it as long as you didn�t get greedy.� The TV would simply be listed as missing inventory, the cash spread around as a Christmas bonus and that was that.
An hour or so later down the interstate, he pulled into the truck stop.� Standing about in the restaurant he finally caught sight of� the waitress he was looking for.� For some reason he really couldn�t recall exactly what she looked like, other than having pleasant features and big tits, but when he saw her, he knew it was her.� Catching her attention, he took an empty table.� Moments later she was approaching his table, a coffee cup in one hand and a carafe of coffee in the other.
�Hi, Ron,� the buxom woman said as she placed the cup of coffee in front of him.� Contrary to what he had remembered, she was a very nice looking woman, with a sexy enough body for what he had in mind for the next few days.� Her blouse was already unbuttoned enough to display a tantalizing amount of tit flesh, just enough to ensure a good tip from the appreciative truckers.� She leaned over the table and in doing so displayed even more than before.� Ron�s eyes fell from her smiling face to where she wanted them to be.�
Ron took an admiring look down her blouse.� Yeah, this was the woman he sought! He looked up into her smiling face and said in a low voice, �Nice bra, Rita.� He loved a woman proud of her assets!
�Thanks, honey,� she replied knowing full well he didn�t give a damn about bras.� �So, are you here for a stay or are you just passing through, Ron?� she asked in a low voice so not to be overheard.
In his gravelly voice he answered her question with another question, �Ya got my post card?��
�Yeah, I did.� I thought you were going to call.�
�Never know if there�s gonna to be a delay, so why bother?�
�I might have made other plans,� she replied trying to act coy.
�Did ya?� Make other plans?�
�And miss out on your fat cock?� she laughed.
Rita quickly glanced around, and saw someone signaling her to top off his coffee.� �Be right back.�
A moment later she was back to Ron�s table.� �Can I get you something to eat?�
�Damned right, baby.� I�m starved.� Haven�t had anything but coffee since four AM.�
�Poor baby,� she chided.� �So what will it be?�
�First, I�m gonna have you,� he replied in a rasp while touching her hip lightly.
Rita stifled a smile and pulling away slightly from his wayward hand rejoined, �I mean to eat.�
With a boyish grin that belied his age he replied, �Like I said, I�m gonna have ya first.�
�I don�t get off for another three hours,� she replied. �So do you want something from the kitchen?�
�Sure, bring me a sirloin steak, medium, baked potato with everything, and��
�Soup or salad?�
�What�s the soup today?�
�Cream of Celery.�
�Ugh!� I�ll have the salad with Ranch.�
�Coming right up,� she said.
�Honey, ya don�t how true that is,� he replied with a laugh and a wink.
With his hunger sated, Ron caught Rita�s attention.� She brought him his check and he paid in cash, leaving a generous tip.�� �You going to go take a shower and wait for me to get off?� she asked.
�I do need a shower,� he replied dipping his head and taking a quick sniff of his arm pit. �Do I ever need a shower,� he added with a grin.� �But I think I�ll head on over to your place to shower, if that�s alright with ya.�
�Make yourself at home.� Leanne might be home.� I�ll call her and tell her that you�re on your way. If not, on the landing, there�s a spare key in the flower pot with the artificial flowers.�
�Thanks, babe.� Maybe I can catch a nap too.� What was that apartment number again?�
�It must be in your little black book.� You did send me post card from San Diego.�
�Yeah, I did, didn�t I?�� Ron had never before sent anyone a post card from anywhere, but he�d had such a great time at Thanksgiving that he wanted to ensure a repeat for Christmas.� �So, are ya off tomorrow?�
�Christmas Day?� I am off.� I worked Thanksgiving Day; remember?�
Indeed he remembered!� He�d enjoyed his two days of screwing this slut, but fucking her young daughter, now that was really something to remember.� To be sure he hadn�t thought about much of anything else since Thanksgiving.� He recalled how the woman didn�t seem to give a damn if her teenage daughter saw them fucking or not, nor did she get upset with him walking about the apartment nude with Leanne right there. �It wasn�t until after Mom had left for work that day did it occur to him that he�d been offered a three-way.� The girl was for the taking and he took her.� Too bad he hadn�t figured out what Mama had in mind until it was too late.� This time, he wasn�t going to repeat that mistake.� No, this time he was going have his three-way for Christmas.� It�s all he�d thought about for a month, even when being serviced by some truck-stop Princess, he thought of the bawdy time he was going to have with the mother and daughter.
She watched the burly trucker as he strode out with a swagger, her now sopping pussy itching in anticipation of the royal fucking she would receive this Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.�� It wasn�t that he was particularly handsome; he wasn�t, nor that he was fit and trim, he had a middle aged paunch; but the guy was well hung. Best of all he was virile; he could get it up and keep it up, like a teenager.
�Gawd, that man can screw,' she thought.
Ever since he disappeared Thanksgiving Day, she had thought of him, yearned for him and wanted him back in her bed with his big, seemingly insatiable cock back inside her.�
She did have regrets though� Leanne had seen way too much for a thirteen year old.� The bedroom door hadn�t been replaced since it had been smashed by one of Leanne�s oafish boyfriends.� She was supposed to be spending the night with a girlfriend, but that didn�t happen, so it was a surprise to her to see Leanne home when she and Ron arrived that night.� Ron, he wasn�t a man who took �no� for an answer and Leanne saw way too much.� As shameful as that was, it still fed into Rita�s kink for exhibitionism.� She always liked to be watched, whether it was dancing naked on stage or entertaining a crowd at a bachelor�s party.� She knew it had been wrong to allow what she had allowed with Ron and for weeks afterward, she felt guilty about it.� She finally made peace with herself when she rationalized that Leanne was no virgin; she had already seen plenty of boys naked and knew what sex was all about, so what was the big deal about seeing a older man naked, or seeing her mother having sex with him?
