2/17/2017

"Porn Stories" Mrs. Carter's Boys

Porn Stories Mrs. Carter's Boys
Lauri Carter was, in all outward appearances, the typical housewife and mother. She attended church regularly with her f****y, made it to all P.T.A. meetings, assisted with all charity drives, baked goods sales, school fundraisers, sl**povers, campouts, you name it. In fact, she was nominated, more than once, for a local Mother of the Year Award, winning once. She was the perfect wife, perfect mother, perfect example to all, so much so that most of the other wives in town were jealous, more, envious, of Laurie, unable to understand how she did it all, what her secret was, to put it bluntly. They assumed that she was either born perfect or took a risky regimen of pills to level her out and get her through so much; however, her real secret was much darker.(Porn Stories)

Laurie was what only some knew to be a complete nymphomaniac, rarely satisfied sexually for longer than mere moments, no matter how hard she was made to cum. She would sl**p with nearly anyone that she could, far more male in numbers than female, though the latter was hardly ever excluded from her fun, if offer was made. Laurie happily fucked her husband as often as she could and was even allowed, on certain occasions, to set up, at least, a session with another couple, sometimes, not resulting in actual penetration of either of the women by the husbands, sometimes, only penetration of one’s partner, and, in only a few instances, everything imaginable. It was always a tremendous delight for Laurie and everyone else. She could suck a cock like no other, eat pussy like an experienced lesbian, and had no problem taking loads of hot, dripping cum from her male partners, always making it known that, since she had had her tubes tied, she preferred that condoms not be used, in fact, not only insisting upon it but threatening that she would not participate if they were. 

What her husband, Peter, did not know, however, was that Laurie’s escapades went much further. All that Peter was aware of was the foursomes and their personal times, late at night, after the k**s were in bed. Nothing at all gave the man an inclination that his wife had been doing anything else. The reality of it all was that Laurie eagerly sought out any man or men that would have her, always scheming for her next indiscretion, the more, the merrier, going so far as to initiate an occasional gangbang or small orgy, without her husband being a party to it.

This required great stealth, far more than most would ever entertain the notion of, given its great lengths, but Laurie Carter was more determined to seek and dedicated to fulfilling ends to her sexual needs than she was to anything else. Nothing else required nearly the effort, and nothing else provided as much satisfaction and joy. She loved every part of it, even the work to pull it all off, spending many days at the computer, posting numerous ads on sex sites and in personals, advertising that her pussy was available and very friendly, open to making new friends, that she loved anal sex as much as one could, that she longed for soaked, pink pussy, and especially, to have two men inside of her while one was presented to her awaiting face, always stroking herself furiously as she wrote these things. Her pert, pink nipples were always erect and ready, the mere thought of what she wanted to do never failing to make them stand guard, as hard as rock. Every day, when she awoke, Laurie knew that she would spend as much time as she could get away with either fulfilling her urges or trying to fulfill them. As soon as her husband and k**s were out the front door, her clothes came off immediately, if she were ever wearing anything under her robe. 

There were moments when Laurie got lucky enough that a delivery man would come to the door, sometimes, allowing her to “receive an extra package,” knowing that she wouldn’t get caught but somewhat hoping that she would, maybe even that her husband would get excited enough to join in on the festivities. The real problem was that Laurie saw, in her neighborhood, countless housewives, lonely husbands, and even college-age sons and daughters that she wanted nothing more than to ravage with every inch of her body. She couldn’t very well fuck them all. In fact, she knew that it was best not to fuck any of them, but sometimes, she couldn’t help but want to so badly that her pussy ached.

Laurie was the perfect, insatiable, thirty-eight-year-old milf next door that every man in the neighborhood, no matter their age, longed for, stroked their cocks to the thought of, imagined coming to their door to have her way with them, etc. She felt, for some time, that she’d gotten married and had k**s way too early, her oldest son already about to leave high school. What made matters so much worse, Laurie often thought, was that her son had older friends, friends that were in college or, at least, of the age to be, and there wasn’t a single one of them that Laurie didn’t find herself drooling over, anxious to tear their clothes from them, piece by piece. She wondered if her son would mind if he found out that she had fucked most of his friends. 

