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 Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Neighbors
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Keywords: (MF M+F+ cheat oral)
Language: English
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   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  As a friend of
my wife calls it, MSU (made shit up).  A lurking neighbor and his horny
wife make Mike a very happy camper.  And then the sister shows up.  Almost
too much to believe...Just a lot of porno...A stroke story !

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   The Neighbors

   (MF M+F+ cheat oral)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   In Tribute

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   The First Time

   The evening air was still and very warm.  Mike Finley was standing in
his driveway and watching the water from the hose arc on to his lawn. 
There were a couple of places that were brown.  The home owner's
association didn't like brown lawn.  A couple of kids were down the block,
skateboarding.  Other than that, the block was empty.

   The sound preceded the visual by about five seconds.  Mike turned and
watched a brand new VW Bug race up into his neighbor's driveway.  He was
hoping that whoever was in the Bug didn't notice him jump when the Bug
headed for the driveway.  He adjusted the water back on to the lawn.

   His neighbor's wife was getting out of the back seat of the VW.  There
was another young lady in the front passenger seat and another driving. 
Mike tried not to stare but did so anyway.  His eyes were covered with very
dark aviator shades so who was going to know ?  He'd fuck any one of them.
All three of them if he could arrange it.  He flexed his cock in his
shorts.

   The girls were gabbing about this and that.  Mike could hardly pick out
a word here and there.  His neighbor's wife had her back to him and he was
staring at her butt.  For such a tiny thing she had a very big butt.  She
couldn't be but five foot two at the most.  He almost didn't notice that
she was backing away from the Bug.

   He quickly focused his attention to the departing VW as it sped out the
driveway and into the street.  She was looking over at him.  He could feel
her attention.  Maybe, he'd start it.  He was twenty years her
senior...possibly older than her father.  Her husband was a good shit;
always helped around the neighborhood.  But still, he'd fuck her.  He'd
fucked younger...Not kids...Early twenties.  Almost like virgins...But then
who wanted to fuck a virgin ?

   "Howdy !  Neighbor !"

   He looked up like he was surprised.  She was standing there in the
middle of her driveway.

   "Well...Hi !  Darla !" She was walking toward him and gesturing toward
her house.

   "I was going to get myself a beer.  Want one ?"

   Mike thrust the garden hose on Darla Lane and was back pedaling up his
driveway before she could move.  "I've got plenty.  Be back in a moment."
He turned and rushed up the driveway and into his garage.  Two frosty beers
flew out of the refrigerator.  She was still watering the lawn when he
spied her again.  Wide hips and two big, fat butt cheeks.  She was damn
near flat chested.  Really cute though, dark brown hair that reached her
shoulders in curls.  She thought it made her look taller.

   He took a pull.  She was wearing just a tank top with shorts.  Sandals
finished out the evening's...I should really say afternoon's attire. 
Didn't look like she was wearing a bra and he couldn't spy a panty line. 
Maybe his neighbor's wife was a little hotter than he imagined ?  The two
of them hardly ever talked; like she didn't trust him.  His neighbors had a
six year old boy.  Nice kid.

   She'd just finished a pull off the bottle.  "Thanks.  Dale and Rick are
up at the cabin...So I went out...A girls afternoon out." She smiled at
him. He was not hard to look at, even though he was a lot older than they
were.  And she'd seen him naked, fucking women, eating their pussies.  She
and her husband had watched the women suck his cock.  She felt he already
knew they watched.

   "Well...Why home so early ?  You could be out dancing the night away."
He was sure they had seen him with his play toys.  Well...Not positive but
their bedroom light had been on plenty of times at the start and off at the
end of his backyard orgies.  It turned him on to think that they watched.
He found women got turned on when he played with his cock.  It turned him
on watching them watch him.

   "Habit...I guess.  I haven't had much time to party since Rick was born.
Fuckin' A...God damn kid's a full time job on top of my real full time job
!" She was fired up, half loaded.  Another one and she'd be shit faced. 
"Life sucks !"

