As I fucked Holly's little ass, Karen went back to work licking her cunt as Holly was doing to her. I could feel the strain and discomfort Holly must've been feeling from the earlier beating, the throat fucking and now quite literally being folded in half and having her ass raped. Still though, for all her suffering, she seemed to be embracing it, owning it, thriving on it, as evidenced by cum her mother's moans and hip gyrations on her daughter's face, that Holly was eagerly servicing her mother's birth canal with her fingers and tongue. Indeed, I may have seriously underestimated the depths of depravity these two would sink to, as it seemed they were truly enjoying being sub-human. Although there was still more testing to be done. "Suck it, whore." I commanded, grabbing Karen by the back of the head and feeding her my cock straight from her daughter's dirty ass. I wanted to cum in Karen's mouth so badly when instead of shying away from sucking her daughter's ass juices off my cock, she whimpered loudly, latching her hands on my ass and pulling me into her. Limited by her positioning on her daughter, Karen pulled with her hands, urging me to fuck her face with my shit-flavored cock. Not one to deprive a girl of her treat, I pushed Karen's head down as I drove my rod deep. Given that she wanted it and cumshot therefore, expected it, I was able to cram myself down Karen's esophagus a lot easier than I would've anticipated. However, I wanted Karen to swallow my cum, not throw it up, so once I had buried my length down her, I pulled back out to let her recover. As she did so, I rammed my dick back home inside Holly's gaping ass. "More, Daddy!" Karen demanded, frustrated at having her treat taken away. I appeased her demand by pulling my cock from Holly's ass, back into the hungry throat of Karen. I spent the next minute or so alternating from one to the other, but I was getting so close to cumming that I needed to make a decision. I went back to fucking Karen's mouth as Holly continued to feast on amateur her mother's babyhole. I made sure not to go too deep down Karen's throat, as I wanted to time her orgasm with my own. When I saw Karen's hips start to grind eradically on Holly's face, I knew it teen was time. Keeping on hand on the back of Karen's head, to hold her in place when I was ready, I reached under her with the other. I took one of Karen's welted and bruised breasts in my meaty grip and squeezed for all I was worth. Her scream was dulled by a mouthful of cock as her body shuddered and came over her daughter's face. That was when I jammed more than half my dick down her throat and held there there as I thrust my hips back and forth, bringing myself over the edge. With one hand on the back of her head and the other using her breast as a handle, I blowjob had little trouble using Karen's upperbody to fuck my cock with. Like her daughter, Karen's mind was a convoluted mess as she struggled to process all the stimuli assaulting her at once. With so much going on, she lost control of her functions and began pissing all over Holly's face as load after thick load pumped from my massive balls down her well stretched throat. I did manage to ease back enough to fire the last few shots into her mouth, allowing her to savor the flavor and texture of my cum on her tongue, although her mind was currently too racked to truly appreciate it. Karen's consciousness had pretty much shut down as it just let her body do whatever it wanted to do at that moment. Kiran must have seen the lust in my eyes because cumshot I suddenly felt a soft touch on my rod but Jen had one arm around my neck and the other was holding her glass. I moved to the next painting. “His cock,” I said boldly. Jeff noticed that Anna had passed out from the pleasure of Rex's cock before Rex had a chance to spill his seed. The freckled girl's eyes, shimmering with sorrowful tears, gazed lovingly into Carna's own, and with blowjob a timid and desperate tone she spoke, "...You'll cum m-make it without me....." Matt is always hitting on McKenzie's girlfriends. As long as I wasn’t loud, obnoxious, or pushy, which I never was, they were happy for me to hang with them. Maybe it was the alcohol. I never thought about that. The head of his erection slipped gently into Morgan then when his big balls pressed against her she gave in and started rolling amateur her hips. All he could feel was the relentless thrusting but teen he loved it. Then we were face to face, and I was riding her, rubbing my clit against her stretched and engorged member, driving the twin-ended dildo between our slits.