Marla laughed a low, throaty laugh. "Girls can have a lot of fun with each other. But guys are more fun."

"Oooh, yes," Sally giggled. "I loved the way yow kissed my pussy, Mother, but I like Bob's cock in me best of all."

"I know," Marla agreed.

"Fuck him, Mother," Sally urged. "Bob wants to fuck you so much! I know you'd love it, too!" Marla's eyes gleamed, and she nodded her head.

"Okay, I will," she said, firmly. "I'll fuck his cock off!"

"Oh, don't do that, Mother," Sally giggled. "I want it spin, you know."

"A figure of speech," Marla said, giving her daughter's cunt a soft pat. "But I'll fuck him. I'll give him a fantastic fuck!"

Sally squealed and twisted about, shoving her lips to her mother's. She kissed her mother hard, and when she felt her mother's tongue sliding into her mouth, she sucked it. Pushing her mother's tongue back, she moved her own into Marla's mouth. Marla mewled and sucked at Sally's tongue, and gasped softly when her daughter closed her fingers about her tits, squeezing them through her thin housedress.

When they pulled apart, Bob was standing at the side of the bed. His hair was still damp from his bath, and he wore jockey shorts.

Marla's eyes glowed brightly as she gazed at the nice lump his cock and balls made in them. Sally turned and looked at her brother, too.

"Mmmmm, that's for me," Marla purred and shoved her hand to her son's crotch. She cupped his balls, squeezing them lightly. "Bob, your sister and I have come to a conclusion."

"Why are your faces so wet?" Bob asked.

Sally giggled.

"Because we were enjoying each other," his mother answered.

"We sucked cunts!" Sally blurted, her eyes gleaming. "Mother sucked my cunt and I sucked hers!"

Bob trembled as his mother pressed her hand against his balls, his cock stiffening inside his shorts. Marla stared at it, seeing the outline, his swollen cockhead, with a moist spot spreading on the white cloth.