   He was surprised at her foul language.  He wondered if she'd scream
nasty words while he was fucking her eyes out.  "Seems Dale pulls a fair
share of the chores..." She was finished with her beer and backing away
from him.

   "Getting another one.  You good ?" Mike just nodded and watched her walk
up the driveway and on to their porch.  Her butt cheeks were rubbing back
and forth against each other.  Mike gave his cock a squeeze and then looked
down the street for the skateboarders.  The street was empty.  It was
becoming dusk.  He pulled the hose up toward the house and turned off the
water.  He was coiling the hose when she called out.

   "Yo !  Neighbor...Where are you !?" It sounded like she was disappointed
he was no longer watering the lawn.  He stood.  She looked right at him and
held up another beer.  He'd have to watch the alcohol.  It didn't work too
well with the pills.  The big "V." It turned him into a superman.  He could
usually fuck two, sometimes three times.

   He wandered down toward her and took the offered beer.  They looked out
toward the west and watched the desert colors disappear from the sky as
night started to arrive.  She no longer had her little purse with the long,
silly chain on it.  He wondered if she'd share a smoke with him but she was
probably oiled enough already.

   "We've watched you..." It was hardly a whisper.  Mike shivered as he
turned toward her.  She was still staring at the sky.  He was sure she was
braless as her nipples were making little bumps in her tank top.

   He whispered back.  "Wanna go investigate the crime scene ?"

   He turned and was heading for the gate.  Halfway to the gate; he figured
she'd chickened out when she burst out of the bushes in front of him. 
Crouched down and laughing like a kid.  Mike was getting a woody in his
jockey shorts.  He used to wear boxers but the jockey shorts constricted
his cock and often made it look larger than it was.

   He opened the gate and Darla scampered by him into the back yard.  Mike
closed the gate and followed at a trot.  She was sitting in one of the
chairs that was easily spied on from her bedroom window.  Mike sat down in
the patio chair next to her.

   "You sure hubby's not watching ?" He wasn't sure if he was serious but
would like some warm fuzzies.  He looked up at the window.  It was dark. 
Darla was laughing softly.

   "Let me tell you we have talked about it.  Several times !  Every time
we catch you and one of your friends, he fucks me like an animal." She took
another swallow of beer.  Mike got up and walked inside to get the glass
pipe.  It was packed with weed and ready to go on the kitchen counter.  She
was still sitting there when he got back.

   Darla had planned that afternoon to catch him watering.  He watered
almost every evening.  Her husband encouraged her to let him know that they
had caught him several times.  They had a couple of tapes of him and his
playmates; almost all of it too dark to view.  She wondered if she was
being too obvious ?  The video camera was a last minute idea.  She looked
up to see if it was visible in the window ?

   Jesus !  He'd come back outside with a pipe in his hand.  Dale had
mentioned several times that the smell was just too thick and strong to be
coming from anywhere else.  He sat next to her again and lit up the pipe.

   "Here..." He squeaked it out.  He was still holding his breath.  She
reached for it and then put down her beer.  He tossed her the lighter.  She
hadn't smoked any weed since high school.  It was smooth.  Expensive stuff,
she was sure.

   He was staring at her when she handed him back the pipe.  "You've got a
video camera !" It burst out like he had just thought of it.

   She started laughing to cover her embarrassment.

   "Well..." It was like he was sure.  He was taking another hit off the
pipe.

   She just nodded once.  "No shit...That's cool." He was seriously stoned
and getting a large woody thinking of the husband up there looking through
the view finder while he was fucking the shit out of his wife.  It was
always better when he was fucking someone else's wife.  Like the sneaking
around you did when you were a teenager.

   He reached out for her hand.  She looked into Mike's eyes.  They were
slits and bloodshot.  He was rubbing her hand.  "How's the quality ?" He'd
always fantasized about filming but figured he didn't want to have to ask
and all the shit that went along with privacy well...It was just too much
of a pain in the ass.

