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From: Phil Phantom <pp@philphantom.com>
Subject: {ASSM} A Good Marriage
Date: Wed,  2 May 2001 09:10:03 -0400
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                         A Good Marriage
                         By: Phil Phantom
                     HTTP://www.PhilPhantom.Com

Sharon Andrews knew that her sexy fifteen-year-old daughter would
end up getting sucked silly, screwed into a coma, and
photographed to excess by at least a dozen of the horniest men
their small town could offer, but she still considered the man's
brazen offer. Howard Richter could have been a bit less brazen,
been a bit more subtle, and made things a bit easier on a mom,
but that wasn't his style, especially while fucking a mom. 

In a way, she appreciated his candor and straight forwardness,
and proposing such a thing while fucking was wise. He picked the
right time and place; still, it would have been nice to pretend
ignorance. Mothers should not be a party to that sort of thing,
but Sharon put herself in Daphney's place and knew her daughter
would appreciate a mother who would allow a fifteen-year-old
daughter to work a stag party in cowgirl boots and a cowgirl hat,
the rest being birthday suit.

Sharon knew fifteen very well, and knew exactly what Daphney was
going through. Daphney was as ripe and ready to be as fully
sexually active as a sexually mature girl can get. The kid was
just plain horny, feeling her sexual oats, and feeling sexy as
hell with a body as ripe and developed as they get. Sharon could
relate very well to fifteen and virgin. The kid needed fucking
and not the kid stuff. Daphney wanted the real thing from a group
of very horny and frisky adult males who adored young stuff with
the right stuff. 

Daphney was that and drop-dead gorgeous besides. In boots and a
hat, Sharon could imagine the sexiest fuck in the county.
Sharon's eldest child and only daughter suffered a very awkward
puberty but was now a beautiful girl with a great hard body -
tits and hips - sexy legs - tight ass - luscious lips - big blue
eyes - long, wavy, blonde hair - a fetching smile and great
personality - a fun-loving girl in-love with being a girl. Howard
ached for a piece of that sexy ass, and Howard was not the type
to play subtle seduction games.

Howard had always been a straight-up guy - a true pussy hound -
the no-bullshit type - a neighborhood sexual predator of great
renown and ill repute. There weren't many  women in the
neighborhood he hadn't humped, pumped, and dumped. The cream of
the crop were never dumped. Sharon was the creamiest - once a
girl in-love with being a girl, now a woman in-love with being a
woman. Sharon had always been strongly attracted to masculine men
who loved women. As a young girl, she was even more attracted to
them. The bold always scored pussy. Boys usually failed, but a
good man rarely did.

Howard was a hard man to say no to. He scored pussy where others
failed because he was a straight-up, horny pussy-hound who loved
pussy and knew how to get one wet, receptive, hot, and yielding.
Married and faithful pussy was a speciality. Sharon fended him
off a few times in the three years they had been neighbors, but
more often than not, when Howard wanted a piece of Sharon's fine
and faithful housewife ass, he got it. Now, his sights were set
on Daphney's fine ass and he was just as straight-up and even
more determined. Howard being Howard wanted the mother's
permission to "fuck and photograph her sexy daughter until her
boots over-flowed with cum." His exact words. Howard was not at
all subtle.

Howard probably could have nailed Daphney on his own, but he
wouldn't make a play for a minor without at least one parent
giving him the okay. The daddy would be out of the question, so
he went to work on the mommy. The mommy had always been easy for
Howard after the first few times, and she was never that
difficult. After three years of two or three gang fucks a week,
easy was as easy as stopping by with a hardon when she was free
to get it out and play with it. Howard did have the cock that did
the trick for Sharon. He packed a wallop and put a pile-driving
ass behind it. The husband was still ignorant, but the daughter
and the two younger sons were quite aware. 

Sharon hid the illicit affair for almost a year, but for the past
two, there simply was no hiding. What the kids didn't see, they
heard. What they didn't see or hear, they smelled. If they
weren't careful where they sat or walked, they felt it, slipped
on it, or laid down in it. 

Mom was a fucker, a cheating fucker. One might say whore, at
least for one man, but the one man rarely came alone. Because he
was so good at getting pussy and was a sharing guy, he had many
buddies who were like remoras who hang near or on a shark feeding
on the scraps and tidbits. Sharon was a convenient meal he tore
into time and time again. Many feasted on the finest that
Sutterville had to offer. The Andrews kids were good about
keeping the secret and were pretty good about standing guard or
hiding evidence. They weren't the only kids on the block covering
for a mom turned whore.

