The Devil's Pact - S01 E317

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The Devil's Pact - S01 E317

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 317

Mary broke the kiss and gasped in pleasure as my hand slid up and started to gently grope her left breast. "Oh yes!" she gasped as I pinched her nipple. "Oh, fuck, that feels great! Suck my clit, Mom! Oh, you fucking know just how to get me off! Oh, fuck! I'm so horny! Watching you deepthroat Mark made me so wet! Siyach!" she screamed as her orgasm exploded through her, starting the ritual.

"My naughty filly, grinned, fucking Tiffany harder as Mary smiled happily at me.

Mary sighed, "My horny stallion. Make my mon howl in pleasure!"

"Fuck yeah I will!" I panted.

I pulled Tiffany's legs up, hooked her ankles onto my shoulders, and leaned forward. I was able to thrust deeply into her tight pussy, pumping away as fast as I could. My mother-in-law's cunt felt like soft silk rubbing deliciously up and down on my cock. Every thrust full of sweet pleasure. I could hear my balls slap against her taint as I fucked her harder and harder. I had to cum! That great need built up inside me. Closer and closer my orgasm drew, every stroke agonizing pleasure, spurring me to thrust harder and faster.

"Slyach!" I gasped as I flooded my mother-in-law's pussy. "Fuck, your cunt is amazing, Tiffany!"

I kept pounding her cunt. I needed to bring her to orgasm to finish the spell. Mary reached down and started fingering her mother's clit. Tiffany moaned wordlessly beneath Mary, and I could see a second orgasm growing on my wife's face. I changed the angle of my thrust, the head of my cock now rubbing along the top of her cunt. Tiffany twitched as I grazed her G-spot.

That set her off. I felt her pussy milking my cock as her body heaved beneath Mary. Tiffany shouted a word, muffled by Mary's cunt, and I felt this connection spring up from Tiffany, into Mary and myself. Mary shuddered, cumming again on her mother's lips and I felt another load of cum shooting off into Tiffany's cunt. My vision blackened with the intensity of it, ecstasy boiling through me and escaping into her pussy.

Holy shit, I thought.

"Oh, wow, that's wild! Mary's voice whispered in my mind. I heard you inside my head!

You can hear me? | asked her silently.

Yeah.

"Did it work?" Tiffany asked, breathless.

I pulled out of my mother-in-law, sprawling back on the bed. "Yeah, it worked great."

Mary snuggled against me as Tiffany rolled out of bed. "Great," she smiled. She bent down and kissed Mary and then me on the lips. "Well, I'm going home, you two have a good night."

"You're not going to stay and cuddle?" Mary pouted.

"Well, that sounds tempting." Tiffany smiled. "But there are two hot, teenage sluts in bed with my husband, and I want to join in the fun."

"Ohh, has Dad corrupted you, too?" Mary asked, curious. "Do you have a schoolgirl fetish now, Mom?"

"Maybe," Tiffany answered with a mysterious smile.

Mary's eyes widened in realization. "Oh, you've fucked one of dad's students!"

Tiffany laughed. "Yep! On Tuesday. I went to see Sean at work, you know, to surprise him with a nooner. I found him balls deep in one of his students. This cute girl named...um...Emily." Tiffany smiled fondly. "She was scared, at first, but convinced her to eat me out while Sean fucked her pussy."

"You dirty slut," Mary giggled. "Mark once spent an entire day at a high school, fucking every girl he could. Meanwhile, I was stuck running errands for our wedding and having an absolutely terrible day."

"Hey, I had to find two virgins," I protested. "I had to search long and hard to find two girls that still had intact hymens."

"Oh, I'm sure it was hard, grinned Mary, her hand gripping my cock. "And once it was hard, it was definitely long."

"It's long and hard for you, Mare, I thought at my wife.

A pleased smile appeared on her lips. "Well, maybe I should fix that?

"This is all your fault, Mark Glassner, Mary complained the next morning as I held her hair back. She opened her mouth to speak, her eyes widened, and she turned back to the toilet to vomit into the bowel

Morning sickness had been rough on Mary, and this morning seemed particularly unpleasant. "Sorry, Mare. But it was your idea to have a child," I pointed out calmly.

She glared at me, her face pale, almost green. "I don't want to hear your excuses, Mark Glassner!"

I laughed, which only made her glare harder. "You look beautiful this morning, Mare," quickly said.

"Liar," she accused, but my compliment helped to mollify her anger. Well, she wasn't really angry, just in some discomfort, and so lashed out at me. So I used my other hand to rub her shoulder and bent down to kiss her neck.

She stood up and I handed her a glass of water and she rinsed her mouth out, then I carried her back to bed and set her down, and kissed her forehead. "Feeling better?" I asked, snuggling up against her.

"No," she sighed. "I don't think I'm up for going to the gun-buyback today.

"Sure, Mare." I rubbed at her stomach. "Only eight-weeks old and she is already causing problems."

Mary giggled. "A girl, huh? Not a son to take after you?"

I snorted with laughter. "There wouldn't be a safe pussy anywhere in the state," I boasted. "My son would have to fuck them all."

Mary smiled fondly. "Well, if it's a girl, what would you name her?"