The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 54: Pounded at the Pound (Part 1) - Sex Stories

The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 54: Pounded at the Pound (Part 1)

... were they sucking each other’s spears, but they were actually drinking each other’s orgasmilk. “That is so fucking hot!” I could not help but mutter as my eyes remained glued to the incestuous display unfolding before me. The dual blowjobs lingered on for a few more seconds before it was all over. Apparently, neither of the studly canines wanted it to be over, because they continued sucking each other’s cocks even after they were done climaxing. The spears had begun to slither back into their bodies, but their skillful tongue stimulation soon helped stop this. Before long, the two canines once again had raging hard-ons. “What now?” I wondered as I saw them pull away from one another. Fortunately, I was about to find out. The father made the first move. Getting to his feet, he just stood there with his massive schlong standing perfectly erect between his hind legs. I began wondering what he was up to. That is, until the son made his move. Also getting to his feet, he came to place himself behind his father. He then hopped up and used his two front legs to squeeze his parent’s waist. He then hopped forward until the tip of his manhood made contact with his father’s asshole. “Oh…” I gasped in understanding. But that was all I had time to say before the studly son jerked forward, forcing his cock deep into his parent’s rectum. Moments later, he was furiously pounding him, forcing his rock-hard spear in and out of his tight asshole. That was too much for me to bear. So much ...

... arousal now coursed through my veins that I was forced to take action. But since a locked fence stood between us, joining in was not an option. But that did not keep me from pulling down my pants and taking a seat upon the cold, cement floor. I spread my legs wide and, lowering a hand to my cunt, started massaging it softly. “Mmmmm!” I moaned as I watched the horny son pound the shit out of his father. I could clearly see his spear darting in and out of his parent’s ass and it was driving me wild. But not as wild as when he climaxed. It was not until halfway through the orgasm that the father’s asshole overflowed and the hot canine semen came pouring out. It flashed to the floor and remained there for the remainder of the incestuous pounding. By the time the son’s orgasm came to an end, I was hornier than ever before and started wondering why I had not taken advantage of the enticing spectacle to bring myself to climax. Fortunately, the show was not yet over. The father still had a raging hard-on and now that his son was done with him, it was his turn. His child seemed to be aware of what was coming, because he dismounted him and turned around, offering him his behind. The father did not waste a second before mounting his son and propelling his massive spear deep into him. “Mmmmm!” I moaned as I watched the incestuous pounding unfold before me. I had now escalated to finger fucking and two of them were now darting in and out of my soaking-wet pussy. Soft moans flowed past my lips ...