   When he got up she figured he was so turned off at the perverts he had
living next door to him...Well, she didn't know what he was going to do ?
All of a sudden this part of the patio was flooded in light.  Darla
actually jumped up in the chaise lounge.

   He came up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.  He leaned
down and breathed on to her bare skin, up by her ear.  She smelled good,
clean and perfumed.  He had to pull her hair out of the way and it brushed
against her bare shoulders.  Goose bumps were breaking out on her shoulder.
Mike knew he was going to score the minute the goose bumps appeared.

   He removed his hands from her shoulders but his mouth remained nibbling
on her neck, licking and sucking.  He was taking down his shorts, stepping
out of the leg.  His cock was very rubbery in his jockeys.  He grabbed it
and gave it a good squeeze.  "Hubby'll go ape shit with this, won't he !?"
Mike sounded excited.

   She turned to look.  His cock was huge in the jockeys.  He was coming
closer.  His hands were on her shoulders again.  His cock was so close to
her head.  Her nipples were erect and making bumps in her tank top.  She
didn't know where to look.  His cock was even closer and now his hands were
descending on to her breasts.  She leaned back into him.  She could feel
his bone in her hair.

   "Ohhhh.....God......Yes !" She was rubbing her head back and forth on
his boner.  His hands were filling themselves with her breasts, hardly a
handful but the nipples were delightful.  He pulled on them.  Her mouth
opened again.  Nothing came out.  His hands went to her waist and up over
her head came the tank top.  She was braless and her dark nipples poked out
of small mounds of breast meat.  He bent over and sucked a nipple into his
mouth.  She moaned.

   While he was sucking on her nipples he yanked his jockeys down over his
hips.  His cock was now free.  She'd watched other women suck his cock.  He
was sure she was going to gobble him up.  He was still sucking on her tits
when he stepped out of his briefs.  He stood and moved to stand right in
front of her.

   He lifted her chin so they were looking right into each other's eyes. 
"You really got a video camera going up there ?  And you're sure hubby
isn't up there whacking off ?"

   "Yea...I'm positive.  But he's going to fuck my brains out Sunday night
when I tell him about this.  And if the video is any good, I'm sure he'll
watch it."

   "Next time he's in town we should have him come over and he can video.
You think he would ?"

   "He'd cum in his pants watching.  I'm not shittin' you." His hands were
wandering over her breasts, pulling on her nipples.  They were hard and
nice grapes on her chest.

   He moved one of his hands to her head and guided her mouth to his
hardon. She gobbled him right up.  Dale Lane was one lucky son of a bitch.
His wife was no stranger to sucking cock.  His cock was getting wet and she
was already sliding her lips back and forth on his dick.  He'd started
rocking, filling her mouth with his fat cock.  He watched her mouth going
back and forth...Filling her nose with his dark pubic hair.  At this rate
he wouldn't last long.

   Darla was so excited her shorts were getting drenched.  He was talking
with her while he pulled on her nipples and played with her tits.  When his
hand went to her head she captured his dick with her mouth.  He had a fat
prick...Way fatter than her husband's and about two inches longer.  He
stretched her lips and slobber was escaping from the corners of her mouth.

   His fat cock was yanked from her mouth when he dropped to his knees. 
"Time to get your shorts off, Mrs.  Lane." He had his hands on her waist
and she could feel her shorts being dragged off over her hips.  She raised
her ass off the chaise lounge and down they came.

   "Mrs.  Lane's been a naughty lady.  No panties.  Nice pussy, hon." He
slowly pushed her knees apart.  Her thighs were meaty and right in between
them was a thick carpet of dark pubic hair.  It formed a wide triangle on
her lower stomach.  Mike ran his hand down into it.  He could feel her
lips...Fat, thick ones.....