Leanne rushed home after she took the call from her mother.� She only had an hour or so before her mom came home.� She had very little time and needed to change into something that she knew would attract Ron to her.� Since Thanksgiving, she just wasn�t that interested in boys anymore.� The guys, usually they were on and off of her in ten minutes, but not this older man, a man she figured was almost old enough to be her grandfather.� Even so, the teenage boys who lived in the same apartment complex were still plenty interested in her and she found it difficult to ever say �no�.� Still, after Ron ravaged her young cunt like he had, she had often thought about Ron and his magnificent cock, and his promise that he would return over the Christmas holidays and �fuck her goddamned brains out.�� And now he was coming!� But she had to hurry, hurry before her mom came home and spoiled her fun.�
Leanne heard the demanding knock on the door to the apartment.� Her stomach suddenly filled with butterflies.� She took a deep breath and opened the door.� Her pussy juiced at the mere sight of him, standing at her doorway with a huge narrow box perched on his shoulder.� She had imagined this meeting many, many times these past few weeks, of her greeting this man who had returned to fuck her by going down on her knees and unzipping him, making her intentions as clear as possible. But the huge box effectively shattered that scenario.�
�Hi, ya, baby girl,� the burly trucker greeted.� �Remember me?�
�Yes, yes I remember you,� replied the brown-haired girl peeping through the partially opened door.
�Can I come in or are ya afraid of me?�
�Afraid of you?� I know I should be, but I�m not,� the young girl answered.
Ron juggled with the awkward box. �So, can I come in?�
�Oh, yes!�� Yes!�� She closed the door and removed the safety chain and then stepped back opening the door.� Ron ducked to clear the door casement and maneuvered the box and his self into the apartment.� With practiced ease, he slipped the box off his shoulders and into his powerful hands and arms, then stooping, he gently lowered the box to the floor.
�Oh, my god!� Oh, my god! A flat screen TV!� the young girl squealed.� �Oh, my god!�� Ron was pleased to hear the girl�s reaction and even more pleased when she threw her arms around him from the back and gave him a hug.� �Oh, my god, I don�t believe it?� Does Mama know?�
Her grip lessened allowing Ron to turn towards her.� Immediately he saw what she had on� a long t-shirt.� It was a different t-shirt than she was wearing at Thanksgiving, but the similarity of her dress was not lost upon him.� �No, she doesn�t know yet,� he answered as his eyes roamed up and down her nubile body.�
�Now let�s see�� he said as he lifted the shirt tails to her panty-clad butt.� Even though she was �modestly� covered he took the liberty to cup and stroke her ass.� �Yup, just as I remembered.�
�Don�t I get a kiss first?� she teased. He pulled her to him and drove his tongue down her throat.� He tasted of coffee and tobacco, and having no choice, she had to tolerate the lurid and rather foul tasting kiss.� This wasn�t how she remembered him, and his odor!� He was ripe!
Ron broke the kiss, patted her behind and excused himself to retrieve some things from his truck. A moment later he was back with a Dopp kit and small grip filled with clean clothes.� He also had two small packages, which he handed to her to put under the rather forlorn Christmas tree.
�Honey, I need a shower in the worst way.� So, if ya�ll excuse me for a few minutes��
�Go ahead,� she replied while thinking, �You do need a shower, and brush your teeth!�
The hot shower felt great.� He had three days of accumulated grime, dust and sweat to rinse away, as he hadn�t had time to shower these past few days.� His sole focus had been to make time and time out for a shower was wasted time.� If he was to get here for Christmas, he had to hustle and hustle he did, not even taking time to get a proper meal or taking time to rest properly.� Over the past 72 hours he had only gotten in about ten hours of sleep, but he was here and he was certain that it would be worth the effort and fatigue.
As he scrubbed his ball sack he thought back on the last time he had been in this shower.� That time, the girl was with him, soaping his nuts down and washing his ass crack.� He now wished he�d dragged her in with him and like the last time, leaning her up against the walls of the tub enclosure and fucking her young pussy one last time from behind.� What a great culmination to the best Thanksgiving ever!� �Well, I�ll just have to do that again,� he thought to himself as he rinsed the soap from his hairy crotch.
He dried himself with the nearest towel available before trimming up his beard.� Rummaging through his grip he pulled out a Santa hat and put it on half singing, �Tis the season to be jolly,� as he modeled it in the mirror.� He gave the naked Santa in the mirror a thumbs up and brazenly strode out of the bath.
Leanne�s hands flew to her mouth as she exclaimed in amused surprise, �OH, MY GAWD!!!�� It wasn�t that she was surprised by his nudity, she had seen him nude on more than one occasion during the Thanksgiving holiday; it was just that with the hat, he looked so comically ridiculous.
With the young teen in a fit of giggles and guffaws, Ron was pleased that he had amused the girl.� �Ho, Ho, Ho! Merry Christmas!� he greeted playing the part.� He picked up a scrap of paper and pretending to read it declaring, �I see you�re on my list of naughty little girls.� Ho, Ho, Ho!� Santa likes naughty little girls.� Ho, Ho, Ho!�
The hokey act was picked up by Leanne.� �I am a naughty girl, Santa,� she cooed lifting the helm of her oversized t-shirt just enough to show that she had discarded the panties.
�Yes, I see you're nice and naughty.� The best kind of girl for Santa.� He stepped up to her and pulled the t-shirt over her head.� Ogling the now nude nubile teenager, Santa intoned, �Nice indeed!� Very nice.�� Tweaking her nipples to hard points� he added, �Now show Santa that you're as naughty as I remember.�
Leanne dropped to her knees and gently caressed the older man�s hairy nut sack and semi stiff cock, acting out the scenario she had played in her mind so many times these past few weeks.� Looking up at him with her light brown eyes, she cuddled his cock against her face, rubbing it with her cheeks.� She nuzzled her nose into his ball sack and was pleased with his now clean scent.
Ron gazed down with his hands at his side as the brown haired teen slowly traced the thick tube with her tongue along the underside of his now hard prick from the base to the tip.� Ron gasped at the delicious feelings coming from his cock.� As her tongue lightly flicked at the frenum, that small flap of skin just under the rim of his cock head, he had to restrain himself from just grabbing her by the head and raping her mouth.� She traced the firm overhanging rim and licked around the head until she tasted a drop of salty clear liquid that had oozed from his prick, then she mouthed the entire head, using his fat glans as a ball for the socket formed by her lips.
