[Head of the Household] (Complete)

Chapter 1
Turning off the sleep-inducing television, Bob decided to take a walk in the nearby park. After saying goodbye to his mother,

Bob closed the door and stepped briskly onto the path outside. It was a bright spring afternoon, and he walked along the street,

feeling the warm breeze on his face. From the park not far away, the shouts of a football match drifted over. Bob slowly

walked along the grass, watching the game.
He saw a couple excitedly cheering for their children, two

boys around ten years old, who were fiercely battling for the ball.
Bob slowly approached the field, simultaneously intruding into the parents' attention, as he always did when he found

something potentially interesting. Unfortunately, this time there didn't seem to be anything that interested him, and he began

to consider whether to continue.
But when he reached the edge of the field, he noticed the beautiful mother from the family he had just seen.

Long, flowing blonde hair accentuated her pretty face. She had a stunning figure, and her breasts were perfectly proportioned;

Bob thought they must be a C-cup.
He noticed that the man standing beside her, supporting her, was her husband—a thin man

in a shirt and tie, perhaps having just come from work to watch the Saturday afternoon game. He had

neatly combed brown hair, and his thin-rimmed glasses framed a friendly face.
Bob watched them cheer for the game, then his thoughts drifted back to the blonde woman. He immediately

knew her name was Katie, and the man's name was Tim, Tim Brooke. The two

boys were named William and Jody.
He sat down on the sidelines and began to watch the game. Bob didn't know anything about the two teams, nor did he care; he

just knew it was the Red Team versus the Blue Team. Soon, he found Brooke's two boys on the Red Team,

the two boys with brown hair as well.
Bob watched the game, feeling the overwhelming joy emanating from Katie. Suddenly, a shout

from brought his attention back to the game.
William got the ball and charged towards the goal. This might be his first chance to score, and Bob

sensed increasing anticipation from Katie. So Bob decided to try

one of the new abilities he'd discovered in recent months.
Staring intently at the players marking William, Bob made them trip and fall. Now only

the goalkeeper could stop the goal. Bob instilled a winning mentality in William, then planted

a seed of doubt in the goalkeeper's mind. William shot, and Bob, with his still-

inexperienced remote control ability, sent the ball flying towards the goal, pressing it down

like . The ball sailed past the goalkeeper and into the net.
After the game, all the Red Team families ran onto the field to celebrate with William and his teammates.

Bob felt the happiness in their minds and waited for the crowd to disperse.

After the coach finished speaking with the players, the Red Team prepared to leave. The Brooke family headed towards their campervan, and Bob

decided to join them.
"Hey! Wait for me!" Bob called after them.
"Come on, son! We're going home now!" Tim called back, laughing as he looked at Bob.
Bob was now their eldest son and was looking forward to some fun.
Bob watched Tim put the children's ball bags in the back of the white RV. There was a

long and two more seats in the back, making a total of five.
"Katie, there's a blade of grass behind you." Bob said, pulling her arm to turn her around and

wiping the imaginary blade of grass off her skirt.
"Oh, thank you, Bob," Katie said, a little surprised, but not quite sure why.
"Mom, why does Bob call you Katie?" Jody complained.
"He's older than both of you, and we think he's old enough. If he wants to, of course

he can ,"
Katie reiterated the decision Bob had just instilled in her, while Jody was clearly still

unhappy with the answer.
"How about you two sit in the front?" Bob suggested.
“Great!” William exclaimed, scrambling eagerly to the front of the carriage, Jody following closely behind.
“All set, is everyone ready?” Tim asked, back in the carriage.
“Come on, Tim, Katie and I will sit in the back.”
The Brooke family lived on the other side of town, so the journey back would take some time.
Bob sat close to Katie, who was happily chatting with her husband and children in the front. Bob placed

his hand on her knees and told Katie that whatever he did was perfectly normal, and she acquiesced

