Three doors down, Sierra Morrison was too busy to care that she was already 10 minutes late getting to the Brady house, the first stop in her carpool. She was the driver, so it wasn't like anyone was going anywhere without her. At the moment, she was in the entryway of her house, paying the delivery man.
Her full lips were wrapped around the base of the driver's cock, her hands behind him fondling his ass and pulling his dick into her eager mouth, as she worked her tongue around his long, stiff pole. She loved the taste of his cock, and she would love the taste of his splooge even more. For his part, the driver was running his hands through her hair, every so often letting one wander down her partly naked body. Sierra's blouse was pushed down just enough to show her bra-clad tits bouncing freely in time with her thrusting body.
One leg was fully planted on the floor, her other cocked akimbo up on the waist level shelf of the cupboard besides the door, causing her skirt to ride up and pulling her cunt wide open, her balance being maintained by the thick dick pounding into her, pushing her rhythmically into the drivers crotch. The man behind her was fully dressed, his cock sticking out of his fly, under the partial concealment of her skirt, and into her moist gash. Her husband, Thomas Morrison, tired of just caressing her ass, reached around and ripped her bra apart forcefully, planting his hands firmly on her tight, 42 year old breasts, enjoying the size and firmness; they were good handfuls, but they barely jiggled from the vigorous thrusts of his ever-hard cock.
The driver, 19 year old James Ferguson, groaned at his good luck. He couldn't believe he managed to get a route with so many sluts. All he had to do to get some was show up with a package in his UPS uniform and smile. Suddenly, he jerked, once, twice, then Sierra got her snack, as James came hard down her throat. Behind her, Tom also grunted, releasing his own splooge deep into her gash, madly manhandling her boobs and sending her into her own screaming, twitching orgasm. The trio collapsed in a satisfied heap in the entry.
James' electronic clipboard beeped at him, reminding him that he still had other deliveries to get to. Reluctantly, he got up and headed out the door, his shorts back around his waist with no effort of his own, his clipboard signed for even though both he and Sierra had been too busy with other things to bother.
In the house, Thomas pulled out of Sierra and stood up. Sierra reached over to her elevated foot and tied the last strap on her high heals, savoring the taste of cum in her mouth for a second.
"I'll see you later, dear," said Sierra, giving Thomas a full on french kiss, complete with light fondling of his clothed package. "Drive safe," Thomas replied, fondling her lightly through her blazer/blouse/corset combination.
Much as she would have liked to stay, she was barely on time for her carpool, and she was the driver. Reluctantly, Sierra headed out the door, closing it behind her.
Thomas headed back into the house to get some work done. As he stepped into the living room, he saw his 19 year old daughter Yukiko, a tight, small breasted half Asian blond, with the fingers of his 18 year old daughter Szvetlana, a tall, blond haired and large boobed Russian, deep in her cunt. Yukiko's t-shirt and pants were strewn in the corner, and both her legs propped up on the arms of the recliner, as they watched a hot couple fucking on TV, Szvet trying absent-mindedly trying to match their motion and her's...
