Zair and Lyn get a new playmate

Neither Lyn nor Zair noticed the kitchen door being pushed open. Instead, Lyn was moaning happily as Zair ploughed into her juicing, trembling snatch with short, rapid thrusts, the sound of her moans and that of his heavy balls slapping against her ass easily overpowering the gentle creaking of the door opening.

Maintaining eye contact with Lyn, Zair observed how her lips first broke out into a radiant smile, then how her entire face was contorted into a lustful grimace and finally how her cheeks and lips began to quiver while her eyelashes fluttered uncontrollably as he felt the throbbing of her wet, hot cunt around his cock grow more and more pronounced until a long, rapidly flowing discharge of her juices came rushing down over his member on its way out of her pussy and onto his nuts and his thighs.

As Lyn began to squirt her girlcum all over Zair’s crotch and legs, he stabbed his cock to the hilt inside her one final time and quickly moved his hands to her back, holding her tight as cum came bubbling forth from his powerfully beating balls to travel up through his fuckpiece and be delivered deep into Lyn’s womb. Lyn’s legs were shaking and bouncing against Zair’s back as one hefty discharge of balljuice after another was unleashed just under fourteen inches inside of the swollen, parted lips of her gushing, quaking snatch, and the chair on which she was positioned had already been drenched with the creamy mixture of their orgasmic juices that was now making its way onto the floor.

While cum was being churned up out of his ballsack, Zair wasn’t allowing himself to become inactive. Instead, he kept on stabbing his vein-corded fuckmast in and out of Lyn’s tight, convulsing snatch, gritting his teeth and letting out throaty grunts of lust at how her sex was milking him of even more cum as his cock worked her pink pussy like a piston, increasing the flow of their juices from inside it each time that he pushed his way forwards.

A thick rope of jizz mixed with girlcum was dangling from the underside of his nuts as he kept on fucking Lyn, his face sporting a predatory grin as his gaze became fixed on her huge, perfectly spherical boobs. Whenever he thrust his hips forwards, the two massive, cum- and milk-covered orbs would shake and bounce wildly, letting loose streams of milk from her pink, hard nipples that would cascade down her tits onto her stomach and into the deep valley between her awe-inspiring globes.

As his sperm continued to be deposited into Lyn’s sex, Zair picked the sexy blonde up, placing his hands on her juicy, lusciously tanned buttocks, and carried her over to the nearby table, which was glistening with her milk from earlier, then placing her upon it and standing wide legged in front of her, the two of them still locked inside a shared orgasm. Lyn’s hands were travelling up and down Zair’s back, the lovely teen apparently having no plan on what to use them for and instead traced her way back and forth along the bulging muscles that Zair’s back was composed of while she had her head titled forwards and was murmuring happily into his chest.

Slowly, Lyn began to drop backwards, and Zair helped her down until she was once more lying on top of the table, her legs finally unwrapping themselves from his waist as the two of them began to come down from their orgasmic high, Lyn smacking her lips and giggling happily as one last jet of cum, much less voluminous than the few dozen that had preceded it, was shot deep into her snatch.

“Fi…finished?” Lyn asked, smiling up at Zair as jizz and girlcum poured out of her cock-stuffed honeypot onto the table.

“Uh-huh,” Zair nodded his head. Standing in front of Lyn and using his hands to hold her legs up, the towering stud having his body painted with a glistening layer of Lyn’s honey that went from just below his pecs all the way down to his knees. Now, it was also mixed with a few gobs of his own spunk that was clinging to the area around between his waist and his rock-hard schlong, which was still buried about two thirds of the way inside Lyn’s horny quim.

“Want to fuck me again?” A cum-faced Lyn shot Zair a dirty look and formed her mouth into a naughty smile.

“Uh-huh,” Zair nodded, and duly fed another couple of inches of his cock into Lyn’s tight snatch, making her purr like a kitten having its belly rubbed.

Then, the door creaked, a sound which was easily picked up by both of them in the relative quietness that had now descended upon the kitchen.

