Tom stepped inside, his tall frame barely fitting through the small opening, and the bouncy house swayed precariously under his weight. He didn’t say a word, just stared at Lucy’s disheveled form with raw hunger. She sat up, her hand still between her legs, and beckoned him closer with a crooked finger. The children’s laughter outside seemed to fade away as he approached, his eyes never leaving hers. He dropped to his knees, his hands fumbling with his belt and zipper, freeing his erection. Lucy reached out and took it in her hand, stroking him firmly, feeling his heat and hardness.
Without a moment’s hesitation, she took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she tasted his salty pre-cum. Tom groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as he guided her, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. The smell of sex filled the air, mingling with the faint scent of rubber. Lucy felt a thrill of exhibitionism, knowing that at any moment, someone could catch them in their illicit act, but the danger only made it hotter. She could feel his cock swelling even more, and she knew he wouldn’t last long.
With a grin, she pulled away, straddling him as he sat down heavily on the bouncy floor. His hands found her hips, guiding her onto him as she lowered herself down. The sensation of his cock sliding into her wet pussy made her gasp, the stretch feeling exquisite as the bouncy house floor bounced them both slightly with every thrust. The plastic walls squeaked and bulged around them as they found their rhythm, their moans and grunts of pleasure punctuating the air. Lucy’s breasts bounced with every movement, the friction of her skirt against her clit sending waves of pleasure crashing through her.
Just as she felt another orgasm approaching, the sound of the zipper again pierced the air, and this time it was Peggy, another single mom, who had been watching from outside. Her eyes were dark with desire as she crawled in, her own hand buried in her shorts. She didn’t bother with pleasantries, just made her way to Lucy’s side and began to kiss her, her hand finding its way to Lucy’s clit as she rubbed in perfect sync with Tom’s thrusts. The three of them became a tangled web of limbs and passion, each touch and kiss driving them higher!
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