   .....She couldn't believe it was happening.  The two of them had talked
about it several times.  Really, they'd only caught him twice.  She could
remember each of them in detail.  Just thinking about it gave her husband a
boner...And if he got a boner, so did she.  In the past they'd tried to
seduce several of her friend's husbands; all to no avail.

   It was only after they caught him the second time that she mentioned it.
Her husband had just finished blasting three spurts of semen into her womb
while she bent over the dresser that was placed in front of the window. 
Their neighbor was still fucking his playmate on the chaise lounge down on
his patio.  She could feel her husband's dick slip out of her.

   "Maybe I could just kind of wander over there some evening and see what
happens ?  I could tell him we watched." Dale was rubbing his spent dick up
and down the crevasse made by her fat ass cheeks.  Immediately his tempo
increased.  She continued fantasizing.  He entered her from behind and
fucked her for ten more minutes.  Their neighbor was now getting a blow
job. Darla wanted to go again.....

   .....Mike's tongue was painting her thigh...Way up close to her pussy.
She was going to cum with his face in her crotch.  She just knew it.  She
leaned back in the chaise lounge and let him have his way with her.  His
fingers were in her hair.  She'd never thought to trim or shave.  Her
husband liked her "hair pie," as he called it.  His fingers were now
spreading her lips apart...His tongue was on her skin just below he
clitoris.  His tongue went right by it.  Now he was sucking a fat cunt lip.

   "Ohhhh !  Fuck !" He'd only had one other woman who talked nasty while
he was having sex with her.  He was batting her clit back and forth with
his tongue.  He'd wormed two fingers into her fat cunt and was starting to
finger fuck her.  She was sopping wet, gushing with juice.  He let his
tongue wander down her crack, to her asshole.  It was surrounded by a
forest of dark pubic hair.  He pulled her ass cheeks apart with his fingers
and them stabbed his tongue into her asshole.

   Darla's back arched and she was just along for the ride.  It was way
better than her husband and he was very good with his tongue.  She was
swinging her hips back and forth trying to escape the electric connection
that was reaming it's way into her anus.  Two fingers filled up her pussy
and his tongue was still working in her butt.  She bucked once...Then once
more.  She was trying to push his head out from between her legs.

   Mike rose.  "God !  This woman was hot," raced through his mind.  Darla
rolled over on to her side.  She was naked save the sandals.  He could see
a thick patch of hair between the cheeks of her ass.  He walked away from
her.  Darla was too wiped out to try to figure what he was doing.  She
could hear a scrapping noise and finally struggled up on the chaise lounge
to see what he was doing.

   Mike had the glass table on its side and was rolling it over into the
light.  Oh !  Jesus !  He was going to fuck her on the table.  She got
horny watching his semi-erect cock swing around below his balls.  It looked
way bigger than her husband's.  It was much fatter.  She had to stretch to
get her mouth around it.  Her husband's was much easier to suck.

   "Come here, babe." She struggled up off the chaise lounge and walked
over toward him.  He was standing right next to the table.  He placed his
cock up on the glass.  It looked huge.  "Hop right up here, honey.  Hope
you got a lot of tape up there." He laughed as she pushed her butt up on to
the edge of the table.  He was pulling the chaise lounge over and then
sitting down.  She kept her knees together.

   "Come on, babe.  Spread wide.  I'm just getting warmed up." Easy
pressure on her knees and she was leaning back on the table and hiking her
heels up on to the glass.  Again she was spread before him.  This time her
cunt opened without any assistance.  Mike's tongue knifed right into her
vagina, fucking it in and out of her.  Darla's hands went to the table's
edge and held on for dear life.  She'd never been this turned on.  His
tongue was now painting her from clit to asshole.

   She started arching her back when his tongue reamed itself back into her
asshole.  He could feel her rectum tighten every time she arched her back.
His cock was getting heavy, a prelude to a nice boner.