Turning their heads as one in the direction of the door, Zair and Lyn both laid their eyes upon Alva, standing just inside the door. Clad in nothing but her white thong, Alva appeared very flustered as she surveyed the state that the two lovers, one of which was her own daughter, had left the kitchen in. Her cheeks were bright red, a feature which struck Zair as being quite out of sync with her general mature air, and the thin front of her thong was stained with the wetness seeping out of her sex.

Standing with her hands by her sides and shifting her weight anxiously, Alva’s small, dark nipples were as erect as they could get.

None of the three said anything, and while it was obvious what Alva’s physical response to having seen him fuck Lyn was, Zair was still extremely aware of the fact that she’d walked in on him being balls-deep inside her daughter. Thus, Zair braced himself to be accused of seducing Lyn, and began to extract his cock from inside her pink, cum-filled honeypot. Lyn gasped with lust when the purple crown of Zair’s schlong exited her snatch.

Not knowing what else to do, Zair turned to face Alva, whose gaze dipped towards his cock, and the sound her inhaling sharply at the sight of his member, adorned with ropes of his jizz and her eighteen-year old daughter’s pussy juices dangling off it, was really the only sound that broke the silence.

Suddenly, Lyn placed her hands against the slippery surface of the table and worked her way into a position of sitting on it with her legs dangling in front of her. Appearing completely remorseless about being caught naked and thrusting with Zair by her mother, she even went so far as to spread her legs, having no qualms about leaving her bald little pussy completely exposed.

“Hi, mum,” Lyn greeted her mother with a loving smile, even waving at her with her right hand, an act that caused her expansive bust to sway and jiggle.

Alva looked towards her daughter, blinked at the sight of the transformation that her daughter had undergone since the night before, and limply returned the wave. As he looked at her, Zair guessed that of all the scenarios that had been run through Alva’s head over and over again during the last few days, from the nightmare of having to bury her own child to fantasies about finding an antidote and her making a full recovery, and that finding Lyn in a situation such as this had most likely not been one of them.

“Go ahead, mum,” Lyn continued to speak in a lively, bubbly tone, her cum-glazed face lit up in a warm smile, “I know you want to suck it.”

Alva’s head snapped towards Lyn, and for a few moments, the silence was weighing down on Zair’s shoulders as he followed how mother and daughter exchanged a long, hard look, with neither woman uttering a word. As he watched, Alva’s expression of uncertainty and surprise began to give way to something else, while Lyn’s one of flirtatious joy remained a constant.

Then, Alva took one short, tentative step forwards, followed by a slightly longer and more determined one, then another, during which her hips began to sway a little, and finally one more that brought her close enough to Zair that her huge, bronzed, mouth-wateringly sexy tits were bulging out over his fat cockhead.

Zair groaned when Alva dropped to her knees and placed her right hand on his cock. Still looking somewhat nervous, Alva was breathing hard as her left hand traced its way along the underside of Zair’s heavy scrotum. But then the tip of her tongue shot out over her full, ripe lips and she began to lean her head forwards.

Gritting his teeth and unleashing a guttural groan at the feel of the wet muscle connecting with the business-end of his fuckpiece, Zair did the best he could to hold back from blasting Alva’s face with precum as she offered his cockend several more lashings of her tongue. Alva’s nerves seemed to disappear quickly, and the mature, busty beauty first began to dance her tongue over the bulbous head of his member while her fingers began to caress his nuts, then she slid her lips apart and rolled his cockhead onto her tongue, closing her eyes as she drove her head forwards to guide it further inside her mouth.

Then, finally, Zair allowed himself to release a long, hefty discharge of prejizz that made Alva gargle and groan as it filled her mouth. Opening her eyes, she looked up at Zair, meeting his gaze and beginning to stroke the trunk of his cock with her right hand, closing her eyes tight and groaning once more when the feel of her warm, wet mouth round his cock and her steady jerking of his cock made him release another large gusher of prejizz that went cascading down her gullet.

Now, Lyn got up off of the table and hurried over to be next to her mother.

“What do you say, mum,” Lyn’s voice was an even blend of naughtiness and cheerfulness as she dropped down next to Alva, “do you like tasting your little baby girl’s pussy off of this sexy stud’s hard cock?”