Whenever P.J.’s friends came over during the summer months to swim, Laurie made it a point, every time, to lay out in her chair, clad only in a very small bikini that, though covering her nipples, pussy and ass, hinted enough at what she had been blessed with to get everyone excited. Peter knew what Laurie was doing and didn’t mind. He even kind of liked it, letting his wife show off her goods, so far as that was all that she was doing. It seemed that the neighbors didn’t know what was going on, and maybe, Laurie told herself, the boys didn’t know either. Their nineteen and twenty-year-old minds were, perhaps, a bit too sexually underdeveloped to grasp the intricacies of unbridled, thirty-eight-year-old lust.

Laurie didn’t know if they could handle her tight milf ass, her unbelievably tight, pink pussy (still so tight after having k**s and having fucked so many men), her perky tits, still very ample and firm for her age, as she made a point to exercise very well, though they were a bit smaller than she would have liked, or more especially, if her son’s friends could really appreciate the mesmerizing, cum-guzzling blowjobs that Laurie loved to give, that she could fuck a man to near destruction, or that she had no problem with having every one of her holes stuffed to the brim at the same time. Surely, she would have to teach them, she thought, and she would teach them well. She would give them far better sexual education than any school ever could have. If they wanted to really understand sex, she knew, they would have to experience fucking someone so well-trained as her, preferably, many times.

The problem was figuring out how exactly Laurie could fuck her son’s friends without him knowing about it. The idea of having to keep it all a secret from P.J and Peter made it feel that much hotter, but getting it all started seemed impossible. Something had to be done, and though Laurie was incredibly calculating, she wasn’t entirely sure that she could find a way to guide each and every one of those eager, young cocks into her holes. It must be done, though, she reminded herself nearly every time that she masturbated, thinking of those tight, glistening bodies and their very rigid, she imagined, very impressively big, cocks. P.J. had four friends that were plenty old enough, and whether or not they had had adequate sexual teachings, Laurie planned to give them more than they had ever even wanted.

It seemed a boon for Laurie when P.J. started dating a girl that he’d graduate with, the summer after high school finally arriving. P.J. was eighteen, his own man, and doing his own thing, more often than not, out very late with his girlfriend, sometimes, not coming home until well into the next morning. Peter always worked late and was called, many times, to go out of town. Laurie had a sneaking suspicion that he was fucking his secretary anyway and probably, other women, too. She thought that it would be her deserved punishment if Peter had found out about her liaisons; however, she knew that he could not have and felt that he was a hypocrite for sharing her so rarely and often making her hold back from actually fucking anyone. It seemed like the perfect timing, like a gift, that her husband and son were hardly ever home now. If she could just get her son’s friends to come over and not have any neighbors get wise to what she was doing, Laurie could finally fulfill her biggest fantasy ever. She’d been in plenty of threesomes, foursomes, orgies, and a handful of gangbangs, but almost never did she get to fuck more than three men at once, and it had never been with anyone that she desired half as much as she wanted P.J.’s friends. 

Things fell a little bit more in line when Chris, one of the four Laurie so heavily craved, came over one night to look for P.J. Laurie e****ted Chris into the living room and ordered him to sit down on the couch, offering him something to drink, waiting until he seemed comfortable before informing him that his friend was not home. Laurie sat around most of the day and the night in only her robe and a small thong, not thinking that she would necessarily get lucky but that it didn’t matter since no one would see her, and it made it so much easier to play with her pussy, something that she had done four times already since everyone else left. She could feel her robe loosening on its own, enough that, at least, a large amount of both of her beautiful tits would show to Chris, possibly, arousing him to no end.

When Laurie finally broached the subject and made it known that P.J. wasn’t home and likely wouldn’t be for many hours, Chris thanked her and got up to leave, a great disappointment to the hostess. “Chris. Chris, come back. Come on. You know me. I won’t bite.” After a wink that Laurie desperately hoped Chris saw and understood, she added, “Not if you ask me not to, anyway.”

“Mrs. Carter, I’m… I’m not sure what’s going on here. I can… I can see your ummm… your umm…”

“My what, Dear,” Laurie asked, laughing so hard that her tits heaved and shook, nearly making one of her nipples poke out from the inside of the fabric.

Laurie hoped that, maybe, just maybe, if she somehow got Chris to fuck her, he could talk to his friends, and he and the others could be convinced that if they wanted to fuck her, they would have to be very secretive about it but that she would do absolutely anything that they wanted and more.

“Mrs. Carter,” Chris nervously continued, “You’re my best friend’s mom, and it seems like you’re hitting on me. This is weird, and I don’t feel right.”

“You’re telling me you don’t like me,” Laurie questioned, looking as though she were pouting, knowing that it would play on Chris’ weaknesses and get him to come around more.

