Banging Anna 's Ass

( FF/M+, bi, anal retentive )

by Kysa Braswell

'' Jesus H. messiah ! '' Anna George cried, pounding her fist on the desk top. She picked up the glossy black and white photos and started ripping them to firearm.

'' You knew, going into it, that it might do to something like this, '' Mark Moller said. `` If you had n't been untrusting, you 'd never take hired me in the initiative lieu. ''

'' I know, '' Anna said, dropping the pluck image. She stared at the DVD. The urge was strong within her to yank the disc out of the machine and stamp it with her blackguard. `` It 's not you, and it 's not the pictures. I 'm just fantasizing that I 'm doing this to Roger. The son of a gripe ! ''

She could n't trust that she was actually in a detective 's office, that she had just seen photograph and videotape grounds her husband was cheating on her. She could n't trust she had hired the detective to get the evidence in the firstly place. She 'd been positive, in the back of her mind, that there was some early explanation for Roger 's demeanor. Even if she could n't imagine what it might be. Even if she had, honestly, always supposed that he was fucking someone else.

'' Who is she ? '' Anna asked. `` Who is the strumpet ? ''

'' Her figure is Jan Darcy, '' the detective said, taking a folder from his desk. `` This is the visibility. She works in a law office. They handle some of the business relating to your father 's estate, and I suppose that 's how Mr. George first met her. Apparently they 've been meeting, mostly at her apartment, sometimes at other space, for about six month. ''

Anna picked up one of the torn photos. The tramp was attractive enough, she supposed, though it was grueling to tell. In the painting she had a mouthful of Roger 's cock and she was sucking it with unfluctuating denseness, her heart closed, her mouth stretched by the thick tough prick that was shoved between them. The video had been even worse. Anna 's detective had gotten into Jan Darcy 's apartment and set up a camera. The result had been a 30 minutes disc starring Anna 's married man and his redheaded slut. Anna 's eyes filled with tears. She felt wander and insult.

'' He 's not getting away with it, you know, '' she said, fumbling for a tissue. `` The money 's mine. I just hope he and his red- haired harlot can get by on what she makes as a law agency receptionist. You do possess duplicates of these ? ''

She indicated the deplume photograph.

He nodded. `` That 's the normal reaction. well-nigh women tear up the image. I can have Sir Thomas More when you need them. ''

She wiped her centre and dropped the tissue into the waste-paper basket, then stood up.

'' It 's not just the cheating, '' she said. `` Do n't you take in how this makes me feel ? For Christ 's interest, am I such a goddamn dog that he 'd have to go looking for another fair sex ? ''

Mark Moller shook his top dog.

'' No, '' he said, `` you are definitely not a dog, Mrs. St. George. ''

'' Call me Anna, '' she said. `` And do you feature any booze ? Detectives always keep on a bottleful in the desk, do n't they ? Jesus, I need a drink ! ''

There was an demode leather couch in front of a big window. Anna leaned back, holding up her fictile cup. Mark Moller poured some John Barleycorn into it. He freshened his own drinkable and looked at her as he sipped.

'' Are you staring at me ? '' she asked, giggling slightly. It was much too early in the day to be drinking, and the whiskey had gone straight to her drumhead. On the former hand, it felt pretty damn beneficial to be giddy and harum-scarum, after what she 'd just been through.

He grinned.

'' Yeah, I 'm staring, '' he said. `` You 're worth staring at, Anna. '' He put down his glassful. `` I ca n't think where in the hell your husband 's judgment is. A man that would cuckold on you probably does n't merit to have a cock. ''

She put down her own meth, tilting her headland as she stared back at him.

'' Normally, '' Mark said, `` I almost hope that my investigation do n't turn up anything incriminating. When you came in and asked me to check out your husband, I found myself praying I 'd catch the fucker with his pants down. ''

Mark Moller put his hand on Anna 's articulatio genus, just below the hem of her short dame. She felt the warmheartedness of him flow into her human body.

'' Age you trying to build up my self-confidence ? '' she asked slowly. Her eyes moved up and down his body. She saw the shape of a surd cock at his crotch, protruding a skillful eight inches down his left leg.

He guided her hand onto his cock.

'' You 're serious, '' she whispered.

He nodded.

'' I hope you 're in ripe build, '' Anna said, squeezing hard at his cock-bulge. `` I may be to a greater extent than you can manage. ''

She stood up, breathing hard. The taste of the whisky was in her throat, but that was n't why she felt so heated up. She had led a sheltered life sentence, with a strict and protective Church Father. She 'd only had a twosome of men before Roger, and she had stayed a Virgin cashbox she was twenty-one. But she 'd come to do it sex and the lack of it had been driving her nutcase. onanism could n't bolt down the attack that smoldered inside her, but she 'd never have dreamed of cheating on her husband. target watched, idly caressing the raise duration of his cock, as Anna undressed. She made a production of it, taking off her skirt first and showing her long, slenderize leg, the stockings and supporter, the lean lacing of her string pantie. turn, she undid her blouse, then turned toward him, exposing her boob in their flimsy silk bra. She came toward him, a little wobbly from the drinks, and she let his deal discover her torso.

He really was n't bad-looking, she decided, thrusting her tits into his hands. With her heels on, she was an column inch or so taller than he, but Mark appeared to be in pretty good frame, and he wore his body well. She eased the jacket off his shoulders while he was undoing her bra. It came loose, and her tits spilled out. `` Jesus ! '' he gasped. She knew she had better knocker than the underweight bitch Roger was fucking. She thought she was prettier. Of grade, Jan had an ass that looked fantastic on her skinny frame, and Anna could n't quite compare in that section. And the disc proved that she had no qualms about sharing her ass with Anna 's husband. Anna had watched in shock as Roger guided his hard cock into Jan 's ass and fucked her wildly up the ass. It was something he 'd suggested to Anna, but she 'd never been in the mood to try it. Mark Moller took her mind off her trouble quickly. As soon as her tits were bare, he started to suck in them. He sucked voraciously, slobbering while he fed the big soft titty in and out of his mouth. Anna swayed while Mark mouthed her nipple. She stroked his head, urging him to get nastier. She guided his paw down into her private parts and showed him what she meant. His fingers slipped inside her skimpy panty and she purred as he touched her pussy-crack. It was wet and slippery, her clit erect and yearning. His digit were a little rough, but Anna did n't mind a bit. She squeezed her thighs together on his hand and rocked back and Forth River, masturbating herself on his tidal bore, turn on finger's breadth.

'' Yes, '' she said. `` Oh yes, yesssss ! ''

He speared a finger into her cunt and she gasped aloud. She 'd almost forgotten what the touch of a foreign hand felt like on her slit. He added another finger to the inspiration, and he worked them in and out of Anna, making her cunt baloney.

patsy pulled down her pantie, and she wiggled her invertebrate foot out of them. He leaned back, looking up at her with eyes good of lust and admiration.

'' You 're fucking gorgeous, '' he said. `` A man would receive to be gaga ... ''

He stood up, and she let her work force move up and down his consistency. She opened his shirt, leaning in to bury her mouth in the whisker on his chest. She 'd never really cared for a hairy bureau before, but it was totally agitate now, nuzzling him, tasting the savor of his flesh, the fret that was oozing from his stomate. She licked his mammilla the way he 'd licked hers, and she felt them harden against her knife. Her body kept brushing his, and she shivered at the champion of his hard cock touching her. Easing down onto her knees, she opened his drawers and yanked them down, his trouser and boxers coming down together. His cock sprang out and slapped her lustfully, in the face. It was a really big prick. Anna took it in both hired hand and began to stroke up and down the duration of his tool, purring with anticipation. He was uncut, and she played with the foreskin, sliding it back and forth over the purplish knob until his cock had grown so long and stiff and concentrated that the foreskin would no longer compensate his bloated cockhead. She kissed the tip of his cock suddenly, pressing her lips against the drooling cockhead. She left spot of lipstick on him, but they were hard to see with his thickening so red and inflamed- looking. Anna parted her sassing slightly and rubbed him with the inner English, humming as she began to mouth his tool. He sank down onto the sofa, his legs spread. She slid forward, still on her knees, her rima oris glued to his prick. She was drooling a piddling now. Until Roger, she 'd never enjoyed taking a man 's peter in her back talk, but he 'd perplex her addicted to the taste of prick, and now she thirsted for it. Her mouth ellipse, then slid down over the end of patsy Moller 's prick. She made a gasping sound as she took him inside her mouth, and her saliva flowed down the shaft while she sucked on his cockhead.

'' Mmmmmm ! '' she purred over and over, moving his cock in and out of her oral cavity in short, hungry draught.

He sighed, letting her take dominance. She pulled it from her mouth, licked him up and down. She moved down, lapping his orb as well. A pilus stuck to her tongue and she scraped it unaffixed with her teeth, spitting it out and returning to his balls. Pushing them aside, she licked into the crack of his ass. Her hand was playing with his pecker, and she felt it get even harder. She tongued up the duration of Mark 's stopcock, up to the fat cockhead. Anna tongued him knowingly, spending a lot of time on the sensitive spot just below his bloated cockhead. She stroked his mother fucker up and down while she licked it, and a footling bubble of cum oozed from his slitted tip. She caught it on her tongue and savored the milklike gustatory modality.

'' Your cum is pleasant-tasting ! '' she whispered. `` Are you going to take my mouthpiece up with it ? ''

'' You bet your seraphic ass I am, '' he said, putting a hand atop her question and urging her down upon his stopcock.

Anna smiled and sucked it back inside. She could n't throat-suck a hammer, but she could do a tinker's damn in force job, and she was determined to test it. This man knew that her hubby had ditched her for a redheaded slut. She wanted to show him that Roger was a dipshit. She gulped at his cock, pulling him cryptical, massaging his hard marrow with the wet warm muscle of her brass and jaws. Her knife worked vigorously, and she moaned as she sucked. He was big, and hard, and his marrow filled her mouth. She had never tasted anything so delicious in her life, and she had never needed to eat a cock as a lot as she needed it right now. Anna thirsted for his cum, and she sucked hard, urging it from his clump. Her hands were all over his trunk, and he was feeling her too, pinching at the stiff red points of her nipples, making her whine and wriggle as she ate him.

'' Oh, babe, you 're gon na get it ! Gon na get yourself a mouthful ! '' he moaned as he tweaked her nipples and pushed his prick into her mouthpiece.

She sucked faster, drawing her mouth in around him, and she took his prick as deep as she could make out.

'' Now, squawk, here it comes ! '' he gasped, and grabbed her chief with both hands, holding her truelove while he pumped his cock into her. She opened wide and sucked it in, and the spurting gush of his orgasm began. His cum squirted down her pharynx. She guzzled greedily, hot for the wretched juice.

'' Aaaaahhhh ! '' Anna groaned, eating his burden. She jerked on the shaft of his cock, milking the scummy spunk out of him and into her mouth. She could n't smack it but it was thick and hot in her throat, and she gulped and moaned and sucked until he quit shooting.

Roger 's dick usually got easygoing in her rima oris after it had emptied its hot cargo, but Mark Moller 's motherfucker remained heavy and firm across her tongue. Her blue eyes lit up with rousing, and she sucked him hard, making sure he stayed stiff.

'' Now you have to fuck me, '' she said, raising her typeface from his hard cock. `` Now you have to fuck my ass off ! ''

He pulled her upward, his hands filling with her hot, sweaty mamilla. Anna climbed atop St. Mark Moller, grinding her excited eubstance down upon his. Her mouth covered his. She sucked his tongue the way she 'd sucked his cock, and beneath her body, she could feel his prick, as big, as hard, and as eager for her pussy as it had been for her mouthpiece.

'' You just passed one of the trial run, '' she whispered. `` I wo n't fuck a man who does n't want to buss me after I 've sucked him off ! ''

He kissed her again spearing his tongue into her once more.

'' This should guarantee me a piece of ass, then, '' he said. His bridge player went down to cup the cheeks of her ass. She squirmed lewdly atop him, spreading her branch to enclose him. The swollen-headed duration of his prick rubbed through her dark-furred genital organ, stimulating the already-dripping mouth of Anna 's cunt.

'' I wan na fuck you so bad I can taste it, '' Mark Moller said. `` So why the nether region do n't you let me taste it, bitch ? ''

He pulled firmly on her asscheeks, and Anna squealed in glee, sliding forward. She rubbed her wet cunt across his chest, bringing it toward his waiting face. He opened her with his thumbs, thrust his mouth upward, and began to lick the splayed coral-pink trench of Anna 's aroused kitty-cat. She rode high school and aegir above him, squirming and squealing as his licking made her clit throb and twitch in response. He sucked at the hot bud, gnawing it gently with his dentition, sending white- hot jolts of sexual frenzy through the woman 's consistence. The wind of his thumbs moved onto the super-sensitive slickness of her cunt- dent, and one of them entered her wet pussy. He thrust as he nibbled her clit, and she screamed in growing wildness.

'' Oh, fuck me, you horny bastard ! Eat me, and then fuck meeeeeee ! ''

He fucked his pollex in and out of her, still chewing and sucking and licking and kissing her clitoris. She came twice, drenching his face with her juices, and he kept on eating, lapping at her steaming pussy as if he were in a contest at some rural county funfair.

'' Your husband ought to be strung up by the balls ! '' he gasped, his tongue sliding up and down her cunt-slit. `` You got a cunt that tastes like peaches and ointment, peeress ! Mmmm, and I 'm gon na fill up it with some hot emollient of my own ! ''

He took his thumb out of her and sucked the succus off it.

Looking up at her, he said, `` I guess you still feel like shtup, do n't you, Anna ? I mean, I can call you Anna, ca n't I ? ''

'' You can anticipate me a nasty fucking cunt, if you want to, '' she said, `` just as long as you get that dick inside me ! ''

'' OK, tight fucking slit, '' Moller said. `` Get your ass off my face and I 'll present you what you seem to require. ''

Anna could n't think ever being so excited about a sexual encounter.

She slid back down marker Moller 's eubstance.

'' I 'm fucking you, dot, '' she said, lifting herself above his starchy pecker. She rubbed the tip through her drop pussy. `` It does find nice and horny ! Let 's see how it feels inside ! ''

She eased the cockhead into her hungry cunt and slid downward, swallowing him with her pussy even more ferociously than she 'd gobbled with her mouth. His body stiffened beneath her as she took his stopcock in her pussy. She strained downward, writhing above his jetty. He put a paw on her tits, another on her ass, and he began to fuck hard, straight up into her cunt. He stabbed operose, piercingly, filling Anna 's kitty-cat again and again with the conceited core of his cock. It was difficult to trust she 's sucked him to a blistering, gushing climax. He was stiff and eagre, and she was easily as wet and eager to invite him. The pommel of his cock fucked bass into her belly, stirring her snatch frantically. Anna swamped his cock with her steaming cunt, riding down to gulp him home meter after time. She rocked as she fucked him, and she clutched at her mammilla, moaning and shuddering and coming down the ray of light of his prick.

'' Aaaaahhhh ! '' Mark gasped beneath her.

She could feel the mounting turmoil throbbing through his cock-shaft. It matched the fiery foreplay that bubbled inside her cunt. She met him stroke for stroke, grinding her cunt down onto his dent, eating it to the balls repeatedly. She came twice more while she rode him. She leaned forward, moving her tits across his chest. He caught them, squeezing the plush hummock, bringing them to his lips for Thomas More bites and sucks and kisses. She moaned, her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her knockout, hot nipples.

'' imbibe me ! '' she moaned. `` Oh, drink me ! ''

His shaft swelled inside her cunt. It felt so fucking big she thought her snatch might rip assailable. But he did n't miss a stroke, and she did n't leave out a stroke, either. The fucking was n't as fast, as jackhammer-like, as it had been at the scratch. They were down to the sluggish grinding phase angle now, but slow down did n't think of dull. The point of Mark Moller 's prick stabbed repeatedly into the lusting maw of Anna George 's snatch, and she chirped and moaned and whimpered, feeling yet another culmination edifice inside her. She ground her hungry cunt against him, accentuating the pressure on her ready-to-bust clit.

'' You son of a bitch ! '' she shrieked, rotating her pussy around his prick. `` Oh, you 're making me cum ! ''

'' Me too, cunt ! '' Moller cried, and his sudden thrust almost sent Anna into domain. He pushed his rooster to the very bottom of her cunt, held it there for what seemed an eternity, and then she felt him explode.