Looking at him, she allowed the smooth bloated head to slip from between her lips.� �Am I as naughty as you remember, Santa?�
�Oh, yeah, baby� you're nice and naughty, honey,� the naked Santa replied, �but I remember ya as being very nice and very naughty.� She smiled up at him, then wrapped her lips around his weeping glans once again, only this time she took more than just the head into her humid mouth.
Ron emitted a low moan as the first half of his thick cock slid between her lips, infusing it with the moist warmth of her mouth.� The pleasuring lips slid back and forth along the shaft of his cock, while her ever-moving tongue caressed and massaged the thick ridge formed by his cock tube. �Oh, yes, baby,� he whispered as he watched his organ repeatedly disappear and reappear from between her lips.� �She is young,� he thought as she expertly fellated him, �but she is good with her mouth, very good.� Only a girl who loves sucking cock gives a blow job like this. I�ll bet she�s been sucking dick since she was ten.��
Actually she had only been sucking boys off since she was twelve, but he was right about her loving to suck cock.� For even though being on her knees like this was somewhat of a supplicant position, she felt that having a guy in her mouth gave her a measure of power over him; if the guy was a jerk, she could always bite him, something that she couldn�t do when she was held down and the boys all took turns between her legs.�����
She especially enjoyed sucking Ron�s cock, as it was so much bigger than any of the boys she serviced from the apartment complex. It was bigger, seemingly firmer and commanded much more respect, especially crisscrossed as it was with bulging blue veins.� But the way it felt filling her pussy was wonderful.� The boys never brought her to orgasm by fucking her, but the way he fucked her, mashing his pubic hairs into her clit and grinding deep into her, brought her off like a full string of Black Cat firecrackers, only the explosions were bigger and better than mere firecrackers.
Ron had been saving up for several days now in anticipation of having a massive cum.� He felt the familiar warning signs of an imminent eruption, and regretfully he pulled out.� He would have liked nothing better than to have this young slut gobble his cum, but he knew he had to pace himself.� For one thing he wasn�t a young man any longer who could get it up at will.� Age had seen to it that he needed at least fifteen minutes to recover, and then he could only recover so many times before his cock needed a day or two of rest.� But the main reason he pulled back when he did was because this girl and her mother weren�t like the truck stop crack-whores whose only purpose was get his nut off and get it off quickly so that he could get back on the road and make as many miles as he could before he had to stop again for whatever reason.� His entire plan was to have his cock in one or both of them for as long and as often as possible over the next 36 hours, and to do that required a measure of discipline on his part to pace himself.� If he paced him himself and limited his ejaculations properly, he saw no reason that he couldn�t have sex with these two for 18 of the 36 hours.� It would be a new record for him, but it was a worthy goal to try and attain.� Besides, he had told Rita that she would be first and she would take the big load so carefully hoarded and saved these past few days.���
Ron pulled the girl to her feet and led her to the sofa.� He sat down and pulled her into his lap.� Leanne thought he was going to fuck her in a reverse cowboy, and she straddled his legs in anticipation of the mature cock piercing into her once again.� But rather than running his cock up her, he nestled his cock into the valley of her buttocks, his left hand cupping her tit while the right hand went between her splayed legs.�
As he began to roll her nipple between the rough fingertips of one hand while exploring her juicy sex trench with the roughened fingers of his other hand, Leanne asked, �Aren�t you going to do me?�
�I�m gonna do ya, honey.� Ya can bet on it.� Old Santa wouldn�t miss that treat, but I promised your mama that I�d do her first.�
�Mama!� Oh, my god, Mama will be home soon!�
�She�ll be here when she gets here, now ya just relax and let old Santa give ya a special Christmas gift.�
�But, Mama��
�She�ll be here soon, baby.� She�s as eager for some Christmas cock as you are.�
�But��
�Shush now, child!� Or Santa will spank that pretty little ass of yours.�
�But, Mama�s going to be�� Her sentence was cut off by Ron flipping her over his knee.
�Ouch!� she yelped as the first open-handed blow fell on her firm shapely ass. �Owww!� she cried again as another stinging blow was delivered.� �Stop!� she hollered as the third blow covered the red handprint left by the first blow.�
�Now, are ya gonna shush, or do I have�ta blister your pretty ass?�
�I�ll shush!� I�ll shush!� she said before falling silent.
�Gawd, what will Mama think?' thought the young girl as her butt ached.� 'What will Mama do if she sees us like this?�� Would she yell and scream like she did when her mom caught her with the Thompson boys and their friends?� Leanne knew that her mother never really meant it when she did that, she just did it to maintain respectability.� She never meant it, Leanne knew, because of the gleam in her mother�s eye upon discovering her fucking and sucking several boys at once.� Leanne came to realize that the gleam that meant that her mother found the compromising situations to be tantalizing.� The yelling and carrying on was all a show designed to keep the boys from getting completely out of hand.� Afterward her mother laughed and joked about it with Leanne, how the boys all looked surprised and terrified on her �rage�.� She knew her Mom didn�t mind her having sex with the boys, but this was different.� This wasn�t some local boy, this was one of Mama�s boyfriends, her now �special� boyfriend who had so thoroughly satisfied her during Thanksgiving.�
Ron rubbed the girl�s reddened ass checks to sooth the sting, working his hand down into the valley, as well as savoring the feel of her smooth firm buttocks.� His hands slipped between her legs and found her sopping wet pussy, a pussy so slick with her sap that his fingers went easily inside her.� His two fingers moved rapidly stroking into her, while the knuckles of his other two curled fingers beat rapidly against her clit. �The girl�s legs spread wider even as the balls of her feet tried to find footing on the thread-bare carpet. With practiced skill, he quickly brought her to the edge and then pushed her beyond.� As the delicious orgasmic ecstasy overtook her, the young girl cried out and her naked body trembled and shook at the hands of the burly trucker.� He let her coast down a bit and then pounded her puss again to extract another orgasmic jolt from her.� Again and again he repeated his masturbatory technique on the young girl until her bare back glistened with a sheen of sweat and his hairy thigh was thoroughly wet with pussy juice.�
�What in the hell is going on here?� he heard the mother say from the front door.
