Zair makes his choice

While trying to make his decision, Zair gave his cock one slow, determined pump with his right hand and then held it in a firm grip as he pushed his head forwards, letting his member’s purple crown rub against the swollen, glistening lips of Alva’s pussy. The older of the two gorgeous, busty blondes purred happily as Zair moved his hips in such a fashion that his cockend was dragged up over her visibly aroused honeypot, drooling precum into the folds of her labia.

“Lyn,” Zair finally said, speaking in a terse voice while making Alva moan hard as he teased her by rubbing his cockhead tighter against the entrance to her sopping wet slit, almost allowing it to enter her pink sex, “get on the table.”

“Your mom’s going to lick your pussy while I fuck her ass,” Zair continued on, pulling his cock away from Alva’s juicing honeybox as she groaned lustfully and her daughter produced a girlishly excited squeal.

“Does, does she have to lick my pussy right away?” Lyn’s question was delivered with an air of feigned innocence as she turned round and sat herself upon the table, spreading her legs wide apart while smiling both at Zair and her mother. Then, she formed her mouth into a naughty smile and had her eyes shine with a mischievous glimmer.

“My tits are so messy, you see…” Lyn purred, maintaining her naughty smile while placing her hands on her huge, round tits and softly pressing the two tanned orbs together, drawing Zair’s and Alva’s gazes towards them and having them take in once again how they were covered with a thick, glistening mixture of her milk and Zair’s spunk.

Again, Alva groaned, and her body was trembling slightly as she slowly moved up in front of her daughter, her thong still tugged aside to allow Lyn to throw a glance towards the soaked state of her tight pussy.

“What do you say, you sexy slut,” Lyn asked Alva while sliding her hands in underneath her tits and holding them up as best as she could, their size and bulk making it hard for her to handle them, “Don’t you want to lick these puppies clean?”

Alva released a throaty gasp, hesitated for a moment, then plunged forwards, catching Lyn’s head with both hands as she pressed her lips against hers, both women releasing muffled moans as Alva’s tongue was speared into Lyn’s mouth.
As she’d leaned forwards, Alva’s ass had been pushed out behind her, and it was with a satisfied grin that Zair admired the shape and lustre of her two bronzed, firm buttocks as they flanked the narrow back of her white thong.

Reaching in with his left hand, the right one was still wrapped round the trunk of his cock, Zair could hear Alva moaning into her daughter’s mouth when he hooked his index finger in underneath the back of her thong, the moan become louder as he tugged back on it. Slipping in another finger inside the back of her skimpy undergarment, and thus also ensuring that he had the back of two of his digits pressing against her wet twat, Zair began to tug Alva’s thong downwards, forcing it down over her asscheeks and onto her thighs.

“Zair’s going to fuck your ass, mum,” Lyn told Alva as the two of them finished their long, loving kiss, stroking her mother’s cheeks tenderly with both hands as she looked into Alva’s eyes.

“And you’re going to watch,” Alva replied, lovingly, before shaking her head free from Lyn’s grasp and leaning further forwards as she brought her face closer to her daughter’s chest while she provided her with easier access to it by leaning back, making her two massive boobs jiggle softly. Zair had meanwhile dropped down on his haunches behind Alva, and as she leaned forwards, her completely naked ass was pushed practically into his face. Having been using both his hands to roll Alva’s thong down her long, toned legs, Zair let go of its waistband and instead grabbed hold of her buttocks, pulling them apart to reveal her tight, puckered bunghole, which was glistening with saliva from when Lyn had licked it only minutes earlier.

“Yes,” Lyn cooed, forming her mouth into a toothy grin and narrowing her eyes as she followed Alva’s tongue come rolling out past her full lips until its tip connected with the inner curvature of Lyn’s left tit. The two women were both moving with jerky, excited thrusts of their bodies, Lyn’s back swaying shallowly whilst Alva’s head was slipping back and forth across the inside of expansive and messy cleavage. While Lyn was letting slip soft, horny moans, Alva was slurping away happily, making sure to produce some extra noises by smacking her lips while lapping up the thick mixture of Lyn’s sweet titmilk and Zair’s viscid balljuice.

Now, Zair decided to really join in on the action, doing so by rising back up on his feet after having brought Alva’s thong down to her ankles. While Alva hurried to shimmy the skimpy undergarment off her feet and onto the floor, Zair lifted up his cock with his right hand, all the way up until it was pointing towards the ceiling, then took a step forwards while looking at Lyn. Meeting Zair’s gaze, Lyn shot him a naughty smile and gave him a faint nod of her head, before proceeding to place both her hands on the back of her mother’s head.

Grinning at Lyn, Zair retracted his hand from his cock and watched as gravity stepped in to play its part by sending his fourteen-inch tool sweeping down towards the full, juicy halves of Alva’s sexy ass and ending up smacking down into the narrow valley between them. While the kitchen was filled with the sharp “SLAP!” of Zair’s cock landing on Alva’s ass, the older blonde could be heard moaning hard into the younger one’s huge chest, though Lyn didn’t allow her mother’s head to escape from her grasp, nor from her cleavage.