His cum blasted into her. He fucked her until his cock went dry. She collapsed on him, her body soaked with sweat, his hands sliding up and down her soundbox until they settled on her quivering asscheeks. His chest hair was matted with sweat beneath her tingle nipples. She sighed, making her mamilla move through his moist fur, increasing the amount of arousal that her set nipples already felt. sucker 's cum was oozing out of her pussy, and his cock, going soft, had just begun to slide out of her sticky-wet hole. She sighed again, squeezing with her puss muscles, but it was too tardily to trap him. His putz eased out, and after it bubbled the driblet of spunk he had squirted up Anna. `` You saw the magnetic tape, '' she said. `` You saw my husband fuck that little red-haired snatch three times. I want a man who does n't know when to take leave. I want a man who can have a go at it my mouth and my pussy and then roll me over and fuck me again. How about it ? Are you that kind of man ? Can you get that putz hard and fuck me one more time ? ''

She did n't generate him time to answer. She grabbed his cum- slimed cock and began to jack off it. She was forceful. Pressing her mouth against his, she slipped her tongue between his lips and checked out his dental work while she continued to hitch on his putz.

'' Right here, right now ! '' she whispered into his mouth, still working on his prick. `` I want it again ! I 've gone without for too deuced long ! ''

He panted, and she could see concentration in his eye.

'' You 're something, lady, '' he said as his shaft began to swell inside Anna 's clenched fist. He put his hands on her articulatio humeri and sat her up, rising with her. `` OK, nasty fucking twat, you 've got this thing hard again, so I 'll just deliver to let you feature it one Sir Thomas More meter. ''

He was on his human knee beside her now, his prick sticking up at a sharp angle. It felt a little thinner than before, as if she 'd skinned off some of the fat inside her tight pussy, but it was as hard as sword, and she slid her fingertips up and down the length of it, her middle bright with upheaval. She 'd never done it three times in a row before, not even with Roger, but this was certainly a day for gaud. Anna bent down to lick it. He still tasted of cum, but there was also the flavor of cunt on his prick. Her cunt. Her succus. She lapped up and down his shaft, nibbling and sucking at the hot spongy cockhead. Her sass seemed glued to Mark 's prick. She sucked it a niggling deeper into her oral fissure, momentarily unwilling to stop sucking on it.

But she raised her top dog, licking her lips, and her backtalk glistened lasciviously as she looked up at Mark Moller. He pulled her upright and burned her mouth in a candy kiss, his handwriting automatically dropping to her pussy. She sighed into his mouth, arching her cunt into his clutching script. His finger entered her, poking about tentatively, testing the wetness, the desire within.

'' Unh-huh, '' she said wriggling out of his embrace. `` You saw the taping, infant. I want the same thing that freckle-faced slut gave my married man. I never let Roger fuck me up the ass, not one time, and now I 'm going to let you let my ass cerise, just for proving to me what a crap my husband is. The one thing he never got from me is yours ! ''

'' Are you sure ? '' he asked, but she could see the new fervency in his centre. `` Are you indisputable you want my big hard cock up that cunning ass of yours ? ''

She lay face-down on the sofa, looking up at him over her shoulder. One of her long ramification dangled down to the level, and her crotch was totally exposed to his eyes. She saw him staring at her, and she liked the way he stared. She also liked the way his prick continued to stick up.

'' haste, before I change my creative thinker, '' she said. `` I 'm mad with shock and I might regain my senses at any moment. ''

He slid off the couch, onto his articulatio genus on the floor. He cupped her nearest tit while he leant down to lick and kiss the bend of her ass. The wet smacking of his sassing sent vibrations through her ass and she began to writhe and twist on the sofa. Reaching down, she fingered her clit as he tongued her ass, and the shaking continued. She liked that a lot. He spread her asscheeks and licked playfully at her ass. She had a finger up her bitch by now, sliding it in and out of her wet, sensitized fuck-hole. She turned slightly so she could affect her finger more freely. He followed with his head and kept on tonguing her ass. His tongue moved back and Forth River from her ass to the low-spirited edge of her pussy-crack. As her fingerbreadth moved in and out, he licked it too. She slipped the finger's breadth out and his tongue poked inside her cunt, stirring her juice just a little more. Then he was back at her ass. soft touch Moller was eating out her ass now, and it was an incredible feeling. She 'd never had a man 's tongue back there before. It had always seemed kinda dirty, sexing around with the ass, but not now. He had her asscheeks bed covering and her ass was dilated, and he was dipping his clapper in and out. She rocked on the couch, pushing her ass at his nerve.

'' Yes ! '' she gasped. `` Oh sister, eat me where I crap ! ''

Her eyes got big as he replaced his tongue with his finger. She moaned when the finger began to rotate inside her ass, turning around and around. Her ass tightened automatically, but he kept on prodding it, and suddenly he entered her.

'' Loosen up, bitch, '' he said.

'' I 'm trying ! '' Anna panted, frigging her hot button in despair.

His fingertip pushed deeper, and she made a gagging speech sound, but the panic faded quickly, once she got used to the feel of him inside her ass.

She was taut, and he had to press her a bit. She strained, anxious to consume him despite her misgiving and second gear thoughts. And then her impedance broke down, and his fingerbreadth plunged all the way up her ass. He ground his metacarpophalangeal joint against her ass-ring, rotating his finger inside her, and she whined and whimpered.

He reamed her mercilessly. But with each rotation, her ass got a little less tight, a little more excited.

He pulled out of her ass, wiping his finger's breadth on an asscheek.

'' Okay, infant, '' he said, `` you wanted the real thing, and that 's what I 'm gon na chip in you. Stroke my pecker once more for luck, and then I 'll fuck your mingy sweet ass ! ''

She was still frigging and fingering herself, but she took his cock in her other manus and squeezed, feeling the aroused surges that raced through his stiffened essence. He felt a lot bigger than he had a twain of instant ago.

He mounted the sofa behind her, coming down upon Anna. She spread a piddling wider, reaching back with both handwriting to afford herself for him.

'' piece of ass me ! '' she moaned, `` Fuck me up the ass, just like my husband fucked his little redheaded whore ! ''

He brought the knob of his cock to bear against her ass. She closed her oculus, feeling its blunt hooter nosing her there.

'' Oh, get along on ! '' she panted. `` Do it to me, stud ! ''

Her hole was dilated from the finger-reaming he 'd given her, and he was able to get the mind of his dick inside her with no worry.

'' Oooooh, it 's gon na hurt ! '' she whimpered.

'' It wo n't hurt me a bit, '' Mark Moller said, and ride his shaft into her.

She screamed at the military unit and fury of his sudden lunging penetration. The meaty shaft of his prick rammed hard and deep into her ass, and she screamed again, but she was definitely fucked, pinned to the couch by the weight of his body and the length of his putz, and there was not a hell of a lot she could do about it now.

'' ass me, then, goddamn you ! '' she snarled over her articulatio humeri, and her finger began to fuck in and out of her cunt. She could feel his hammer moving inside her ass, and it excited her. Anna stimulated herself toilsome, and marker matched her stroking for stroke.

She was as tight as the pits back there, but she was n't constipated against his assault, and the to a greater extent times he prodded her with his prick, the looser her ass became. It never grew to a lesser extent than snug around his incision, but there were no red bursts of agony now that he was fully imbedded, and his fucking became a little gentler, and a lot more exciting.

She continued to she-bop her cunt, his hand joining hers in the effort. While she finger-fucked herself, sucker concentrated on her clit. The enjoyable sensations grew stronger, more hard to jib. His asshole fucked into her ass again and again, and she chewed her rim, enduring and enjoying.

'' Oh, you fucker ! '' she whined. `` Oh, you rotten fucker ! ''

But there was zero rotten about the way he fucked Anna 's ass. She writhed and swayed, she moaned and whimpered, and she came like a bitch in heating plant.

She was n't sure if she was cumming in her ass, her twat, or both. She only knew that it was the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.

It seemed to finis forever, building into new heights each metre she thought it was ebbing. He 'd poke her again, deeply, with his driving, ass-pounding tool, and she 'd suck in her breath and find herself squealing out a reinvigorated orgasm. Her fingers were dripping as they kept up the pussy attack, and her clitoris was so raw under his fingers that she heard herself begging him to break.

He did n't stop. He fucked her. It was what she 'd asked for, and it was what he gave her.

Suddenly he gasped too, and she knew that he was going to cum, that he was going to spatter her crap with the discharge of his jism. She thrust her ass back against him, engulfing his pricking in her mean ass, and she wiggled her ass from side to side, the musculus milking hotly at his throbbing motherfucker.

'' So this is what it 's like ! '' she moaned from deep in her Irish bull, the password forced out of her by the belly-busting force of Mark Moller 's long cock. And even as she spoke, his putz vibrated within her ass and began to spit out its load of cum.

'' So, what are you going to do about this ? '' Moller asked, indicating the torn pictures and the DVD-disc. `` You 've got the fucker by the ball. With evidence like this, he probably wo n't even show up in divorce motor inn to answer the thrill. ''

'' I do n't get it on, '' Anna said, hooking her bra. `` I honestly do n't know what I 'm going to do. But when I do figure it out, I promise you 'll be the first to recognize. ''

When Roger came home from body of work, Anna met him at the door. She was freshly washed, powdered, perfumed, and she wore a lush satin gown wrapped around a shimmery sheer nightgown. The curves of her consistence showed through it, and as she kissed him howdy, she let the robe fall open.

'' Hard day ? '' she asked, stroking his cheek.

Roger 's job was an executive director placement with the company Anna 's father had created. He did n't feature to wield a muscle or a brain cell to collect his paycheck.

'' So-so, '' he said, easing out of her embrace.

She watched him go past, brushing her off as if she were a wander dog.

He turned at the fundament of the stairs.

'' Something 's come up, dearest, '' he said, `` and I have to fly to New York for the weekend. I hope we do n't sustain anything planned. ''

She stared at him.

Roger looked down at his watch. `` red cent ! I 'm going to be late for the plane. I 'd amend take hold of a cascade now. Sorry I ca n't speak longer, but you know how it is ... ''

Anna went up the stairs, listening as he turned on the shower. She went into the bedroom.

She stood by the mirror, examining herself critically in the sheer wild blue yonder nightgown. She was n't the most beautiful fair sex on world, but she was pretty, and she had a seemly body, with good legs, a full chest, and a slim ass. She deserved ripe than she was getting from her husband.

Anna opened the bottom drawer of her toilet table and reached into the book binding. Roger did n't even know she had a vibrator.

She went to the bed, stretching out across the pink satin sheets she 'd had the maid put on it. They were smooth and cool down against her skin. She felt glamourous and sexy. Too bad her husband did n't like. She rolled the vibrator between her medallion, warming it up, and then she switched it on.

She stroked herself with the matter, through her sheer nightgown, arousing her mammilla to pointy hard-on. She squeezed her tit, forcing the nipple to advertize upward, and the vibrator buzzed fitfully across the arching peak. Anna began to finger warm, more excite. She was starting to palpate the way she 'd felt at cross Moller 's office.

She moved the vibrator down her belly, twisting on the bed as she continued to caress and shake herself. Her juice were flowing already, sopping the crotch of her pantie, and there was an uncontrollable itching between the mouth of her cunt, even before she began to work the vibrator back and forth over her cunt.

'' Ahhhhh ! '' she gasped, clenching her thighs around the vibrator and pressing it firmly against her pussy. The bed swayed erotically beneath her, and she clutched her hard-nippled tits. She moved the vibrator against her cunt as if it were a turncock, rubbing her stimulated slit until her clit buzzed like a bee and the lips drooled a muggy love that soaked her scanty, her upper thigh and the humming vibrator.

She eased down the top of her robe, baring her target tits. She squeezed her tits upward, her lingua extending to lap at her mamilla. She flogged them hungrily. Straining a little, she was able to need a nipple in her lip and suck it. It reminded her of the way Mark Moller had feasted on her boob this morning, and the computer storage sent shivers of inflammation racing through Anna 's intact soundbox. She bit into the straining human body of her tempered nipple and her eyes welled with tears of titillating agony.

Down between her thigh, the vibrator was driving her bitch weirdo with luxuria. She kept on sucking at her tit, reaching down with her early script to grab the vibrator and turn it around. She pressed the head against the crack of her puss and slid it back and Forth River, concentrating on the self-conceited clit of clit-flesh.

The exhibitor was still running, and Roger was singing.

She sat up, pulling the nightgown up over her pass and tossing it to the floor. She slid out of the matching panties, flinging them aside too. Stretching across the bed again, she began applying the vibrator directly to her bare organic structure.

Anna hunched forward and took a tit into her mouthpiece, sucking it with sexual love and lustfulness, while she scraped the vibrator through her pussy-hair. The fur was matted with cunt-juice, and her cunt-lips were open, as if they were gasping for sex. She slid the tip of the vibrator into her opening night and thrust, filling her pussy with the solid bulk of the buzz-stick.

She bit into the shape of her tit, sucking away the pain her teeth caused, and she jabbed herself, poking and prodding, moaning at the brute pleasure it gave her. A trivial like the knockout nasty shtup Gospel According to Mark Moller had thrown up her snatch on his authority couch. But she was getting it from charge plate and not from soma, and it was n't the same thing, not the same thing at all.

'' Oh, Christ, '' she whined, pulling the vibrator out to use its wet mucilaginous item on her swollen clit. She stretched out, arching upward as she humped the vibrator. Then she hunched once Thomas More and pressed her red brim against her aching knocker.

That was when Roger came out of the toilet.

He was in his short robe, his tomentum damp, a towel across his articulatio humeri. He stopped short.

She did n't stop, not even to look back at him. She was too deep in her lustfulness by now, and anyway, she wanted him to see that she did n't take him or his stopcock.

'' Hello, darling, '' she said, sloshing her tongue across a hard nipple. She gave her wrist a flip and lunge the vibrator back up her twat, moaning and growling as it penetrated her kitty-cat once again. Her cunt sucked wildly at the buzzing dildo, holding it so possessively she found it difficult to make out the thing in and out of herself.

She was glowing now, she knew, as wet from swither as Roger had gotten from his shower. She could smell her foetid purulent scent, and it was intoxicating.

She 'd never masturbated in social movement of Roger before. He stared in captivation, seeing a sword new side of his wife.

Roger took a gradation closer to the bed. Anna sneaked a expression at him. The nominal head of his gown was beginning to tent out, and she knew what was responsible.

She swiveled around, presenting her kitty-cat to his staring eyes. She knew exactly what she was doing. Now he could see the vibrator piece of tail in and out of his married woman 's cunt, see the cunt-lips spreading to hit room for it, see the wetness that coated the plastic shaft as it emerged. She was fucking her cunt toward the vibrator, eating it greedily, and her clit was enormously swollen, gleaming like a pearl above her splay pussy-lips. She reached down to frig her clit and Roger came nearer to the bed.

His gown slipped open, and his pie-eyed tool pushed outward. He had a big cock, no two elbow room about it, but as far as Anna was concerned, Roger himself was the biggest dick around. She 'd certainly excited him with her display, and it gave her a tingle of satisfy pleasure.

'' This is so unlike you, darling, '' he said.

He sat down on the bed beside her, stroking her whisker and shoulders while she fucked herself with the vibrator. She bit her lip and concentrated on herself.

He took her unloosen hand and put it on his clay prick. She let her manus be guided, let her fingers be molded around his grueling cock, but her hand was limp and loose. He squeezed the finger down, until they clutched him. She felt the hot pulsing of lust inside his hammer.

'' Do me too ! '' he whispered, and he guided her hired hand up and down, moving his peter inside it.

She was in no mood to cooperate with him. But she allowed her hand to be used, and she kept on fucking herself with her hot, battery-powered vibrator.

The harder she fucked herself with the dildo, though, the more tightly her other bridge player gripped Roger 's putz. His manpower were all over her.

'' You look so wild and hot, '' he said. `` I ca n't think you 're doing this. It 's not like you at all, mmmmm, lean over here and osculate my shaft, will you, dear ? ''

Anna resisted his efforts to push her aspect down toward his cock, and she continued to outrage her pussy with the charge card prick.

But he seemed to be determined to get his cock into her mouth, and he pried her digit loose, then brushed the point of his cock against Anna 's cheek. She felt the velvety sponginess slide across her frame, slobbering out a trickle of pre-cum as it touched her.

The dildo was pounding in and out of her cunt, emerging from sentence to metre to seethe her clit again, then slamming abstruse and hard into her fuck-hole once more. She felt her face being turned toward Roger 's cock, and she relaxed, allowing him to do what he wanted.

His prick touched her mouth, and the old conversant scent of him filled her nostrils. She sniffed, then opened up, and he thrust between her lips.

There was a certain pleasure in sucking his son of a bitch, and she rationalized that after all, he had taken a bath and washed himself since he 'd been with his red-haired hussy. She probably could n't fascinate anything serious from a little nibble on his hawkshaw. And God, she did still so love to sop up him !

Her sass grew wet and slurping on Roger 's putz, and he was fondling her titty and reaching low down her belly to frig her clit while she continued to fuck the dildo. He spread her cunt-lips wide, then squeezed them tightly around the dildo, increasing the pressure and the input all at once.

He spread her wide again, and his finger slicked into her pussy, probing alongside the burrowing shaft of the dildo. She got very wet around him. She found herself jerking wildly with lustful reception. Her sucking grew more compulsive, to a greater extent intense.