�Merry Christmas,� Ron greeted in his Santa hat and nothing more, other than the woman�s nude daughter draped over his lap with his hand between her trembling legs.
The whole scene excited her, but her voyeuristic thrill was dampened by the motherly instinct to protect her child from being molested.� �You bastard!� Did you fuck her?�
�Hell no, baby.� Like I told ya, you�re first tonight.� I meant that.� I�m just getting her warmed up on a cold winter�s night.�
�I�m first tonight?� the mother thought.� �He said that at the restaurant too.� My god, he plans to fuck her too this time.�� Then another thought came to her as Ron grinned at her while continuing to openly masturbate her daughter to yet another cum, �This time?� He fucked her last time too!� Why that little slut!� No wonder she was so excited to hear that he was coming for Christmas!�
Spying the big box containing the flat screen TV, whatever anger she felt began to melt away.� This was all her fault anyway, she realized.� She had allowed him to take her in plain sight of her daughter and allowed him to expose himself to her at will.� She never should have let any of that happen at Thanksgiving, but� it was so exciting to be so flagrantly wanton that it just fed upon itself.� She never intended for it to go beyond herself and Ron, but evidently it had.�
The daughter cried out in a fit of passion once again.� Ron lewdly spread open her jerking legs to display to the mother the girl�s swollen pudenda throbbing and leaking her sap.� Rita�s breathing became shallow and labored; her own pussy spasming and juicing as she gazed at the lewd sexual spectacle laid open before her.
�We�re gonna have a Christmas to remember, Baby,� she heard Ron say as he licked his fingers. �So why don�t ya get into the spirit of the evening, honey?� Now, I want both of ya naked, Mama.� Naked until the day after Christmas when I have to leave.� So, strip for me, Mama.� I have a hard-on that needs some pussy and quite frankly, I really don�t give a damn which of ya I fuck first.�
Ron watched as Rita began to unbutton the already half-unbuttoned blouse to her uniform.� She pulled the tails from her skirt and dropped the blouse on the floor at the door.� She turned away and looking over her shoulder at him asked, �Can you unzip me?�
�Sure, hon,� he replied.� He stood keeping the naked girl from falling to the floor and gently deposited her on the sofa.� He took a few steps and came up behind the older woman, his big strong hands wrapping around her still thin waist in a bear hug, his lips nuzzling into the back of her neck to deliver a series of kisses designed to excite her even more than he thought she was excited.� His hands loosened their grip and roamed around her exposed tummy while his tongue played in her ear.� He was confident, yet didn�t really know if he was having an effect upon her not.� He backed away slightly and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor by gravity.� She had worn a thong to work, so he was immediately treated to a view and a feel of her firm ass.� His hands rose and quickly dispatched the hooks to her lacy bra.� Quickly he guided the straps over her arms and discarded it giving him free access to her magnificent double-D hooters.�
�Ya have the best tits of any woman I�ve ever seen,� he complimented as he felt her up from behind.� He was full of bullshit, she knew, but she savored the compliment nonetheless, as she had worked hard to maintain her body and she was proud of it.� The hands left her big jugs and slid down to her waist.� She felt his thumbs hook into her thong and then felt him pulling the tiny garment down to her ankles.
Kneeling at her feet, he helped her step out of the thong as it was hanging up on the Nikes she still wore.� She felt him shower her ass with kisses and then with his hands on her thigh he directed her to turn around facing him.� Her fine ass was no longer in his face and that was something that he regretted, but now her furry pussy was at eye level.� His hands stroked her thighs and her calves and when he nudged her to open her legs a little, his hands brushed up between her legs.� He played with her pussy for a few moments, exploring between her labia before pulling her cunt open with his thumbs and exposing her clit.�
Rita gasped as his tongue flickered over her exposed clit.� He forced his head further between her legs and in doing so, knocked his Santa hat off of his balding head. The mother moaned as he orally explored her cunt, her hands now gripping his head in an attempt to keep him there, not that he had any intentions of leaving until he brought her off with his mouth.
Lying on the sofa and still in a sexual stupor, Leanne lazily gazed at her mother standing at the door with the head of the hairy brute of a man between her legs as he ate her out.� She had never been eaten out before, by a guy that is.� All the boys she knew considered it gross to do such a thing, but she did have an idea of what her mother was feeling, as her girl friend, Rachel and her, orally pleasured each other during sleepovers.� Her mind still fogged by the high dosage of endorphins that had flooded her system, she dreamily thought, �I hope he�ll do that for me.�� She saw her mother spread her legs even wider to accommodate the aggressive pussy sucking she was receiving.
As the thick tongue scoured her quivering cunt and tormented her swollen clit, Rita marveled at the sexual expertise this man demonstrated.� This was no quickie kind of a guy, nor a fuck-em-and-leave-em sort.� He took his time and got her motor revved up, but best of all, he had come back for another extended toss and if that now included Leanne, so be it.� Deep down she knew that the main reason for his returning was Leanne and not her, but she no longer cared, he was here and he was about to take her like no other man had ever taken her before.� He�d take Leanne too she knew, but she also knew that he was a man who could and would satisfy the both of them. Satisfy them and then ravish them again with his amazing cock that never seemed to go soft. It was Christmas, a time of giving and receiving and this man would give them the best he had and they in turn would receive the gift of his hyper-libido and the gift of his talented cock.�
Gripping the woman�s ass, Ron sought to bring her off as soon as he possibly could.� Some women, he knew, just couldn�t or wouldn�t cum no matter what.� Rita, she wasn�t one of them and she had passed the cock-slut gene to her daughter. They both were fun fucks and he had every intention of having as much fun as possible this Christmas.� He felt her grip tighten on his skull and felt her shudder as his mouth was flooded with her sweet cream.� She was primed and ready, ready to be fucked.�
He felt her knees buckle, but he held her upright with a firm grip on her ass cheeks.� He stood and holding her to him with her big breasts mashed up against his hairy chest, he told her, �Time for some Christmas cock, baby.� So where do ya want it?� Here on the floor, on the kitchen table, or in your bed?�
�Take me to bed, Ronnie.� Take me to bed and take me like you did before.�
�Yes, Ma�am! Santa�s here to grant your fondest desires. One first class fucking coming right up!�
Scooping up his Santa hat, he directed her to the door to her bedroom.� Pausing before he followed her in, he looked back at the nude teen girl still lying on the sofa watching his every move.� He jammed the hat on his head and gesturing towards the bedroom door said forcefully, �You too, little girl!� Get your ass in here or Santa won�t give ya what ya want for Christmas.�� Confident that the girl would follow, he entered the room.
