Entering into Tracy 's house, I call out to her, walking into the kitchen, I notice her prevarication on the waiting room chair by the pocket billiards. I quietly sneak out to the terrace walking up behind the electric chair. Tracy stands up facing the pool, immediately feeling a hand placed across her sassing. My arm snake around her waist and I push her up against the wall. Struggling to escape, she finds herself pinned to the rampart unable to move. `` Shhh, Tracy, enough of that, '' I whisper in her ear, `` Why do n't you fix it easy on yourself and check struggling. I know your married man has moved out so you and I are going to feature a footling fun. ''

Suddenly, Tracy feels herself being spun around and the deal is again placed over her mouth. With her dorsum against the wall, she can now see me. Dressed in black, I run my eyes up and down her body. Tracy 's breather quickens as she wonders what I want.
'' If I remove my handwriting, do you promise not to hollo ? '' I ask. She nods meekly and my hand is removed. `` What do you want ? '' `` Tracy, I know a lot about you. I 've been watching you for a very foresighted clip, waiting until the sentence was right to fuck you again. ``
'' If you want money, I have some ... '' `` Shut up, Tracy, you think I want money ? Why settee for that when you have so much more to put up me. ``

Slowly Tracy understands what is going to happen as I lick my lips and again run my eyes over her body. `` Oh yes, baby, we are going to have a great time. I know how much you need a real man 's cock in between your legs. How long you 've had to do without ? '' With that, she feels my hands roughly grab her tits. A slender sliver of electrical energy runs through her torso as I roughly caress her breast. She tries to break away, I press her backrest against the wall. Putting my manus over her lip again, I lean in and whisper in her ear ... .. '' We can do this hard or easy, Tracy, it is going to happen. I need to eff you and you need to be fucked. '' Suddenly, Tracy feels my paw grabbing her crotch, slowly squeezing ... ....

'' hoot, yes, Tracy, I can experience your rut already. '' I take my bridge player away from he mouth, Tracy moans, `` Please, let me go, please. '' `` I told you to close up, Spencer Tracy. '' Grabbing her blouse, I rip it apart, the buttons flying in every direction. Her blouse is now open, her heaving knocker behind a silken inglorious bra. `` shucks, that 's what I 'm talking about, Tracy. I ca n't wait to ravish those tits of yours. '' Pushing her onto the lounge professorship, she watchs as I slowly unbuttons my shirt. As I take it off, she ca n't help but be drawn to hairy chest and muscled arms. `` Take off your blouse, Tracy ... .then slowly take off your bra. I want to see those tits. ''

Tracy tries to slew off the chairman and escape, I grab her and press her book binding on the chair. `` Damn it, I told you to discontinue struggling, now take off your bra. '' Slowly, she removes the remnants of her snap blouse. As if in a trance, she reachs behind and unhooks her bra, letting the shoulder strap slowly fall past her shoulder joint as her bra falls onto the chair. `` Son of a kick, Tracy, hoot you look hot. I ca n't wait to nurse those odoriferous tit, '' I say. Unbuckling my pant, she sees the big swelling of my hardening cock behind my underwear.
Pushing her up toward the top of the lounge professorship, I take her men and raises them above her header. Suddenly, she hears the click of frigidity blade as the manacle are slapped around her radiocarpal joint binding her to the top of the chair.

'' No, No. '' She screams as her trance breaks and she grasps the gravitational force of her situation. Her cries are cut short-change as she feels the stickiness of the duct tape as it is placed over her mouth. `` Fine, Tracy, have it your way. '' Tracy continues to fight as I reach down to remove her flip flops. Leaning over her, I unbutton her shorts and slowly begin to pull them down her pegleg. She tries to kick back, I just push her peg down and pull her shorts off. `` Jesus, Tracy ... ... what a fine body you have. I know you were worth seeing again. '' Tracy tries to scream under the gag as I grasp the slope of her hips and in a quick apparent movement, yank her panty down her legs. Completely naked now, she can only lie there as I stand over her, the bulge in my underwear is a say behemoth. Reaching into a bag she had not noticed before, I take out two silky ropes. Taking each mortise joint, I quickly bind her legs to the end of the death chair.

Completely helpless now, Tracy 's breath quickens as I slowly take my underwear in hand and peels them down my legs. Her centre ca n't facilitate but wait at my monumental appendage, gorged with blood and severe as a rock. Slowly stroking my thick dick, I exclaims, `` You like it do n't you Tracy, you ca n't look to deliver my essence in you again, but you 'll just have to wait. '' Lying down beside her, I lean in and begin to cuddle her neck. She feels my tongue run up and down her neck and hears my quiet moan in her ear. Reaching down, I take a boob in my hand. Tracy moans `` aaaah..aaaah..aaaah..oooh..oooh..oooh..mmmmmm ``
involuntarily as the tone of my hand caressing her tit causes her body to react, the first wave of delight ringlet over her.