His tool was almost too big for Anna to sop up properly, but she knew she was doing a shit good job anyway. He thrust across her lapping tongue, his cockhead pulsing into the pep pill end of her throat. She gagged a little but kept on gobbling.

He pulled her upper body around and started fucking deeper and faster into her back talk.

'' You 're acting like a fancy woman, '' he said. `` And I think I like it ! ''

Now she was on her human knee, her head buried in his lap, her ass in the air, the dildo humming away as it protruded from Anna 's dripping pussy. She had both hands on Roger 's pecker as she fed it in and out of her mouth. He reached beneath her and started to manipulate the vibrator, fucking her with it in short but passionate driving force. He even slipped it out, as she had done, and buzzed her clit, but he gave her a couple of goof up the ass with the thing, too !

He knew she did n't go for any of that ass stuff ! But she could n't facilitate cerebration of what she had forced target Moller to do to her today, and each time the vibrator 's tip tingled outside her ass, she felt a impudent dribble of pussy-juice trickle down her quivering, sweat-soaked thighs.

She climaxed. The orgasm ripped through her like a chainsaw and she howled around the turncock that fucked her wet mouthpiece. The humming sound set off a chain chemical reaction in Roger 's turncock, and suddenly he was squirting his cum onto her tongue.

'' So, '' she said, lying smug and contented with her head in his lap and his cum dripping from her Kuki-Chin, `` do you really have to go to New House of York ? ''

'' Oh, crap ! '' he gasped. `` I almost forgot about that ! I 'm going to be late. Listen, Anna, this is major, and I ca n't get out of it. And when duty calls, you know ? ''

I know, Anna thought. But it 's not obligation that 's calling you. It 's a red-haired cunt.

She sat up.

'' OK, '' she said. `` If you have to, you have to. ''

'' I 'd better subscribe another shower, '' Roger said. `` I seem to reek like I 've just gotten fucked. '' He leaned down and kissed Anna on her cum-smeared backtalk. `` We 'll have to try this again when I come home. Where in hell did you ever get that dildo, dear ? It does n't seem your style at all. I like it, but it does n't look your style. ''

And with that he went back into the bathroom.

Anna lay on the bed, staring at him with a mixed bag of luxuria and repugnance.

'' All right hand, fucker, you got it. '' Anna said, once she heard the shower water running and the audio of his tattle. `` If you do n't want it, let 's feel out if anyone else does. ''

'' You do n't want any money ? '' the man asked. `` This is n't some kind of Weird scam ? ''

Anna George smiled. `` No, it is n't some kind of uncanny scam. I simply feel like being fucked tonight, and I thought maybe you were the man to do it. If you 're not, I can always look for somebody else. ''

She stood up, putting down her deglutition. She was wearing a red dress, tight in the bodice to show off her tits, low-cut into the segmentation, in shimmery swirls down her long, black-stockinged legs.

'' Well ? '' she asked.

'' Do n't go, '' he said, putting down his own drinkable. Gingerly, still unsettled, he came near. Anna smiled and waited.

She had picked him up in a hotel couch near the airport. She was on her way back from confirming that Mr. and Mrs. George had boarded a flight to New York.

That had been the determiner. If Roger could go to New House of York with his adulteress, then Anna had no qualms about going on the prowl. The Satin Lounge was the top pick-up spot in township. Anna had scored not five proceedings through the threshold, and now they were in his hotel way.

The man was a salesman, leaving Ithiel Town in the morning. He was gorgeous, the kind of big blond stud Anna had always dreamed about in her shoal Day, though she always froze up around them in veridical life. His public figure was score.

He put his hands on her waist and she leaned in to him, brushing her tits against his breast. Her mamilla were hard through the soft clinging fabric of her dress. He could n't help but feel them touching him. She pushed a little more firmly, making certainly he felt them. His mitt moved around her waist and down onto the bend of her ass.

She squeezed closer, her belly starting to grind against his privates.

She kissed him hungrily, her mouth wet and open air. Her eagerness seemed to scare away him a niggling, but the more she fucked her tongue in and out of his mouth, the more excited he grew. His hands cupped her asscheeks, squeezing them possessively, and now he was grinding back at her, and his prick was beginning to show up some definite signs of interest.

Anna came up for air, licking her brim and smiling. She had her coat of arms around his cervix. She swayed, her asscheeks swaying too inside his cupping hired man. She felt the surging energy as it flowed into his cock, stiffening him against her.

'' I 'm for real, '' she said. `` Are you ? ''

He did n't say anything. She wriggled out of his grasp and took a match of step back, wobbling a bit on the heel. turn, she looked over her articulatio humeri and said, `` Would you unzip me, please, Mark ? ''

He tugged down the zipper of her attire. She leaned forward, easing it off her shoulders and down her physical structure. It fell to her ankles, and she stepped out of it. Under the dress she wore a pink slip, its face laces undone, with lightlessness stockings and shiny red shoe. She was certainly that she looked good, and his middle confirmed her distrust.

'' God, '' he said, staring into the front of her teddy. The undone laces showed tantalizing glimpses of the curved shape of her breast, and the pap protruded insistently under the smooth silk.

'' jot them, if you want, '' she said, taking his hands and placing them on her tits. She forced his fingers downward. `` Would you like to see them ? ''

He nodded, and she slid the strap of the teddy off her shoulders. It fell to her shank, where she caught it, and she confronted him with her mamilla, bare and tempting.

'' Your body is gorgeous, '' brand whispered, his eyes alive with lust.

'' Now you take something off, she said. `` I bet you have a beautiful body, too. ''

He did. She had to restrain a gulp as he got out of his wearing apparel. His shoulders were broad, his chest smooth and hard- looking, his waistline tapering and narrow. He removed his gasp, stumbling slightly, but her eyes were on his genital organ, not his feet. He wore a pair of tight bikini shorts. The lance-like irradiation of his turncock was protruding above the low-riding top of the boxers.

His cock was long, not overly boneheaded, but really long, and Anna eyed him, her mouth watering for the taste of his cock.

She dropped her teddy bear, leaving her bare except for stockings. Her eyebrows lifted, and bull's eye yanked down his shorts. His cock jumped out, long and firmly and quick for dearest.

She took it in her clenched fist, sliding them up and down the length of Mark 's hammer. He was almost long sufficiency that she needed both script to she-bop him properly. As it was, she could wrap two clenched fist around his prick and there was still a short bit peeking out of her handhold. Leaning toward him, she pressed her tits, bare now, the pap hot and stiff, against his dresser.

He took her head in his hands and kissed her savagely.

'' I do n't even jazz your name, '' he said, breaking free.

'' It 's Noelle, '' she said, lying. What clientele of his was her name, anyway ? The only matter that mattered between them was the swollen, raging dick she clutched in her fists. The solitary matter.

They moved to the bed. He picked her up like a bridegroom and carried her over, depositing her carefully on the mattress. She looked up at him, stroking her pap and pinching the mamilla even harder. They were blood-red with lust, and so were her middle.

He knelt by the bed, leaning across her where she lay. He started at her mouth and kissed his way down to her stiffened tit. She moaned in gratification as he took them in his rima oris, one after the other. He squeezed her tits together and sucked his way back and Forth River, munching, biting, licking, feeding the pointy-capped mounds into his mouth for hungry swallows.

One bridge player, meanwhile, was down between her ramification. He slid his fingerbreadth up and down the tumid bulge of her cunt, stretching the taut cunt-lips, opening them, then squashing them shut again. She writhed responsively, her hands all over him, urging him to do more.

'' You really do want it, do n't you ? '' he said softly. `` You 're dripping wet ! ''

His digit moved through the deep pinko cleft of her pussy, tickling the aroused opening. She whined and winced as he poked her fuck-hole, and then he plunged into her, his finger buried in hot soaked wetness. Her body bucked and trembled as he finger- fucked her puss and sucked at her aroused teat.

He moved his lips down her belly. He was finding descry she had n't even guessed were reactive, but which came alive at the touch of his mouth, his tongue. His paw manipulated her cunt in a smooth, knowing manner, and her succus puddled in his palm.

'' Eat my twat ! '' she whispered. `` Get me hot ! ''

'' Christ, you must sustain been born hot, '' he said, his mouth easing into the upper berth border of her pussy-bush.

He licked down toward her cunt, opening her cunt-lips until her clit stood out.

'' Jesus ! '' Anna gasped as he tongued her back and Forth, inching slowly toward the rising button of her clit. His fingerbreadth poked back into her snatch.

She reached down and found his shaft. It was as hard and tenacious as before. She stroked it vigorously while he licked her cunt.

His spit came down onto her clit, finally, and she almost screamed at the electric-like feeling of him, lapping the tingly intemperate button. His finger was deep inside her cunt, and she squirmed, writhed, and fucked his finger with her ravenous pussy.

'' Oh, eat me, eat me ! '' she moaned from low in her throat. `` Eat my fucking cunt ! ''

He spread the cunt-lips wide and thrust his face up into Anna 's hot horny cunt-gash, his spit stabbing ahead of him to record her as rich as he could lick.

He wiggled into her, and his tongue licked her inside out, reaming softly but provocatively around her pussy. She lifted her ass straight off the bed and she came all over his sucking mouth.

She still had a fistful of his motherfucker, and the waterlessness at the backbone of her throat told Anna that it was metre to do some suction of her own.

'' Get up on the bed ! '' she panted. `` Let me eat that peter before I die ! ''

He sidehopped onto the bed with her and she spun around instantly, making for the rigid perch of his prick. She took it in both hands, marveling at the duration and stiffness.

He had thighs like granite. She could n't get over how unfluctuating and muscular they were. She did n't know whether to keep on fondling his prick or caress the perfection of his amphetamine legs. His stomach was flat and hard, too, and she stroked her medallion across it.

He had little trunk hairsbreadth, other than what grew in his axillary cavity and around his proud turncock. Anna slid her hand up his thigh again, and over onto the foresightful Pole of his prick, then leaned in to draw him dim.

She extended her natural language and tickled the edges of his cock- boss with it. He shivered in her grip, and she smiled. Men really loved to have their cock licked, and Mark was no exclusion.

'' Noelle, baby ! ''

She 'd almost forgotten what gens she had given him.

She made her licking a little more aggressive, and he tasted as good as he looked. She coated his cockhead with spittle.

She traced the bulging contour of his pecker straight down to his balls. She pushed his musket ball aside and licked the sphere beneath his sac, down toward his ass.

'' You 're a begrime bitch, Noelle, '' he said, patting her head. `` C'mon, lick my ass, too ! ''

She rolled him over and took a mordacious bite of his ass, then spread his asscheeks and slid her tongue up and down the crack.

His ass was tiny, but it dilated when she pried his asscheeks open, and she smiled at the way it seemed to nictate back at her. Leaning down, she flicked it with her tongue, rimming the wrinkly shape, poking into it as if she meant to have sex him orally in the ass.

'' Oh, that hits the spot, '' he said, but by then she was tonguing her way down to his glob, attacking them from behind.

She reached under Mark and grabbed his dick, stroking it with a growing eagerness while she kept on thrashing and sucking everything that was n't nailed down.

She got a taste of orb, chirping as she sucked them.

Then he turned over, and she fell on his cock with her hungry mouth, gulping him in and sucking madly up and down his prick- shaft. She could n't get nearly all of his long cock into her mouth, but she sucked the hell out of all she could swallow, and her saliva ran down the cock-shaft, wetting the total distance of Mark 's mother fucker.

She came back up, concentrating on the prick-knob, and she feasted there while her fists stroked and jerked the repose of him. He was reaching for her, and she squirmed around, opening her cunt to his fingers. He speared three digit up her pussy-hole, fucking Anna while she sucked his pecker. It was pretty clear he liked what he was getting. And he was n't the only one.

Anna 's face lifted and she said, `` Well, dude, are you going to fuck me or not ? '' He grabbed her by the waist and spread her on the bed. Her legs bedcover automatically and she reached down to spread her puss for him. He came down on his knees, between her thighs, and she caught his cock in her early hired man, bringing it to bear against her drooling cunt-crack.

She moved his cockhead in and out of her pussy, teasing herself with the promise of a full interpolation till she could hardly stand it.

'' Now ! '' she cried. `` Fuck me right now ! ''

He nodded and thrusting, and she got her fingers out of the way just before the business leader of his poke would accept buried them alongside his dick in her pussy.

'' How 's this ? '' he gasped, burying his SOB in her ready cunt. His belly slammed against hers, and the sparse hairsbreadth he had were in exactly the right place to rub against her clit. She opened her mouth to pipe, but no sounds came out.

Mark was propped above her, supported by his weaponry and genu. He was stirring her slit with his foresighted cock, and she tossed her head from slope to side, biting her lip and murmuring.

She could n't remember ever having been penetrated quite so deeply. She could n't remember ever having been more arouse by being penetrated.

'' Fuck me, goddamn you ! '' she growled beneath him, grinding her hips and milking his cock in and out of her churning pussy. `` Now ! Now, now, now ! ''

He got the message, and he started to fuck her hard and deep, showing her bitch no mercy with his hanker prick. It banged to the stern of her pussy, hitting hard, and she whined like a dog with each apoplexy. Her metrical foot kicked up into the air. She alternately spread and squeezed her legs, varying the tightness of her snatch around his rooster, drawing more and more delight from the sensation of being fucked.

German mark gasped, and his prick began to unload inside Anna.

'' Noelle, baby ! '' he gasped, filling her cunt with his cum.

He fucked into the viscous mess, and it oozed out of her cunt each prison term he thrust base to give her another spirt. She was moaning and climaxing, her legs wrapped around his thighs and her deal clawing at his chest as she urged him to apply her more.

He pulled his cock out of her pussycat and crawled up her chest, his dripping mother fucker protruding before him. She took it in her hands, relishing the sticky feel of cum that coated his cock, and she fed it into her back talk, sucking tough.

'' Why were you so hesitant ? '' she asked as they shared a shower, soaping each early. `` Were you afraid of me ? ''

'' Noelle, infant, '' he said, shaking his drumhead, `` a guy in my stance has to be measured. I ca n't just know anything that looks good while I 'm on the road. You 're a tally doll, sure, but there are some girls around who are n't as neat and clean and jerk as you. I 'm a married man, and my wife would stamp out me if I came home with a dose of something tight. ''

'' You 're married ? '' she said, stiffening. Somehow that changed the whole skin color of things. `` Why did n't you say so ? ''

'' Hey, doll, my married woman is a yearn way from here, and what she does n't sleep together can never smart her, right ? ''

Anna brushed past him, out of the shower.

'' That 's what I used to think, '' she said over her shoulder joint as she picked up her clothes. `` But it is n't on-key at all. ''

Downstairs, in the lounge, she tossed down a drink. I 'm no better than Jan Darcy, she thought.

A couplet of men tried to hit on her, but she was n't in the humor. She ordered a second drink, took a sip, and a hand brushed her berm. She turned and found herself looking at a pretty, diminutive blonde womanhood.

'' You wan na make a quick hundred ? '' the adult female asked. `` I 'm in a bind and I could really use some help. ''

She thinks I 'm a street girl ! Anna realized, a few prison term into the conversation. She blushed, but the darkness hid her overplus, and the blonde did n't notification.

'' It 's an wanton deception, '' she said. `` I 've got this St. John the Apostle upstairs who wants two missy, and that shitty kick Daisy has fucking vanished on me. She was supposed to help me, but I ca n't find oneself her. She 's probably blowing individual 's dog for pocket change. She 's such a cunt ! ''

She smiled and ran her finger's breadth up and down Anna 's bare arm.

'' C'mon, babe, it 's no job. All you have to do is watch over while he fucks me. He likes an audience, as long as it 's a female hearing. Will ya ? My old man will scramble the crap outta me if I do n't come home with some Johnny Cash. You 'll be saving my life and my ass. The thaumaturgy is three hundred, and you get a one C just for watching. Say yes, beloved, please ? ''

The blonde, who called herself Shari, was snuggling up to a guy in his forties. He was bald on top, with a small belly showing under his t-shirt and a big wad inside his trunks. Another out-of-towner, probably with a wife at family who had no idea what kind of material her married man was up to on the road.

Shari River stood up and the guy unzipped her skin-tight attire, peeling it down her physical structure. Underneath she wore a blackamoor bra and scanty. The bra pushed her tits upwards, making the almost of her rather small sizing. Her cutis was blench, as if she had n't seen the sun in year, and the black garments were eye-catching against her milky complexion.

The guy, his gens was Mel, moved against her from behind, grinding his genitals into her ass, his manpower coming around to cup and thrust her mammilla.

'' Great as ever, Shari, '' he said. Looking over at Anna, he added, `` Why do n't you get comfortable too ? ''

Anna stood up, watching the man caress Shari. All I have to do is watch, she reminded herself. And it might be fun. I 've never seen anyone else fucking. Not in literal liveliness. She unzipped her clothes and stepped out of it. Mel 's eyebrows lifted at the great deal of Anna in her teddy bear and stockings, and he smiled.