.
Slowly, his hand slipped under her black midi skirt, sliding down her inner thigh. Then, his fingers

crept to her panties, gently touching her genitals. Katie

squirmed uncomfortably in her seat, her legs slightly parted, because of the fingers bothering her. As his middle finger

slipped under the edge of her cotton panties near her genitals, he slowly slid his finger along her

clitoris , causing her to jump up in surprise.
"What happened back there? You two didn't fight, did you?" Tim asked jokingly.
Bob looked up and realized Tim could see what was happening behind them through the rearview mirror. Bob subtly

instructed Tim to adjust the mirror so that he could see his wife's crotch every time he looked.
"Oh, nothing, Tim. We were just playing a game," Bob replied with a chuckle.
Bob grabbed the waistband of her underwear and unbuckled her belt. Then he slipped his hand inside and

cupped her warm vulva in his palm. Katie let out a soft moan and adjusted her

position again. Gently, he began to stroke her vulva with his fingertips, moving back and forth between the pubic hair and clitoris. His

index finger slid up and down the labia, then slowly circled them.
Katie was now leaning back in her seat, her eyes closed, slowly licking her lips. Excitement filled her face.

With a sudden gasp, she bit her lower lip to relax, and

fragrant beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead.
Bob raised his other hand, ran it through her hair, down to the other side of her neck, lightly brushed her face, and

pressed it against her full lips. She parted her lips and gently opened her mouth, letting Bob

slide his fingers under her lips and into her mouth. She gently sucked on them. Then Bob moved his hand down to her

chin, then down to her green cotton blouse.
Bob skillfully unbuttoned the top two buttons of the blouse with one hand, just enough to reveal her

cleavage and allow him to slip his hand inside her blouse. He slid his hand inside her left bra and began to

gently massage her nipple with his fingers. Then Bob simultaneously rubbed her clitoris with one hand

while repeatedly kneading her nipple with the other.
Bob looked up and saw Tim watching them intently. He could sense Tim's bewilderment. The

man believed to be his son was toying with his wife, who was also Bob's mother. Tim knew

something was wrong. On the other hand, he was watching his wife being played with by someone else. He knew

something was definitely wrong.
And yet, he still watched his beloved wife being played with, stimulated to the point of near climax. This

left him bewildered, and with Bob ordering him to accept it all as normal, Tim watched the whole thing unfold with a mixture of

trepidation and anticipation.
Katie moaned softly, but when she felt Bob's thick middle finger penetrate her slightly wet vulva

, she suddenly let out a loud moan.
Bob began to move his finger in and out of her wet vagina,

tickling her with his finger that went all the way in each time, while rubbing her clitoris with it each time his palm touched her.
As Bob continued his relentless efforts, he noticed she was becoming increasingly aroused. He began to increase his

speed and continued to caress her lovely breasts. Her moans grew louder, seemingly heading towards a final

climax.
When Tim saw this in the mirror, he even stopped the car in surprise, while his two children,

completely unaware of what was happening behind them, were only complaining that the car was too slow.
Bob moved his fingers faster until the final thrust, she arched her back, then

pressed her nipples against the roof of the car, reaching her final climax.
Bob quickly pulled his hand out of her panties, then wiped his wet fingers in her open mouth

before sitting back down.
Katie only regained consciousness when she felt the car start again. She adjusted her position again

and looked at Bob with a smile.
"So, Bob, what do you want for dinner?"
Chapter Two
Bob had already called home and told his real mother that he would be staying at a friend's house for a few days,

so his family wouldn't worry about him, and he had already enjoyed a hearty and harmonious dinner.
The Brooke family watched TV together that evening, of course, all the programs Bob wanted to watch. Two or three hours later,

Katie put the two children to bed, and now it was time for everyone to go to sleep. Bob followed Brooke

into the bedroom.
"Tim, it seems you haven't prepared a room for me yet. You'll have to sleep on the sofa tonight." Bob

handed him a pillow from the double bed.
Tim wanted to argue, but something in his head told him it was perfectly acceptable, so

he silently took the pillow and returned to the living room. With a cheerful smile, Bob closed the bedroom door, waiting for

