She could feel it pulsate as the tip hit the opening of her throat. Anal sex I even saw Daddy’s once.”
“And all the Brady women have real blonde pussies,” he said, grinning at her, “You weren’t the only one who peeked.”
“Would you fuck Marcia or Jan?”
“That’s a silly question,” he said as a lewd picture of his sisters flashed through his mind. Immediately it ran down to her lips and he watched in fascination as their tongues fought to lick it. Each stroke seem to send an electric shock through her cunny. I’m squishing like a wet dish rag. Her Greg! We always did.”
She returned his smile and pecked him lightly. Cindy couldn’t believe such a small woman could take that size prick. Lucy’s arms went around his neck, her legs around his ass, in a desperate attempt to force his cock in as deep as possible. I thought it just was Pete. ***
Marcia Brady-Dansforths’ mind was detached, separated from her body. Impulsively, he rang the CALL button. One was black. Carol Brady had to call her daughters twice before they answered her. Another horn blasted the air.