'' Not bad, baby. Maybe we 'll make this a III. ''

Shari River unsnapped her bra and peeled it loose. Her titty were low but eminent and firm, with nipples that pointed upward at a perky angle. She rubbed the backs of her finger's breadth across them, then cupped her tits and offered them to Mel. She stooped slightly and began sucking at them.

Anna pulled up a electric chair and sat down, her legs open. One of the shoulder shoulder strap of her teddy came down, and the edge of a stiffening mammilla teasingly peeked in and out around it. She felt a little strange being in this position, but she was starting to palpate pretty good about feeling strange.

As she watched Mel sucking on Chari 's tit, she eased her teddy down and bared one of her bosom completely. Her script brushed across the tit degree and she felt it growing harder, hotter. She reversed her deal and squeezed at her tit, bringing her thighs together so that they pressed against the bulging bun of her pussycat.

Mel straightened up. His belly protruded a little but Anna did n't find it all that unsexy. Especially when she glanced down and saw the size of the tool that was visible inside his shorts.

Shari stole a glance at Anna, giving her a wink. She turned to Mel and thrust her hand into his underdrawers, taking keep of his big prick.

'' Mmmmmm, beloved, '' she said in a silky, throaty voice, `` you 've got one hell of a stopcock ! Were you planning on sticking that affair in me or something ? ''

'' Mmmm-hmmm, '' Mel, said, his hands busy on her fine mamilla. `` That 's exactly what I planned on doing ! ''

Chari giggled and dropped to her knee, pulled his shorts down, and his shit swung outward. Anna was to a greater extent than slightly impressed. It was perhaps the thickest shaft she 'd ever seen, tapering to a sharp-looking prick-head. It reminded her of a railroad spike.

'' Some prick ! '' Shari sighed, stroking it with her retentive tightly fitting fingers. `` I think maybe I 'll suck it, just a piddling. ''

Sucking it was clearly on her mind, but offset she licked every inch of Mel 's cock, her tongue gliding wetly across the chassis. Anna had no theme what it was like to have a son of a bitch, but as she watched, she imagined that she could feel every salt lick Shari dished out, sense that wet tongue sliding over her own anatomy. It was a crazy feeling. She squeezed harder at her tit, and her early hand began to slide up and down the inside of her thigh, between the sharpness of her shimmy and the top of her stocking. She was very sensitive there, and her flesh began to tingle.

'' Watch her, '' Mel said hoarsely. `` watch her while I fuck her red-lipped rima oris ! ''

He grabbed Chari River 's question and shoved his prick into her afford, volition mouthpiece. She gulped and gasped as he pushed in and out. He was a little rough, and more than a little eagre, and his foresighted cock fucked the blonde sporting lady with a growing energy, but it was nothing that Shari River could n't treat. She gagged a little when he fucked too thick, but she kept on sucking and defeat and eating, her hands moving up and down his chest of drawers, his belly, under the T- shirt.

Mel was far from the handsomest guy Anna had ever seen. In real life story she would n't have given him a arcsecond feeling, but this was n't real life sentence, not tonight. She was walking on the raving mad side and all the old rules were off.

She took down the other side of her slip, and now both tits were bare. She cupped them, making a mock-offering of her tits to Mel. He was too busy, by far, fucking Shari 's mouth, to take her up on the invitation. Anna just smiled and continued to wager with her tits while she watched her new friend get fucked in the mouth.

'' Are you getting excited, watching me shove my cock in her mouth ? '' Mel asked, holding Shari River 's forefront while he fucked her with his prick. The blonde whore made a purry rattling noise, as if she were gargling on his cock. He thrust into her, his clod jiggling against her Kuki-Chin. `` Is this making you hot ? ''

'' It is, it is ! '' Anna gasped.

She leaned forward to lick at her nearest nipple, her lingua fluttering across the stiffened pinko point. She pressed her red- painted lips to the flesh of her tit and left a big round daub of color.

Mel was watching her, and she made a sexy production of it, slipping the end of her tit into her sassing and sucking at the nipple.

She pulled the genitals of her teddy out of the way and exposed her cunt to Mel 's eyes. He smiled in blessing, and she began to frig herself while he watched, her fingerbreadth stroking intensely up and down the crack of her displayed kitty. The damp cunt-lips opened, and if he could n't see the pink, he needed glasses in the worst way.

'' Oh, yes ! '' Anna moaned, sliding the tip of her midriff finger into her cunt.

She worked it in and out until she was wet, and then she began to caress her hardening clit with the tip of the pussy-wet finger. Closing her heart, she purred in response, momentarily thinking only of herself.

But she could hear the greedy sucking sounds that Shari River made, and she had to count again. Her blue eyes opened.

'' Get up here, squawk ! '' Mel growled as he pulled Shari to her feet.

The cute trivial blond sucked his natural language, just like she 'd draw his cock, and he ran his hands up and down her slim, small body.

'' Now it 's my turn, '' he said, pushing her face-down onto the bed. Her legs hung over the position, and he pulled down her panties, then spread her thigh, stooping between them.

Shari 's cunt was hairless. A bun-like twat, sliced deeply by a long pinko fissure, it looked gentle and sweet. Anna pushed her finger more deeply into her own kitty-cat and stared with burning wonder at Mel and Shari.

The sure-enough man dropped to his knee now, pushing his face into Shari River 's crotch. He was just as noisy eating cunt as the blonde had been while sucking his bastard. Anna thought his attack a little more aggressive and less refined than she would receive preferred for herself, but it was certainly fascinating to watch other people doing it. She 'd never seen anything like it before, and it was making her hotter than she could have got thought possible.

Mel kept on scarfing Chari River 's slit, shoving his side up into it. He spread her asscheeks and licked swiftly up and down, from her ass to her clit. She made squealing sounds that were too penetrative to be anything but honest responses. It had never before occurred to Anna that a whore might actually get off on her employment.

The man looked over his articulatio humeri at Anna, smiling in favorable reception when she saw the way she was diddling herself.

'' Why do n't you vellicate yourself with a vibrator ? '' he said. `` The buzzing always makes my cock hard as blade. ''

'' I do n't stimulate one, '' Anna said, finger-fucking her twat.

'' Mine 's in my pocketbook, '' Shari said.

Anna reached into the blonde 's purse and surely enough, she was carrying a vibrator there. It looked a lot like the dildo Anna used on herself at home. She switched the matter on and began to stroke herself with it, first her knocker, then her belly, then her puss.

She leaned back in the chair, stretching her legs out as she worked on her snatch with the vibrator. Holding the crotch of her teddy to the side, she slid the tip up and down the crease of her pussycat, nosing it in until her cunt-hole afford and gulped hungrily at the dildo 's tip.

Mel was still eating out Chari River. She writhed across the surface of the bed, alternately pulling her twat away from his backtalk and then thrusting it to run into him.

Anna could n't help noticing that the man was also licking and rimming Shari 's ass. He dug his fingers into the lush sponginess of her asscheeks, spreading them extensive and making the fix pop loose. His tongue tickled around and around the enlarge possibility, screwing into it while Shari River cooed and sighed.

'' Gon na let me make love you up the ass, too, right, baby ? '' Mel asked between slurps. `` Gon na let me stick that cock up your miserly ass ? ''

'' I told you no ! '' Chari whispered. `` You 're just too boneheaded ! You 'll rip me clear ! I only let needle-dicks bang my ass, and your cock is just too big ! ''

She rolled over, spreading her ramification wide and reaching down to burst her cunt-gash wider still. She was as pink as a gillyflower inside, and a glaze of moisture gave shininess and gleam to her uncovered cunt-flesh.

'' Why do n't you put that cock of yours right here, love ? '' she asked. `` Get inside my slit. My ass is the last thing you 'll have clock time to conceive about. ''

Mel stood up, peeling off his tee shirt. He was big, and he was hairy, too. Anna knew, even without touching it, that his belly was hard, not flabby, and she found herself aching to slew her sensify fingers through the dark tomentum that covered most of his amphetamine body.

She had an inch of dildo up her puss now, the vibrator 's tip buzzing wickedly inside her. She rotated it, accentuating the pleasure that filled her puss alongside the inserted dildo. The buzzing stimulation prodded her clit from beneath. Wetness was oozing out of her fuck-hole. She could feel it trickling down the shaft of the dildo, toward the clutching finger that guided the cock deputy in and out of her emotional cunt.

Mel climbed onto the bed. Shari lifted her knees as his body mounted hers, and she reached down to run his cock into her cunt.

'' Oh, yeah, fucker ! '' she gasped as his shit sank into her.

The big man pushed hard, ramming his groin onto hers, and the blonde lady of pleasure moaned beneath him. Her legs enfolded his body and she bucked and fucked, shoving herself up to contact his descending strokes of penetration.

Anna watched in total fascination. She could see the voiceless distance of tool that joined Mel 's body to Shari 's, see it in movement, like the bit of a drill shoving repeatedly into the blond 's puss. Mel strained and gasped as he fucked.

Anna shoved the dildo into her pussy, mimicking what she saw Mel do to Shari. She stood up, still fucking herself, and walked stiff-legged to the bed, weaving a lilliputian in her ungainly gamy heels. She wanted a closer aspect. She wanted to do Thomas More than just look !

Her pegleg tight together, the vibrator shoved halfway up her pussy and held it stead by her powerful control, she leaned forward and rubbed both palms up and down Mel 's backbone. She caressed him as he worked his cock again and again into the blond working girl 's slit, and her agitation grew tremendously.

Her hands moved down to his ass. She squeezed down hard, flexing her finger's breadth on his ass while he fucked Shari River 's cunt. She could feel the tension, the exertion, the passionate arousal that controlled his fucking. Carefully, she cupped his balls, squeezing a fiddling on them.

It seemed to be a good cancel inherent aptitude.

'' Oh, Irish bull, yes, baby ! ''

His fucking grew hard, more up-and-coming. The bed creaked and rocked beneath Chari River and her customer. The blond moaned and sighed, and her manpower were down on Mel 's ass, too, the fingers stroking Anna 's as they played with Mel 's ass.

There was something really exciting about all of it. She was touching, and being touched, by masses who were engaged in an act of fucking that she was not a portion of. She leaned closer, pressing her bare tit against Mel 's hairy berm.

Her hot nipples scraped his skin. She felt him respond. His putz fucked harder into Shari. The blonde whore moaned and whimpered beneath the big man, her ramification sawing around his body as she took stab after stab from his rampant, lubricious tool.

Anna slid her paw down, past his balls, onto the base of his pecker. She squeezed it, locking her finger's breadth around the base of his dickhead so that he had to sleep with his way through the ring of fingers as he went into Shari 's puss. She clenched her second joint, pressing the vibrator a fiddling deeper into her pussy, and she felt weakly in the stifle, giddy in the head and horny in the cunt, all at the Saami time.

Shari 's hand was creeping up Anna 's arm. The adventurous housewife hardly noticed, until she felt the finger's breadth slide delicately onto the swell of her right tit, making for the pink heyday of her erect pap. Anna closed her eyes, gasping in a mixture of jolt and delight.

She 'd never been touched so intimately by another woman before. Chari 's hired man closed around Anna 's tit, and it pulsated excitedly, the mamilla stiffening even more against the char 's deaden palm. Chari rubbed her hand briskly, and Anna began to shudder and throb responsively.

She reached around, past Mel, and her hand touched Shari. The lilliputian blond was dripping with sweat. Feeling her was like walking on ice. Anna 's hand simply skidded onto one of Shari 's small tits, and she closed down, the way Shari had taken ownership of her own tit.

She marveled at the firmness of Chari River 's stave tit. It was humble but limber, and the mammilla throbbed in her thenar as she squeezed it. She could almost find steam rising through the pores of the womanhood 's flesh.

Chari River leaned forward and kissed Anna 's pep pill arm, her lips wet and greedy.

Mel turned his question. He caught Anna by surprise, pressing his backtalk against hers. She attempted to address, but he was already in control condition, and his tongue wiggled wetly into her open oral fissure. She knew that the queer sense of taste coating his tongue had come from Shari 's kitty-cat, and she was shocked to disclose that it was n't a cruddy discernment at all.

'' I know you 're just here to watch, '' the man said, `` but what the piece of tail, infant, why do n't you unite us ? Make it a three ? I 'll blob you an superfluous hundred if you 're willing. '' He put his arm around her waist and kissed her again. `` What do you say ? ''

'' C'mon, '' Shari said, her arm encircling Anna. She put her mitt on Anna 's chin and turned her face. Her mouth came in, damp and milky-breathed, and her back talk pressed firmly, wetly, against Anna 's. `` Let 's all do it together ! ''

Anna climbed onto the bed, reminding herself that she had set out to prowl this evening. Why stop now ? She 'd already given herself to a alien. Would another one hurt ?

Mel slid off Shari, his long stiff prick popping out of her pussy. Anna 's eyes enlarged at the sight of it, coated in wet pussy-drippings.

'' Get naked, '' Shari said, helping Anna out of her teddy. She 'd already done a lot of teasing vulnerability, but it felt fresh and kinky to be totally naked with this pair of alien. She basked in the appreciation of their eyes, of their helping hand.

Anna lay back, her knees up, her body naked, and Mel removed the vibrator from her twat.

Shari leaned down to buss her again, her hands covering Anna 's bare, pointy-nippled tits, and Anna sighed to receive that kiss, her backtalk gap to allow Shari 's glossa a minuscule explorative outer space. She was n't sure enough what kind of matter harlot did to other women, but she expected she was on the brink of finding out.

Mel moved Chari River 's finger aside, allowing a teat point to puff up lusciously between them. He tweaked it, making Anna giggle and whimper, and then he bent down to lap it with his tongue, taking away all the fleeting hurt ... Anna surrendered herself to Mel and Shari. Whatever they wanted, she was certain she could allow.

Both of them stroked her bare body. Mel 's hand cupped her cunt, squeezed it, and when he moved away, she felt the ticklish ghost of Chari River 's finger moving through her pussy-hair. From the street corner of her eyes, she glanced at Shari 's twat, wondering what it would be like to palpate a hairless pussy.

There was no apparent plot plan from that point onward. What happened, happened.

Anna stroked her fingerbreadth along the wet crack of Shari River 's pussy, feeling the cunt-lips grow warmer and warmer, like pin rubbing together to start a campfire. Chari held her wrist, guiding the hand.

'' Yes, stick your finger in me ! '' she moaned, straightening out the middle finger's breadth of Anna 's handwriting and easing it into the already- make love opening of her pussy.

She was like jelly inside, the lining of her purulent awash in sticky Cums. Anna knew what it was like to finger-fuck her own cunt, she just had n't ever realized that former cleaning woman 's pussies felt very lots like her own, once they were horny and hot and something nice was inside them.

Her finger began to move in and out, mimicking the stabs of a fuck-thirsty rooster, and she felt Shari motility in response, her belly ripple, her cunt rippling up and down the length of the enter finger. Her hand ground against the mouth of Shari 's cuntgash, and she felt the stubby push of Shari 's clit throbbing each time she touched it.

Just the way her own button was throbbing as Mel pressed her from tail end. His custody caressed her big, hard-nippled tits, and the duration of his cock was shoved between her wooden leg, its jibe masturbating the exterior of Anna 's pussy. It slid aggressively through her cunt-bush and along the crack of her puss.

Anna squeezed her thighs around the stiffness, trapping it. She moved in goosy little reply, bobbing up and down. She could palpate the SOB growing with child and bigger within the grip of her thighs, and she could n't facilitate wondering how much heavy it might mature once she 'd taken it up her pussy for some red-hot nookie.

Chari River wanted more kisses, and Anna found herself growing well-chosen and felicitous to give them. Their tongues fought back and forth, dribbling spit from one mouthpiece to the other, and their lip were as wet as the inside of Shari 's twat. Anna 's finger pushed in and out, piercing the eager-to-be-fucked brawn hoop, pushing as deep into the other woman 's cunt as she could throw.

It was a relatively snug slit, surprisingly so, considering that Shari was a whore. Anna had expected a bitch as big as a barn. Mel mauled her tits with his hands. He could n't get enough of the feeling of her big tits, and he milked the tit until they seemed three or four inches long, his fingerbreadth tweaking and savaging the delicate but resilient peaks. And his cock throbbed, lustfully, wickedly between her clutching thigh, its firm back- and-forth jab making fresh bubbles of succus ooze from Anna 's heated cunt. She used her thigh on him, a vise-grip on his business firm prick. The outer peel shucked back and Forth, and he sawed in and out of her heavy hold. She kept her feel very in use in Shari 's pussy, and she could find the simmering swither grow hotter as she stirred it. Mel gasped and his prick began to force out boneheaded hot cum onto Anna, the goo pouring out of him like curdled piss. She was drenched with the outburst of his spunk. It scalded the flesh of her cunt, her belly. She basked in the ejaculation, moving her thighs to pull another and yet another outburst out of Mel 's cock.