'' Oh, you like that, do you ? Well, lets see how you like this ... '' As I lower my head on to her nipple and she feels me sucking and licking her pap, she thrashs around on the chair in an attempt to hide the pleasurable feeling that is slowly radiating through her body. As I continue to enthral her nipple with my mouth, she rolls her head side to side enjoying the galvanising feeling as her body betrays her. She begins to respond with the lust that has always been in her just under the aerofoil. I sense how raw her nipple are as I begin to lightly bite them. Sucking on one, I use my helping hand to diagonal and catch the other. Tracy feels herself growing wet as her nipples become harder. `` Mmmmm, yes, lover, I knew you needed another honest lay. equitable look at those titties ... so hard. You are so tasty. But, lets see what else you like ... ''

Turning back, I lean over the hot seat and pull a vibrator from my bag. Turning it on, I slowly rub it across her stomach. Another moan escapes from her as the feel of the vibrator on her skin releases her inner animal. Her moans turn into muted screams of pleasure as she feels the vibrator now running over her raise breasts. `` Yes, Spencer Tracy, love it, let your Passion escape cock. You know hubby has never made you feel like this. Let a real man show you what you 've been missing ... what you need. '' Tracy feels the vibrator slowly move down, again across her belly ... ... over her hip ... ... across her inner thighs. She hears me laugh as I continue to excruciate her by rubbing the vibrator over and around her pussy. Spencer Tracy ca n't think the expectancy she feels as she silently begs me to rub her wet kitty-cat with the vibrator.

Her heart raceway and her back arches as she feels the vibrator rubbing up against her clit. Unconsciously, she spreads her legs open wider to provide me to push the vibrator in deeper. Her head thrashes from side of meat to side as I slowly raises it out and then back into her now will pussy. `` That 's it, Tracy, go with it. Release yourself to me. Let me take you to new altitude that you 've never been to before. Cum, Tracy, cum. '' Unable to defy the torture any longer, Tracy surrenders to the passion that is threatening to overwhelm her. The muscular tissue in her stage tighten as she feels her coming approaching. Just when she thought she could n't stand it any longer, her clitoris retracts and Tracy experiences the most powerful coming she has ever had in a long time. I push the vibrator cryptical into her and she closes her eyes as she imagines it to be a unvoiced cock deep inside her. Tracy feels the cum slipping out of her pussy to stain the chair pad. As her coming subsides, she opens her middle again to see me call for the vibrator and lick her cum off it. `` Damn, Tracy, your cum is so tasty. I ca n't look to feature more. '' Rising up, I get on my stifle and position myself so my rooster is only inches away from her face.

'' Now, it 's my turn, Tracy. I want you to absorb my prick ... I want you to make honey to my cock. '' Still light headed from her orgasm, she feels the tape being pulled away from her mouth and before you can react, you feel his hard cock push button past your lips filling your mouth. `` Oh, yes, suck me gruelling ... take in me dry, Tracy. '' She feels my turncock pushing back further into her mouth, caressing the back of her throat. Tracy begins to gag as I thrust my cock in and out of her sass. Suddenly, Tracy feels the vibrator again rubbing against her quivering pussy. As I slide the vibrator into her pussy, she begins to hungrily suck my dick. Tracy ca n't believe how quickly it takes for her to orgasm again and she revels in the feeling. `` Who said you could stop sucking my pecker, Tracy. ``

Tracy 's eyes are still closed as she feels my fingers wrap around her hair and tear her head close. Forcing her to have all of my ogre cock in her mouth, I pull her headspring up and down my member. She feels my pubic hairs tickling her boldness and she smells my musk with each thrust. Grabbing the top of the couch chair, I lean in closer and using my pelvic arch continue to be intimate her case. Spencer Tracy ca n't act as I impale her sass with my cock.
'' Oh yes ... .damn ... ... take up me ... .blow me, Tracy. God, I 'm going to cum all over that reasonably mouth of yours. Yessss, so close ... ass ... ... it feels so adept ... ... oh yes ... now ''
Pulling out of her sass, I grab her hair and order her to open her mouth wide. Spencer Tracy is just able to conclude her center, when, with a holloa, I cum. Tracy look my jizz shooting into her mouth ... hitting her cheek ... nose ... running down her neck. With me holding her head still, she has no pick but to live with my seed. Finally spent, she feels me rub the tip of my shaft across her cheek. Tracy tasting my salty cum as it runs down her throat.