Katie to return from the children's.
"Bob, where's Tim?"
"He's sleeping on the sofa until you've prepared my room. How could you forget you have a

child?" Bob asked, feigning distress.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Bob, we don't know how that happened," Katie

said . She genuinely felt bad for forgetting to prepare a room for her son, especially since they had

lived in this house for so many years.
"It's alright, it's fine. I just need somewhere to sleep," Bob said, patting

the bed he was sitting on cheerfully. "Go change into your pajamas," Bob said, tossing Katie a pretty nightgown.
Katie nodded and hesitantly began to unbutton her shirt.
"Hurry up, it's late, I need to turn off the lights and go to sleep," Bob complained.
"Sorry," she said, starting to take off the shirt. Soon, the shirt and skirt were off,

revealing white panties and a bra underneath. She reached behind her back and unhooked the bra, letting it

slip off . Bob stared at her full, round breasts and bright red nipples. She started to put on her pajamas,

but Bob stopped her.
"Aren't you going to bed without taking off your panties?"
"Oh...of course not," she said hesitantly.
Bob nodded in agreement, and she slowly took off her panties, revealing her

pubic hair. She picked up the long nightgown, pulled it over her head, and let it slide down to cover her entire body.
Katie knelt by the bed, preparing to begin her nightly prayers.
Bob watched this beautiful scene in disbelief. He crawled past her, then sat on the edge of the bed,

watching her intently. Katie looked at him and smiled, saying, "Bob, it's time to start praying."
"Okay," he said, kneeling down on the bed beside her.
She lowered her head, closed her eyes, and clasped her hands to her chest. Bob watched her begin to softly recite her bedtime

prayer , then immediately commanded her, in his mind, to ignore everything he was doing

and not to stop praying until she heard him say Amen. Then Bob excitedly lifted the breasts beside him. Oh,

how , Bob enjoyed the heavy feeling in his hands. He gently weighed them, then

reached up and covered her nipples with his palms, slowly kneading those beautiful breasts.
He gently rubbed the two small nipples through the soft nightgown. Then Bob

stroked her arms with his hands, then along her back, over her buttocks, down her thighs, to the hem of her

nightgown . Then he pulled at her nightgown and slowly stroked her thighs upwards, then her buttocks, and this time he

stopped there. He grabbed her buttocks with his hands and gently squeezed and kneaded them like dough.
Katie let out a satisfied sigh and continued her cheerful prayer.
Bob's penis was already throbbing high above his shorts. He quickly reached down to untie them,

freeing his erection. He circled her knees, moved behind her, and grasped her buttocks again,

feeling the soft touch.
He used his knees to push her legs apart from behind, bringing her as close to her as possible. Then, he grabbed

her buttocks and pulled her back against him, lifting her slightly. Now he had more room to

move, and he made her lean forward more, shifting her hips into a better position.
But these movements caused her pajamas to slip down again. Bob quickly rolled her

pajamas up to her back, letting gravity hold them there. Then he reached out his left hand and slowly

traced the cleft of her buttocks.
His fingers continued to slide down, slowly brushing against her tight anus, and

Katie trembled slightly as his fingers touched it. He then moved downwards, skimming over the sensitive flesh between her anus and vulva, before stopping at her

warm, moist labia.
He began to gently stroke them with his fingers. He could feel them becoming increasingly wet, and he

began to probe his fingers inside her. He only inserted his fingers lightly, allowing her a brief moment of

sensation before slipping them out again.
Katie was now moaning almost unconsciously, continuing her prayers without

realizing anything was amiss.
Bob began to draw delicate circles around her beautiful labia with his fingers, slowly widening the circles,

only to quickly withdraw them before touching her clitoris, thus prolonging the anticipation. He skillfully caressed

her labia, and as he rubbed between them, one could even hear the sound of moisture being squeezed out.
He decided not to wait any longer, pressing his already large, erect member forward, across the cleft of her buttocks, and beginning to slide

up and down , feeling the slight friction.
When he felt he was no longer satisfied, he slid the head of his dragon down over her soft,

elastic buttocks to the babbling water. He moved his head up and down around the opening, trying

to collect more juice.
Then, he slowly and carefully began to push his huge, hard penis into her hot, wet

vagina . Bob was amazed to feel how tight her body was, even

after having two children. This was an unexpected bonus.
Katie screamed in surprise when she felt a stranger's hard penis enter her vagina.

