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I was banging away at Beth, kneeling on the floor, she on the couch. We'd just started fucking but her silky twat was milking me hard, making it tough not to spurt my load. Added to that, her slender legs gripped my ribs, the muscular thighs making my ribs ache, and my nuts were at the bursting point.
"Try not to cum so soon," she hissed, fucking me hard. "I want to cum too, you know."
"I'll....try...." I grunted.
But it was too late. My balls knotted and shot a gallon of spunk into her well-lubed pussy. She growled and really crushed my sides in her legs, but I couldn't hold back.
"Damn it, I told you to hold off," she barked at me. "Now make me cum!"
Her legs held me tight and I kept trying to fuck her, but my dick shrank inside the well-stretched walls of her cunt. Beth is fond of huge cock, and said her last boyfriend's 12 incher was the best ever, making me feel ashamed of my mere six incher. Her pussy never felt that tight to me as a result, but tight enough to make me cum too quickly nearly every time.
"I'm sorry, honey," I said, backing out, my shrunken dick plopping out of her juiced-up hole. "What can I say?"
"You can say you'll make my mom cum, asshole loser," I heard a voice behind me say.
I turned around. Her beautiful daughter Amy stood there, in grimy athletic clothes. She'd just come home from college soccer practice. She leaned on the door, her long, muscular legs crossed at the ankle. She shook her head.
"Eat that pussy, make my mom cum," she growled. "Or I'll make ya do it!"
"Mmmm, yes, Amy, make him make mommy cum," Beth hissed, sitting back and fingering her clit.
"OK, Mom, get ready to do the Mouse Trap!"
Amy grabbed the back of my head and rudely rammed it into Beth's gaping, cum-stained pussy. Like a mouse trap, Beth's limber legs snapped shut around my ears, her muscular thighs clamping hard on my skull,my mouth trapped at the gushing wound of her cunt.
"Clean that cummy cunt out," she hissed, grinding her thighs on my ears, mashing my mouth into the sopping snatch. "Eat that cum, lick it clean, swallow your load..."
My skull felt like it would crack, so great was the pressure Beth was putting on it from her scissors. She locked up her ankles tight and ground down hard, all the while emptying her pussy into my mouth by milking down with her cuntal muscles, undulating load after load of my cream into my swallowing face. I gobbled and licked and sucked to keep from drowning in my own seed, wishing that I'd jacked off more often to keep from cumming so much a minute ago.
"Is he making you cum, Mom?" Amy asked, kneeling on the couch next to Beth, leaning over to suckle her titties. "Can I help?"
"Yeah, that's it baby, suck mommy's tits, just like that," Beth cooed, eyes closed as Amy suckled first one boob, then the other. "That'll make Mommy cum..."
And she did, in buckets, gushing her woman cream down my throat with the last of my own spunk. I gobbled and ate and swallowed until Beth finally scissored me so hard in her hip-snapping orgasm that I passed out cold. When I awoke, the two women, one almost fifty, the daughter 18, were embraced in a tongue-swapping, crotch-humping kiss, each kneading the other's ass. Amy had stripped down to drooping athletic white socks and cleats, her mom's hands embedded in her creamy white rump meat.
"Hey, he's awake," Amy giggled over her mom's shoulder as her mom licked her daughter's neck. "On your knees, spunk slave."
I balked and Amy broke the kiss to walk to me and brutally slap my face from side to side before kneeing me in the nuts. I doubled over in pain and hit my knees, and Amy took me in a standing headscissors, her teen girl thighs etched in slender, silky muscle. I pulled at her socked ankles which were crossed as she stood on one foot, pouring tons of pressure into my skull with her thighs.
"I told you to hit your knees, now do what you're told," she growled, snapping the scissor hard. "I can and will bust you in my scissorlocks, my mom can, too. Now get over behind my mom!!"
She hip snapped me out of her lethal leg lock and I knelt behind Beth, face to face with her glorious ass, shapely and hard for a woman of middle age. Amy knelt in front and stuck her hand into her mom's snatch, three fingers, going in deep.