The girl wasn't a virgin and gasped: "I'm not on the pill!"

I pushed down a little and pushed up again and thrust up to the hilt. The girl wasn't a virgin it was obvious, but I couldn't remember the last time I'd been inside anything so small and tight. She made Judith's tightness, which was marvellous, feel normal. Stacy screamed, and twisted. She released herself from my mouth.

"I'm not on the pill," she gasped, "put a rubber on . . . I've got one in my purse," she moaned, grinding herself against me. The little slut, I thought and laughed inside. Judith got off the bed and walked to the girl's purse. Stacy and I lay pressed against each other kissing, my cock standing buried tightly up to the balls inside her, not moving. Judith returned and I heard her tear open the rubber. Stacy raised herself off my cock and I felt it plop out, the air cooling over it.

I felt Judith roll the rubber onto my hard cock and then down. Judith took my cock and put it back into Stacy and I could feel her more relaxed as she stroked herself up and down on the muscle.

I could sense Judith was watching, in awe, for several long minutes as her little girl and I fucked, sometimes slowly, gently, other times, violently, pounding each other. I could feel the British housewife massaging her daughter's ass cheeks and then I felt Stacy tense up and my cock felt a probing pressure against it and I realized Judith shoved a finger inside her little girl's asshole.