She was very loyal to her husband and never thought it was possible for anything to happen with anyone else.
But this time was different. She didn't know why, but she felt that it wasn't someone else

doing ; she was simply enjoying the pleasure. She knew she had to continue her

prayers no matter what, so she prayed earnestly to forget the distractions.
Bob sank as deep as he could, savoring the various wonderful sensations. Her warm vagina

felt so good to him, and he knew he could enjoy being with her whenever he

wanted . He grabbed her buttocks to push deeper, pulling her into a comfortable position and beginning to

thrust in and out of her in his own way, slowly increasing the pace.
Katie could feel an orgasm welling up inside her, but rationally, she felt there was no

reason for her to feel this way. Perhaps all she needed to do was overcome this feeling; Katie thought she

should spend more time praying later.
Bob began to thrust harder and harder into her, almost pushing her onto the bed each time,

and he gradually felt his own orgasm approaching. With the final thrust, he plunged deeply into her vagina,

powerfully pouring his warm fluid into the depths of her body.
As Katie felt that warm fluid shoot deep into her body, she immediately convulsed involuntarily in the ensuing orgasm

, but at the same time, she continued to pray.
Bob withdrew from her body and sat down behind her, while she continued to pray by the bedside. With

a tired but pleased smile, Bob crawled back to Katie.
He quietly watched her face, enjoying her confused expression as she struggled to shake off the

floating pleasure and focus on what she needed to do. After watching for a while, Bob decided it was time to sleep

.
"Amen," he said, looking at her.
Immediately, she lowered her hands and opened her eyes.
"You see, Bob, nothing lets you let go of everything better than this."
"Indeed, nothing is better," he

said .
Katie turned off the bedside lamp and slid into the covers to sleep. But as she was about to rest, she

felt Bob move behind her and insert his erection between her buttocks.
"I think I still have some things to let go of," he whispered in her ear, while firmly grasping her right

breast in his hand.
Chapter 3
Tim was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper, when Bob and Katie walked into the kitchen. Bob was wearing

one of Tim's expensive silk pajamas, while Katie was only wearing a pale purple thong. Normally this would have

surprised Tim, but this morning, the sight of Bob grabbing his wife's left breast as they walked through the kitchen

didn't bother him.
"Good morning, Bob. Did you sleep well last night?"
"Not bad, but I'm still a little tired." Bob sat down beside him, giving him a

light elbow and a wink.
"Katie, even though it's Sunday, I have a meeting this morning, so I only have time for this

coffee." Tim said, completely oblivious to Bob's sarcasm.
"Well, darling. I don't have time for breakfast either; I haven't finished with Bob's things."

As she spoke, she knelt down and began crawling under the table. "Tell the kids to make themselves

some ." With that, she disappeared under the table.
"Okay, honey," Tim said, then picked up his coffee and continued reading the newspaper.
Katie pulled Bob's erect penis from under his gorgeous nightgown and gently

licked it tip. She circled the urethral opening with her tongue, then opened her mouth and

swallowed the entire erection between her lips.
A few minutes later, as Katie was sucking on Bob's penis, the two children rushed into the kitchen.
"Go get your own cereal and watch cartoons," Tim said from behind his newspaper.
Bob ignored the children and ran out of the kitchen with his cereal.
"She's really good, isn't she, Tim?"
"Huh?" Tim asked blankly, looking at the newspaper.
"Oral sex. She's very good at it," Bob said, pointing to Katie's head bobbing up and down under the table

.
"Uh, I don't think we should be talking about these things, Bob," Tim said. Clearly, he still

considered Bob their son.
Bob decided to delve deeper into the topic.
"Can't we talk about this?"
"No, Bob. This isn't something a father and son should discuss."
"But isn't it nice that she's eating my cock under the table right now?"
Tim was momentarily stunned, but then Bob quickly dismissed the confusion from his mind.
"Well, that's normal, Bob. People go out to eat what they want every morning, don't

