Herb wasn't holding her now, and she had no thought of running, of trying to getaway. She felt him moving behind her, then she gasped when she felt his naked cock rubbing about her creamy ass cheeks. His prick left a hot trail of moisture on her smooth ass, almost searing her flesh.

Freddie, the young boy, got to his feet and came to her. He was almost a head shorter then Honey. He looked at her tits, then cupped one of them in his hands. When he caressed it, squeezing gently, Honey's cunt twitched hotly. His father was running the head of his dripping cock all over her curvy ass and the boy was feeling and playing with her tits, and Honey was shaking visibly. But it was not with fear now; it was with increasing excitement.

"Let's fuck her, Dad!" the boy said, his voice showing his excitement. "Come on, Dad, let's fuck the piss out of her."

"That's what we're going to do," Honey heard the man say behind her. Then he began to press her down, his hands on her shoulders. "But I'd like a kiss, first."

Honey found herself on her knees between them. Her face was level with Herb's cock. He and his son stood side by side, their cocks hard, standing out. Freddie reached for her hand and brought it to his cock, wrapping her fingers around it. Then her other hand was on his father's cock. She didn't know how it got there, but it was curled around his thick prick, becoming tighter. She gazed from one cock to the other, shivering with anticipation.

"Kiss my cock," Herb said, his voice not at all demanding. "Kiss it, baby. Kiss my cock, then kiss Freddie's cock."

Honey wanted to kiss those pricks very much. She could already taste them in her mouth. Each was dripping pre-cum, and she licked her lips with eager anticipation. Holding Herb's cock tightly in her fist, she turned toward Freddie. Placing her lips against his dripping piss hole, she kissed it. Then, with her lips tingling and burning, she turned and kissed Herb's prick. She tasted their combined fluids, her mind reeling.