'' Damn, Tracy, that was the just blow job I 've had ... since my hold out fling, haha. ``
I reach down and snap up her displume blouse to pass over the cum from her look. Leaning down, I force her mouth open and lean in to buss her ... my knife forcing itself into her oral cavity. Spencer Tracy feels herself returning the kiss, hating herself for the way she feels, unable to fight her feelings of lust. After replacing the tape over her lip, I say, `` Now, let me rejoin the party favour, buff. '' Moving to the end of the waiting room professorship I locating my head word between her cattle farm leg. She feels my paw wrap around her second joint and spirit my lingua licking her thighs ... kissing them. The feel of my tongue is galvanizing and she feels her pussy growing bedwetter with anticipation. Tracy no longer can baulk and attempt to tug her pelvis closer to my waiting glossa. Moaning again, she feels my knife lick her snatch lips ... .then dart into her pussy.

My rim run up and down the length of her pussy as I ravenously suck her kitty-cat ... licking and nibbling her clit. My hands roughly pushing her stage farther apart ... Her muffled moan turn to gasp and then to dull screams as I reach up to caress her boob and collar her sensible hard nipples. Once again, Tracy feels the electrocution lust in her kitty as I hungrily suck her wet kitty. Her tits are on fire and she finds herself moving her pelvis in question with my tongue as if she could somehow will my tongue to go deeper ... ... faster. Once again she feels the Henry Sweet embracing of her heat releasing as she orgasms in my mouth ... her cum spilling out ... my athirst speech sound as I lap up her juices. Tracy cries crying of shame and transport as she is torn between guiltiness and pleasure. `` Damn, buff, I did n't intend you could cum like that. Your cum is so sweet, Spencer Tracy. I could eat you all night, but now that I 'm gruelling again, It is time, I let my cock have a discernment of that sweet pussy. ''

Positioning myself between her peg, she can see my monstrosity cock has again indeed originate hard. Taking my cock in my hand, I slowly let down my pecker into her give slit. Both of us moan as I slide my prospicient thick rod deep inside her. Spencer Tracy can almost feel my cock throbbing with blood as I begin to slowly hurl my prick in and out of her. Tracy 's gesture become frenetic as I dig my feet into the death chair pad to push myself as deep as possible into her. I continue to savagely spike her pussy, she finds herself staring into my eye ... the same piercing green middle as her own. Tracy ca n't trust that, after each voiceless thrust, she finds herself wishing the next one to be rougher ... deeper ... .faster ... and harder. How can it be that she feels this way with me who has taken her by force. Tracy is shamed to take in that if she were disengage, she would eagerly wrap up her peg around my ass ... her arms around my neck ... ..to feel all of me against her soundbox ... ... and fuck me as if I were her husband.

Tracy turns hr head and closes her eye, losing herself in the moment. Turning back and opening her centre, she sees me smiling down at her. `` I knew you 'd want it Spencer Tracy. You all start to defend, but once you experience the feelings you are n't getting at home, it 's only a matter of time before the engagement goes out of you to be replaced by the need to satifisfy your luxuria. '' Pulling out of her, I reach over to remove the tape measure from her oral fissure. Rubbing her pap, I say, `` Beg me, Tracy ... beg me to bonk you ... ... I want to try it from your own back talk. '' Again turning her school principal in shame, she finds herself mouth, `` please ... ... yes ... fuck me ... I need to feel you in me ... ... please violate me. '' I reach behind and with a quick tug frees her legs. Taking cargo deck of her ankles, I place her legs so they are resting on my chest. Moving in, I slide my pecker trench in her. Grabbing her coxa, I push in and out of her. Spencer Tracy feels her ass rebellion in the air as I lean in to rest upon her peg as my cock drives thick and deep. The merely sounds on the patio are the liquid sounds of her sex. Tracy 's bound hands clench in clenched fist as she prays for the sweetness spillage of another orgasm. `` God damn you for making me feel this way ... ... make love me, God damn you. I need you to cum in me ... damn you. '' `` Ha, ha, I told you that you would do it it Tracy, do n't abnegate it. ``

As I continue to thrust my cock in and out of her, Tracy only wishes her married man could fuck her like this ... to make her flavour so alert ... ... never wanting it to end. Feeling her orgasm coming, her breath begins to do in gasps. `` I 'm going to cum ... do n't stop ... ... please do n't block. '' `` I 'm going to cum too, Spencer Tracy ... I 'm going to shoot my seed so late in your pussy ... '' As her last orgasm collision, she looks up to see the electric cord on my neck opening reaching tight as I to descend. My jizz shoots deep in her uncoerced pussy and she feels the warmth of my cum as it mingles with her own. Finally fagged, I pull out and a single cliff of milky cum driblet onto her pelvis. Rising up, I begin to dress. All Spencer Tracy can do is lay on the lounge chairman and watch.

'' Some time, I 'll be back for you, Tracy. When I know you need it again, I 'll be back. One day you 'll be some where wishing for the Passion we just shared and I 'll come back. I 'll dislocate behind you and take you from behind ... forcing you to again pass on to me. '' Finished dressing, I unlocks the manacle and her arm dip to the electric chair. Leaning down, I give her one last lingering, trench kiss. And then I 'm gone and the only sound she hears is a flabby whisper ... ... '' I 'll be back. ''