they?"
"Yeah, that's right." Bob shook his head and chuckled at the strange explanation that had come to Tim's head.
Bob could feel that climax was approaching as Katie swallowed.
"Excuse me, Tim, I have something to do now." Bob pointed at Katie again. "
It's okay, please continue." With that, Tim returned to his newspaper. Bob leaned down, ran his hands through Katie's hair, grabbed the back of her head, and began to move her head
back and forth faster . 　　She felt a little choked when his huge penis penetrated deeper into her throat than she had expected. She actually had very little experience with oral sex, only two or three times, and even then, it was just a bit of fun with Tim. She had never swallowed semen before. 　　Bob sensed in her mind that she was about to spit out his huge penis and use her hand to help him . Absolutely not! He immediately erased the thought from her mind, and now she realized that before pulling her head out, she had to swallow every drop of semen. 　　Bob could feel her tongue circling under his penis, and a huge wave of pleasure shooting . He forcefully pressed her head towards him, his pubic hair getting into her nose, and then he ejaculated that warm, deep stream into her throat. 　　Katie felt spurts of semen hitting the back of her throat. A sudden surge of hunger made her hurriedly swallow the semen. 　　With a gasp from Katie, Bob's penis slipped from between her lips. Katie lay on the floor, while Bob comfortably lifted his head, leaning back in his seat, savoring the afterglow of their encounter. Finally, Katie, her body trembling slightly, slowly crawled out from under the table. 　　"Thank you, Katie. I'd like bacon and eggs for breakfast; I think I'm feeling quite hungry now." 　　"Sounds good, Bob. Enjoy your meal," Tim said, picking up his briefcase and standing up. He went to his wife, who was beginning to prepare Bob's breakfast, and kissed her. 　　"What are you having, Katie?" 　　"Hmm, I've already had some delicious drinks; maybe I'll have some more later," she said expectantly . 　　"Then have a good day, you two." With that, Tim headed out the door to work. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Four 　　Bob used his newly made key to open the Brooks' house door and went inside. It was nine o'clock in the evening, and Bob guessed the two children were already asleep, so Katie could do something to please him. He hadn't been here for almost a week , feeling somewhat tired of them, but he decided to spend the weekend with this family anyway. 　　Bob found Tim in the living room, watching TV alone. 　　"Hey Bob, how's it going?" 　　"Hey Tim. Where's everyone else?" 　　"Something came up at home. Katie and the kids went to stay with her mother for a few days." 　　This annoyed Bob, as he needed to find something else to do. 　　"So, Tim, what are you up to now?" 　　"I'm heading to John's." 　　"Who's John?" 　　"An old friend. We've known John and Melissa for years." 　　"Melissa is his wife?" 　　"Yes." Tim said, standing up from his chair. "I think it'll be too late if I don't leave soon." 　　"I want to go with you," Bob said, a mischievous glint in his eyes. 　　"Hey Tim," a petite woman with short brown hair said, opening the door. 　　"Bob, this is Melissa," Tim said, pointing to a beautiful, smiling woman wearing glasses standing in the hallway . “Melissa, this is Bob. You haven’t met him yet, but you should have heard me talk .” 　　“Of course, Tim. Hi, Bob, it’s nice to meet you.” She cheerfully extended her hand to Bob. 　　“Hi, Melissa,” Bob said, shaking her hand after adjusting his memory. She was a petite woman, but apart from that, the rest of her body was quite large. Bob took a liking to her almost immediately. 　　“Don’t stand outside anymore, come in,” she said, opening the door and letting them pass by her. 　　Bob followed Tim into the house, down the hallway, and into the living room. 　　“Where’s John?” Tim asked as Melissa followed them into the living room. 　　“I think he’s watching TV right now.” She said, pointing casually to the next room, from which the faint sounds of a football match could be heard. 　　“Tim, let’s chat with Melissa here for a while,” Bob suggested. 　　“Hmm, okay,” Tim agreed, somewhat surprised but cheerfully.

Bob picked up a photo frame from the table, looking at the picture of a

boy .
"Who's this, Melissa?" Bob asked.
"That's Andy, our only son," she said with a smile. "I think you've seen

him at your house before; he's there often."
"Bob isn't always home; he's a busy young man," Tim said, smiling as he

ruffled Bob's hair like a proud father.
Bob put the frame back on the table, but it slipped from his hands and fell to

the floor .
"Ah!" Bob exclaimed, bending down to pick it up.
"Oh, it's alright, I'll get it," Melissa said, quickly bending down to pick up the photo. As she bent down

, Bob could even see her breasts, covered by a sports bra, through her loose light blue t-shirt

. It seemed she had been running or doing some kind of exercise.
Bob suddenly felt a surge of excitement from Tim's consciousness, and when Bob looked at him,

