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Mother smiled as she watched, reaching for Blue's still-wet cock and squeezing it in her hand. The young girl's hips were moving in slow circles and she moaned loudly as Jack grabbed for her breasts, sucking her nipple into his mouth.

Mother leaned in and ran her finger down the crack of the girl's ass to the small, puckered hole that seemed to wink at them as Jack's cock stretched her pussy open.

"Oh Jack," the redhead moaned, grinding her hips down onto his hard cock.

"That feels so good."

"Yeah," he gasped, his eyes closing as he grabbed her ass in his hands, shoving her down onto him.

"You like his big cock, don't you, Jill?" Mother murmured as she stroked the girl's tight, winking hole. The girl squirmed, glancing over her shoulder, and Mother knew she had almost forgotten that they were there.

"Y-yes, Mother." She slowed, Jack’s fingers digging into her hips.

"I think she's been spoiled, Blue," Mother murmured, using her other hand to squeeze the head of his cock in a slow, practiced manner-just enough stimulation to keep him hard. "I think she likes his cock a little too much. Don't you?"

"Yes, Mother," the man agreed, his eyes hungry as he watched Mother's fingertip probe the girl's ass, making Jill jump and squeal.

"M-Mother," Jill whimpered, biting her lip. "Please, don't-"

Mother's hand came down hard on the girl's behind, making her cry out as she rocked forward with the blow.

"You do what I say, Jill," Mother murmured, caressing the red handprint over the girl's pale, creamy bottom. "You have a lot to learn yet."

The redhead trembled in Jack’s arms. "Y-yes, Mother."

"Better," Mother said with a nod, her finger moving back up to probe the girl's puckered asshole. "You're such a headstrong little thing…wound up so tight…"

"Mother!" The girl gasped as the older woman slipped her finger in to the first knuckle.

"Very, very tight," Mother sighed, smiling at Blue. His eyes focused on her finger moving slowly in and out of the girl's ass. "Blue, darling, top drawer…"

The man leaned over and reached into the night table drawer, his cock never leaving Mother's grip as he found a small jar of cream and, opening it, handed it to her.

"Thank you, love." She dipped her fingers in and smeared the slippery liquid over the girl's quivering behind. The excess she used to rub on the head of Blue's cock.

"Thank you, Mother." Blue watched as the dark-haired woman used her finger again, pressing it into the girl's ass.

"Mother!" the girl cried, her muscles tightening, making Jack moan underneath her when she squeezed his cock. "What… what are you doing?"

"Softening you." Mother slipped another finger into the girl's tight channel.

"Oh, no," the girl groaned, her ass and pussy spasming as Mother began to move her fingers in and out.

"Oh… yes…" Mother countered, twisting her fingers and slipping a third one in. Jill squealed and bucked. "Hold her still, Jack."

"Yes, Mother," the young man groaned, his grip tightening on his Jill’s hips.

"You'll appreciate this, too, I promise." Mother’s fingers slid out of the girl's loosening hole and lightly grazed Jack's cock where it was still pressed deep into her pink, wet flesh. "Pull her down tight, Jack."

He did as he was told, shoving his cock up as deep as he could go and forcing her legs to splay out to either side. Turning to Blue, Mother smiled and pulled him forward, guiding his cock toward the young couple on the bed.

"Hold her very still, now, Jack," Mother murmured. "Keep her tight to you."

"Yes, Mother." He kept one hand on the small of the girl’s back and slid the other up, pressing her breasts tight to his chest. She wiggled and squirmed as Mother's hands spread her ass cheeks.

"Slow, Blue." Mother watched the older man aim his stiff cock toward the tender, virgin hole. "You know just the way…"

"Yes, Mother," he agreed, standing with his eyes focused on the puckered brown hole as he braced himself and began to press into her flesh.

"Noooooooo!" Jill wailed, struggling in Jack’s embrace. He grunted and held her tight, whispering soft words into her ear.

"Good, Jack," Mother praised him, stroking his thigh. "It's just like taming any wild animal."

Jill sobbed as Blue grunted forward, forcing the spongy dome just past her tight ring of muscle, easing in, feeling it slip suddenly over the ridge of his cock. It would have

been a snug fit to begin with, but Jack’s cock stretching her flesh wide already made it an almost impossible task. The girl screamed as Blue began inching his way inside.

"That's the way." Mother smiled, watching the older man's thick cock slowly disappear into Jill's tender asshole.

"Oh god," Jack moaned from underneath her. "What are you doing?"

"There's just a thin membrane separating you two," Mother explained, easing herself up onto the bed now that she was satisfied with Blue's progress. "You're inside Jill’s wet little cunt, but Blue is now going to fuck her virgin asshole."

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