Simpsons Porn

Homer Simpson watched as lisa bounced into the room, her thin cotton nightgown brushing against her thighs. Lisa’s skin was rosy from the bath she’d just taken, and her long blonde hair smelled of strawberries as she climbed up onto homer’s lap for her nightly cuddle.Homer wrapped his arms around lisa tightly, pulling her close as he buried his face against her neck and nibbled on her shoulder. Lisa giggled loudly and twisted on homer’s lap, the feel of her soft bottom rubbing against the front of his pants making him groan. Homer placed her sideways across his legs and as his hand moved slowly beneath her nightgown, liza parted her thighs like a good girl.

Lisa felt homer’s fingers move slowly up her inner thigh and her body began tingling. Lisa loved how he softly rubbed his finger along her slit and made her pussy all wet. She blushed and buried her head against homer’s chest as she remembered how he had told her to call “down there” either a pussy or a cunt. Lisa knew they were bad words, but homer said she was to use them when it was just the two of them. Homer touched her like this every night, and it was her favorite part of her day. She heard homer groan as he parted the lips of her pussy with his index finger and rubbed her wetness over her button.Homer groaned as he felt how wet lisa was already. God, lisa was becoming such a slut. Homer had been rubbing his lisa’s clit for months now, and each night it seemed that her pussy got wetter, and his cock got harder.
Homer found lisa’s clit and rubbed it back and forth between his two fingers, feeling his cock harden as lisa jerked her hips up and down against his hand. His other hand reached for the buttons that ran all the way down the front of her nightgown, and slowly began revealing lisa’s body to homer’s hungry eyes. He released the first 3 buttons and pushed the cotton away from her chest, moaning softly as his eyes feasted on her rosy nipples.
He adored Lisa’s breasts he lowered his head and began lashing Lisa’s nipples with his tongue.

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Vacation.

The hot sun beat down, his skin felt more than warm, he was cooking and he loved every second of it, the small waves of water lapped up the side of the boat, splashing and generally relaxing Abe simpson more. He loved the smell of the ocean, its clean fresh smell, the feel of the sun bathing him, the peace and tranquillity of it all made him feel, literally feel what little problems he had just ease away. This was the life, it’s a pity he couldn’t experience it all the time, he supposed it would all feel same old same old if he did it every day, vacations were healthy, breathing fresh outlooks into you, but he would risk the same old same old given the chance. It had all started four days ago,……no actually it had started six months ago. He had been in the rest home, a crossword, he enjoyed crosswords, he was filling in the crossword, it was a competition, he never won competitions though entered many, but it was a crossword and he liked them, he completed it and recalled the prize was a trip for three with $1000 spending money for a week in sunny Gran Canaria…..hmm he had thought, Gran Canaria.

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