Tim was staring intently at Melissa's breasts covered by a bra through her blouse.
As Melissa stood up, both Bob and Tim looked away, so she

was still unaware that she had inadvertently revealed a glimpse of her breasts. She put the picture frame back on the table and went to

the kitchen.
"Would anyone like a drink? Tea or coffee?"
"Coffee without milk, please," Tim replied, while Bob shook his head in refusal.
While Melissa busied herself in the kitchen, Bob began to check Tim's consciousness. He discovered Tim's desire for

Melissa , but Tim remained steadfast in his responsibilities as a husband, never crossing the line of fantasy, at most

only stealing glances like before. Bob smiled happily, deciding to surprise him. After all, Bob

believed himself to be a fair man, and he allowed himself to possess Katie whenever he wanted without

any complaints.
As Bob pondered his options, Melissa approached with Tim's coffee, then, with her back to

Bob , handed it to Tim.
Bob reached out and grabbed her buttocks, and aside from an initial surprise, she made no further

comment.
"Melissa, Tim and I really enjoyed what you showed us," Bob said, noticing

Tim 's face quickly turning red with embarrassment.
"What did I show you?" Melissa asked innocently.
Bob moved his hand down her buttocks, circling her outer thighs and the bottom of her buttocks. He could

feel a brief moment of surprise in her mind, but he quickly suppressed it. Now she would

happily accept whatever decision he or Tim made, because this was just like having coffee with friends.
“When you bent over earlier, we could see your beautiful breasts through your shirt.”
Tim gasped in shock and gave Bob a horrified look. “Bob, you can’t

say things like that to Melissa!”
“Why not, Tim?” Melissa asked.
“Huh?” Tim said, bewildered.
“I don’t mind being admired by Tim. I’m an attractive woman, aren’t I?”
“Of course you are,” Tim said, still unsure of what was going on.
“Well, then why shouldn’t I accept compliments from two honest men? Don’t you like my breasts

, Tim?”
“…They’re very beautiful.” Tim paused, shrinking back, bracing himself for the possible

onslaught of Melissa’s shoes. Tim was certain he was about to unleash her fury, though she

seemed .
“Then do you want to see them more clearly?”
This nearly caused Tim to choke on his coffee, and he looked up with an incredulous expression. “We’d love to see your beautiful breasts, Melissa,” Bob answered
for a speechless, shocked Tim . 　　Melissa immediately took off her t-shirt and proudly lifted her bra-covered breasts. 　　“Very beautiful, Melissa. But if you could take off your bra, we could see them even better,” Bob suggested. 　　Tim stared at Bob incredulously, but turned back when he sensed Melissa making another move. 　　Melissa gently unhooked her bra, held it for a moment, and then, as if unveiling a sculpture for the first time , abruptly pulled it off, revealing her two mounds. Her small, rosy nipples stood erect like glistening strawberries, and Tim stared at them in astonishment. This far exceeded his imagination; he had never imagined seeing such a sight. And without Bob’s influence, he might have stopped there. 　　Melissa looked at them expectantly, awaiting their response. 　　Bob leaned back dramatically. “Great, so beautiful, don’t you think so, Tim?” 　　“Yes, so beautiful!” Tim looked back and forth between the two nipples in front of him, while Bob urged him to come to the table. 　　Melissa was following Bob’s instructions, completely oblivious to anything amiss, and she was enjoying the feeling. 　　“So, do you like them, Tim?” she asked, swaying them back and forth in front of him. 　　Tim was silent for a moment, and once Bob’s instructions entered his mind, he accepted that this was “normal .” “Yes, they’re lovely,” Tim said, staring intently. 　　Melissa giggled like a girl. “I didn’t know you found me attractive .” 　　“We’re happy to find what’s so alluring about you, aren’t we, Tim?” 　　Tim nodded happily, continuing to look at the breasts with fascination. 　　“Tim, you seem to really like them,” Melissa giggled. "Would you like to touch them ?" 　　"May I?" Tim asked, like a yearning boy. 　　"Go ahead." 　　Tim slowly reached out and lifted her left breast, gently squeezing it with his palm, and enjoying the sensation.