   He rose, jerking on his cock.  He was hard enough to get into her.  Her
legs were spread wide, her pink cunt meat very visible.  His fingers are
back in her crotch...Three fingers in her cunt with his pinky thrust into
her anus.  He pushed her to her side and pulled her face to his cock with
his other hand, she gobbled him up.  He started fucking her face.  Cramming
his cock into her mouth.  She gagged twice, spittle dribbling down on the
glass table top.

   Mike pulled the hard slab of his meat out of her mouth.  It was wet and
slippery looking.  His fingers were still fucking in and out of her cunt
and anus.  He rolled her to her back and pulled her butt to the very edge
of the glass.  Her legs went up around his shoulders.  He had his hand
wrapped around his cock.  She could feel the head poke into her.  He pushed
and his cock disappeared into her "hair pie."

   Three or four strokes later he was pulling his cock all the way out and
then slamming it back into her.  Her legs would strain against his chest
and neck as his cock fucked deep into her womb.  He pulled out again,
slapping his cock head against her cunt lips and vagina.  He was back into
her all the way.  Her legs tensed up and then he started really fucking
her.

   "Augh...Augh....Augh !" It was almost a chanting.  Every time he filled
her she made a noise.  He increased his tempo.  Her noises came closer
together.  He pulled out and flipped her over on to her belly, tits
squashed into the glass table top.  Her butt cheeks were huge.  He spread
them apart.  He could see her asshole and then her cunt lips opened.  Mike
guided his cock to her hole and then filled her.  He kept her butt cheeks
spread with his hands as he plowed his cock in and out of her fat, hairy
cunt.  Her anus winked at him every time he fucked into her.

   It was still warm out and he was starting to sweat.  Her butt cheeks
were like bumpers cars at the county fair.  He drove his cock in and out of
her.  The tingle started in his balls and then raced up to the head of his
dick.  He froze as his cock spazamed two, three times.  Semen was leaking
out of her, dribbling over the edge of the table.

   She was still on the table, on her side, gobbling him up again and his
cock was coated with his cum and her juices.  She had tasted herself before
and she loved to swallow cum.  He was getting harder, his fingers were back
in her cunt.  She wasn't sure she could stand another go around.  Her cunt
was swollen and still drooling semen.  He pulled the cock out of her mouth
and backed away from the table.

   "Let's go inside." His cock looked about ready to fuck again.  He pulled
her off the table and she ran into him.  He grabbed her butt cheeks and
rubbed his cock against her stomach.  Slight pressure on her shoulders and
she was on her way to her knees.  Her mouth was on him.  He was walking
backwards.  She was stringing along in his wake with his dick still in her
mouth.....

   .....He fucked her twice more.  Once on the couch in the den and the
other in the kitchen.  She still had her sandals on, cum dribbling down her
thighs.  She remembered walking home with the crotch of her shorts full of
cum.  But she'd do it again and again, she hoped.

   The Second Time

   Donna Street was trying to unpack her clothes.  She'd just arrived from
West Virginia, a long flight.  Her sister, Darla, was going on and on about
this and that.  She continued to put her clothes into the drawers.

   "Hey !  Sis, we finally did it."

   "Did what ?" Asked Donna.

   "Got you a date.  It's the guy next door and let me tell you he is hot."

   "And how would you know, married woman ?" Donna was big on asking
questions.  She was three years younger and not married yet.  She had a
current boy friend and he was supposed to come out here for a weekend but
with the economy how it was ?  Well, she wasn't sure.

   "Dale lets me fuck around a little." She paused for effect.  Her
sister's head came up out of her suitcase.  "This guy could do us both,
sis. He's that good." They'd shared a boy friend in high school and it had
been a very pleasant experience.

   "And Dale is going to do what ?"

   "Watch and video.  Maybe give me seconds.  Come on.  It's Friday night
in 'Vegas.  Get your mojo working, sis." Darla grabbed Donna by the
shoulders and danced her around the room for a bit.  Donna's breasts were a
good cup size larger than Darla's and they bounced around enticingly. 
Donna started laughing and Darla joined her.....