Anna grabbed his prick with her free hand and squeezed on it, coating her fingers in his cum. She rubbed the sticky juice onto her belly, into her cunt-bush. Her thighs clenched around him and she sighed, feeling his cock remain super-stiff where it touched her flesh.

'' I thought individual was gon na get fucked, or something, '' she said. `` Was that just a lot of bullshit ? ''

'' show you from bullshit, cunt, '' Mel said with a wicked smiling. He yanked Anna around and laid her out on the bed. Her digit came out of Shari 's cunt, and she was a minuscule sorry. She lifted her knees, wiggling her consistence in a lewd invitation.

'' Come on and fuck me, then ! '' she panted. `` If you think you can handle it ! ''

He climbed board, and she eased his rooster into her fuck-hole. All the watching had made her slick magazine and wet inside, and he plunged straight into her pussy with surprising relaxation. The end of his cock pierced her pussy-lips and then the fattened rotating shaft reamed her a little more widely.

His body came down upon hers. He was a big man, the with child she 'd ever be intimate, and she strained a little beneath him. She could almost finger the breathing time being crushed out of her organic structure. But the rapid sawing thrusts of his stopcock, opening her cunt, knife thrust after knife thrust, frictioning fiery life into the snug hot bulwark of her puss, more than made up for the discomfort.

'' I 'm fucking you, baby ! '' Mel gasped, thrusting his cock. `` You see what I 'm doing to her ? '' He looked at Shari. `` Can you see my big hard cock fucking this sweet tight snatch ? ''

'' I see it, babe, '' Shari said, sliding around to rub her petite but exciting body against his.

She reached down to caress his tool as it moved in and out of Anna, and she got herself a few feels of pussy too.

Her finger's breadth made straight for Anna 's clit, and she tweaked it. Anna began to shudder and tremble, aware that she would be climaxing before too a great deal longer, slightly afraid that Mel might have intercourse her loony before she could love her orgasm.

Mel fucked her hard and thick, his belly and crotch grinding passionately against hers while his putz stirred around and around inside Anna 's pussy. She had her foundation in the air, kicking them around, and she was panting and moaning.

Shari leaned down to kiss Anna, and it was an sex kiss. The lips moved down Anna 's face, onto her chest. Shari River intended to suck up some tit. Anna leaned back, lifting a tit toward the blond 's ruck sass, and she sighed in gratification as the other woman took the mamilla into her mouth.

Anna climaxed suddenly, eruptively, without warning. Her cunt spasmed around Mel 's thrusting cock, but the big man did n't miss a stroke. He just kept pounding her with his savage whoreson. She folded her leg around him and fucked her substance out.

He pulled out of her pussy while she was still cumming, and she hardly noticed. She frigged her pussy and her button, shoving two or three finger in her pussy to adopt up the slack left by the going of his mother fucker.

'' Oh, make out ! '' she gasped. `` Oh fucking bull ! ''

Chari River was on mitt and knee joint, her ass up in the air, her thigh bedcover. She opened her cunt and Mel fucked in behind her, his prick sticking out and up. He angled the boss downward, to the invitation of her open kitty, and she pulled him in. He thrust, filling the blonde whore. She wailed, gleeful and horny, and he started to fuck her mercilessly.

His body hunched over hers as he filled her cunt with the sum of his cock. Anna watched drooling, her fingers officious on her cunt, but she could n't watch forever. She wanted to be involved.

She ran her hands up and down Mel 's back, stroking his ass, reaching between his legs to titillate his testicle. She felt the putz of his cock thrusting savagely into Shari River 's cunt, and she felt the sticky juice that was oozing from Shari 's fuck-hole. Mel 's prick was so wet Anna could hardly fall onto it.

Anna moved around to Shari 's front and lifted the blonde 's sweaty face. She came in, her tongue out, and she lapped the salty sweat from Chari River 's skin. The III was shaping up as the best fun-fuck Anna George had ever experienced.

She straightened up and brought Shari 's aspect to her tits. The blonde slut was only too eager to initiate eating them. Anna gasped as Shari bit down on a stiff nipple. But her tongue felt so good, tickling around and around, that Anna did n't even mind the pain.

'' Let me eat you, '' Shari said. `` Let me eat your slit while this dude fucks my ass off ! ''

Anna sat down, her leg bedcover. She pulled Shari 's face down into her bitch and felt, for the very first of all time, another cleaning woman 's oral fissure on her pussy. It was unlike any licking Anna had ever gotten from a man. Shari seemed to know instinctively where all the really hot spots were, and she lapped them thirstily, her lingua moving in and out of Anna 's slit before it returned to its frenzied foreplay work.

'' I know ! '' Shari River panted. `` Why do n't you get underneath me ? Then I can eat you out and you can lick me and Mel while he fucks me ! You wan na do it like that ? I bet our customer could really get off watching us 69 while he creams my snatch with that big hard dick ! ''

'' Yeah, '' Mel said, driving his prick hard and fast into Chari River. `` I 'd really like to see you gorgeous short whores sucking each other off ! ''

Anna was n't sure she was ready for this, but she was too deeply involve to say no. She got on her back and slip underneath Shari until Mel 's thighs blocked her way. That left her fount directly underneath the woman 's cunt. She looked up and saw Mel 's prick ass Shari 's splayed, shaven pussy-lips, and her mouth began to water supply with anticipation.

'' sucking on her, bitch, '' Mel said throatily. `` Suck her while I 'm feeding her cunt with my cock ! ''

Anna lifted her aspect up ward and her tongue began to work, awkwardly, it was confessedly, on Chari 's plane cunt. She tasted the honey-like succus that was dripping from the crack. She put her hands on Shari 's waist and started to lick in earnest.

Chari, meanwhile, was head-down in Anna 's cunt, and there was nothing shy or tentative about the way she gobbled that cut. She 'd obviously done this before, and she was very good at it. Her tongue seemed fixated on Anna 's button, and she slurped it raw. The tattletale pulsing down there alerted Anna to the fact that she had certainly not gotten her climax quota tonight. Another sexual climax was definitely in the cards.

Mel 's balls kept slapping against her frontal bone as she kept on licking Shari 's puss, and she tilted her forefront back until the Ball were flopping across her spread mouth. She sucked on them while Mel fucked Chari, her knife drifting up to the base of his prick as it moved in and out of the blond 's hairless snatch.

She was indisputable she 'd never have been capable to lick Chari River if it had n't been for the razor job. She could n't reckon shoving her face into a haired pussy. But the more she licked Shari, the to a greater extent she felt that the hair's-breadth might not take a shit that a lot difference.

Mel 's prick came skidding out of Chari River 's slit on an off- cam stroke, and it rammed straight into Anna 's mouth. She gagged at the sudden thrust that filled her. It was the first prison term she 'd had him in her mouth and he thrust three or four multiplication, as if he were making up for lost opportunities.

She sucked hard, showing him that she knew her way around a stiff cock, and the taste sensation of pussy that coated his length, the gustation of Shari River 's hot wet twat, was almost as heady as brandy. Anna George was beginning to sense like a total slut, and she had to admit that the feeling was not so bad.

'' Lem me fuck her again, '' Mel said, yanking his cock out of Anna.

She surrendered it gracelessly, nipping with her teeth as he slid out. She 'd been getting very much into the swollen tool sliding across her tongue, and she resented losing it now. But as her back talk emptied, she smelled the arousal of Shari 's cunt, and she moved upward, cook to eat some more pussy.

She had her fingers in the game now, spreading the blond 's slit to expose the scarlet wetness within. She tongued into it, paying Shari River back for what the blonde was doing to Anna 's own cunt.

Mel fucked back into Shari River 's cunt, and Anna followed him with her tongue. She licked his stopcock each time it slid out for a clean stroke, and when he was fully buried in Shari River, she was either slurping his Lucille Ball or tonguing Chari 's straining clit.

She 'd been astonished, at first, that Shari could give birth mistaken her for a fancy woman, but now that she was into it, she was beginning to feel that maybe the blonde slut had n't been too far off the mark. She 'd sensed a kindred life all rightfield, except that Anna was n't doing it for money. She was only here because her married man had betrayed her and she wanted to revenge herself in the most dramatic way potential.

Taking a breather for a moment, allowing herself to bask in the glory of what Chari River 's mouth was doing to her cunt, Anna watched in rapt fascination the way Mel 's cock pounded into Shari 's fuck-hole. She 'd done her portion of piece of tail, but she had never observed it from such an up-close, see-it-all, angle before.

She stared, licking her backtalk, at the jiggling sway of Mel 's glob, the slightly off-centered way in which he fucked his tool into Shari, and the way Shari 's hairless gap spread open to receive him, then snugged close around his fully-buried peter, like a mouth puckered to be kissed. She could hear the spongy noises as the long hard cock moved again and again into the receptive, wet bitch.

Anna was starting to think that maybe a adult female knew more about eating pussy than any man could ever bed. And she was growing convinced that she 'd birth to try this again, like really soon ! She did n't know when, or how, or with whom, but those were small problem. If she wanted it badly enough, she 'd find a way and a pardner, and the to a greater extent she got eaten, the more positive she was that she would need it again.

Anna climaxed all over Chari River 's mouth, and the blonde buried her face in the wet explosion, giggling as she ate up Anna 's girl-cum.

Mel took his cock out of Shari and slid its little, pointy tip back and Forth River through her cunt-slit. He teased her button with it. He slapped her kitty-cat with his corpse, wet prick, and he moved it up to tickle lasciviously at the little bud of her ass, too. He made a teasing, tentative poking, as if he meant to stick his dick up her ass.

Chari River coughed and shivered, raising her cheek from Anna 's cunt.

'' Unh-uhhhh ! '' she groaned, looking back. `` I told you, that stopcock of yours is too slurred to take up my ass ! If it was all as skinny as the node, I 'd give you a try, but not even for money, man ! ''

Anna reached up, her hand on Mel 's balls. She squeezed them gently, feeling the heaviness of the load that they contained, then her mitt slid up onto the cock-shaft. `` Oh, what the hell, dude ! You wan na baffle it up somebody 's ass, why not try mine ? ''

Anna did n't have much time to consider it. Everyone was rolling around, and she was suddenly on her knees, in exactly the Saame position Shari had been in a few transactions ago. Chari was lying beneath her, scarfing her cunt and sliding her lingua through Anna 's hot dripping cunt-slit, while Mel was behind her, poking her asscheeks with the stiff rod of his putz.

'' You got a skinny ass, '' Mel said, his script stroking over her asscheeks and her upper thigh. `` But I bet it fucks tight as a goddamn drum. right wing, sister ? You got yourself one fast picayune ass ? But it wo n't be nearly as pixilated when I 'm done with it ! ''

He worked the edge of his hand up and down the crack of her ass, pressing in hard. She felt his knuckles against her ass, and she gulped.

'' Lem me get her ready ! '' Shari panted, thrusting her face up into Anna 's genital organ. She snapped at the pussy-lips, humming as she nibbled them. She thrust her glossa straight into Anna 's open snatch, spearing it deep and wiggling it like an eel inside the jump char.

Removing her tongue, she spread Anna 's ass, baring her small ass. She kissed it, smacking her lips, then licked it until Anna began to shrill. Shari pulled the ass cheeks wider, stretching the ass far enough for the tip of her clapper to penetrate.

'' Aahhhhh ! '' she husked, poking with her spit. She held onto Anna 's asscheeks for pricey life sentence, leaving fingerprint that, Anna was certain, would not amount out of the material body money box sometime side by side hebdomad.

Anna whined and strained, fighting back a little but not really fighting. Each time she lurched forward, dragging her ass away from Shari 's tongue, she ended the motion by thrusting it right back the early way, straight into Shari 's thirsty fount.

She felt very dirty, having her ass licked by this turned-on blonde loose woman, but she also felt very, very just, and she was beginning to dribble at the thought of having Mel 's pie-eyed rooster rammed up that same tight hole.

'' Oh, eat my crap, you cunt ! '' Anna moaned, squeezing her tits while she force-fed her ass to Shari River.

Then the licking was interrupted, and she felt the tenacious thick weight unit of Mel 's dick sliding through her crotch. It parted her meaty pussy-lips, stroked the wet slickness of her pussy-slit, the tip scraping back and Forth River over the hot bud of her aroused clit. Mel slid his shaft back and Forth River, coating it in her ooze of fuck- succus.

He pushed his cockhead into her kitty, soaking it in Anna 's wetness. She moaned, feeling him inside her again.

'' Oh, fuck me ! '' she cried. `` Fuck me deep and hard ! ''

But he was only in her pussy on a sojourn, just getting his cock lubed for the real job.

'' I 'll render it to you deep and hard in a minute, beef ! '' he growled. `` But kickoff I have to get practiced and wet so I do n't rip your ass loose. ''

The common voice whole tone, the ugly, nasty words, they thrilled her unbelievably. He was going to use her like a slice of heart and soul, and she could not give birth been felicitous if he 'd eat her dogshit.

'' roll in the hay me ! '' she moaned. `` Fuck me in the ass ! ''

Shari River was playing with Anna 's pussy and ass, using her fingers to arrive at Anna even more excited, if that was even possible. She pulled Anna 's ass open again, and this time she attacked it with her fingerbreadth, not her clapper.

Anna bit her lip as the blonde corkscrewed the tip of her finger into her ass, twisting it around and around as if she meant to drill her way straight into Anna George 's bullshit.

The finger slammed into Anna 's ass, the nail long and precipitous. Anna screamed. She was still goddamn new to this kind of love-play, and the sudden penetration of the finger made her skin crawl. As Shari River began to work it in and out, Anna 's skin kept on crawling, but it was a nice kind of creepiness.

Her ass was tight but leave. It fit snugly around Shari 's finger's breadth, milking at the duration of the digit while it pushed in and out. Anna gasped and shivered, her ass lifting and falling. She held onto her breast very tightly, the nipples fixed and longsighted between her squeezing finger's breadth. It was a toss-up which was harder, the bones in the fingerbreadth or the boneless palpitating distributor point of her mammilla.

'' I think she 's ready, stud ! '' Shari panted, easing her finger out of Anna. The musculus clenched at it, loath to let go. `` Now fuck her ! Fuck her ass with that big long sweet hammer of yours, babe ! Let me see you stick it in her ! ''

She stretched out again, teasing Anna 's pussy with her sexed-up finger's breadth. From time to time she would lap upward, tickling the clit or molesting the drippy-wet cunt-lips. But the main natural action was going to lease place a piddling further back, and Anna trembled, waiting for Mel to replete her with his big stiff prick.

He was behind her, on his stifle, and she could find the heat of his body even though he was n't touching her, except now and then when his stiff cock bumped against her trembling ass. Shari 's tongue was all over her cunt, her button, and she was about to fawn out of her prickling hide.

'' Oh, goddamn you, '' she said throatily. `` Will you fuck me ? I ca n't stand the suspense ! ''

He took her at her word. The promontory of his cock suddenly poised itself against her ass, and he shoved, testing the Ethel Waters. She was n't as tight as she might have been, since Shari had had a finger or two reaming her ass for respective minutes. The small, pointy tip of his cock entered her ass with almost ridiculous comfort, nosing its way into Anna 's taut ass.

And then he shoved, a bit harder, and the lance of his shaft pushed itself through her snug ass-ring.

'' Aaaahhhhh ! '' Anna shrieked.

She 'd had him in her pussy, but it was n't quite the like matter. Her cunt was cubby, but not nearly as crocked as her ass, and she could feel every pulsation in Mel 's putz as he continued to slowly fuck his putz in. He was n't trying to bust her ass, but he was determined to accept the ass she had offered him.

Shari 's wet natural language made the initial pain a lot easier to bear.

Shari kept on licking. Anna could n't believe how wild it felt to deliver another cleaning lady 's tongue on her kitty-cat, inside her pussy, licking her inside-out. It was so much different from the way men ate cunt, and as she enjoyed the frisky slurps and licks and candy kiss, she could feel an climax stewing in her blood stream.

'' Uhhhh ! '' Mel grunted, thrusting the full distance of his cock into Anna 's ass. She rocked and rolled her ass against him, absorbing the feeling of his cock, the incredibly ingurgitate superstar of being totally good of him. Her ass was so tight she did n't know how he expected to bed her. Just getting the thing in her was miracle enough.

He pulled back, and it felt like he was yanking her turd out along with his retreating shaft. He pulled maybe half his tool out of Anna, and then he shoved it straight into her. It felt like a fence post had changed its mind halfway out her ass and was crawling back up her ass.

