Molly Little tells Swapbro, “eww, Stop rubbing your dick all over me!” – S6:E6

Title: “Molly Little’s Family Swap-Orgy”

INT. LIVING ROOM – NIGHT
A dimly lit living room is the stage for tonight’s debauchery. Scattered around are the cast: Molly Little, Swapbro and two other couples – a busty brunette and her hung lover, plus a petite blonde and her bearded beau. Incense fills the air, the intoxicating scent mingling with the heady perfume of sex already beginning to stir.

MOLLY LITTLE, a stunning redhead with porcelain skin and an unquenchable appetite for pleasure, is the instigator of this swap-meet. “We can get to know each other in…the biblical sense,” she had suggested with a mischievous wink when proposing this adult playdate. Now armed with a tray of cocktails, she takes center stage.

“Not tired of just staring at me yet boys?” Molly purrs, running a crimson manicured nail down Swapbro’s chest. “I can give you more than just an eyeful!” She turns to the brunette and winks. “How about you F, give me a handy with this hunk, yeah?”

The brunette saunters over, her ample chest threatening to spill out of her lacy top. “Mmm you’re in luck M! Me and him” – she jerks her head towards her own partner – “we share everything.” In one deft motion, she unbuckles Swapbro’s belt and fishes out his bulging manhood.

MOLLY wraps slender fingers around Swapbro’s shaft, stroking him slowly as the brunette watches, flushed. “Fuck me, you’re hung!” she exclaims, licking her lips. “I’d love to ride that later.”

“Oh definitely,” Molly agrees with a sultry laugh. “But let’s not be greedy now. I promised B that redheaded pussy before the night’s over.” She squeezes Swapbro gently, milking a bead of pre-cum from his tip. “Isn’t that right hon?” A knowing look passes between Molly and her husband B across the room.

Just then, the petite blonde’s partner lets out an almighty groan. The room turns to see the blonde is deepthroating his impressive length like a pro. “Mmmph!” she moans around his cock, the vibrations making the bearded man buck his hips involuntarily. “Fuck Babe… You’re incredible!” he grunts, fisting a handful of her blonde hair.

Emboldened by this display, the brunette drops to her knees before Swapbro and Molly. “Well hot damn…” she whispers huskily, eyeing the impressive erection mere inches from her face. “Mind if I taste this, Molly?” She juts her tongue out, tracing the tip of Swapbro’s glistening cock.

Molly smirks, letting her new friend have a lick before pulling Swapbro back onto the couch. “Careful F, he’s not just any 18.”

The brunette pouts playfully then turns to her own eager partner. “Mine now meat, I think Swap and B need a chance to chat.” She winks at Molly and then latches onto her man’s stiff cock with gusto.

Molly watches approvingly as she rejoins the others. “Attagirl,” she mouths at the brunette before straddling her husband B’s lap. “To new adventures,” she grits out between passionate kisses, grinding her pert little ass onto his prominent bulge.

Indeed, conversation is brief as the night really heats up, inhibitions melted away by desire and heady vodka.

Across the room, the petite blonde has her own husband bent over and is administering a brutal paddling, the digitized impact sounds interspersed with his throaty yelps of pleasure. A trail of red marks streaks across his strong muscular backside.

Meanwhile, Molly and B are exploring one another’s bodies with familiar reverence, molded together like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Wiry ginger hair glints in the low light as Molly bounces on B’s thick erection, her pert breasts jiggling hypnotically.

The brunette and Swapbro seem to be in their own world, lost in a sloppy double handjob 69, their moans reverberating off the walls. F’s big tits heave with the effort of sucking Swapbro’s fat cock, a stream of saliva connecting them obscenely.

Stray hands caress any thigh, buttock or breast they can reach, all boundaries blurred by the hazy euphoria. The room is filled with wet sounds, gasps, moans and the scent of molested holes.

B’s patience wears thin. He finally flips Molly over and pounds her hard and raw from behind, spreading those milky cheeks wide for his viewing pleasure. The petite blonde cheers from her own vigorous thrusting. “Atta boy B! Fuck her tight little slit!”

Lost in a carnal fog, Molly releases a primal scream as B hilts inside her over and over, balls slapping her asshole. Her yearning cunt clenches his pistoning cock like a fist, milking his erupting seed deep.

With a guttural roar, he floods her fertile womb with his potent load, pulling out to watch the final creamy spurts paint her pink slit. The blonde applauds the impressive money shot. “Nice orgasm B! My baby girl deserves a warm baby batter bath.”

Molly shivers at the degrading praise, fingering the excess cum from her raw fuckhole and scooping it up to lick clean. “Mmmm so thick…”

Next to them, the brunette unleashes a guttural moan, powierzch ogically straddling Swapbro’s thick cock and muffling her climax in the crook of his neck to avoid alerting neighbors. She bucks feverishly, her cunt squeezing his shaft rhythmically as he reaches up a hand to play with her heavy tits.

Across the room, the petite blonde fascinatedly watches her partner jerk off to the erotic show, pumping out a massive load all over her own ass cheeks. She wiggles the glistening cheeks invitingly. “Mmmm my bad girl still needs tasting! Be a good boy and clean me up?”

Yes, the molly little family swap is an uninhibited salacious affair. No hole left unsucked, no desire left unfulfilled. It’s a debauched smorgasbord of depravity, all under the watchful gaze of Molly Little, the puppeteer of passion.