Donald could feel it gathering in his dangling testicles. Like a growing storm, his reservoir of cum was preparing itself. Preparing to spew out and blister his Jezebel wife's tonsils and throat with its scalding heat.
Sucking and lapping at her bulging clitoris, he waited for the oncoming eruption. Closer and closer it came with each lunging gluttonous suck of his wife's mouth.
Finally, David couldn't hold it back any longer. With a primal scream and a brutal thrust, he buried his prick up into his father's ass all the way up to its hairy hilt.
"FUUUCCCKKKKKK—" he bellowed out as he felt his balls contract and dump their fiery load into his father's bowels.
"Oh Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk—" Donald groaned as he felt his guts being seared by the clinging fire of his son's semen.
As gross and disgusting as it was, he felt a binding of their spirits as he felt his own balls explode and shoot their frothy load down into his wife's hot, sucking, clutching mouth. He had never felt such a feeling. Disgust, pleasure, hate, delight, pain, revulsion, hunger, and more, all rolled into one sudden upheaval inside his head. His mind swirled about in a tornadic whirl of emotion overload as his hips shook and shuddered and his cock spewed its pestilent load into her mouth.
Gloria hungrily devoured Donald's eruption, ravenously sucking and pulling on him. Then the perversity of everything spread over her mind and body as her hips began to shake and bounce. Her own catastrophic orgasm overwhelmed her. The fires of hell erupted inside her cunt threatening to burn out of control and leave a gaping, smoking crater where her cunt had once been. The pleasure was so intense, she could feel the sensitive lining of her cunt blister and scorch. Somehow all of them were being bound together in a great scathing cataclysm of depravity as they all sloshed through the cesspool of their incestuous hell...
Finally, it was over and she found herself spiraling back down to reality.
Then she heard Donald growl in pain as David backed away from him and pulled his shrinking hardness out of his father's ass and she let Donald's shriveling pink worm slowly slither out of her mouth. She felt the bed lurch and shudder as Donald rolled off her and onto his back beside her.
Looking up, she watched David roll off the bed and start for the bathroom. Watching her son's hard, muscular butt as he shuffled across the room toward their bathroom, she felt another lecherous stab of desire in the smoking hole of her cunt. She closed her eyes and listened to Donald quietly sobbing as she heard the shower come on. The gentle shaking of the bed from Donald's crying was making her sleepy as she heard the shower stop.
Then she heard David plodding back across the room toward the bed. Opening her eyes she watched him approach with his big, plump cock flopping about heavily as it hung down between his muscular thighs.
Grinning evilly, he walked around and stopped with his cock hanging down only inches above her face.
"Would you like to have a taste?" he leered down at her.
"Why, of course," she grinned back up at him, watching as he slowly lowered his flaccid prick down to her lips.
She quickly opened her mouth and sucked him into her mouth as she heard Donald whimper in disgust.
Slowly, lovingly she ran her tongue around the bulbous head of her son's cock as she toyed with his dangling balls. She could feel Donald's eyes on them as David's cock gradually began to grow and swell.
In a short time, David's thick column of meat had hardened to the point he would be able to put it inside of her. Grinning, he backed away and slowly pulled his spit-covered prick out of her mouth. Crawling up on the bed, he climbed up between her outstretched legs and lowered his maleness down to the sopping slit between his mother's legs.
Smiling up at him, she reached up and clutched his bobbing cock and guided it down into her waiting wetness.
"Yeeesssssss," she hissed as she felt the head of his cock slide into her cunt.
As her son's prick slowly disappeared inside her cunt, she heard Donald's choked gasp.
"God, have you no shame?" she heard him wheeze as David began to fuck her with strong, deep strokes.
Rocking his hips back and forth, David began driving his cock into her all the way in with each thrust.
Throwing her head back, Gloria reveled in the feel of her son's beautiful cock sliding in and out of her, bringing her pleasure she could never have imagined.
Suddenly, she felt the bed shake and shudder as Donald rolled off of it and onto the floor. Thinking he must be going to the bathroom, she slowly opened her eyes and saw him walking toward the door of the bedroom. His shoulders were dejectedly hunched over and the long, black cord trailed along on the floor as he shuffled toward the door.
Where could he be going, she groggily wondered as she watched him waddle out of the room.
She could hear his heavy step going down the hallway and then down the stairs.
"Stop for a minute, David, Dear," she whispered, straining to hear where Donald was headed.
David stopped in mid stroke, leaving his wet, glistening cock half in and half out of her cunt.
She couldn't be sure but it sounded like Donald was going into the kitchen.
Why would he be going to the kitchen, she wondered. Then it struck her.
"Oh, My fucking God," she gasped, "THE GUN--"
The End
Don't say that I didn't warn you…
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