“It’s not that, Mrs. Carter. You’re hot, so fuckin’ hot! But you’re P.J.’s mom, and plus, you’re married. I gotta go.”

As Chris started to get up, Laurie let her robe fly open a little, spreading her legs, running her hands all over her bare tits, one of them soon running all over the outside of her nearly see-through thong. “Ok then, Chris. I guess you’re not man enough. Take care.”

At the sight of the most unbelievable tits that he’d ever seen in person, though he’d only seen one other pair, Chris quaked and fell back onto the couch, unable to move. He had no idea why he was doing it, but when his strength resumed, he found his mouth going slowly toward his friend’s mom’s chest, ready to take one of her nipples into his mouth.

Laurie could see the huge bulge in Chris’ jeans, thinking that his cock must be a breathtaking sight. She hoped that he really was about to give in, as he seemed to be.

As Chris got halfway, he stopped, not sure if he should continue, for a number of reasons, but before he could think much about what those reasons were, the back of his head was grabbed by Laurie, forcing him onto her. Chris eagerly accepted the pert nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, at first, and then, harder, rubbing himself through his pants as he did.

Laurie graciously let go and allowed everything to continue, now, once again, rubbing her now-soaked cunt with her right hand, running it down the clit and the hole, back up, and finally, slipping the hand underneath the silk material, working her clit with ferocity enough to rival anyone ever on film. 

Suddenly, Chris jerked back, still afraid of what he was doing and what he wanted so badly still to do. “Is this ok, Mrs. Carter,” Chris asked, sheepishly.

“It’s all ok, Chris, but if you don’t keep going, we’re gonna have a problem!”

“So, you wanna fuck me,” Chris asked, the question a mix of funny and arousing at the same time.

“Yes, Chris, definitely,” Laurie exclaimed, pulling her thong to the side to expose her neatly-trimmed, tight, slickened, pink box. “Have you ever seen one of these before, Chris? This is what you’re going to lick and stick that big, hard, fucking cock of yours into!”

“I’ve seen one before, but it wasn’t as pink as yours, and it was really hairy. That’s….” Chris could barely continue, gulping so nervously. “That’s better than most of ‘em I’ve seen in porn!”

“Mmmmmm. Well, it’s all yours!”

Chris, without another word, resumed sucking on Laurie’s nipple, his hand wandering over to feel her wet and excited pussy, rubbing haphazardly over the hole, soon, a finger sliding into it. 

“Thatta boy, Chris,” Laurie shouted. “Now, put another finger in! Work that fucking pussy!”

Chris jolted from his position, taking his finger out of Laurie, throwing his arm around her and kissing her passionately as she let her robe fall from her, soon, laid onto the couch, her panties removed from her, Chris slowly lowering his face toward her helpless pussy. “This is what women like, right? They like guys to go down on them?”

“Very much, Chris. Lick that fucking cunt!”

Chris could not believe the sight before him, the most glorious pussy that he figured he’d ever see up close now spread out before him, ready to be savagely taken advantage of by his never-before pussy-touched tongue.

Chris’ technique gave Laurie a small chuckle, though, she realized soon enough that Chris had raw talent, by far, not the best experience that Laurie had ever had of someone eating her pussy, but definitely better than some that claimed to have done it many times. With some coaching, Laurie thought, Chris could become a world-class pussy licker. 

After a while, Laurie could feel anticipated tingling and rising pressure, her orgasm pushing its way slowly to the fore like a courageous soldier. With just a few thorough lessons, Chris would be better at the task than Peter was, not that Peter was very good at it or did it that often, despite Laurie sucking Peter’s cock to explosion at least three to four times per week, at least, in weeks that Peter didn’t purposely avoid coming home. 

Laurie grabbed Chris’ head and pulled him hard as she arched her back, the excitement of her swollen clit creating a whirlwind as the tongue joyously danced up to it and flicked it back and forth, sensations growing within Laurie’s waiting pussy that she had only hoped to feel anytime soon. Without previous warning, Laurie, shoved Chris’ face as hard against her as she could and exclaimed, “That’s right, Chris! Eat that fucking pussy! Lick that fucking pussy! Fuck, you’re good at this! I’m gonna cum on your fucking face! I’m gonna fucking cum! I’m gonna…” Before Laurie could finish her sentence, she let out a monstrous gush of sweet pussy nectar, something that Chris had never tasted before but recognized as, perhaps, the greatest thing that he’d ever tasted, something that he definitely wanted a lot more of in the near future.