That did make things a bit easier on Sharon. She wasn't the first
and wasn't the worst. Every mom her kids knew were putting out to
the Great White Howard and his band of well-fed remoras. Some of
the mothers were way worse, and some kids got to actually watch.
Sharon could never do that, but did get to where nudity - before
and after - was common. Howard loved stripping a mom down in
front of her children and parading her around after a good wet
and messy sexual feeding frenzy. That never did get easy, but a
woman can adjust to just about anything, especially if others
were doing that and worse.

Daphney saw plenty that made her want in on the nasty fun and
games. She had been seeing plenty for over two years. She had
seen enough to know she wanted in on the action. She knew Howard
was interested - Howard and seven others that were frequent
visitors to the Andrews home when the cat was away, as the daddy
cat was away much of the time. Keeping Daddy ignorant wasn't
difficult. Other families weren't as lucky. Some families didn't
fare so well. Others made the full adjustment. Some were swinging
and some were hung and swung. The Andrews were one of the few
preyed-upon families who had avoided finding out what type they'd
be, and Sharon was in no hurry to find out. 

Greg, Sharon's hard working spouse could go either way depending
on how he found out, but he'd go sour as a ripe lemon if he ever
knew that his little princess was a whore for a bunch of horny
local men with cameras. If Howard got his way, the Andrews cunts
would soon be his new mother/daughter whore team. They would end
up being whores on the same bed like Joann and her daughter,
Becky (seventeen), or Helen and her twins (fourteen). Rumor had
it that Susan and her twelve-year-old, Sandy, were now doing
Howard's porn together. That was just rumor. The others were well
known to be. Now, Howard wanted to add Sharon and Daphney. No
doubt, rumor was that they already were.

Sharon knew how Daphney would respond. She'd be all for it. She
was more than ready. She was eager and hinting her sexy ass off.
She was about ready to fuck her own brothers. They were about
ready to rape her sexy ass. Were they not so young - ten and
twelve - they might have, or Daphney might have jumped their
little boners. Daphney, like her mother at that age, had eyes and
thighs for fully grown adult males. Hung, hard, and frisky had
Daphney masturbating to excess, showing far too much flesh, going
about without underwear, and shaving her pussy like her sexy mom
who also shunned underwear.

Howard had a profound impact on a sleepy neighborhood of a quiet
and conservative Midwest town from the first day he moved in
three years ago. At the time, he had two sons (17 and 19) who
were just as bad. Steve was now away at college and Brad was in
the Army, but for one year, Richters raised hell as a team of
free-swimming sharks. It took all three working together to drag
Sharon off the fidelity wagon. By the time there was just one,
Sharon would step down with an offered hand - step down and be
stripped. Howard no longer preyed upon pussy with sons, but he
rarely preyed alone. He now had his pals and there were many more
of them - seven regulars, but twice that number of irregulars. 

There were times Sharon was stripped down in a group of eight
men, one amused daughter, and two thrilled sons, there to be
foreplayed and fondled into a froth before being carried off to a
master bedroom to make more raunchy porn. That porn was now all
over town. Sharon could not go anywhere without seeing those
looks that revealed who had seen her at her worst and nastiest.
The reviews seemed good. Those who saw Sharon at her worst liked
seeing her that way, and seeing all of Sharon in hot, raunchy,
multiple-partner action was a sight to see, but watching a good
video of Sharon masturbating was in many ways better. 

She wasn't at all shy once she got going, and getting her going
wasn't that difficult. People gave great looks. Sharon quickly
earned the reputation as being the best female masturbator in the
county. A video camera being trained on her beaver drove her
wild. She fucked the camera, and anyone who saw her video felt
like they'd had sex with Sharon, great sex, and those were the
looks she got. After three years, she felt like she was on
intimate terms with the entire town of five thousand.

She was married to one of the few adults who never gave her that
look. How Greg could stay so ignorant for so long was a mystery,
but he appeared to be. Then again, he was out of the community
more than in it, and when in it, he did little socializing, had
few if any close friends, and no buddy who would clue him in. In
a community full of cuckolds, he was the biggest. As a man, Greg
was a joke, and Greg had no sense of humor. There was nothing at
all funny about sex, cheating, or perversion, and masturbation
was a perversion. In bed, Greg was no fun at all. He wasn't much
better out of bed, but he did provide well, was a good father and
loved his family. He was a good man but not a fun man. 