   .....Dale was just home from work.  The girls were in bathing suits,
both one pieces.  Dale could tell by the way Darla was acting.  The girls
had already started drinking.  Darla had told him everything about her
little sister, all their secrets.  He got a boner just thinking of them. 
He was getting one now, his woody growing down his pants leg.

   Darla was on the phone when Dale skipped down stairs in his swimsuit. 
He watched his half hard cock bounce around in his trunks on the way down.
The girls had full glasses so he got himself one.

   "It's ringing." She raised her glass to her husband.  He toasted her
back and glanced at his sister-in-laws tits, much bigger than his wife's.
He imagined she was calling the guy next door.  It had been over six weeks
since he fucked the shit out of his wife.  Dale had watched the video
several times.  He was getting harder.  He sat on a bar stool.

   "Mike...This is Darla Lane, from next door." She listened for a few
moments and then laughed.  "Oh !  Come on, Mike.  Hey !  My sister is in
town and we wondered if you could come over and eat with us ?" Another few
moments and Darla laughed again.  "Yea...Swim suits.  See you in a few."

   Darla came across the room and threw her arms around her sister's
shoulders and hugged her.  "You are set up now, sister.  This guy will ring
your bell all night." Donna tossed her auburn hair and looked over at Dale.
He had a hardon.  Darla was looking at it and crossing to him.  She fondled
his cock.  Donna took another drink.

   Mike Finley crossed around the hedge and came through the back yard.  He
was carrying a pitcher of margaritas in one had and his dope bag in the
other.  The woman wouldn't have called if it wasn't okay.  Well, that's
what he was thinking.  He'd seen her several times since he fucked her. 
She had always been very friendly insinuating that they should get together
but she was always with her son.

   Tonight must be the night as a famous rock and roll song said way back
when, I believe.  He looked through the sliding glass door into the
kitchen. They were all sitting around the counter in their suits.  The
sister looked hot, hotter than her sister.  And her sister was a grade "A"
fuck.  He shucked off his "T" shirt and threw his towel over his shoulder.

   Darla jumped up off her bar stool when he appeared on the patio.  He
came through the sliding glass doors and Dale rushed up to him.

   "Hey !  Glad you could make it, Mike.  Darla said she had a great time
when I was away a couple of weeks ago.  We thought we'd pay you back." He
was shaking Mike's hand with the dope bag in it.  He'd told Mike this same
story several times since Mike fucked his wife's brains out.  He was
positive she'd told him and unless they were idiots, the video should have
been super.

   "Glad to be here.  We gonna party out by the pool ?" He threw his towel
over on the couch and poured himself a margarita.  He winked at Darla.  "So
this is your sister ?"

   "Oh !" Donna exclaimed and then made introductions.  The dope bag opened
and while packing a bowl, Mike noticed the video camera on the credenza
across the room in the den.  He took another drink of margarita before
lighting the pipe.

   Everyone took a turn and it was going around again.  There was some
laughing and giggling but not much talking.  Mike made an obvious
observation down Donna's cleavage.  Dale laughed.  Darla missed it.  Donna
pressed her tits together.  The cleavage got deeper.  Darla didn't miss
Mike taking a good gander at her sister's tits.

   "Wanna go swimming, Donna ?" He was standing right behind her.  She
looked around at him and he again started at her cleavage.

   "Sure...I need a life guard ?" And actually giggled.

   "Not with those lungs, sister." Dale called out across the room as they
made their way to the doors.  He was very loaded and immediately went to
get the camera.  Darla was following the two of them.

   Mike had his hands on Donna's bare shoulders.  He leaned forward and
whispered.  "Okay if we get rid of the suits ?" She looked over her
shoulder at him.  His hands captured her breasts.  "You've got bigger tits
than your sister." She shuddered a little, realizing that she had let
herself get drunk and was probably going to let her sister's neighbor fuck
her.  His hands felt good on her breasts.  Her nipples were already hard
when he pulled the suit down to her waist.