Zair grabbed onto the sides of Alva’s buttocks and pushed them together, forming a tight passage around his cock and making it sink in deeper between them. Next, he began moving his hips, again making Alva moan into Lyn’s mammoth boobs.

“Come on, mum,” Lyn addressed Alva in a playful tone, stroking the back of her head at the same time, running her fingers through Alva’s blonde tresses while grinning at Zair, “just cause you have this stud teasing your hot, slutty ass is no reason to stop licking my boobs clean.”

“That’s… better!” Lyn cried out as Alva found her right nipple and locked her lips around it, proceeding to suck on it quite vigorously, using enough **** to make a long streamer of her daughter’s milk gush into her mouth.

Behind Alva, Zair was still pumping his hips rhythmically, stabbing his cock up and down through her ass cleavage, his balls slapping against her pussy and his belly against her asscheeks every few seconds, while his face was twisted into a determined grimace. Alva’s back was arced due to her current stance, and thus when Zair produced a thick, long jet of precum, it ended up being blasted onto the upper half of her back, smacking into it right between her shoulder blades before scattering across it in a pattern that reached up onto her shoulders and the base of her neck.

Satisfied that he’d teased Alva quite enough, Zair let go of her buttocks and extracted his cock from between them. Alva wasn’t finished groaning out her disappointment at feeling Zair’s fat, veiny fuckpiece be pulled away from her ass before she could feel its bulbous crown against her puckered ringpiece, drooling precum onto the tight muscle.

Holding his cock in his left hand and having his right one clutching Alva’s narrow waist, Zair stabbed forwards, once again baring his teeth as he crammed his cockend in through Alva’s sphincter, forcing it to blossom out into a wildly distended shape before it finally passed through it, at which point Alva screamed into Lyn’s chest and her pussy exploded, sending long gushers of girlcum raining down onto the floor and the very edge of the table, from which they splashed up onto her daughter’s juicing snatch.

“Fuck, you’re making my pussy wet. In more ways than one…” Lyn announced as she let go of Alva’s head once the more mature blonde’s had run its course, and after Zair had methodically fed about four inches of his schlong into her tight ass.

“Then I’d best clean it up,” Alva replied, in between deep breaths, making Lyn giggle happily as she leaned back to lie down on the table. While Lyn did that, Alva took the time to throw Zair a searingly hot glance over her shoulder.

“Keep… fucking… my… ass… you… magnificent… STUD!” Alva ordered Zair, who responded by slamming his body forwards, spearing several more inches of his dick past her stretched bunghole in one powerful thrust, which was enough to send her headfirst into another intense climax.

Overcome by the ecstasy of cumming so hard on Zair’s cock as it was being buried deeper still into her ass, Alva dropped forwards, falling face-first in between Lyn’s legs, barely having realised what she’d just done before she was groaning contentedly into her daughter’s pink pussy while its scent flooded her nostrils.

Greedily, Alva thrust out her tongue and began lapping up the juices that were pouring out of Lyn’s honeypot, swiping them up with her nimble tongue while continuing to take deep breaths through her nose as Zair hammered his cock deeper into her anal passage. Just as her wet muscle had begun to circle Lyn’s clit, the sensation of having ten inches of immensely thick, steel-hard cock being pounded in and out through her gaping anus caused Alva to squirt again, and she moaned hard enough into Lyn’s snatch to nearly make her climax along with her, the delectable teen gasping lustfully as a strong gust of hot air washed over her hypersensitive clit.

Four more inches, and Zair had bottomed out inside Alva’s ass, a fact that was celebrated by his dick through the release of a particularly heavy outburst of precum, which was jetted into Alva’s tightest hole and made it that much more easier for Zair to fuck. And fuck it was precisely what he did, doing so with long, steady thrusts that had Alva moaning into her daughter’s sweet snatch as he let fly several more jets of prejizz into her anal tunnel.

“Fuck, mum, I’m going to…!” Lyn’s announcement was dissolved into a lusty, guttural shriek as she closed her eyes and had her cheeks turn a particularly vivid shade of red as a torrential outpouring of clear girlcum exited her sex and splashed against her mother’s face. Alva’s reaction was to experience another orgasm, though this one wasn’t powerful enough to stop her from opening her mouth wide and gulping down whatever amounts of her daughter’s sweet honey that happened to fly in past her spread lips.

Soon though, Alva abruptly stopped licking Lyn’s pussy, instead being reduced to weakly rubbing her face against it and moaning into it with as much strength as she could possibly muster, which wasn’t very much. The reason for all this was that Zair had finally begun to really fuck Alva’s tightest hole, which was now more that satisfactorily lubricated even for a cock his size, and fourteen inches were being pumped through her ringpiece in a blur, with only a few seconds having to pass during the time that it took him to go from being buried to the hilt inside her to having just the domed, flared business-end of his cock entrenched beyond her bunghole, and back to being balls-deep inside her again.

Lyn watched in silenced awe at her mother receiving a buttfucking that was probably miles harder and more intense than anything that she’d ever experienced before. Curling her lips into a mischievous smile, Lyn waited to find out whether Zair would pump a massive load into Alva’s ass, one that Lyn could then lick up, or if he was intending to treat them to a mother-daughter cumshot.