'' Oh, fucking jesus, it hurts ! '' she growled. `` But do n't goddamn stop it ! ''

He did n't blockade. Neither did Shari. She seemed to have a definite kitty-cat arrested development, eating her way thirstily into Anna 's snatch, using her digit up the hot wet hole while she nibbled and sucked the clit. Anna heard Mel grunt, and somehow she knew Chari was also tonguing his cock as it fucked in and out of her ass.

Anna looked down. She was staring into Shari River 's crotch. The blonde 's legs were open, and the wet slick pink of her cunt was showing, the sass parted as if they wanted to be kissed, slight beads of wet oozing slowly from within the blond whore 's torso.

Anna lowered her look and started to clobber Shari 's belly, her knife edging downward to the snatch itself. The spirit of pussy filled her nostrils, and spittle filled her oral fissure. She slobbered her slobber onto Shari 's smooth, hairless fork and began to massage it into the shape with her lapping tongue.

Mel kept fucking her ass with his cock. He was fat and concupiscent, and she was tight and cockful. He was still having a severe prison term moving in and out, but he fucked her in brusque strokes that jolted and jarred her full dead body and made her ass cramp in reply.

She was sobbing now. It really hurt. Each stroke was a new variety of torture. Anna had been raised in gentility, with all the pampering money could buy. This was the outset time she had ever known a real pain. The tool reamed her besotted ass, fucking mercilessly as Mel got into the flush of fucking her ass, and there was not a goddamn affair she could do about it except take it.

Anna George was learning things about herself that she had never before guessed. The degradation and nuisance of being fucked up the ass were turning her on like nutcase. This man thought she was some slut, some harlot, and he was fucking her like a bawd. His tool cared only about its own pleasure, the sweet hot tightness of being crammed up her ass. And she was wiggling and writhing and urging him with the rotation of her consistency to keep on fucking her just that way.

Even more wild, she was nose-deep in Shari River 's pussy, lapping the gummy go and sliding her tongue into it for a more lingering taste of the blonde 's cunt-cream, and her tongue tingled and burned with a growing urgency, a blistering delirium of arousal.

Her own twat was full of Shari 's spit, and she knew that she was coating it with a big helping of her semen. Anna 's clit twitched and vibrated under the attack of Shari 's fingers, and she licked at Shari 's engorged pink button too, feeling within herself each spirt of pleasance that her clapper gave to Shari.

Mel kept his cock busy, but Anna 's ass was enlarging now, accommodating itself to the heaviness that filled her. He could get almost a fully stroke, and he was taking vantage of it. His rooster emerged from her ass, only the knob still wedged within her fuddled ass-ring, and he plunged nursing home with a driving downstroke that made Anna scream into Shari 's snatch. But it was a scream of pleasure, and the tears that still bubbled down her cheeks were becoming tears of joy.

'' Oh, fuck me ! '' she moaned, her head shaking so frenetically she could hardly find the prison term to work Shari 's cunt. `` Fuck my ass with your big operose cock ! ''

She was only disconsolate now that she had always rejected Roger when he 'd suggested this act. She wished she 'd tried it long ago.

She spread Shari 's pussy spacious, exposing the carnation-pink of the interior, eating it with her eyes as well as her tongue. There was something truly beautiful and mysterious about the texture of the pussy that filled her gaze.

The jiggery-pokery of the form tempted her glossa. She fucked through with her glossa, pushing it deep into Shari, relishing the funky cunt-taste that she found within. She drew her natural language out and dribbled the juices onto Shari 's intemperate button, feeling it thrill beneath the caresses of her tongue.

Her anal tightness yielded dramatically as Mel 's asshole fucked in and out of Anna. She was still a cosy fit around the conceited barrel of his tool, but he penetrated her again and again with virtually no problem, except when he went too mystifying and his pointy cockhead banged into her poop as if he wanted to disgorge his incumbrance amid the remnants of what she 'd had for dinner.

He worked her legs as he fucked her, sliding her slick second joint around his organic structure and squeezing them around himself. It made her ass clasp even more tightly on his cock, and the raise sense experience made Anna whimper and shriek.

She felt the evident tremors of orgasm shooting through Shari 's pussycat. Anna began to lick faster. She was aware of the action in her ass, but it took a binding nates for now to the struggle to get Chari off. She tongued the adult female 's puss, poking in and out, worshipping the other woman 's clit.

The blonde bounced and shook and moaned. Her physical structure was so delirious that she drove Anna upward again and again, each upheaval making Anna bang more hotly into the cock that plugged her ass. Shari was n't doing a lot cunt-eating rightfield now, but that was okay. Mel 's cock was providing all the foreplay Anna could handle.

She drank the succus that oozed from Shari 's fuck-hole, and she tongued into her cunt, athirst for more.

Beneath her, Shari River was moaning and giggling.

'' Oooooohhhh, I 'm cummmmming ! '' she squealed. `` Make me squirt, baby ! poke that twat ! Eat my goddamned clit ! Mmmmmmm, get me offfffff ! ''

Mel yanked his shaft out of Anna 's ass and shoved it straight into Shari 's oral fissure. She sucked at it, gagging as it went too oceanic abyss, but she did n't check sucking, and Mel gave her three or four heartfelt thrusts before he freed his cock from her brim and slam-dunked it up Anna 's ass once more.

The sensation of having him inside her again was all that Anna needed. Her head jerked upward and she said, `` Oh, you motherfucker ! You 're making me cum, too ! ''

Mel kept fucking Anna, and she screamed with each thrust. Shari had a finger or two up her pussy, and Anna squirmed back and Forth River, alternately impaling herself on the cock and the digits. She was holding a tit with one hand, Chari 's snatch with the former, and she shuddered as her ass refilled, time after time, with the horny stabs of Mel 's prick.

'' I 'm gon na cum ! '' Mel panted from behind her.

Anna was in the throe of a big orgasm, but she could n't omit his word of honor, and she jerked forward desperately, disengaging her ass from his prick. Turning around, she saw him already shoving his prick into Shari 's mouth.

'' Do n't be a hog, pussy ! '' she gasped, throwing herself down upon the sweat-soaked blonde.

Her teat lay full moon and firm upon Chari River 's, and her kitty-cat was shoved into the blonde 's genitals, her dark hair gritty and ticklish on Shari 's shaved pussy. She forced the blonde whore to bring out Mel 's prick, and she sucked it into her own rim, pursing them around the thick throbbing shaft as she took it in.

She sucked wildly, crazily, gnawing and pressuring his dick. Chari River was moaning and scratching and whining, and Anna allowed the blonde another suck or two before she took it back into her own oral fissure.

Her mouth watered as she watched Shari sucking, and then it would be her bit, and she took him in greedily, until the unexpressed plea in Shari 's Robert Brown eyes inspired her to share.

Her body still tingled from her orgasm, and the changeless friction of her pussy against Chari 's kept her fires blazing high. She wolfed the cock, surrendering it reluctantly, waiting for the present moment it would infix her back talk once more.

Mel 's ball hung in Shari River 's eyes. It was n't a big angle for Shari to suck from, but it was a perfect shot for Mel 's cock into Anna 's back talk, and she took reward of it.

Her tongue caressed him whorishly, licking the hot hard calamus of dick as he thrust in and out, and if he had any ailment about the value he was getting for his money, he did n't mention them.

But he 'd had a hell of a workout, and she knew he could n't finally much retentive. He had his center shut, and his son of a bitch was trembling spasmodically as it worked in and out of their mouthpiece. Anna tasted the cum already oozing from his knob, and she sucked more desperately, anxious for him to empty his balls down her pharynx.

'' Give me some ! '' Shari gasped, grabbing for his putz.

Anna moaned in disgust as she had to expel it, and she watched Shari suck the node into her oral cavity, closing her lips tightly around it.

She made a kissy-face at Anna, gurgling as she sucked the end of Mel 's prick. Her tongue was working feverishly, to pass judgment from the way her cheeks jiggled. She rolled her eyes in delectation and she kept on sucking.

Anna stroked his cock-shaft up and down while Shari nursed his prick-knob. Shari made gulping strait of pleasance and overeating, and then her oral fissure opened wide and the cock came bouncing out, slapping Anna in the face. As it touched her nose, it started to squirt.

'' Yes ! '' Mel shouted. `` Oh, eat my cum, you fucking sporting lady ! ''

He came a gusher, the cum boiling out of his balls. It splattered both charwoman 's faces. Anna was still holding him, and she shucked the dig, milking out his load. The women were kissing, licking one another, drinking the cum that puddled on their skin.

Anna got the end of his prick between her sassing and took his last jet square on the glossa, savoring the slime as it oozed down her pharynx. Then she bent down and resumed lapping the spilled-out cum from Shari River 's grimace.

Still breathing heavily, Mel dressed and went out.

'' You girls get cleaned up if you want, '' he said. `` I 'll be back in a little while. After that exercising, I need a drink. ''

Shari took a scroll of banknote from her purse. She peeled off five one C and handed them to Anna, who stared at the money, not quite believing that it was actually being offered to her.

'' You were great, '' Shari said. `` Really great. ''

Anna took the bills, uncertain what to do with them.

'' I mean it, '' Shari River said. `` I think that was the substantially ever. You were worth five hundred, and more. Listen, is there a number where we can get in touch with you ? Mel and I are in town three or four times a class. We 'd have it away to see you again. ''

Anna stared.

Shari laughed.

'' Oh, do n't you get it ? '' she asked, taking Anna 's hand. `` Mel 's my husband. We like to play plot. One of our pet is two whores on a St. John. I mean, I 'm not putting you down or anything, do n't get me wrong ! I like you. I like you very much. And I would come up with another hundred if you 'd let me present you how much. ''

Anna George I was truly shocked now. Chari was rolling her all over the bed, sliding her mouth up and down Anna 's body. She covered Anna 's lip in a tongue-scorching osculation, while her dead body insinuated itself between Anna 's thigh, and she rubbed her cunt insistently against Anna 's crotch, sighing as her hairless kitty stroked Anna 's cunt.

She pressed her bare tits, with their still-hard nipple, onto Anna 's chest, her own hands full of the other woman 's breast. She dug her fingers into the squishy tit-flesh, squeezing until the tit stiffened. Her drool flowed into Anna 's mouth, and her tongue was as fuck-crazed as a pissed cock, poking in and out. She thrust it deep and she made it wiggle like a snake.

'' Mel loves to fuck two women at once, '' Shari whispered, house of cards of spittle frothing on her sassing and sticking to Anna 's mouth. `` I like a little one-on-one. He left so we could bear a little privacy. Let 's prepare the almost of it, darling ! ''

She moved downward, making for the compass point of tit that her eagre fingers had teased to erection. Looking up, excitation gleaming in her eyes, she licked the nipples until they glistened, then sucked them into her mouth. She squeezed the tits together so that her mouth did n't have to travel so far, and she worked her straits back and Forth, biting one tit and then the early.

Anna lay back, opening her branch a minuscule wider so Shari could allay her body even closer. The friction of their slit was creating a vibrant, exciting heat in Anna 's crotch. She slid her hands up and down Shari 's rachis while the bare-cunted blond fed on her tits.

'' Yes, yes, hold on on licking me ! ''

Chari River had no intent of stopping ! She bit and chewed at the severe mamilla, eating them until Anna gasped and moaned. Anna rocked back. Her peg curled around Shari 's and she used her thigh muscularity to pluck her new lover in closer still, increasing the hot contact of their wake up pussies.

She pulled Shari 's face up and kissed the bilgewater off the blonde 's wet lip. This clock time it was Anna 's turn to get aggressive. She put her hired man on Shari 's cheeks and forced her backtalk open. Shari giggled and played reluctant.

Anna pressed with her tongue until the blonde 's mouth opened and Anna 's knife thrust inside. Then Anna rolled Shari River over and mounted her hot body.

She was all over Shari. She moved down to the mammilla, licking them until they were so wet her tongue could n't keep from skidding on the belittled but firm mounds. Her bridge player was down between Shari River 's thighs. Shari gasped and bucked.

She wiggled her finger's breadth in and out of the cleaning woman 's wet cunt, wiggling it deep inside just for the pleasure of watching Shari squirm. She 'd already smack her kitty, but she was hungry to smack it again. She left off sucking tit and kissed her way down Shari River 's belly, toward the spot where her cunt-hair used to be. It was impossible to lack that placement.

She pushed again, as if she meant to stuff her integral fist up Chari River 's fuck-hole. The blonde squealed and writhed and spread her legs wider, opening her cunt to the tone-beginning. Anna 's face was down between Shari thighs now. She bit and chewed the insides of them, leaving teeth-marks in the blonde 's creamy flesh.

Shari 's hands combed through Anna 's hair.

'' Oh, yes, eat my pussy ! '' she moaned. `` You do it soooo good, babe ! ''

Anna took her finger out and offered it to Chari River. The giggling blonde sucked it into her mouth as eagerly and earnestly as she 'd blow it up her cunt. She seemed to like the taste perception of her juices. She was n't the only one.

Anna pushed her nose into Shari 's crotch, sniffing. The pussy muscles sucked at her nose. All she could breathe was the smell of the blond 's arousal.

Chari lifted her knees and her cunt seemed to gape open. Anna replaced her wind with her clapper, poking it up the hole until she could advance no farther. She licked the hole inside- out, smacking her lips in pleasance. She grew more and more confident that she was going to be eating a lot more pussy in the future, though she had no idea right now where she was going to find any more pussy to eat.

The more she licked, the wetter Chari got. She was starting to get the trenchant impression that the midget blond was a lot more interested in women than men.

Her manpower were under Shari 's ass, pulling the blonde 's pussy up into her look. She had a business firm, limber ass. It was a tactile pleasance just to cause her fingers on it. As she sucked slit, she alternately spread and compressed the woman 's asscheeks. Chari River 's dog were braced on the mattress, and she had her ass completely off the bed. Anna was up on her stifle now, angling into the enraptured cunt.

She moved her tongue downward, onto the bantam first step of the blonde 's ass. It was so snug and delicate Anna could n't help wondering how in the fuck Chari River ever managed to squeeze a turd out the golf hole. Even when she licked it and diddled the tight ring with her tongue, it remained tight, sealed, almost reluctant to get involved.

Chari River was whining and moaning. Not much doubt she enjoyed having her ass licked. Anna smiled, a nasty idea coming to her. She let Shari sag down onto the bed and then she rolled the quivering blond onto her belly. She opened her second joint again and crawled between them, grimace pushing onto Shari River 's pussy from the tooshie.

The blond moved up on her knee, her ass lifting, and Anna followed its rise with her tongue. She was licking Shari 's pussy from back to front, her tongue sliding onto the hot pink clit from underneath. But she kept bringing her spit back to the ass, ravishing it again and again.

She could feel the petty hollow getting more relaxed. She poked with her tongue, and the ring yielded a bit, allowing her momentaneous shoal penetration.

'' Oh, you 're so dirty ! '' Chari River giggled. `` I like that in a girl ! ''

Anna bent slightly and brought her tits into play. She caressed the blonde 's twat with them. She even spread the cunt- lips and guided the visor of a nipple into the woman 's slit. She thought it might score Shari experience salutary, and she was inclined to opine it might make her feel sound too. She was right on both reckoning. The woman 's twat oral fissure sucked at her teat.

She tried her mamilla on Shari River 's ass, too. Much tighter, but just as much fun to tit-fuck. Slobber ran from her mouth and down her chin, spilling onto the curves of her titmouse.

Glancing about, she saw, still lying on the crumple bed, the vibrator she 'd used on herself in the encounter with Mel. The assault and battery had been almost drained, but she thought there might be a little lifetime still in them. She grabbed the thing and flipped it on. The buzzing was weak, but it was enough for what Anna had in mind.

'' Let 's play with this toy, '' she said, buzzing Shari River 's pussy with the vibrator. `` Bet you 've had it down there a few fourth dimension, right, baby ? ''

'' Mmmmm, rightfield ! '' Shari moaned. `` Slide it in and out of me, not too recondite, just in and out ! And tickle my clit, too ! I really like that ! ''

She worked the tip into Chari River 's cunt-hole, easing it gently in and out, just as she had requested. The blonde began to throb and whimper, obviously getting abstruse and deeper into her intimate ownership.

Anna took the opening, shoving the vibrator a little farther into her friend 's slit.

'' Ohhhhhhhhh ! '' Shari moaned. `` Not so bass ! ''

But she took it, and Anna smirked in gratification. She took a tighter grip on the foot of the dildo and pushed it until her fingertips were flush against Shari 's ass-crack. The blond moaned again. Anna rotated the vibrator inside her.

'' Fuck me, oh, fuck me, baby ! '' Chari River groaned, her voice as soporific as the muted buzz of the vibrator.

Anna fucked her.

There was an incredible sense of tycoon, of control, in the act of working the dildo in and out. She was beginning to understand, for the first meter, how a man must palpate shoving his cock up a woman 's slit. As she used the dildo, she was busy with her tongue on Shari River 's ass, continuing the arousal she 'd already begun there.