Rita had the covers thrown back, lying on the bed with her legs splayed like a five-dollar hooker. The naked Santa climbed on top and positioned his cock for entry.� �Merry Christmas, slut,� he growled.� Rita�s eyes flew open as he entered her fully and forcefully on the very first stroke. She may have expected him to pound her into the mattress, but he didn�t.� With his cock firmly planted, he ground his big cock into her.� His coarse pubic hair was also firmly pressed up against her clit and as he rotated his hips to stir his dick in her, he ground against her now aroused clit.� Rita�s eyes rolled into the back of her head and he felt her pussy tube squeezing his cock as she came on his dick.� She was a fine fuck this one, and he was glad that he had made the effort to come back for another go at her.
As the pulsations around his cock subsided, Leanne crawled up onto the bed with them.� Ron rose up from the missionary with his cock still deeply buried in the girl�s mother�s cunt.� As he sat upright with his knees tucked under her mother�s thighs, Leanne could now clearly see how her mother�s cuntal lips were spread tightly around the thick organ. �Sucking that thing is one thing,� she thought, �but fucking it is quite another.� Still, he did get it inside me before, but I was sore for a week afterwards! Maybe Rachel is right, once something that big goes up inside you, the next time it isn�t nearly so bad, not that it was really all that bad the first time.�� She watched as the thick cock began sliding in and out in the age old fashion.� The more she watched, the more she wanted that thing to spread her open and do to her what it was doing to her mom.
Ron reached over and pulled the girl to him while he fucked her mother, driving his tongue deep into her mouth.� The girl hadn�t forgotten the awful taste of his kiss when he first arrived, and this time the taste had been substantially subdued by toothpaste and mouthwash so that she could enjoy his attentions.� He broke the kiss and pulled her to him so that he could suck her tit.�
Rita was enjoying the deliberate sensuous screwing she was now getting, an unhurried screwing that allowed her to wallow in the sensations of the big cock moving inside her.� Her eyes flickered open and she saw Ron nursing at her daughter�s breast while he stroked into her.� The erotic sight both troubled her and excited her. Suddenly he pulled out of her cunt.
�Suck my dick,� he ordered the young girl.� The mother watched as the big dick, coated with her sex juices, disappeared part way into her daughter�s mouth.� She tore her eyes from her sucking daughter and looked up at Ron who was grinning down at her with the silly Santa hat still perched atop his skull.� Ron pushed the young girl off his dick and re-entered the mother.� He repeated the near incestuous maneuver several times, and each time Rita�s excitement grew and the remnants of her reservations faded.�
A man�s gonna blow when a man�s ready to blow, and Ron was no exception.� It was just a matter of where he wanted to blow his wad, in the mother or the daughter, so as his orgasm approached the point of no return, he abruptly pulled out and squeezed the head of his cock to ward off his cum.� Leanne, now used to the pattern he had established went for his dick, but he pushed the girl away.� Needing to cool off and needing to heat the girl up, he pushed her to the bed and pushed her legs apart.� Leanne thrilled to the sensation of his tongue lapping her slit, the thick heavy lingual digit was so different than Rachel�s tongue.� His technique was a different too, sliding up and down her slick sex trench and circling her clit twice on every up stroke.� Then he changed tactics and attacked her clit from one side for a few moments before switching to the other side for another few moments and then sucking the sensitive bud up with his lips, then repeating the pattern several times before reverting to his original pattern, but now adding a vaginal tongue-probing with the down lap.� Rachel had tended to just tickle her clit; this man was eating her out.� For the first time she really understood the true meaning of the expression.�
The girl�s legs snapped shut and Ron knew he was getting her off.� He pried his head from between her thighs, spread her open as he moved into position and skewered her cunt. It was similar to the way he first took her mother, except this time he entered her slowly until he was in her fully.� Like with the mother, he ground into her, stirring his fat cock in her young cunt, and grinding his pubes into her clit.� As with the mother, the effect was immediate upon the girl and in an intense rush that only the young experience, she came and came hard, shrieking her pleasure to the heavens while her mother watched from just inches way.�
As throes of her orgasm subsided, Ron heard the words that were music to his ears.� �Fuck her, Ron,� her hot and bothered mother said.� �Fuck her and make her into a whore!�
For her lewd admonition, Rita was treated to a dick coated with her daughter�s sap.� Now he alternated fucking the teen girl and having the girl�s mother clean her sap from his cock. This was so wrong, the mother knew, but she was far beyond caring about such improprieties.
This time when Ron�s orgasm built, he let it run its course.� He�d already stifled two cums this evening and with his prostate now overcharged with semen, he nearly blacked out as his essence shot forcefully into the young teen�s cunt, a cunt that was also in the throes of orgasm, only her orgasm had been nearly continuous since he first entered her.��
Already accustomed to the cries of the girl and her mother through the thin walls, the neighbors now heard a bull male bellowing.�
�Mommy, what�s that?� asked a little girl as her father was reading her �The Night Before Christmas�.