After being licked clean, Laurie collapsed back in full prostrate position, not knowing what to do next, still recovering from the best orgasm that she’d had in days. 

“Should I stick my dick in your now,” Chris asked, again, causing a slight chuckle.

“No, Chris,” Laurie ordered. “Not yet. I want to taste you. It’s only fair, after that great orgasm you gave me, that I return the favor and suck every inch of that massive cock you have! Do you have any idea how long I’ve watched you and thought about it?”

Chris, taken aback and a little confused, allowed Laurie to sit up and unbutton his jeans, sliding them off of him more quickly than he’d ever done to himself, even when he was ready to ravage himself in the comfort of his own bedroom. When Laurie got the pants and the boxers past Chris’ erection, ready to lower them to the floor, his cock bounced, flopping out and nearly smacking Laurie in the face. It was drenched in pre-cum, all of it sloppily running down the shaft, creating a shine that made Laurie feel that she might cum again, before even taking the thing into her mouth. 

Chris couldn’t hold back, could not protest or object in any way, having only had one blowjob before, and he imagined that this blowjob would be far better, from a much more experienced and more giving person. Laurie gladly took the cock into her hands, beating it hard enough to nearly make Chris erupt, licking slowly up the each side of the shaft to rid it of what was, probably, the best pre-cum to ever go down Laurie’s throat. “Mrs. Carter,” Chris shouted, feeling himself on a verge that not even he had ever brought himself to in his many times alone.

Laurie loved the effect that she had on Chris and could not wait for much more, slowly inserting the tip of Chris’ engorged cock into her slippery mouth, sucking a bit faster and faster, taking a few inches, then, several more, until nearly all of the cock was inside of her, working tremendously on it while groping and gently massaging Chris’ tender and hardly-touched balls. Laurie suddenly had a thought, however, that Chris had likely had a blowjob before but had likely never performed a 69 with anyone.

“Chris,” Laurie began, removing her mouth from the cock, though sure to continue stroking it softly, methodically, rhythmically building the load that Chris was sure to blow any minute, “Have you heard of a 69?”

“Yeah. I’ve seen it online. It looks hot.”

“Oh, it is, Chris. It is. Why don’t you lay down on the couch, and I’ll show you what a 69 is. Would you like to lick my pussy while I go back to sucking this beautiful cock of yours?”

“Oh, yes! Yes!” Chris couldn’t find more words than this, much too excited to think.

Laurie helped Chris to lie down, slowly guiding her legs up over him and around him, though there was hardly enough room on the couch, Laurie’s left leg dr****g over the side enough to nearly fall off. She positioned herself closer to Chris’ face, encouraging him to do whatever he liked to either of her nether holes, happily inserting the still-stiffened and glistening cock back into her mouth, Chris taking no rest before lunging at Laurie’s dripping pussy, gladly giving it another thorough coating of saliva, eventually, though he didn’t know why, even sliding a finger into Laurie’s asshole. 

The feeling was almost too much for Laurie. She couldn’t help but rock back and forth, making it difficult for Chris to keep going, requiring him to now grab a hold of Laurie’s hips and plant his face deeply against the quivering pussy, lapping hungrily at it as his cock was sucked up and down, every minute bit of it being strangled by Laurie’s tightened mouth as her right hand furiously rubbed the scrotum and occasionally grabbed the lower part of the shaft to give an extra-firmness and direct pressure. In no time, Chris could take no more. He could not hold back, sending the biggest torrent of cum that had ever been shot from him straight into Laurie’s eager mouth, though not all of it could be swallowed, some of it raining out and down Laurie’s chin. With no thought that Chris might fight and be unable to handle it all, Laurie continued to suck the cock before her, slurping every drop of white goo from its purple head and from the upper reaches of its shaft, swallowing every inch of it once more, sending Chris so far over the edge that he gave Laurie’s ass such a hard smack that it could almost be heard outside. Little did Chris know, however, thinking that he was somehow going to get Laurie off of him with his fierce action, but Laurie loved to have it rough, loved to be manhandled and have her ass treated so harshly. The smack only drove her further to swallow as much cock as possible, to work every droplet away. 

Chris knew that he could not get away and would have to allow things to go on as they had, gripping the top of the couch’s back for dear life as his other hand went onto Laurie’s back and rubbed downward, to her ass. Chris, Laurie knew, was right where she wanted him, and with a break, he would be ready to learn how to pound a real woman’s pussy like a man.