Feeling the nipple against his palm, he squeezed it a little harder, then reached out with his other

hand to give the other breast the same treatment.
Melissa let out a soft, satisfied sigh and closed her eyes contentedly.
Bob sat watching Melissa sway back and forth slowly, enjoying the pleasure of her breasts being caressed.
"You're amazing, Melissa. I bet your ass is pretty nice too," Bob hinted, trying

to push things further.
"Of course! I run every day," she smiled at him, then turned back to

Tim, who was gripping her breast tightly. "Tim, do you want to see my soft ass?"
"Sure," Tim replied immediately. As she stepped back slightly and began to pull down her pants,

he released her breasts. She slid down her grey workout pants gently, eventually kicking them

off . She stood before them in a thong and twirled on her tiptoes to show off her

body.
"Beautiful," Bob complimented.
"Great!" Tim exclaimed happily. He became bolder, beckoning her over with his finger.

To his delight, she did come within reach. He reached

behind her and gave her buttocks a squeeze. They were so smooth and supple. He moved his fingertips lightly over her flesh

until he gave her buttocks a firm squeeze and began to knead them.
Melissa laughed for a while before seriously enjoying the sensation.
"Oh, I can't see a single hair down there, Melissa, did you shave them all

?" Bob asked, mimicking an innocent tone.
"No, I just like to keep them clean and tidy," Melissa said, then laughed as she pulled the front of her panties

to one side, revealing neatly trimmed pubic hair. It was a small tuft of hair near her clitoris, and her vulva

looked clean and smooth.
Tim suddenly saw the naked vulva right in front of him and almost had a heart attack, but

before he could react, she put her panties back in their original position.
“Melissa, you should know these things,” Bob said, calling her to his side.
She immediately broke free from Tim and happily ran to him, which seemed to hurt Tim.
“What is it, Bob?”
“Tim is very pitiful right now.”
“Huh?”
“He needs you so much. I’ve never seen him so eager.”
Tim felt his heart soaring, and then, upon hearing Bob’s words, it felt

as if his heart had been slammed to the ground.
“What!” Tim exclaimed in horror.
“Really?” Melissa asked, looking directly into his eyes.
“Uh… I…”
“Stop beating around the bush, Tim. You can have her bend over and touch her toes, and then you can touch

her genitals from behind.”
“Bob, you can’t be so lewd,” Melissa said, feigning anger, but the whole thing was said with a smile

.
“Yes, Bob…”
“Hey, hurry up, stop pretending.” Bob interrupted, “Look at her! She’s so sexy. She needs you

to fuck her, if you ask.”
Tim looked at Melissa in shock, but the expected rage didn’t come; instead, he saw her standing there

nodding in agreement.
“Of course, yes, I want to have sex with you.”
“Tim, just like with your wife, I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard!” Melissa

shouted, leaning down towards Tim and sticking her wet tongue into his wide-open

mouth in shock. She held his head and kissed him passionately for several minutes before pulling away, panting.
“Now let’s see if it works.” Melissa said, reaching for Tim’s

crotch , searching for his bulge. She found it immediately. “Ah-ha! What’s this?” she

asked with a mischievous smile.
She quickly unzipped his pants and reached inside to release his already hard and huge

penis. She gently unzipped the erection from her zipper, then stood up, looking at the

scene.
"So cute, Tim, so cute."
She pulled down her panties, letting them fall to the ground. Trembling, she spread them out and held them in

her hands , then brought them to her nose and inhaled deeply.
"Oh, this is the smell of my wet pussy," she said, pressing them against Tim's face. After

Tim had inhaled her fragrance for a while, she put it on Tim's head like a hat.
"Tim, I'm already so wet. How about we skip foreplay and just fuck me?"
"No problem!" Tim replied with a surprised tone, but he was indeed very willing to comply with her request.
She immediately sat on his lap and quickly slid the long, erection into her wetness.
"Ah!" Melissa moaned ecstatically.
Tim's head was spinning; it felt amazing! She was similar to Katie in many ways, yet she

was so different. She was wild, pounding on him like a madwoman, something Katie had never

done .
"Is this what you wanted, Tim?" she said, clenching her vaginal muscles, giving his

penis a wonderful squeeze.
"Oh, yes, this is amazing!" Tim groaned.
"I feel amazing too! I think I'd do anything before I climax..." she moaned loudly,

continuing to ride Tim hard.
Tim could feel himself rapidly approaching climax, unsure what to do.
"Um, I think I'm almost there," he said shyly.
"No, I haven't finished with you yet..." she said, sliding off his massive penis, standing up,

turning around, and sitting back on his lap, rubbing her buttocks against his penis as if

dancing on his knees.
"Have you ever fucked a woman's ass before, Tim?"
Tim was so shocked he could barely speak. He'd never even thought of it before, let alone done it

