"Take the rubber off, John!"

The thought of her mother doing this drove me into Stacy harder and deeper. Stacy was going nuts on top of me, her young lean body, moving like lightening up and down, harder and harder. "Take the rubber off, John," she was screaming, "take it off mom. I want to feel him come inside me." Judith reached down with her free hand and stopped our movement.

I could feel her quickly pull my cock out of her little girl and twist the rubber off. She sucked on my cock for a few seconds and shoved it back inside Stacy who moaned as I buried myself inside again, skin against beautiful skin, some of her tightness of earlier replaced with a heavenly full, sticky grip. She was riding me harder now, her long hair soaked with sweat, swaying and twisting around her face, her finger nails digging into my chest. Her strong muscles in her stomach and thighs were rippling with each thrust.

"Oh John, fuck me," she was moaning, "fuck me." I held onto her hips and began to feel my body losing control. I was thrusting up so hard that she would have been thrown off me had my hands not held her in place. We were straining against each other and then I heard her yell, incoherently, her cunt clasping down, tight, on my cock, and I could feel her come in a monster orgasm.

I heard Judith scream in appreciation behind us and I started coming, my cock bursting with spurt after spurt of juices emptying inside her in what seemed like a non ending orgasm. Stacy felt my spurts and collapsed on top of me, gasping for air and I passed out, exhausted, with her sweaty body heaving on top of me. I was too tired to do anything, and closed my eyes. The only thing I heard was the slurp release of my cock from inside her.

I woke up later. The British house wife was lying on her side next to me, watching me I thought I had been dreaming, but realised differently when I saw the strewn panties and bras around the room. My head throbbed.