Howard was good and fun. That man knew how to live and make a
woman feel alive. He was a big fan of female masturbation, shaved
pussy, and the extreme beaver. Female masturbation was a fine art
in Howard's eyes. Sharon was by far the best with the finest
beaver he had ever seen. He made that beaver famous and made the
owner feel proud, alive, and very sensual.

Howard made a girl feel alive, too, and just with wild fantasies.
Sharon could well imagine Daphney's wild fantasies. They had to
be Howard-centered. He was the MAN - the king cock - the alpha
male - and a very nasty fucker. Sex was a fun thing, a game, a
recreation, and good sport. He saw sex the way young girls do,
and the way many adult women can be made to simply by taking them
back to their fun-loving, irresponsible, and carefree youth. 

What woman doesn't want to go there? Howard had a gift for
getting them there, keeping them there, and looking forward to
the next wild romp. Getting humped and dumped was the biggest
fear. After three years of great humping, Sharon lost that fear.
Sharon was Howard's number-one whore and she now felt secure and
comfortable in that role, though she preferred the term, "main
squeeze." Whore was still hard to take but she couldn't deny what
she was. As a result, she stayed horny and receptive.

Daphney wasn't the only Andrews female masturbating to excess.
Sharon couldn't get enough and found herself masturbating more
after meeting Howard than she ever had. Even in her horny youth,
Sharon didn't masturbate as much. Orgasms used to be a weekly
event, but three was now a slow day. When Howard stopped by to
play, orgasms came in waves and clusters. There was nothing like
masturbating for an audience while being video taped or
photographed. Those orgasms were the very best.

Sharon looked great on video, but anyone who saw one would say
she was the very best cummer. The look always came with a knowing
smile. The people loved their Sharon porn, mostly because that
woman loved to fuck and it showed quite clearly. A bearded face
between her legs really set her off. Howard was a bearded Great
White Shark. Daphney had to be thinking about that beard that
always reeked after a romp. He loved to kiss kids goodbye before
leaving. That would always make a cheating whore mom blush, but
the kids looked forward to Howard's nasty kisses. Kissing Howard
after sex was like kissing a sex mop.

Sharon was as close to being the town whore as the town ever came
to having one, all thanks to Howard and his porn. He shared and
sold his porn. People he shared and sold to were sharing theirs.
Trading tapes was popular. After three years, the nasty stuff was
all over and had been for well over a year. People owned
libraries of Sharon porn. 

Daphney, Joey, and Dick had seen some. Sharon got looks from them
early on. In fact, they found out what she was and what she was
great at by seeing someone's porn. All three came home one day
with awareness in knowing eyes. They saw Mommy naked and being
nasty. Daphney had just turned thirteen. Joey was nine and Dick
was seven. They obviously liked what they saw. Whoever treated
them to the porn kept on treating them. Sharon was still getting
the looks, and the kids still liked what they were seeing. Like
Mom, the kids couldn't seem to get enough. One might say, they
were her biggest fans.

Sharon often thought there would be no harm in letting them
watch. Howard wanted them to watch. He wanted them to do the
filming and wanted them in the production. He was, after all, a
very nasty and perverted fucker. Incest was good stuff, very
popular and much in demand. The common people were begging for
that type of porn from Sharon Andrews. They at least wanted to
see Sharon and Daphney getting it on with the gang. Daphney was
ready for intimate show biz. Mother and daughter were so much
alike, she'd have to be. They looked alike, thought alike, acted
alike. They had to be great. The time was right. If only Sharon
knew how Greg would react when he found out. 

Sharon knew that when Daphney got involved in the decadence, Greg
was sure to find out. He'd probably see a video. That was no way
for any husband and father to find out that his happy home was a
community whore house and porn production studio. Sharon imagined
every kind of reaction, all negative. She could not see him being
thrilled, amused, or turned on in the slightest. He would not be
proud. He'd be hurt, angry, incensed, outraged. The question was,
what would he do? Divorce seemed very likely; jail was a
possibility.

Sharon did not like to think about that, but she now had to,
because she gave Howard's request serious consideration, and did
that in the midst of a sexual feeding frenzy with Howard fucking
pussy, Ben Johnson fucking ass, Bill Mathews fucking throat, two
men sucking toes, and two more sucking nipples. She wasn't
thinking clearly but was thinking about Daphney who was at her
wit's end and about ready to take her bottled-up lust to the
streets if Mom didn't do something soon. Sharon knew exactly how
Daphney felt - left out - Mom having all the fun - don't do as I
do, do as I say. I can play, but you can't. 