.
"No… I've never," he said, unsure if he still thought so now.
"Come fuck my ass, Tim. I desperately need your hard cock!" she pleaded.
"Hurry up, Tim. Don't keep a lady waiting," Bob

said, sitting in the chair next to them. He held his already erect penis in his hand,

calmly .
"That's right!" Melissa exclaimed, making the decision for Tim. She let herself sit on the head of Tim's

penis and began carefully inserting it into her.
Although these thoughts filled her mind, Melissa had never actually done this before, or even

considered doing it. Bob decided to add some spice to the performance, so now she considered herself a

woman who enjoyed anal sex.
As she began to swallow his massive penis, she let out

a .
As Tim's penis slowly slid inside her, she let out several louder moans and screams until

she had completely swallowed it.
Bob heard a noise coming from the next room; apparently, Melissa's husband,

disturbed by her cries, was about to come and check.
"Melissa, are you alright?" John asked as he entered the kitchen. John was a tall

, gray-haired man with a beer belly. He glanced around in surprise and saw his wife,

legs spread, her still-dripping vulva exposed, sitting on Tim's lap, her anus so that

only the scrotum of his penis was visible.
"Hi, Tim," John said casually, his

perception . "I think I heard something. Are you alright, honey?" he asked Melissa.
"I'm fine," Melissa gasped, as she began to suck and swallow Tim's penis.
"We're both fine, John. Tim's fucking Melissa's ass, and I'm about to fill her

pussy myself," Bob said, walking over to the two who were having sex.
"Well, that's good. I'll go get a beer, the match's about to start again."

John grabbed a beer from the fridge and went back to the next room. He rushed back and

called out, "Tim, this match is really great! Come watch with us!" "Okay, I'll be right there," Tim groaned as
Melissa continued to squeeze his massive penis up and down . 　　John nodded happily and went back to the next room. 　　Bob watched as Melissa sucked and swallowed Tim's penis faster and faster. With a loud whimper, he saw Tim's body stiffen and he thrust deep inside Melissa. 　　"Oh!" Tim groaned in pleasure. 　　"Like that, Tim, fill my asshole with your hot cock!" 　　Tim stopped thrusting and let out a long, tired sigh. Melissa, propped up on his lap with her eyes closed , was enjoying the feeling of his cock still filling her asshole. 　　Bob aimed at her wet pussy and slowly inserted his cock into her. 　　With an excited scream, she opened her eyes and smiled as he began to thrust inside her. Seeing the smile on her flushed face, he put her glasses back on, which had slipped off during the vigorous thrusting. 　　"Ah, right there, thrust in harder!" She groaned with pleasure as Bob's cock squeezed deep into her warm body . 　　Bob complied with her request and continued to thrust hard into the same spot. 　　"Oh, that's great!" Melissa shouted and began to rise and fall on top of Tim. 　　Tim watched the performance beneath her with delight, feeling immense satisfaction at having fulfilled his fantasies. 　　Bob had been masturbating for quite some time, so he was quickly ready for his final burst . He slightly changed his angle and began thrusting with all his might into her deepest depths. He could feel the increasingly intense tremors within her with each deep, powerful impact. Soon her entire body began to tremble, and he knew she was close to orgasm. 　　"I'm coming!" she cried. Bob continued to thrust relentlessly into the depths of her body. 　　With a whimper, he felt the walls of her vagina spasm around his penis, gripping it tightly. After a few seconds, her vagina relaxed, allowing him to continue fucking her inside her lubricated vagina . 　　"Don't cum inside me, Bob," Melissa pleaded. 　　"Why?" Bob asked, panting as he continued. 　　"You didn't use a condom, I'll get pregnant." 　　"Oh, it's okay. I don't mind." Bob said cheerfully as he thrust deeply into her, ejaculating into her wet womb with his climax. 　　When she felt the hot semen violently spraying against her uterine walls, she let out a sharp cry, but it was too late. Suddenly, she was overwhelmed by a taboo-breaking , and this, along with the seeping of Bob's semen into her body, propelled her to another climax .

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