The flustered mother looked to the father, who was stifling a laugh, for an explanation that might be believable to the girl.� �That�s just Rudolf blowing his nose,� the father snickered.
�Why does he have to blow his nose?� the child asked.
�Well, uh, I�� Reaching for an answer to the child�s question, the father came up blank.� The little girl looked to her mother and put the question to her.
Before she could answer she heard the woman next door shout, �Fuck her slutty cunt, Ron!� Fuck her silly!�
�What�s going on Mommy?� Is Miss Rita blowing Rudolf�s nose?�
�Never mind!� the scandalized mother snapped.� �Really John, you ought to go next door and��
�And what?� See if she�s blowing Rudolf.�
�John!�� The flustered mother rose from her chair and attempted to drag the child to bed.
�But Mommy, Daddy hasn�t finished the story! And I haven�t put milk and cookies out for Santa!�
�Oh, of course, dear.� Come with Mommy and we�ll take care of Santa.�
�Sounds like Santa�s already been taken care of next door,� quipped John earning him a scathing look from his wife.��
�Is Santa next door?�
�No dear, it just the TV turned up too loud,� the mother explained as she hustled the little girl into the kitchen.
Ron collapsed between the two females he was having sex with.� �Wow,� he muttered once his breathing had become relatively normal.� �That was the best fuck� ever!�
He turned to the mother who was now beginning to harbor some regrets.� �Damn, but you two cunts are terrific!� Absolutely the best pussy in the world!��
Not wanting to let thing cool off too much too quickly, he rose straddling the mother�s ample chest. He leaned forward, offering his cum coated and still dripping cock to her lips. Rita turned her head away, but Ron, not being one to take �no� for an answer from a slut, turned her back to the cum coated dick fresh from her daughter�s pussy.� �Suck me, Rita.� Suck my cock clean,� he ordered as he pressed the slimy semi hard organ to her lips, lips that parted and accepted the vulgar offering.
�Good, girl,� he praised withdrawing his cock from the mother�s mouth.� �Now, how'd ya like some pussy, Mama?�
�Oh, god, no, Ron!�
�You�re refusing Santa a little entertainment after he granted ya your Christmas wish?� Santa only likes naughty girls, not bad selfish girls.� �His look hardened. �Ya want me to fuck ya again before I leave, or do ya want me to fuck only her?�� He already knew that she wanted his dick again.� �Honey, I�m going give ya both a fucking to remember, so humor me.�
He turned to the girl, �Your mama wants ya to sit on her face.� Leanne hesitated a little too long to suit Ron, and gripping the girl he lifted her like a rag doll and placed her over her mother�s face.� �Now just lower your pussy to her lips.�
Rita stared straight at her daughter�s cum dripping cunt.� With the pressure of Ron�s thick cock now removed, blood had rushed to her labia, swelling them grotesquely and rendering them red.� The fresh fucked cunt touched her lips, startling Rita by how hot they felt.�
�Grind into her face, babydoll,� she heard Ron tell her daughter.� Immediately the oozing cunt pressed into her face.� �Your mama really likes this,� he whispered to the girl, �so do it good for her.� Now, don�t ya smother her, let her catch her breath every now and then.�
Ron now scooted down between Rita's legs to lick at her cunt while watching the mother forced to eat her daughter. But Rita, getting into the depravity of it all, pushed her daughter up enough to feast on her pussy.� �Oh man,� he said to himself as the mother�s tongue flickered up to her teen daughter�s sex, �this is better than I imagined it would be.�� The girl was now rotating her hips over her mother�s face. �Look at those two sluts go!�� Resting his chin between the V of the mother, he watched the incestuous cunnilingus develop from being hesitant to being aggressive.�
The girl began to tremble and pulling away from her now voraciously sucking mom, flopped onto her back.� Rita, crazed slut that she was, was more than eager to have Leanne return her favor.� The girl�s eyes fluttered open just in time to see her mother�s pussy before it settled onto her face.� The sex crazed mother aggressively ground her snatch into her little girl�s face, making the teen daughter eat her out the way she had eaten the girl out.�
For Ron it was quite the show, for as the mother face fucked the girl, her own big tits swayed and jiggled about in a most enticing way. Ron loved women with a good rack and this woman was blessed. Choosing to participate rather than just being a spectator, Ron straddled the girl on his arms and knees and caught a big tit with his mouth.� As one nipple was torn from his lips, he went after the other, enjoying the feel of the soft natural breasts upon his face as much as he enjoying sucking her fat swollen nipples.�
As he played catch-the-nip, he felt a change in the status of his cock by the way it now bounced about rather than swung about.� A quick look confirmed what he felt, he was ready to fuck again, only this time he knew his stamina would be much greater than before.� Releasing the mother�s tit, he moved between the girl�s legs and entered her effortlessly.� Firmly planted in the girl�s cunt, he leaned forward to resume his game of catch-the-tit with the mother who was still aggressively face fucking the cunt-licking girl.�
Rita, though pleased with her daughter�s oral skill, needed a break.� She yanked her now sore nipple from Ron�s mouth and tore her cunt away from her daughter, who maintaining a grip on her mother�s hip, wasn�t as easy to dislodge as Ron was.� But with the girl pinned to the cum stained mattress by Ron�s demanding rod, Rita managed to break free.� The mother lay face down in an attempt to protect her abused nipples.� Ron, ready for a change of pace, pulled his cock from the girl�s spasmodic cunt hole.� He maneuvered around behind the mother and lifted her by the hips.� A moment later she felt his cockhead, slippery with juices from her daughter�s pussy, push into her.
�Yes!� the woman cried as she was filled with the randy trucker�s thick dick.� �Yes, fuck me, baby!� Fuck me!� she screeched.�
Next door the mother exclaimed, �That�s enough!� and gathered her little girl and hustled her off to bed with the promise that Santa only came when children were asleep.� That may or may not have applied to the Santa next door, but the woman and her husband, aroused by the noise of uninhibited fornication, were both ready to do a little of that themselves, and this household�s Santa only came when the little girl was asleep or away.