Though Sharon never actually said those things, that was the
message. Considering what the mother was doing, what she was and
was now proud of, that message in any form did not set well with
the daughter, and as the weeks went by and Sharon became more
open about her sexual activities, showed her pride, and liked
being nude, often seen playing with her bald beaver and sometimes
caught in the act of full-blown self-fucking because she loved
getting caught in the act and couldn't stop, the message stunk.
It just wasn't fair and only grew less and less fair.

Sharon would not allow Daphney the same sexual liberties. She
allowed shaving and showing a bald beaver without panties, but
that was as far as she'd go. Daphney could not go about in the
nude and was told to do her masturbating in private. That did not
set well with Daphney at all. If the mother could, the daughter
should be able to. The daughter wanted to do it in public as much
if not more than the mother. Daphney was just as proud of her
beaver, her nude body, and the way she did IT. More and more,
Daphney defied her mother. She was becoming a difficult child.

Sharon understood and did feel badly about forcing an unfair
double standard on Daphney. Sharon knew the situation wasn't
fair, but felt she had to try to hold Daphney back. Sharon also
had to hold the gang back. Sharon stood between Daphney and the
men, stood her ground firmly, and the men knew that Daphney
wanted at them. They knew she wanted in. No one knew that better
than Howard. Daphney was begging Howard to do something. Howard's
idea was a coming-out stag party. The boots and hat was Daphney's
idea. Sharon knew how adorable she looked in just boots and a
hat. They all did when the full gang emerged from their bedroom
romp to find Daphney in costume, masturbating in costume. 

She did look adorable, and the kid was no virgin. She proved that
very effectively with a summer squash inserted to the stem
between legs wider than Sharon could get hers. She had that
limber thing going for her and proved that she could take all of
Howard. The kid had a cunt and could out-beaver her mother. The
fat end of that squash was the size of a boy's fist. When one
brother drew the squash out, the other put his greased fist up
his sister. 

That did look awfully cute. The video cameraman whipped his
camera up, but Sharon blocked the shot, ushered the men out, then
turned to address her defiant offspring with copious amounts of
male discharge streaming down her legs. She didn't quite know
what to say to them as she made a puddle of fuck at her bare
feet. They had seen similar sights, but this time seemed more
impressive. She looked more whore-like, felt more whore-like, and
anything she said would look very hypocritical unless she
congratulated them on a fine performance. They were still
performing, now for an audience of one who stood staring and
leaking while observing a shockingly revealing sibling fistfuck.

This act revealed how sexual and intimate her kids had become
without her being aware. Sharon stared at that sight until their
message sank in. They were all making statements, Daphney's being
the boldest. Sharon had to admit, that girl was ready for show
biz. There was no holding that kid back.

Sharon gradually lost the desire to nip this in the bud, but
still had no new course in mind. Instead of saying anything, she
took a seat on a nearby chair that semen wouldn't ruin. She sat
and stared. Daphney smiled. Dick's arm felt great. He knew
exactly how she liked a fist fucking - slow and easy - a deep
massage - a practiced act.  Looked good. The boys were also naked
and erect, both playing with their cute boners, showing them off.
They were cute boys. Incest did cross Sharon's mind once again.
Her future now seemed more certain. Incest was in it. The only
question was when, how, and what to do when Daddy found out. The
kids were obviously ready to find out.

Sharon began toying with her fucked beaver after she made a
decent one. They had all seen better and actually watched her
dildo-fuck the best she could make. Stroking a casual beaver
wasn't that big a deal, but it did demonstrate a change in the
mother's attitude, a most welcome change that grew three big
smiles. Their bold gamble paid off.

Sharon settled back, made a better beaver, and smiled as she
said, "Well, you kids are full of surprises. Tell me, Daphney,
are you still a virgin?"

That was a very dumb question, so Daphney gave a very dumb
answer, saying, "Yes, as virgin as Mary."

"Your father would like to think so."

"I won't tell if you won't."

"Someone in this town will see that he gets a video tape."

"He's a man, isn't he?"

"He is, but he's a father first and foremost."

"Yes, but he has never seen me in boots and a hat before."

"That would test him. The trouble is, I don't know whether he'll
pass or fail."

"If he fucks me, I'll let you know."

"If fucking you is what it takes to pass, he'll fail."

"I already know he'd like to. I'm thinking a good video might
give him the push he needs to be a daughter fucker."

This was surprising news. Sharon said, "He might want to, but
wanting and doing are two different things. Aside from the incest
factor, you are his little princess."

