A week later…..
Homer came home from a hard days work, with sex on his mind. He smelt
the home cookin of Marges meatloaf, and instantly lost his lust for
and gained a lust for food. After dinner, he sat and watched some TV.
Lisa approached him, asking if she could sleep over at Jannies
and he said yeah. 30 minutes later, he took Lisa to Jannies. He went
home, and started feeling his appetite for Marge´s pussy growing. He
hadnt seen Bart around, and Maggie was sleeping peacefully when he got
home. Marge sat on the couch, wearing her green dress, watching a
He sat near her.
“Hey baby,” Homer said.
“Hi Homie…” Marge replied.
Homer wasted no time. He wanted her, and he wanted her now. He took
shirt off, revealing his bare chest, which Marge found oddly arousing.
His lips pressed on Marge, and her tounge slid into his mouth. Marges
right hand slowly unbuckled his pants, her left fondling his cock.
Already it was hardening to its 8″ potential. Marge stopped the
to concentrate on his pants. Once they where off, she removed his
underwear. His 8 inch monster await her. Her mouth quickly took it in,
her hands playful with his balls. Homer sat back, legs open, letting
woman please him like only she could. After a few mintues, Marge got
to remove her dress. Her bra let loose, and homer assited her by
off her panties. She and Homer switched places, she sat on the couch,
on the floor. She opened her legs, and Homer went to work. His hands
brushed across her blue public hair, tounge lashing into her vagina.
Homer may have been a fat, ugly slob, but he knew how to eat pussy.
he knew how to fuck. After his feast, Marge orgasmed 3 times, and the
fun was yet over. Homer sat back down, and Marge strattled his cock.