Anna kept the dildo busy, and she kept her lingua busybodied, too. Shari River 's ass did n't try particularly icky. Anna probably would n't sustain stopped even if it had. Her tongue was prodding the little mess, and the piddling hole was expanding a bit more each time it got licked.

Now it was time to use her finger.

She straightened up, keeping the vibrator moving, and she began to push at Chari 's ass-ring with her centre finger. Chari squealed at the feel of a digit attacking her ass, but she did n't ask Anna to stop, and Anna would n't have stopped even if she 'd been asked.

The finger entered Chari 's ass. The muscles gripped her fingerbreadth in a wet, sticky, almost greasy, heat. Anna prodded a metre or two, and then it seemed that the blonde 's ass took over the piece of work. Anna could sense her finger being drawn in and out.zzz

'' Oooohhhhh ! '' Shari gasped. `` You 're gon na make me cum if you do n't stop that ! And if you stop, I 'll rip your tits off ! ''

Anna smiled. She felt very smug and self-satisfied right wing now. But she had one more ace up her arm. With a wrench of her wrist, she yanked the dildo out of Shari 's cunt, then lay down on her back, beneath the blonde 's elate genitals. Her finger came out of Chari River 's ass, and she moved the dildo up to the finger-dilated hollow while her glossa began to move up and down the crafty wet crack of Shari River 's pussy.

'' Oh, you dirty cunt ! '' Shari cried. `` You 're not gon na, ''

Anna put the tip of the vibrator public square against the blonde 's ass and gave it a stabbing jab. Her fingerbreadth had reamed the mean ass to some extent. It was still as close as hell, but the porta was n't nearly as snug as it had been, and the end of the vibrator entered Chari.

The vibrator pushed its way up Shari 's ass while Anna feasted on the blonde 's muddy pussy. Anna was squeezing her own thighs together, massaging the bun of her own puss, and she could finger heat energy building dramatically inside it. Chari was n't the simply one with a wet slit.

She kept on tonguing the woman 's button and the cunt while she moved the dildo in short jab up Shari 's ass.

If she 'd kept at it long enough, she could probably consume shoved the matter so far up Chari that it came out her mouth. But Shari climaxed long before that point, and, to her own surprisal, Anna 's coming came only a consequence or two later. The top executive and the sex, and the scent of raw puss sent her hurtling over the edge, though, and the two cleaning woman collapsed into a sweat-soaked heap of flesh.

Shari River pulled Anna up, kissing her thirstily.

'' God, that was tremendous, '' she said. `` You 've got ta give us your number ! Even if Mel ca n't wee-wee it, I 'm gon na fall back for some more of that sweet hot cunt of yours, sister ! Oh, you 've earned your money tonight ! ''

'' I just try to keep the client satisfied, '' Anna said.

With the money, six hundred dollars, tucked into her stocking top, Anna George felt like a satisfied bawd. She was cook for something dissimilar.

For one thing, she was a little hungry, and she remembered, from her college days, an nightlong food shop that served absolutely delicious pepperoni rolls. She had two with all the trimmings and, as she was driving away, she saw a lighted church service. A few people were entering for midnight peck.

Anna took the money out of her stocking top. She hurried into the church and dropped five hundred dollars into the poorbox. She kept one hundred. The car would need gas before she got habitation, and she was n't carrying her quotation card. She 'd regain her nonprofessional status. She was no longer a whore, just a fun fuck.

Anna labor around a bit, with no real address in hired hand. She just was n't quite ready to go home yet. And she was still trying to decide what to do about her husband and his treason.

Maybe it was partly her fault. Maybe she 'd been a little Conservative in bed. Maybe that 's why he 'd taken on another cleaning lady. From what she 'd seen on bull's eye Moller 's videotape, it was obvious that Jan Darcy was not at all conservative when it came to sex.

The petty redheaded slut had giggled with gloating at the outlook of taking Roger 's cock in her pussy, her back talk, her ass. She 'd even wrapped her nipple around his rooster and let him squirt off in her freckled cheek.

But Anna did n't feel very Conservative now, considering what she had done today. She found herself thinking about the wavelike patch of red hair around Jan 's pussy. Roger appeared to relish nuzzling his face in it. Anna wondered if she would witness it just as tasty.

She passed a telephone cubicle and, on an impulse, stopped the car. Although she knew what the resultant would be, she needed to be trusted. She dialed Roger 's hotel in New York and waited for the patchboard to ring his elbow room. A woman answered. She had a piano voice and identified herself as Mrs George. Anna apologized for getting the incorrectly number and hung up.

She was near a warehouse belonging to Schroyer Electronics. Anna parked on the street and climbed up the loading dock. She entered the building as if she owned the plaza.

Actually, she did. It was one of the businesses whose controlling interest she 'd inherited from her father, though she did n't take away part in any of the operations.

The place was stacked high with boxed in boob tube, VCRs, microwaves, stereos. mineworker had a range of mountains of discount rate stores all over the state, and this was the chief warehouse.

She heard music coming from a room to the side, and she went in that direction. The door was open, and she saw three guys sitting at a board, playing cards, sipping whiskey, and shooting the crap.

The men did n't observe her, which gave Anna a consequence to look them over.

Two of them were untried, probably smart out of high school, one a greaser type with slick hair, the former a sandy-blonde, both wearing dungaree and fruitless T-shirt that showed off their well- acquire biceps. The 3rd man was older, perhaps in his mid- thirties. His grimace was turned away, but there was something familiar about the chassis of his head.

'' You better take a royal flush, '' said the younger of the two stud poker, taking a bill off the stack of one dollar bill in front of him. He put it down in the shopping center of the table and then poured himself a drinking. `` If you do n't, I 'm going plate a fat man tonight. ''

The early stud filled his own paper cup. He was out of the mitt.

'' I 'm going home a horny man, '' he said. `` Sarah Ann 's on the rag. There 's no fuckin'justice. ''

Anna cleared her throat.

'' Hey, '' she said, leaning against the doorpost, `` who do I have to sleep with to get a drinkable around here ? ''

They all turned, and Anna 's jaw dropped when she saw the case of the third man. It was bell ringer Moller, the tec who 'd fetch the goodness on her husband.

Moller 's expression did n't change as he stared back at Anna, though it was obvious he recognized her. He laid his visiting card down and he looked at her calmly.

The guy who was n't going to bonk Sarah Ann stood up.

'' You could always start with me, '' he said, picking up the feeding bottle and holding it out.

'' Good a berth as any, '' Anna said, moving toward the table.

brand Moller leaned back in his chairwoman. He had a cigarette in one hand, a theme cup in the other. He tilted his psyche to one side and watched Anna through narrowed eyes. What the ship's bell was he doing here ? she wondered. Was the snoop business so bad he had to assume a warehouse job at night, just to take a shit ends meet ? But by that time, the night young greaser with the gymnastic material body was standing in forepart of her, and she reached for the bottle he held in his manus.

'' Cheers, '' she said, tipping it and pouring a barb down her throat. She was n't much of a drinker, never had been.

No one was playing cards now. The other young guy was on his feet, his ovolo hitched in the belt loops of his blue jean. His T- shirt was skin-tight, and he had the most gorgeous body Anna had ever seen in her liveliness.

Anna 's eye drifted downward, checking out the front of his stringent jeans. The gibbousness of his hammer was plain to see. The box of Anna 's mouth lifted in a grinning. She took another deglutition and said, `` Well, I suppose you want to be paid for the whiskey, right, dude ? ''

She put the bottle down on the add-in table and went to the man who had handed it to her. She pushed herself against him, first with the mammilla, then coming in at private parts level. He was about Anna 's size of it, and she stared into his heart from an inch away while she stroked his organic structure with her own. Her mouth was open, the tip of her lingua showing between the backtalk. She slid her lingua along her backtalk, moistening them, and her eyes sparkled a challenge.

'' Man, I do n't fuckin'believe this ! '' he gasped, grabbing her ass and squeezing her body tight against his.

Her ramification spread, and she surrounded him with them. She thrust her twat vigorously, massaging his privates until she felt the spirit beginning to flow life into his putz. It hardened inside his pants as she kept her body in natural process.

He fondled her ass excitedly, grinding her ass in his hand. She pushed herself into him, moving her crotch up and down against his cock and clump. She could feel the length of his prick in there. Her tongue fucked into his mouth and her drool merged with his.

Her script encircled him, and she cupped his ass. She stroked up and down, feeling the ripple of his musculus. She pushed her hands down inside the top of his pants, inside his shorts, athirst to sense bare flesh under her fingers.

She opened her mouth for a buss. His breath tasted of whiskey. So did hers. She was starting to feel the liquor at the back of her head, a tingling buzz. She could feel her teddy crotch getting damp, and there was a throb at the degree of her hardening clit.

He turned her around, backing Anna up against the edge of the table. She parked her ass on the side, and he lifted her bird. His hand moved on the insides of her thigh, back and forth, his fingertips brushing across the crotch of her teddy. Suddenly he thrust his hand inside the leg opening and got himself a fistful of her wet bitch.

His finger's breadth entered her twat after scraping the hard bud of her clit, and she spread her pegleg, the muscle automatically drawing him deeper into her fuck-hole. She squeezed with her snatch, milking his finger's breadth, coating it in the wetness that was already flowing like piss from her pussy.

'' Oh, crap, '' he said. `` This kick is primed and cook ! ''

He brought his hand out and waved the fingers in forepart of his buddy 's face. The other guy sniffed and grinned. stain Moller still sat on the former side of the table, sipping at his theme cup of whiskey.

They were both on her then, getting her out of her dress and sliding down the shoulder strap of her shift to publicise her jiggling teat. Each of them took a tit in hand, pinching the mamilla to defecate them fend up even gravid and stiffer. One of them leaned down to submit a wet-mouthed sucking. Anna stroked his caput while he fed at her tit, and she gurgled in satisfaction.

The other guy was pulling the teddy bear downward, then off her foundation. Now she was naked except for her skid and stockings.

'' What are your epithet ? '' she asked throatily. `` Introductions are civilized. ''

'' I 'm Ed, '' said the one who had struck her as the hunkier of the two. He was rubbing his hand across her belly, just above the upper border of her pussy-bush. The bulge in his tight denim had become enormous.

'' And I 'm Jeremy, '' the darker one said, licking drool off his rim as he raised his fount from Anna 's wet, slobber-coated teat.

'' The old fart over there is Nick Krikorian, '' Ed said. `` I think he 's too old to get aroused. holy place crap, baby, what 's this ? Do n't you have a bag ? '' He touched the upper bound of her stockings and the C buck bill that was folded inside it.

'' Shut up and convey out your stopcock, '' she said. `` You 're getting for free what the last guy paid a thousand dollar mark for. ''

She slid down off the bound of the mesa. She dropped to her knees, the two youthful guys facing her from either side, and she waited for them to unzip. They got the content, hauling their semi-hard cocks out. Anna smiled, took one in each paw, and began to stroke them with a fleshly rhythm. They were n't entirely heavily yet, and that was good. She enjoyed the feel of a prick getting remains in her deal, or inside her back talk. She caressed them a few more prison term, then leaned toward Ed and stroked her tongue across the end of his prick. It throbbed on her spit. She pulled it into her mouth, sucking like a guppy in little hungry drink that moved his cockhead in and out. His cock stiffened quickly, until the avoirdupois of his cockhead almost gagged her. She sucked it across her clapper, making it wet, and making him horny. `` Another one over here, sister, '' Jeremy said, and she turned quickly, releasing Ed 's hammer and sliding her moist lips down over the tip of Jeremy 's. They were pretty well-hung for such young guy wire, and their cocks pulsated with the novelty and vitality of youth. Her mouth slid lower and miserable down the rising shaft of Jeremy 's shaft. It expanded between her rim, across her tongue, beginning to simmer with the heat energy of lustfulness. She was playing with Ed 's pricking while she ate Jeremy 's, but she ached for another gustatory perception of him. Anna turned again, and opened her mouth to Ed 's prick, purring as it slid home. Her fist moved erotically on Jeremy 's cock, making sure as shooting he stayed just and hard.

She got a glimpse of Mark Moller. Nick Krikorian, the boy had called him. Why was he using a fake name ? Oh, God, she thought, he must be on a case ! Undercover ! But what would he be doing at the Miners Electronics storage warehouse ? She did n't really deliver clip to vex about it. She was eating two hot hard cock, one after the other, her chief bobbing back and forth from one whoreson to the next. They glistened with her spit, and their taste coated her tongue. She squirmed a bit where she knelt, bringing her thighs together so they could bosom against the excited bun of her snatch, and she felt wetness down there that compared to the drool she had spilled on Ed 's and Jeremy 's prick. As she sucked, she rocked herself up and down, accentuating the pressure on her pussy. `` Shit, what a mouth ! '' one of them sighed, fucking rich into Anna. She gagged at the poking of his dick, but she made her throat open, and suddenly she was gulping him straight to the balls. She made gasping, throaty racket around his prick as it began to bonk in and out quickly. Anna gagged again, hardly able to go on up with him but too horny now to make him stop. It was Jeremy. He had a longsighted, fairly thin cock, but it felt and tasted gigantic as it fucked her throat. She eased her look out of the way and let her tongue microscope slide up and down on his prick as it swished back and forth before her sass.

'' Get your fucking pants off, I wan na give suck your Lucille Ball, too ! '' she gasped, taking Ed 's hammer in both hands and lapping like a athirst dog at the bulbous tip.

He was n't circumcised, and she played with the prepuce while she licked on him.

'' Now you get nude, too, '' she said, releasing his cock and turning her attention to Jeremy, who was stripped to his socks and tee shirt. He had a really slenderize waist, and a skinny ass, and his pecker stuck out like a pipe. His glob were huge, and Anna went straight for them. She leaned down, turning her face upward. He opened his wooden leg, standing straddled, his hands braced on her head. She nibbled his balls, pulling the hair with her teeth. Her fist was full of his dick, and she masturbated him energetically while her tongue slid around the radix of his musket ball, up into the snap of his ass, then down again. She licked his surd rooster, moving up and down the shaft. Coming to the cockhead, she kissed it wetly, then slapped it with her spit. Precum was already oozing from his cockhead. She scooped them up with her finger's breadth, smeared them down the shaft, and licked them away. Her sassing fitted over the helmet-like thickening of his mother fucker, and she sucked it juicily, purring while she slid it in and out in short drink. She used her knife furiously, sliding it around the sharpness of his cockhead. Her hand clutched his balls.

'' Do n't do that, baby, '' he said, `` you 're gon na screw up my balls off ! ''

Still on her knees, she turned quickly. Ed was out of his jeans and shorts now, and his erect cock bobbed toward her, but she evaded it with a giggle. She was n't finished with Jeremy yet. She grabbed one of the paper cups from the table. It contained perhaps half an column inch of whisky. She swirled it, her handwriting still in use on Jeremy 's prick, and she moved toward him with the cup.

'' spurt in here, '' she said. `` I want to see the cum flying from your prick ! ''

She angled his cock downward and held the cup just beneath his turncock. Leaning down, she licked his cockhead with abandon, stroking up the lance.

'' Cum, baby ! '' she whispered, her lips fluttering against his cockhead. `` Cum for me ! ''

'' Ah ! '' he sighed, and his cock quivered in her hand. Her eyes lit up as she saw the gushing eruption of jism. The thick white goo shot into the whiskey at the bottom of the cup.

She worked him until he had gone dry, and then she cleaned his dick with her natural language, licking away the last dripping gob of touchwood as it emerged from his cockhead.

'' Now it 's your number, '' she said to Ed, crawling toward him on her knees. She had the cup in one hand and she was licking her brim.

He held his prick out, and she covered it with her back talk, sliding down almost to his balls in one hungry swallow. He fucked into her mouth. He was obviously on the verge of cumming, too.

She could palpate Mark Moller 's eyes on her from the back end. She hoped he liked what he was seeing. She knew he had liked what she 'd given him in his function.

'' You gon na cum for me ? '' she asked Ed, looking up at him. `` You gon na fill my cup with your Milk, baby ? ''

He stuck the end of his cock into the top of the cup and said, `` Oh, poop ! ''

His prick bounced around inside the paper cup, almost knocking it out of Anna 's helping hand. She grabbed his scratch and finished milking it.

He was dry, but he was still voiceless, and Anna smiled. She rocked back on her heel and looked up at the two Edward Young men. `` Cheers again, guys !

She swirled the mixture of cum and whisky in the cup until it blended, and then she poured it all down her throat in one hungry swallow.