   He was stepping out of his trunks and she couldn't help but notice his
cock dangling down on his testicles.  He was working on the rest of her
suit and now she was naked.  Her sister was behind them and taking off her
bathing suit.  Dale was filming the whole thing.  She'd watched the video
of this guy fucking her sister.  Now she was going to make a video, with
her sister, no less.  Why ?  She was drunk, she supposed.  She always got
horny when she was drunk.

   Mike had her suit pooled at her feet.  He pulled her toward the pool. 
Her white titties bounced, her nipples small little circles.  His cock
started to harden.  He pulled on it.  They were waist deep when he reached
for her breasts.  His hands were all over them, weighing them, pinching her
nipples and finally sucking them.  His hands were between her legs rubbing
her mound, his fingers combing themselves though her hair.  She spread her
legs and his fingers became bolder.

   Her sister was coming up behind him.  He moaned around the breast in his
mouth when Darla grabbed a hold of his cock.  She started jerking him off
and he slid a finger into her sister's cunt.  She groaned out loud.  Mike
started finger fucking and the moaning continued.  His hand filled itself
with her butt, creeping fingers down the crack of her ass.  He slid another
finger into her from behind.  She started humping.  He dragged his entrouge
toward the steps.  He wanted to fuck Donna.

   Dale was getting it all, his cock level with the cement most of the
time. He moved along the pool decking watching Mike drag his sister-in-law
toward the steps.  He knew he was going to fuck her.  His wife was trailing
while jerking Mike off.

   Mike sat Donna on the very edge of the pool and knelt down.  He slapped
her fuzzy cunt with his cock several times.  Donna was holding her legs up
in the air while she leaned back on her elbows.  Mike wiggled the head of
his cock into her bush and then pushed about three inches of hard cock into
her.  She tensed up and moaned out loud.  Mike pulled out and leaned back.
He could see the gash of pink around the curls.  He put his cock head
against it and pushed hard.  It was more of a squeal this time and he was
off to the races, fucking his cock in and out of her at a moderate pace.

   Dale was jerking on his cock.  Mike was fucking his sister-in-law
faster. He wanted seconds and moved toward where his wife was fingering
herself, sitting on the edge of the pool about three feet from the fucking.
He handed her the camera and walked down the steps of the pool, stroking
his cock.

   Mike had a hold of both of her legs and was spreading them apart as he
drove his cock in and out of her.  Her matted, curly pubic hair spread away
from her glistening cunt lips riding on and off a hard cock.  She was
starting to push herself back against the cock in her.  She felt his
stiffen and felt herself getting wet and sloppy.  He was still fucking her.
Her brother-in-law was stroking his hardon and she knew he would be next.
He was much smaller than their neighbor.

   Mike stepped away from the sister's crotch, dragging his cock out of her
cunt.  He seed was drooling out.  Donna was laying back on the pool
decking, her tits were moving up and down on her chest.  She was panting.
Her brother-in-law was lifting her legs and now was in her.  He was fucking
her.  She was cuming again, her legs jerking around in the air over their
fornication.  She was making sounds she didn't recognize.

   Mike wandered out of the pool and crashed on a patio chair.  Darla was
coming toward him.  He guided her face after she dropped to her knees at
his feet.  Her mouth captured his cock and now he was getting hard again.
He watched his neighbor fuck his sister-in-law.  He was really giving it to
her now.  Mike could hear the slapping of wet flesh.  He pulled Darla's
face off his cock.  He took her hand and dragged her to the pool.

   Dale was still fucking Donna.  She was throwing her head from side to
side and pounding the decking with her fists.  Mike was pushing his wife
toward the pool.  His hardon was pointing the way.  They waded into the
water and then he bent her over and fucked her doggie a few feet away from
Dale and his sister-in-law.  It wasn't long before Darla had her husband
feeding her cock while Mike fucked her brains out.

   I don't think anyone is filming anymore, do you ?
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