Ron banged away at both the mother and daughter�s pussies, pacing himself so as not to cum until he was good and ready to cum.� This time, the mother�s cunt received his spermy Christmas gift.�
He fell away and onto his back exhausted.� It was still early Christmas Eve night, but the two females were exhausted too, and the three contented holiday fornicators fell into a contented sleep.�
Ron woke with a nocturnal hard-on.� He hadn�t opened his eyes, but knew what he wanted to do.� �I�ll help myself to whatever cunt is on my left,� he thought with a smile.� He reached out with his left hand, but came up empty.� He felt for a warm naked body on his right, but there wasn�t anyone there either.� �What the hell,� he muttered opening his eyes.� It was now dark in the bedroom, but there were lights on beyond the bedroom door and he heard voices, female voices.
Ron wondered if it was worth getting up or if he should just roll over and go back to sleep.� After pondering that weighty question he realized that he was now already awake, so why not seek out some Christmas cheer?� He rolled out the bed and plodded into the living room lit by the glow of colorful lights on the Christmas tree.�
Rita and Leanne where curled up on the sofa when Ron strode into room, his meaty cock swaying to and fro.� He immediately noticed that Rita was wearing her robe while Leanne was once again clad in her oversized t-shirt.�
�Would you like a drink?�� Rita asked with a smile.
�Sure, what do ya have?�
�Eggnog.�
�Ya have any whiskey to go in that?�
�Of course,� the comely woman said as she rose from the sofa.� On the way to the kitchen she said in passing, �Why don�t you go put some pants on, you dirty old man.�
That earned her a swat on the butt and a rejoinder of, �Why don�t ya get your fine ass naked?�
Returning with a fresh glass of heavily spiked eggnog, she saw that he was now sitting with her daughter.
Leanne piped up excitedly, �Can�t we open our presents now?�
Before the mother could reply, Ron blurted out, �That�s a very good idea.� I�m first!�� Even Leanne was surprised at how quickly he stripped off her t-shirt.� Ron pulled the laughing naked girl onto his lap. Taking liberties with her still developing tits, Ron thanked Rita for his gift.
�You can�t keep her,� the mother replied dourly handing him his drink.
�Injun giver!� he snorted with a laugh. He tugged at Rita�s robe and she pulled away.� �See that package with the Snowmen?� That�s for ya, Mama.�
Rita twisted her mouth in annoyance, but then turned to retrieve the package.� Opening it she found a green see-through teddy with matching crotchless panties.�
�Ooooo, that�s so pretty, Mama!� Leanne exclaimed.
�The red package is yours, little girl,� Ron proudly told her.�
Leanne leapt from his lap and greedily tore at the red wrapping paper.� It too was a see through teddy and crochless panty set, much like her mother�s except that it was in red.� Quickly the girl donned the sexy apparel.�
�I suppose you want me to put this on?� Rita asked holding out her skimpy green sex outfit.
�Hell, I didn�t buy it for nothing,� Ron answered.� �Put it on, baby.�
Casting a quick glance at her young daughter, she strode from the room, knowing that it was best to put on something like this in private.� It only took her a minute, but when she came out, Leanne was already sitting in Ron�s lap.� �Well, how�s this?� she asked modeling the outfit like a pro.�
�Holy shit!� exclaimed Ron, �Ya look fantastic in that, baby!�
He whispered into the girl�s ear, �Sit next to me, so your Mama can sit in my lap.�� Leanne felt a jealous pang and petulantly moved off the older man�s naked lap.�
�C�mere, Mama!� he said while patting his hairy thigh. Rita strode up to him using the sexiest walk that she could muster and sat in his lap.� Immediately his strong hands cupped her big breasts from behind.� �You�ve got the best tits,� he whispered while nibbling on her ear.� �I love a woman with big firm tits.��
Rita felt that he was more attracted to her daughter and that he was just saying that, but it did make her feel good about herself.� Enjoying the attention she thought smugly, �I do have nice tits. Maybe next year Leanne will have a set of head turning knockers too, but for now I have the best tits.�� His hands ran under the teddy. �Hmmmmm,� she murmured as he rolled her fat stiff nipples between his rough fingers.� The combination of nipple play and ear/neck nuzzling was having an effect upon her.�
�Sit up a little, baby,� he whispered.� She felt his stiff cock slide along her ass as she rose off of his lap.� �Put it in,� he whispered.� Rita reached down between her legs and grasped his meaty erection.� She found the slit in her panties and guided the head of the thick cock through the slit and between her heated wet slippery labia. Needing no instructions on what she needed to do next, she lowered herself onto the trucker�s spike.
�Mmmmmm, yeah,� she moaned as she was filled, �I just love a hard prick up my cunny.�
�Squeeze it, baby,� he urged.� Immediately his cock was squeezed by her vaginal muscles.� �Work that pussy," he hissed encouraging her to give it her best.� �Show your little girl how a real slut fucks a man.�� That got her going!�� �Oh yeah, baby!� Bounce on that prong! Ride my cock, slut!�
With the woman now bouncing on his dick, Ron pulled the green see-through teddy over her head to let her big tits flop about. Turning to the girl, he told her, �Get your ass over here and suck your mama�s titties!��
Leanne wasn�t sure how to approach the fornicating couple, but Ron pulled her in front of her mother and Leanne figured out the rest.� She had to grab a big tit to steady it enough to latch her lips on her mama�s nipple and when she did, her mother shrieked in licentious pleasure.
�There they go again,� the neighbor said to his wife. �Really!�
�I don�t care about them,� she replied palming her husband�s cock.� �What I want to know is whether we go again!�
Ron watched gleefully around the mother�s bouncing shoulder as her daughter sucked one, then her mother�s other tit.� No question about it, for Ron, this was the best Christmas party ever!� After several minutes of vigorous fucking and energetic tit sucking, he was ready for something new.� Reaching out and grabbing the girl by the hair, he instructed her to lick his dick. She hesitated for a moment then lowered her head into her mother�s crotch where Ron�s dick was alternately appearing and disappearing.� She did her best to lick the underside of his cock, but couldn�t help but lick her mother�s engorged clit also.���
�Aiiieeee!!!� the mother hollered as the orgasm smashed into her.