Laurie got up from her hunching over Chris and proceeded to inform him that, until his dick was hard enough to fuck her, he would have to keep her busy, without any more said, gliding her pussy atop Chris’ face. “This, Chris, is what you call facesitting. You’re going to eat my pussy some more, until we get that big, fat cock of yours ready! Then, you’re going to bend me over and fuck me like the dirty whore that I am! You’re going to learn a lot about pleasing a woman tonight! You’re not leaving until you’ve pounded me good and put enough cum in me to give me something to think about for a while!”

Laurie could hear only a few muffled sounds, but it appeared that Chris said, “Yes, Mrs. Carter.”

“Chris, I think that after what we’ve just done, you can call me Laurie. Ok? Unless you like calling me Mrs. Carter. Frankly, I’d prefer to be called ‘Dirty Whore,’ ‘Cum Slut,’ or ‘Fuck Doll.’”

“Yes, Mrs. Carter. I mean, Laurie, Cum Slut, Whore.” The sounds, though muffled still, filled Laurie with such a****l lust that she had, too often, she felt, had to feel all alone, so seldom getting to feel while riding a man’s face or dick.

“And you know what you’re gonna do, Chris,” Laurie asked, though hoping that it wouldn’t stop the attention to her pussy. “Don’t stop eating me. Just listen to what I’m going to tell you. Lick that fucking pussy! Lick it hard! Now, you’re going to keep licking me, and you’re going to come back here very soon with your friends. I want to fuck each and every one of P.J.’s friends! I’ve wanted to for a while, and you’re going to tell them to keep this all secret and tell them what a great fuck I am! You’re going to tell them that they need to fuck me, that it’s the experience of a lifetime, that I suck dick like they can’t believe, that I will fuck them all so hard that their heads spin off, and that they’re all going to fuck me at the same time, including you! You, Michael, Denis, Kev, all of you, are going to gangbang Mrs. Carter!”

“Yes, Mrs… Laurie, Whore, Cum Slut,” Chris attempted to say. He didn’t think much of what gangbanging Laurie would involve, but if it meant that he got to taste her sweet pussy again and to fuck her, he would do whatever she commanded. 

He wasn’t completely sure that the other three would agree to the terms of fucking P.J.’s mom, but he would do his best to convince them.

Laurie leaned back, enjoying the moment, her clit pressed against Chris’ tongue, reaching for his cock, in hopes that it might be hard enough to be f***ed into her pussy finally. Expertly, with her left hand holding her up, Laurie leaned her right hand backward, like a contortionist, grabbing at the cock not far behind her, disappointed to find that it was only half hard. Without warning, Laurie twisted around fast and shoved her pussy back against Chris’ face, taking his cock once more into her mouth, coaxing it hard, this time, not being so gentle with it but giving it the most intense beating of its life, bringing almost instantaneous return of full hardness. 

“Now,” Laurie announced, jumping up, “Your cock is hard! We’ve had our fun, but I need to be fucked! I need fucked really really hard! Can you fuck me really really hard, Chris?!”

“Yes,” Chris agreed, telling himself that he must but worried that he might not live up to expectation.

Laurie joyfully, bent over the end of the couch, Chris following right behind her, inserting his cock slowly into her very wet pussy, providing more than enough lubrication. It felt remarkable, far better than the two times that Chris had fucked his ex-girlfriend. He’d had to wear a condom both times, yet here he was, inside of a real woman, completely bareback, knowing that it was ok not only to continue, but expected that he would eventually deposit his creamy load deep inside. 

Chris happily pumped away, picking up momentum and even getting slightly better at what he was doing with each thrust. “That’s right, Chris! Keep fucking me just like this! Make sure you pull my hair sometimes, and smack my ass, and call me lots of dirty names!” Laurie’s demands seemed almost a bit much all at once, but Chris obliged, learning that he liked it all, giving Laurie’s ass a few hard smacks, followed by rubs, pulling her hair with one hand, continuing to smack with the other, pumping mightily, and telling Laurie that she was “the hottest, dirtiest cum whore ever, having the tightest, pinkest pussy anyone could ever cum in.” It sent Laurie flying, raging over the cliff that she didn’t even think that she’d visit so soon, rocking on Chris’ cock as her pussy let loose with fiery gust. She didn’t want it to end, wanting to build the orgasm up to heights that she couldn’t take, ordering that Chris not let go of her hair or stop smacking her. The orgasm kept on, more and more, not allowing any chance of coming down, the shouts of “cum whore, dirty bitch, dirty cum whore, cum slut, filthy fuck doll,” and a few other things going along the entire time.

