Devin pumped his cock between the jack-o-lantern’s jagged teeth. Giggling, Clara pumped her cunt on the curved stem they had carefully sanded smooth and covered with a craft glove’s middle finger.

As Clara’s squealing climax leaked girly juice down the gourd’s face, Devin’s howling orgasm sent cumshots spurting onto the seeds inside.

Down the street, their spouses and kids were participating in the neighborhood’s carving and decorating contest, assured they’d be joined shortly when Devin got home from “work” and Clara returned from “the store”.

Fucking a pumpkin instead of your neighbor isn’t really cheating, is it?