�What in the hell are they doing over there?� the wife asked.
�Fuck her, buddy!� Fuck that slut�s brains out!� the man shouted alerting the other neighbors that something merry was indeed happening.
�Lower your voice, Honey.� The neighbors�.�
�Fuck the neighbors,� he replied as he slammed into his wife.� �I want you to howl like that bitch is howling!�� Being a good and obedient wife, she did as her furiously rutting husband demanded.� Silent night?� Hardly!
The mother�s wildly contracting pussy around his dick coupled with the teen daughter�s dick-licking tongue was rapidly sapping the burly trucker of his stamina.� Before it was too late, he pushed Rita off his dick and unceremoniously dumped her onto the sofa.� Jamming the kneeling girl�s head down onto his prick, fresh from her mother�s cunt, he let the girl finish him off with her mouth.� Ron threw back his head as his potent cum bolted through his dick and into the hot sucking maw that was servicing him while his masculine rumble of joy filled the room and penetrated the thin walls into the adjacent apartments.
It was some minutes before Ron stirred from the sofa.� The woman was still curled up beside him and the young girl was grinning up at him from between his thick hairy legs.� �Get me hard again,� he told the girl.� She nuzzled her face into his ball sack and began licking and sucking his balls and flaccid cock.� Ron, not at all confident that he could get it up again, lay back and enjoyed the sensations of the girl feasting on his crotch.�
A streak of morning sunshine, penetrated between the drawn draperies and landed on his face.� He turned his head to avoid the bright light and realized he was still on the sofa with a blanket spread across his naked form to keep him warm.� He could hear a little girl through the walls excitedly chattering, �Look, Mommy!� Look, Daddy!� Look what Santa Claus brought me!�
He checked to the left and saw Rita curled up beside him, her head resting upon his left thigh. On his right the girl was using his right thigh as a pillow.� They too were covered with blankets, the girl�s sock covered feet poking out into the open.� Freeing his arm from under his blanket he lifted the mother�s blanket, pleased to see the nude female form underneath.� His right arm wormed out from his covers and lifted the girl�s blanket� she was still wearing the thin see-through red teddy that he�d given her the night before.� Marveling at his good luck to have found these two, he reflected on the great sex he�d had with them the night before and cursed himself for falling asleep so early while there was so much screwing to do.� �Of course I do have all day," he said to himself outloud with a smile.����
His roaming hands caused Rita to stir.� Looking up at him, she greeted, �Merry Christmas, Ronnie.�
�Merry Christmas indeed,� he replied as he cupped a large orb of tit flesh.� �Sorry I checked out so early last night.�
�You have nothing to be sorry about.� You were fantastic!�
�So were you and the girl.��
Leanne stirred and looked up into the graying bearded face of the older man who had so thoroughly ravished her and her mother the night before.� She smiled up at him, then burrowed her head under his blanket.� The warm moist lips engulfing his cock let it be known that she had enjoyed last night as much as he had.
Carefully keeping the warm blanket around her body, Rita sat up.� She wondered how she had allowed this man to do everything he had done, especially with her daughter.� But as she watched the bobbing motion under the blanket, she knew that it wasn�t all his fault and it wasn�t all her fault either.� She knew she should somehow feel guilty about it, especially her behavior during Thanksgiving's carrying on like bitch in heat, but damn it, he was the best lay she�d ever had and she wanted him to stay, and if not stay, then to come back and� he had come back.�� Now that he had come back, if she had to share him with her thirteen year old daughter, then so be it.� �It�s not like she�s a virgin,� the mother reasoned.� �Look at her.� A total slut� just like her dear old mom.���� Looking up into Ron�s rugged face, she smiled broadly while her daughter sucked his cock.�
He couldn�t be sure, but he thought he�d found something here that had been missing in life.� It wasn�t love, per se, but a deep sexual attraction to this woman and her daughter. The woman was a great fuck and the young girl wasn�t too bad either. Here was a relationship to be nurtured and valued.� He knew he couldn�t just stay, he had a job to do, but maybe he could return� maybe he could have a place to return to and better yet, a reason to return again and again.�
Looking down at the moving lump in his lap, Rita decided the best way to compete with her offspring was to feed this man.� �I�m going to fix us some coffee and breakfast,� she declared standing and dropping the blanket slowly to reveal her body to Ron.
Ron ogled the big tits on display.�� �What a woman,� he muttered watching the mother sashaying to the kitchen using an exaggerated hip sway calculated to pique his interest.
He was between the girl�s legs eating her out when they were called for breakfast.� With his nose freed from scent of young pussy, Ron caught a whiff of bacon. As much as he was enjoying himself eating pussy, the growl in his stomach told him that he needed real food and not just a sex snack.
�You�re a mighty fine cook, Rita,� he genuinely commented pushing the scoured plate away.
As he took a sip of his third cup of black coffee, the older woman asked, �Are you going to stay for a while, or are you going to run off and disappear like you did last time?� she asked.
�Like I told ya, I�m planning on leaving tomorrow morning.�
�Do you have to go?�
�Ya want me to stay?�
Leanne piped up, �Yes, please stay, Daddy!� He liked young cock sucking girls to call him Daddy.
Ron pulled the still nude mother to him, laying on a smoldering kiss while groping a fat tit.� Breaking the kiss he said softly, �Well, if ya want, I can stay a few more days� maybe until the first.� Then��
�I know, I know.� You�ll have to go, but� will you come back?�
Watching the two naked females eating breakfast had done nothing to cool his ardor.� Ron pushed his chair away from the table �Ya know it, baby!� I ain�t gonna miss out on the pussy in this house! Now, which of ya two cock pleasers wants a ride first?�
Leanne jumped up exclaiming, �Me! Me! Me!� only to be shoved aside by her mother.
�Sweetie, you�re just going to have to wait your turn.� Your mama's going to be first.�
THE END
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