Laurie’s orgasm became so intense that she shot off of Chris’ cock like a rocket, falling face-first onto the couch as Chris was left confused, wandering up to her to rub her ass and then her pussy, which caused Laurie to buck away so hard that her face rubbed painfully against the couch’s course material. 

“Did I do something wrong,” Chris asked, very worried.

“No. No, not at all, Chris,” Laurie said, lifting herself onto her side to look at him. “You did nothing wrong. In fact, you fucked me in a way that nobody’s fucked me for some time! You’re so fucking good at this, Chris! You’re a hell of a fuck! 

You’re going to make many women very very happy! You made me cum more than I could take. I just need a bit of a break, but we’re definitely going to finish. If you want, I’ll gladly suck you some more while my pussy recovers.”

In her moment of reflection and deep, sincere satisfaction, Laurie realized, grabbing the hardened piece of meat presented to her face, that Chris’ cock was surprisingly larger than many she’d taken. It wasn’t so humongous that it made him a freak, but it was, by and large, bigger than the ones of the men that Peter had shared her with and, Laurie thought, at least as big as Peter’s, though she had difficulty comparing the two, Peter so rarely home anymore or interested in fucking his wife. 

Laurie knew that she would love it, beyond measure, if Peter and Chris were to shove their cocks in her face at the same time, allowing a real comparison and the start of what would probably be the greatest threesome ever to grace Laurie’s holes. Peter was an amazing fuck, too, which is why it would be so great. Of all of the men that Laurie had fucked, Peter was her favorite, though, with time and more experience, Chris would definitely be a rival. The problem, of course, was Peter’s lack of desire for Laurie, their sex life taking a drastic nosedive over the last several months, partly why Laurie felt so little guilt about fucking everyone that came her way.

After sucking Chris’ cock for a few minutes, Laurie thought that her pussy had likely calmed down and was ready for another intense pounding. She told Chris that he needed to fuck her just like he had, very hard, while shouting lots of dirty names at her, pulling her hair, smacking her ass, and if he could maybe even think of some new names to call her, she promised that she would fight through her orgasm until both had had one and Chris’ load was deep inside of her pussy.

It seemed that the second round began much as the first had ended, Laurie’s pussy far more excited than she had anticipated and Chris able to continue where he left off, pounding with furious luster, performing already as if he had been preparing himself to be a porn actor. Laurie was unsure if she could take another orgasm like the last one, but she knew that she had promised. She could not allow her pussy to leave Chris’ dick until both had cum. The pounding soon enough brought her back to the verge of a mind-blowing orgasm, this one, even more intense than the last. She felt her body begin to shoot away but fought as best as she could, gripping even tighter onto the couch and pushing herself backward, giving enough return thrust that Chris could take no more either, emptying a surprisingly massive load into Laurie at the moment that her pussy strangled the cock and sent shockwaves of pleasure penetrating every inch of Laurie’s body. 

Not only had Laurie gotten one of her wishes, to fuck one of Chris’ friends, but he turned out to be a phenomenal lover, someone that Laurie would gladly fuck as often as possible for the sheer fulfillment of it alone. With her pussy unable to cope for a while, however, Laurie suggested that Chris treat her ass the same way that he had just treated her pussy, a welcomed idea once Chris’ bl**d returned to his manhood. 

All that Laurie could think about the whole time was that she still needed to get all four of P.J.’s friends together at the same time. Even if some of them might not be that good, the idea of it all would be enough to provide ample amounts of orgasms, a sure nightlong indoctrination for them all and for her pussy, ass, and mouth. In little time, Laurie was left, face down on the couch, her pussy, ass, and mouth crusted with Chris’ loads, drifting off to dreams of four large cocks filling her, the occasional moan of joy escaping from her lips, Chris left to wonder if he should stay or just cover her up and leave. At last, he gave up trying to decide and threw his clothes on as quickly as possible, sauntering out the front door with the biggest smile he’d ever had, Laurie still on the couch, still coated and genuinely pleased, though there would be no one home for many hours, the likelihood of getting caught very minimal, not that Laurie was even sure how much she cared anymore. All that mattered was the night and getting the next round of cock.


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