'' Now, '' she said, standing up, `` since you guy rope are still hard, and I mean laborious, I suppose you 'd like to bonk me ! ''

'' On the early hand, '' Anna said, stepping back, `` a distich of big horny guys like you, maybe you might want to do all kind of wicked things to me. Like a gang-bang, or maybe even both of you fucking me at the same time. You would n't possess anything like that in mind, now, would you ? ''

'' Who, us ? '' Ed said, bouncing one of her tits. He pinched gently at her pink mamilla, lengthening it between his finger's breadth. Anna sighed and shoved her tit into his grasp. `` Would we do anything like that to a babe like you ? You got us all wrong ! We 're man ! ''

'' Right, '' Jeremy said, fingering her pussy once more. He worked into her wet cakehole, sliding his digit in and out. Anna felt the scrumptious friction, and her cunt began to moisten a bit more, her clit pulsating with desire. `` Just because you walk in off the street and suck us both off, it does n't think of we 're gon na treat you like some kind of wild slut ! ''

scar Moller was still watching, a fresh coffin nail between his lips. He lit it and then took a sip of whiskey.

The room was not designed with orgies in intellect. The trading floor was concrete, both rough and cold, and there was nothing remotely resembling a bed anywhere. The scorecard tabular array was too decrepit for screw, so it had to be the floor.

'' I 'll be on top, '' Anna said. She tapped Jeremy on the chest. `` You were the first to squirt. You should be recharged by now. On your ass, scantling, and let me have that slit of yours ! ''

He put his jeans under his ass and lay down on them. His dick was n't entirely smashed, but it was pretty finish. Anna squatted above him, using both hands to function his cock. She felt it stiffening between her frictioning medal and smiled.

'' That 's what I want, '' she said. `` Let 's fuck ! ''

She moved the tip of his cock through her sopping wet pussy- hair. She had n't realized how wet she was until she heard the squashing noise his cock made. He thrust upward as soon as he felt her succulent wetness on his prick. His cock entered her, shoving, but she lifted upward, not quite set to swallow him yet. She wanted a screwing, but there was an component of annoyer in her character she had never known was there before, and she was rather enjoying the sensation. Anna slid up and down, just lipping his cock with her pussycat. He was breathing hard, thrusting as best he could, but she controlled the activity and she only let him go as deep into her cunt as she wanted. The promise of his hard putz up her pussy made her skin crawl with anticipation, but it was nearly as a good deal fun teasing and tantalizing herself as to do it to him. She came down slowly, engulfing Jeremy 's cock without warning.

'' Oh, sister ! '' he gasped, shoving up to meet her. The bulging pith of his shaft spread the snugness of her pussy rampart, and the wetness flowed down her cunt to moisten his progress.

She sank down until she could drop no farther. Her cunt was stuffed entire of his putz.

Anna rocked atop him, relishing the feel of his cock in her pussy. His hands were all over her consistence. He really seemed to like her titmouse. She really liked the way he liked them. Leaning forward, she fed them to the kid. He sucked like a infant starved for Milk, and she was sorry as hell she could n't let him have any.

'' Gim me another potable of that whiskey, '' she said, and Ed handed her the bottle.

She slopped the liquor into her back talk, some of it spilling down her chin and onto her tits. She felt warm and wild and willing.

'' Now I want your cock, '' she said to Ed, returning the bottle.

He was quick to pay it. She sucked him in, blowing wetly around his prick while she fucked Jeremy 's rooster in and out of her dripping puss.

His hammer fattened inside her mouth, and she moved back and forth on it in long thirsty drink. Now that she 'd actually done it a few meter, she found that it was n't all that tough to deep-throat a rooster, even a big one like Ed 's.

'' How about you, dude ? '' she called to patsy Moller. `` These bozo say you 're too old to get it up. You do n't look so old to me. Bet you have one big prick in those pant. Why not come over and show up it to me ? ''

'' Nah, '' he said. `` I really am too old. Anyway, infant, I think you 're practically too wild for me. Us old guys have to take aim it easy, you know ? I think I 'll just watch. ''

'' Your loss, '' she said, going down on Ed 's incision again. She took the bottle from his hands and poured some booze on his cock, slurping it off the skin.

She was bouncing hard on Jeremy 's rooster now, getting a sweetness hot ride from it. She took him cryptic, her cunt grinding against his balls. She wished she could give her bitch wide enough to wet-nurse his Ball up her twat along with his long stopcock.

She squirmed, making her button pounding as it scraped his cock- tomentum, and she felt fresh oozes of wetness down the distribution channel of her pussy. His cock kept fucking in and out of her, and she kept gulping it with the muscle of her raise cunt while she fed on the overindulge length of his supporter 's prick.

'' Mmmmmm ! '' she moaned, licking her lips and rubbing Ed 's hammer all over her face. `` I thought you guys said something about double-fucking me ! ''

'' You serious ? '' Ed asked. `` Oh, crap, baby, I knew I had the correct inherent aptitude when I did n't address in sick tonight ! ''

He came around behind her as she continued to jazz his friend. He felt her up from the hind end, and she sat upright, easing herself back against him. His men were wax of her boob, and he was chewing on her cervix, her ears, her shoulders. She could feel his firm hard cock bumping against her ass. Anna had no melodic theme if she could actually take on two guy cable at the same time, but she was too drunk and too excited to manage.

'' screw me in the ass while Jeremy rams my slit, '' she said to Ed. `` I want that tool of yours stirring my crap ! ''

He cupped her ass and hefted the impudence, seeking her ass with his finger. She was bouncing so hard on Jeremy that it was difficult for him to get a grip, but suddenly he was there. His finger speared straight into her ass !

Anna yelped and almost jumped straight off Jeremy 's prick. She 'd been fucked in the pussy tonight, and she 'd been fucked up the ass, but never simultaneously, and even the feel of Ed 's finger's breadth in her ass, thrusting along with the dig of Jeremy 's cock up her twat, was a appall surprise.

She leaned forward, raising her ass, slowing down her rhythm on Jeremy 's cock.

'' Good Shepherd, you 're tight ! '' Ed gasped. `` I figured a cocotte 's ass for being as big as a b doorway ! Do n't feel like this sister 's ever been used for anything but farting ! ''

He fucked her, spreading the tautness, and she swayed and moaned in response.

He moved his finger vigorously, prodding as deeply into Anna 's ass as he could thrust, rotating the fingers as he moved them in and out. She bit her lip and squirmed atop Jeremy 's pussy-piercing cocksucker, and she gasped when Ed added two to a greater extent fingers.

They did n't feel quite as big as Mel 's cock, but they were impressive as snake pit, and she writhed under their regular, relentless attack. She moved forward and back, keeping Jeremy 's pricking fussy inside her close cunt. Looking back over her shoulder at Ed, she said in a defiant vocalism, `` Well, dude, are you just gon na act with it, or do you intend to fuck it too ? ''

'' I 'm gon na fuck it, '' Ed said. He pulled his fingers out, and before her ass had had time to contract, he thrust his pecker into the dilated initiative.

She could n't keep from screaming when his pecker pierced her. Even though he 'd reamed her with his finger's breadth and sire her ass ready, there was no way she could have got been prepared for the sudden stabbing dip of his mother fucker up her ass.

He was fat-cocked, and his prick was a lot bigger than his fingerbreadth.

The pressure of Jeremy 's stopcock in her cunt made her ass even tighter than it was by nature, but Ed was totally intent on fucking Anna 's ass, and he just rammed her with his cock until it was fully imbedded. Jeremy paused momentarily beneath her, just marking time with his prick, allowing Ed the replete pleasure of splitting Anna 's ass.

But it would n't bear been human for him to be motionless beneath her forever. Ed was fucking hard, and Anna rocked before his brute ass-busting tone-beginning. Jeremy grabbed Anna 's swaying tits and started to do it her slit, really pouring on the cock this clock time.

She was pinned between them, the slave of their desires. Ed hunched over her from the butt, his substantial arms encircling her while he fucked her ass, giving her all she had asked for and to a greater extent. Jeremy slurped and bit her teat, squirming to shove his shaft up her cunt again and again, matching his pal throw for virgule.

Maybe it was the whiskey. Maybe it was the fuck. Maybe it was just the fact that she knew Mark Moller was sitting over by the board, watching everything the guy rope did to her ! Anna could n't hold back her climax. It hit her like a tank and she screamed, exploding between the two hard-fucking boys.

They did n't stop. They kept on pounding her with their brute cocks, filling her pussy again and again.

'' Ohhh, you bastards ! '' she moaned. `` You dirty, assfucking, pussy-fucking shit ! Make me cum ! attain me cum all over your hard rooster ! Shoot me full of your cum ! fuck me till your cum runs out of my goddamn ears ! ''

Ed 's only response was to shove his prick so far up her ass that she could almost smack it on the binding of her knife. He rabbit-fucked her ass in a serial publication of almost wolf thrusts, each of them sending Anna over the edge in a brand new way. Jeremy kept pushing his cock up her bitch, but he was simply keeping the stewpot bubbling while Ed finished the bitch off.

'' Here it comes, sister ! '' Ed growled. `` Put your fingers in your ears ! ''

She felt his cock balloon inside her ass as it prepared to force out, and she knew it was gon na be a blasting orgasm. She rocked hard, banging his breakwater with her ass, the jiggle of her asscheeks against his belly urging him to let his cum fly.

He shoved his prick all the way into her, and it went off like a deepness bursting charge. She stiffened and endured the ecstatic eruption of his hammer, allowing the emotions to flux with her own and add her orgasm to even higher grade.

Then Jeremy 's SOB gushed inside Anna 's slit, and she collapsed, the two son equally limp above her and beneath her, their bodies melting into a cumulation on the story.

'' That was something else, babe, '' Ed said to her as she got into her apparel. Anna was wobbly on her invertebrate foot, but she felt terrific. Even if she was still pretty drunk. `` Mmm, that fucking was worth More than a drink ! Hey, I know ! Come on, hombre ! ''

The four of them went out into the warehouse, patsy Moller following. Ed posed grandly, pointing to the flock of boxed-in electronic appliances.

'' You got a DVD ? '' Ed asked. `` You want an extra one ? Got a warehouse full of the fuckers. Take one. On me. Lem me get you one. ''

Jeremy grinned. `` Right, man ! And how about a TV so you can watch stuff on the DVD ? There 's a Sony over here that 's with child. I got one at home myself. Or would you rather have a microwave oven ? ''

Anna was n't that drunkard.

'' You can throw this stuff away ? '' she asked.

'' trusted, '' Jeremy said with a blinking. `` It does n't cost us a fucking cent. All comes out of overhead. Just our way of saying thanks for a odorous fuck, babe. This job gets boring late at night, and you really made it swing. C'mon, St. Mark, you got to find out. What are you gon na give the lady ?

'' I think I better give her a ride home, '' Mark Moller said. `` She 's too nookie drunk to labour. Hell, she can hardly stand up ! ''

Anna protested, but he led her outside anyway. Jeremy and Ed tailed them, carrying box from the warehouse. Anna got in, and Moller slid behind the wheel.

'' I 'll be back a lilliputian later, '' he said to the son as they put the boxwood in the hindquarters. `` Cover for me if the boss comes along. ''

'' Jesus Christ, '' Anna said, soaking in the tub. Moller sat on the bathroom seat, smoking another coffin nail. `` You 're investigating employee pilfering, right ? ''

'' I ca n't make a living just by catching married man who fuck the faulty woman, '' Moller said.

'' What happens to the Guy ? ''

'' I turn in my study. Now I have you as a watcher. But it 's not the showtime merchandise they 've ripped off. If they 're lucky, they only get fired. Maybe jail. ''

Anna shrugged. A unspoiled fuck was one thing, but after all, those ripe young guys were stealing from a company she owned. They 'd just let to take the carte du jour that were handle them. She 'd leave it up to the plank at Miners Electronics.

She stood up, urine running down her body. He handed her a towel and she wiped it lazily over her consistence as she stood on the rug by the tub.

'' What about you ? '' he asked, putting out his cigarette. `` I gather you 've been out getting a trivial revenge on your married man. ''

Anna smiled. That was one way to describe it. She moved past tense Moller. He caught her by the wrist and turned her around.

'' What do you plan to do about him ? ''

'' Who knows ? He 's in New York with that adulteress, '' she said. She knotted the towel around her body. `` Why did n't you join the guys ? We could have had a four-way. Maybe I could cause blown you while they fucked me. I 've never tried it with three guys at once. ''

'' I do n't go for orgies, '' he said.

He stroked her tits with the back of his hand. Anna smiled. It felt pretty good.

'' I met a couple tonight, '' she said. `` They had a unusual way of spicing up their wedding. It got me thinking about me and Roger. I guess I still love him. I would n't be so pissed off at him if I did n't care. When he gets back from New York, I think I 'm going to show him the evidence, then we 'll just have to reach an agreement. Do you know, I even ate pussy tonight ? I never did that before. I liked it. I think I could savour eating the kitty of that redheaded slut my husband 's been fucking around with. It might just write our marriage. ''

She undid the towel and let it slither down her dead body. Her quivering tits seemed to leap out at him.

'' You know, '' she said, `` maybe it would help oneself me, with Roger, I mean, if I also showed him some videotapes of me. Getting fucked by some guy and loving the shit out of it. Just to let him know that if push button comes to shove, I can ascertain another guy with no trouble ! Even if I 'm no raving beauty, I do n't seem to have much trouble when I apply myself. ''

Moller smiled.

'' I could get you some television. But it would probably search a hell of a lot better if we maybe rehearsed a piddling first, you know ? '' He gave her a playful slap on the ass. `` Okay, baby, why do n't you pack a douche bag and an enema and rinse a slight. I 'll be waiting for you in the chamber. No time like the demonstrate for rehearsing, is there ? ''

When Anna came into the bedroom, all shined and powdered and new as spring, Mark was lying on the bed in his boxer shorts. The tip of his dick was showing through the prick at the battlefront. Anna remembered how dependable it had tasted, and how goodness it had felt fucking her. She smiled and eased onto the bed alongside him.

He moved down her organic structure with hands and back talk, arousing every part of her. As he fed on her tits, her belly, as his mouth worked down to the pouting piece of her pussy, she began to understand that, at the very least, Moller seemed to have a bit of a crush on her. There was a distinctly quixotic twist to the way his natural language flicked her stiffen button and dipped into the cockle sassing of her pussy.

He got his finger into her kitty, fucking it slowly in and out while he nibbled on her slit. It was a sensuous and sensitive overture, and she could not resist. Twisting around, she took his turncock in her hand, then started to lick it.

Her mouth stretched open, the backtalk red and moist and volition. She sucked him inside, loving him friskily with her glossa as she moved the cockhead in and out. His tongue was trench in her pussy now, his cunt-wet finger stroking softly over the hardened button of her clit. Each caress sent fresh shudder of delight racing through Anna.

Her hands worked on the shaft of his putz while her mouth nursed at his node. She wanted to feel his cum squirting across her tongue, but she also craved to finger that hard firm cock thrusting hotly and wildly inside her pussycat.

'' Oh, let 's fuck, '' she said, raising her brim from his cock. `` I really think I need to be fucked again. ''

'' That makes two of us, '' Mark Moller said. He turned, sliding up against Anna, his eager hands all over her body.

She opened herself to his caresses, covering his script as they fondled her mammilla. She made him pinch the stiff mamilla, and he lifted them to her face so she could lick and nurse at them too. Their tongue dueled over the points of her tits.

She guided his fingerbreadth down to her wet bitch, easing them into her fuck-hole so she could milk them with her cunt muscles and prove just how gear up and commove she really was.

He turned Anna over onto her position and pushed against her from the rear. She threw a leg back over him, then reached down between her wooden leg to entrap his peter in her hand. She stroked it, adoring the firm strength of his cock, and then she pulled it to her waiting pussy. Anna groaned as his sozzled dick sank habitation.

'' Oh, fuck me now ! '' she whispered, her body pulsating to the rhythm of his driving cock.

He fucked into her, picking up speed.

Moller held her tits. She leaned her face back to buss him, moaning into his backtalk as the craze of his stabbing stopcock grew more and more irresistible. She frigged her pussycat while she received his prick, and her clit swelled under her briskly rubbing fingers. Cum oozed from her cunt, soaking his bastard as it moved in and out.

'' Just for old time 's sake ? '' she said, sliding forward, her snatch pulling way from Moller 's cock. She lifted her leg and spread her asscheeks, baring her ass. He smiled, guiding his prick in the direction she wanted.

She was getting used to assfucking now, it seemed. He fumbled a bit, but her ass-ring quickly sucked him in, and she gave a howl cry of joy as her ass was filled with his throbbing cock.

He was the first of all guy who 'd ever fucked her ass. She 'd always receive a soft spot for him. His cock pumped energetically into that soft spot, and Anna kept on squeezing and flicking her clit, soaking her fingers in the cum that leaked from her cunt. Her world had fallen apart just this morning, but with her ass full of fall guy Moller 's cock and her cunt boiling beneath her fingerbreadth, she felt safe and impregnable and sure-footed once again. It did n't matter what happened when Roger came back from New York and she confronted him with the truth. Anna had looked inside herself, and she was please with what she had found there. Another orgasm was simmering in her cunt, and it looked like tomorrow would be a very gracious day.



The End

© Kysa Braswell