Playtime

Your mother guides you to the bed, her hand gently pushing your ass. Reaching the bed you crawl up, your knees sinking into the soft blankets as you move into the center of the bed. Your mother lays down and pulls you on top of her, her arms wrapping around you, holding you close.

She begins to kiss you, her lips softly brushing against yours, her tongue darting out to tease your mouth. Her hands roam over your body, fondling your breasts, and tracing the curves of your hips. You feel a surge of pleasure at her touch, your body responding to her caresses. Your mother's kisses grow more passionate, her mouth devouring yours, as she deepens the kiss.

Your father watches from the side of the bed, a look of approval on his face, as he takes in the scene before him.

Your mother's continual touch makes you moan with pleasure. She pulls back, her eyes gleaming with desire as she takes in your expression. "You like that, don't you girl?" she asks.

You let out a moan, unable to form words as your mother's lips continue to explore yours. She takes it as a yes.

You gently begin to lower your head, your mouth seeking out her nipples. Your tongue darts out, and you start to lick her nipples, feeling them harden beneath your touch. Your mother's eyes flutter closed, and she lets out a soft moan, her hands roaming over your body, encouraging you to continue.

At the same time, you feel your father's hands on your hips, as he positions himself behind you. You feel the head of his cock pressing against your pussy lips. You feel a surge of pleasure as he pushes into you, his cock hitting all the right spots. Your mother's nipples are still in your mouth, and you continue to suck and lick them, as she moans and runs her fingers through your hair.

The three of you move in a rhythm, your father's thrusts becoming more urgent as he reaches his climax. Your mother's moans grow louder, and you feel her body shudder beneath you. Your father's body tenses up as he reaches his climax. Your mother's moans grow louder, her body shuddering beneath you as she reaches her own orgasm. You feel the familiar sensation building within you, your body tensing as you reach the brink of your own release.

You moan into your mother's breast, your body trembling as you reach your peak. Your father's hands grip your hips tightly, holding you in place as he empties himself into you. Your mother's fingers tangle in your hair, her body going limp beneath you as she catches her breath.