"I'm thinking that once he sees that my precious princess pussy
is a cum dump for every Tom, Dick, and Howard in town, he might
want to dump some cum in there, too."

That bold statement inspired true masturbation - the two-fisted
type. The kids liked seeing true masturbation in a good beaver.
Sharon liked showing them. She liked showing all of her pussy and
showing what she did with one. They were all big fans of her
pussy and had been for many months. She now showed it shamelessly
and loved showing her own children the special hole they all came
into the world through. They liked seeing that part especially,
so she paused frequently to pull the lips open for them. That
made the act more shameless. They appreciated that, and Daphney
said, "Mom, you have a great cunt."

"You compliment yourself. We both have great cunts. If Howard has
his way, they'll both be famous."

"Howard always has his way. Why fight it?"

"I haven't done much fighting in the past year. I am surprised
your father hasn't been given a tape yet."

"What makes you think he hasn't."

"I think I'd know right away."

"You didn't."

That sat Sharon up and stopped the vaginal display as she said,
"Explain that."

"I know he has been getting your videos, and I know who gives him
copies. He has known all about you for almost six months now."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. He hasn't said anything, but I know he gets the tapes
and keeps them down at the office. I've seen where he keeps them.
He has over fifty - maybe sixty by now."

"Who is giving him the tapes?"

"Susan."

"That bitch. She's jealous."

"Not really. They're lovers. Maybe not lovers, but they are
fuckers."

"Some best friend she turns out to be. How long have you known?"

Joey said, "We have known all along, but we don't rat on Mommy or
Daddy."

Dick said, "We don't play favorites. We think it's neat that you
and Dad are cheaters."

Daphney said, "All's fair in love and war, Mom, so lighten up.
You're still way ahead of him. As far as we know, he is only
doing Susan and Sandy, mostly Susan. He has only been boinking
Sandy for a few weeks, now."

"Are you serious? Your father is screwing a twelve-year-old
girl?"

"Screwing her good, too."

"Is Susan aware."

"Of course. She likes to watch and masturbate to it."

Joey said, "We all do. They fuck real good, and Susan masturbates
real good, too - not as good as you or Daphney, but she looks
great doing it."

Dick added, "She'll only do it when Sandy gets fucked by a man.
Daddy isn't the only man fucking Sandy. Howard can't fuck her,
but a bunch of his friends can. We fucked her, too, didn't we,
Joey?"

"Yes, and the best is when me, Dick, and Dad fuck her. We did
that three times, now, with Susan and Daphney wanking off to it.
That's not all they do."

Sharon looked to Daphney who said, "I do Susan; Susan does me.
When those three are boinking the kid, we do each other.
Sixty-nine, breakfast of champions. Your best friend is
delicious, Mother. You should try her sometime. You could be
bosom buddies."

"Daphney, you are blowing my mind if what you say is true."

"It's all true, Mom, and I think it's time you and Daddy stopped
playing games. You are both swingers with swinging kids."

"He knows that but he chooses to play it this way."

"If you like playing these games, at least play them better. I
think he'd like better tapes. I think everyone would. I'm ready.
Are you?"

Sharon let that news sink in as she settled back again and
resumed a casual stroking of a casual beaver - thinking, sorting,
watching Dick's forearm saw gently in and out of a gorgeous pussy
that clung tenaciously to a boy's arm like to a thick cock and
seemed to suck on the fist. The kid looked great. Show biz was in
her blood. Sharon felt pride but wondered if she even knew the
man she married, for he had not changed one bit except that he
was absent more.

Sharon made her decision and said, "Howard wants you to work a
stag party in that outfit you have on, but I suppose you know
that."

"The stag party was his idea; the outfit was mine. I'm game. Can
I?"

"I don't see why not. You look ready enough, but I need to get
you on the pill."

"I want to get pregnant."

Sharon didn't expect this and showed surprise as she said, "Why
on earth would you want to get pregnant?"

"I think I'd look sexy pregnant, and my reputation is going
straight down the sewer after the first video. I may as well be
knocked up. Knocked-up girls go to special classes, and I hear
the preggo class is like a whore house for horny teachers and
school board members. Sounds like a real hoot. Beats regular
school unless you're a cheerleader. Whores can't be, so fuck a
bunch of cheering, and what's to cheer about if you can't fuck."

"Since when can't cheerleaders fuck. In my day, cheerleader was a
nice term for whore."

