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Wilding In The West 6
🕑 Added 2025-09-11 18:00:09 +0000 UTCHe looked down, even as Allie nestled her face into his neck, swishing her tongue onto the little hairs that grew there for the dewdrops of sweat they held. There was Michelle lying between his legs, smile consuming all of his defeated cockhead. Only it didn’t feel so defeated with Michelle’s tongue slathered all over the sensitive bulb. Chad jerked reflexively at the insistent sensations, even as Allie nibbled as his pulse and stroked his brawny chest.
“We’re going to have such a good time,” Allie sighed in his ear, ignorant of what a good time they were having already… and how ‘we’ was more expansive than she knew.
Michelle worked more of him into her mouth, not sucking, but bobbing her head up and down, resulting in a gentle tugging that was surprisingly effective. Not too much for his well-used flesh, but relaxing and stimulating, like a good massage. He could feel her gulp away his old cum after she licked it free of his shaft.
Chad put one hand down to rest in her thick, luscious hair. His muscles twitched and he drew a deep breath, interrupted by Allie coming in for another kiss. She started to reach down his body—clearly a case of like mother, like daughter. Chad seized her by the wrist and pulled her hands up to his face. With a loving smile, she cupped his cheeks and petted his hair to go with more kisses.
“You’re such a romantic,” she breathed, “but I’m not.” And she leaned down to lick across his nipple.
Chad recoiled, more feeling Michelle cupping his balls in both hands and gently kneading their contents, which were nowhere near as depleted as he’d felt immediately after spilling into Allie. Goosebumps coated him like armor trying to repel these overly amorous touches, but Chad could only let himself be used, trying to satisfy Allie with petting touches and whispered nothing until her daughter had worked his maleness to eruption. It was clear nothing else would satisfy her.
With Allie kissing his nose, his lips, his cheeks, his eyes, Chad glanced down at Michelle and wished he could reach into the molten tresses of her fine blonde hair in the moonlight. It would be the only time he’d be able to touch a flame without being burned. His hips bucked with the pull of her sucking mouth, as if attempting to fed Michelle what she so clearly craved.
Her mouth was paradise, her tongue following the veins of his swelling erection and her teeth grazing his length to spice the pleasure—it was as though all of her gullet was meant to please him. And he didn’t know how the sounds of sucking and slurping did not reach Allie. Perhaps the roar of hot blood in her ears was too loud.
Michelle’s eyes fluttered closed as she buried herself deep down to his groin, cheeks hollowing with the hunger she had for her seed. And still there was Allie to look at, Allie to feel, a combination of delights that left Chad barely able to hold himself back from completion. He wanted this to last, even if every lurid moment of it challenged Allie’s ignorance. Allie displayed the same greed as her daughter did, but for his desire, pressing her breasts to his chest, driving her tongue into his mouth, with no idea that Chad’s passionate response as much belonged to Michelle as to her.
Release welled within Chad like a physical force marshalling its strength, about to attempt escape. He kissed Allie to hold her attention; thankfully she returned it, eating up the groans Chad voiced until he was at his limit. With one hand he squeezed his tension into her pliant hip—with the other, he forced her head down against his chest, where she must’ve heard his heart going like a gonging church bell.
Allie took his nipple into her mouth and eagerly suckled it. Chad clenched his eyes shut and his world became a magic lantern show, seeing exploding stars flashing in the heaving darkness. He tightened his arms around Allie until there was no more strength in his arms… it had all been drained out into Michelle’s accepting mouth. He felt her lips dwindle away off his twice-emptied maleness. Just in time, as Allie threw a leg over his waist to further embrace him.
“You really have some sensitive nipples,” Allie whispered, running her fingers through the sweat that had pooled on his brow. “I’ll have to remember that. A girl might not be able to take the full three acts of that play—we might need to rush through it some nights.”
“Believe me, I don’t know if I could take it either.”
“Do you think I’m gluttonous?” Allie asked. “Taking you for my own? I know I should probably let my daughter have a man of your caliber, but I really don’t know if she could handle you… you and I are old enough to appreciate the real strong liquor, but I think she’d be happier with tea. At least for her first husband. If she burns through him, well…”
Michelle crawled up behind Allie. Her lips brushed over Allie’s back as she ascended her mother’s body. At her shoulder, she lapped up a dot of sweat. Allie shook her head with an embarrassed smile.
“Sorry, Michelle. I shouldn’t talk about you like you’re not here.”
Michelle arranged herself behind Allie, cradling her in her arms, putting a hand to Allie’s lower belly and feeling the outside of the sheath Chad had been inside not so long ago. “I’m so happy for you, Mommy. You looked like you were falling in love with him more and more. And all that stuff he put inside you—it’s like you’re burning up with it! Talk about strong liquor!”
Chad wondered if Allie had any idea that her daughter had just taken a shot of the same brand.
“Kiss him again, mommy,” Michelle keened. “I wanna see how to kiss a man!”
Allie indulged her, tangling her lips with Chad’s as Michelle pressed closer and closer to her, sandwiching her between the other two people in the cave. “God, Michelle, you’re buzzing like a beehive. Get on the other side of Mr. Connors. Feel him up, not me!”
Chad’s eyes widened. Speechless, he could only look at Allie in disbelief.
She smiled indulgently at him. “You have two hands, so you can touch both of us. But only one pecker—you remember that’s mine.”
Michelle burst into motion, swimming through the air to wiggle over Allie and get on top of Chad. On its own, her small body might be lost against his musculature, but together with Allie, Chad felt like the prey of two hungry lionesses. Allie giggled as she saw her daughter straddle Chad, then lay down on him, her head on his shoulder.
Allie got situated with her, legs entwined with Chad’s and Michelle’s until it was all like a puzzle he couldn’t solve. She rested her head on Chad’s chest, looking up at him and tittering at the sight of Michelle nestled together with him.
“Get a feel of that ass,” Allie told him. “That’s some fine stuff. But this…” She took his other arm and wiggled under it until, like a feather boa, it fell from her shoulder to her hip. To her pert little ass, no bigger than her daughter’s, which fit just right into his powerful hand. “Yeah. That’s why I don’t mind you getting a feel of her. I’ve got so much to slake your lust, even that big cock won’t be left wanting!”
Chad shuddered. Michelle was laving her tongue around the turns of his ear. His grip involuntarily tightened on Allie’s bottom.
“That’s it, give it a good squeeze,” Allie crooned happily. “I want you to remember how it feels when we’re riding to our first bank job! Every day you lead this outfit is a night you spend feeling my flank… and not just with your hand!”
“And if you ever get bored of her—” Michelle whispered in his ear
“Did you say something, dumpling?” Allie asked.
“No, mother. Just yawning.”
“Well, don’t do it in Mr. Connors’ ear. He needs his sleep. He has a big day ahead of him tomorrow.”
Then, Chad nearly squawked, for Michelle got a hold of his sleeping cock and gripped it nearly tight enough to squeeze life into it again, even after its double draining.
Chad could only stare straight up and hope Allie would not look around to see what her progeny was doing.
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