Assfuck Mrs. Clark

You were stroking yourself. Her being angry made you hot and bothered, and you felt hungry, famished for more. You lifted her soft fleshy body up and hiked up her dress and bent her on the table.

“Be careful, David!” Mrs. Clark yammered as flatted her body against the table and pulled her hips up. That small round hole in between those two cheeks stared at you waiting to be penetrated.

You started stroking your cock hard and massaging her fleshy backside, she had the massive bottom of mature post-pregnancy women. Parting her panties and spreading those ass cheeks open you buried your cock into her bowels.

“Oh God,” Mrs. Clark panted. Mrs. Clark gritted her teeth as you pummeled your cock into her. “Careful David, you have no lube. Can’t you use my pussy?”

“A tight ass like you? Your loose pussy won’t do it. Looks like you need a good ass stretching,” You grunted. “UGH, god, you are fucking tight!”

You reached down for her massive utters and groped on them, using them as handlebars as you kept pummeling her hard with your dick. She cried out “UMPH” every time the long end slammed into her, and your thighs smacked into her massive ass. Her fingers were clenching the table linen, and as you smacked into her, the china and silverware and centerpiece shook on the table.

“DAVID! What are you doing!” The recognizable voice of your step-mother Claire chimed in as you ravished Mrs. Clark’s ass pipe. “I told you to make a good impression to the Clarks, and here you are ass fucking their mother!”

Your stepmother stood beside you with her arms crossed with Mrs. Clark bent over, now closing her eyes and biting her lower lip doing her utmost to take adjust to the violent **** of the thing inside her butt. Mrs. Clarke was still whimpering as you pounded her asshole.

“And what on Earth are you wearing mister? We left you your tuxedo in your bedroom!” Your stepmother barked.

Enough talk. You pushed Claire’s face towards Mrs. Clark’s ass and rested it there. Withdrawing from Mrs. Clark’s butt, you stuck your dick into your stepmother’s face. Her eyes widened, and she gagged tasting Mrs. Clark’s the concoction of Mrs. Clark’s ass and your cream. Your stepmother glared at you as she gagged on the cock. You pulled from her mouth and a trail of slime extended from Claire’s mouth to your dick dripping over Mrs. Clark’s bare ass, and you pushed it into Mrs. Clark’s brown little flower once again.

Five strokes and then back out and with your hand still held on your stepmother’s face which was clamped to Mrs. Clark’s butt you pushed it again into her mouth. You doled out equal strokes between Mrs. Clark’s ass and your stepmother’s mouth and lips. Mr. Clark still squealing and whimpering when you rammed the full length of it down and your stepmother still gagging when you shoved the ass-drenched cock into your stepmother’s throat.

“How’s that taste? God if only Melanie were here. Tell Mrs. Clark how her ass tastes Mom!” You said, pumping it deep in the back of her throat.

As you let her face go, your stepmother coughed and spat out phlegm and saliva on the floor, and you ravished Mrs. Clark’s ass again. You were feeling close. You gave one last squeeze on Mrs. Clark’s tits, and you pulled her up off the table. Mrs. Clark wouldn’t need a recommendation from your stepmother, she needed a taste directly. Stroking your cock furiously you felt the heat come over and grunted and frantically shook in Mrs. Clark’s mouth, the tip of it submerged beneath her lips as you stroked the base. Letting go of the stroke you reached behind Mrs. Clark’s head and shoved it deep into you. Balls smacked against her chin, and her lips moved up and down the long shaft as you expelled the deep hot salty liquid into her stomach.

“God, I love this world!” You cried still bobbing Mrs. Clark’s head manually with your hands as Claire got up and wiped her mouth with a napkin on the table.

As Mrs. Clark lapped the folds of your penis and was running her tongue along with the softening sausage meat, cleaning up all the mess she left on it. Claire spoke up and said, “I hope you are satisfied, David. You did more than enough sullying our family’s reputation, David. Just go to your seat and try not to ruin another family memory.”