"A devout born-again bitch runs the program. She tolerates no
fucking. That's why we have the ugliest cheerleaders in the
northwest conference. Our cheerleaders graze during half time. If
I don't get my sexy ass knocked up, I may get drafted into the
herd."

Sharon found this quite amusing, because Daphney seemed quite
serious. Sharon said, "Are you serious about this?"

"Yes, and it might interest you to know that I told Dad how it
was. He told me to get my sexy ass knocked up. You know how badly
he wanted me to be on the squad. Now that he knows the score and
knows they are a no-fuck-em God-squad, he wants to see his little
princess with a big belly. He suggested I take my problem to
Howard. He thought Howard would know what to do, so I did that,
and he does know. He is very willing, but he won't do something
like that without your okay."

"Funny he never mentioned anything about that."

"He left that to me, and he wants you to ask him to do it."

"Kinky."

"Dad thinks so, too - makes his dick hard just thinking about it.
I like feeling my daddy's hard dick, so what do you say, Mom? Can
we knock the little princess up and get that on video?"

The kinky idea was sounding better and better. Daphney would look
awfully cute with a belly on her and mother udders on her chest.
Sharon pictured that and liked the image. More and more, Sharon
realized that she didn't know Greg at all. More and more, he
sounded like a fun guy, at least a kinky guy, and kinky guys were
fun guys. Making kinky videos for him took on greater appeal.
Sharon smiled and said, "If that's what you want, I'm sure we can
get you good and fat in the tummy with a nice set of leaky
hooters on you. I'd like a video of you nursing your father."

"I've already done that a few times, but the man is camera shy,
Howard shy, and just plain shy around anyone except us and the
Hawkings sluts. Susan and Sandy are sluts, you know."

"And we're not?"

"We could be. Except for veggies and arms, I am as virgin as
Mary."

"Might I ask why?"

"I'm saving myself for Howard or Daddy - either one, but I want
my first to be very special. After either of them gets some, I
say all aboard, even these two brats, but they'd rather be mother
fuckers. How 'bout it? Would you like to give the little fuckers
a thrill ride?"

The little fuckers looked to their mother with hopeful
expectation, but she exhibited a pussy they'd hardly feel. That
fact wasn't lost on them, but they didn't seem to care. The
thrill would be in the doing and in being done by sons. As Mrs.
Richter often said, "Ain't no fuckin' like a mother fuckin'."
She'd know, so Sharon made an inviting beaver as she said, "All
aboard."

Dick had his fist stuck in a clenching cunt, so Joey got the ride
as the mommy went to the floor and made a thrill ride of herself.
He got a lot more out of that ride than Sharon did, but she loved
watching the faces he made while mother fucking. 

When it was Dick's turn, he made even better faces. After he was
done, Daphney climbed into the saddle, did some clit fucking so
that she too could be a mother fucker, then reversed herself.
Before Sharon could say she wasn't ready for that type of incest,
she had a mouthful of it with a famished daughter chowing down on
mother fucked pussy. Seemed awfully kinky, but the kid was
absolutely delicious. All she needed was a good beard.

Kinky suited Sharon just fine, and she grew steadily more
comfortable with incest as she sixty-nined with a daughter and
nursed her sons. This needed to be on video. After a phone call
to Howard, it was. Later that evening, a stag party featuring
mother and daughter was added. Susan handed that video to Greg.
After he had a chance to view, he and Sharon were in bed
together, like usual when he was in town. She knew that he saw
the tape. He knew that she knew.

This time, Greg did give "the look". He was amazed. She smiled -
proud. He smiled with a hardon, pulled her close, rolled on, and
slipped his dick into sloppy-seconds pussy. He was now nose to
nose with a proud cheating whore, looking her into smiling eyes
as he said, "Sharon, I think you have been a very naughty wife
and mother."

She said, "You ain't seen nothing yet. I am going to breed your
little princess to a mutt."

That got him humping and pumping good as he said, "You're bad."

She met his energetic thrusts and said, "You're good."

They knew their marriage was now on a sound new footing, a bit
good and a bit bad, just right for them in that town.

                                                        The End
                                                        
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unsafe sex practices that involve any exchange of body fluid,
even contact with open sores or small cuts. Scenes involving
large objects, tattoos, bestial sex, body waste ingestion,
bindings, devices and gadgets are the stuff of fantasy and are
offered to promote the only safe sex there is - masturbation.
Before you try anything, find out what the risks and hazards are
because they can all be deadly. Read, enjoy, and remember - sex
with minors should be left to other minors. PP
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