Banging Anna 's Ass

( FF/M+, bi, anal retentive )

by Kysa Braswell

'' Jesus H. Jesus of Nazareth ! '' Anna George cried, pounding her fist on the desk top. She picked up the glossy black and white pic and started ripping them to pieces.

'' You knew, going into it, that it might amount to something like this, '' Mark Moller said. `` If you had n't been shady, you 'd never have hired me in the world-class shoes. ''

'' I know, '' Anna said, dropping the torn moving-picture show. She stared at the DVD. The itch was impregnable within her to yank the disc out of the machine and stomp it with her hound. `` 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 squawk ! ''

She could n't consider that she was actually in a detective 's office, that she had just seen photograph and videotape evidence her married man was cheating on her. She could n't believe she had hired the detective to get the evidence in the first place. She 'd been incontrovertible, in the rachis of her mind, that there was some other account for Roger 's behavior. Even if she could n't suppose 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 loose woman ? ''

'' Her name is Jan Darcy, '' the detective said, taking a folder from his desk. `` This is the profile. She works in a law office. They handle some of the business relating to your founding 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 places, for about six months. ''

Anna picked up one of the lacerated photo. The tramp was attractive enough, she supposed, though it was laborious to severalise. In the picture she had a mouthful of Roger 's tool and she was sucking it with stiff immersion, her eyes closed, her rim stretched by the thick hard pecker that was shoved between them. The television had been even worse. Anna 's detective had gotten into Jan Darcy 's apartment and set up a camera. The solvent had been a half-hour record starring Anna 's husband and his redheaded slut. Anna 's heart filled with teardrop. She felt betrayed and affront.

'' 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 tart can get by on what she makes as a law office staff receptionist. You do have duplicate of these ? ''

She indicated the torn photos.

He nodded. `` That 's the normal response. nearly women tear up the pictures. I can have Sir Thomas More when you need them. ''

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

'' It 's not just the cheating, '' she said. `` Do n't you substantiate how this makes me experience ? For Redeemer 's sake, am I such a goddamn dog that he 'd have to go looking for another cleaning woman ? ''

brand Moller shook his chief.

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

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

There was an antique leather lounge in presence of a big window. Anna leaned back, holding up her fictile cup. Mark Moller poured some hard drink into it. He freshened his own drink and looked at her as he sipped.

'' Are you staring at me ? '' she asked, giggling slightly. It was much too betimes in the day to be drinking, and the whiskey had gone straight to her chief. On the early handwriting, it felt pretty damn good to be giddy and carefree, 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 glass. `` I ca n't imagine where in the hell your husband 's mind is. A man that would cheat on you probably does n't merit to have a putz. ''

She put down her own glass, tilting her pass as she stared back at him.

'' Normally, '' target said, `` I almost hope that my investigations do n't grow up anything incriminating. When you came in and asked me to assure out your hubby, I found myself praying I 'd charm the fucker with his knickers down. ''

Mark Moller put his hand on Anna 's knee, just below the hem of her short skirt. She felt the warmness of him flow into her flesh.

'' Age you trying to establish up my self-confidence ? '' she asked slowly. Her optic moved up and down his dead body. She saw the anatomy of a hard cock at his genitals, protruding a dependable eight column inch down his leftover leg.

He guided her hand onto his putz.

'' You 're severe, '' she whispered.

He nodded.

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

She stood up, breathing hard. The penchant of the whiskey was in her throat, but that was n't why she felt so heated up. She had led a sheltered liveliness, with a strict and protective father. She 'd only had a couple of men before Roger, and she had stayed a virgin till she was twenty-one. But she 'd come to get laid sex and the want of it had been driving her crazy. onanism could n't bolt down the fires that smoldered inside her, but she 'd never have dreamed of cheating on her husband. sucker watched, idly caressing the erected length of his tool, as Anna undressed. She made a production of it, taking off her chick first and showing her hanker, slim leg, the stockings and garters, the skimpy lacing of her string step-in. turn, she undid her blouse, then turned toward him, exposing her teat in their flimsy silk bra. She came toward him, a niggling wobbly from the potable, and she let his bridge player discover her body.

He really was n't bad-looking, she decided, thrusting her knocker into his hired hand. With her hound on, she was an inch or so taller than he, but Mark appeared to be in pretty practiced shape, and he wore his body well. She eased the jacket off his shoulders while he was undoing her bra. It came loose, and her pap spilled out. `` Jesus ! '' he gasped. She knew she had better bosom than the tightfitting cunt Roger was fucking. She thought she was prettier. Of course, Jan had an ass that looked fantastic on her skinny anatomy, and Anna could n't quite equate in that department. And the saucer proved that she had no scruple about sharing her ass with Anna 's hubby. Anna had watched in shock as Roger guided his arduous 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. marker Moller took her judgment off her problems quickly. As soon as her tits were stark, he started to suck them. He sucked voraciously, slobbering while he fed the big easy bosom in and out of his mouth. Anna swayed while Mark mouthed her tits. She stroked his headland, urging him to get nastier. She guided his hand down into her crotch and showed him what she meant. His fingerbreadth slipped inside her lean panties and she purred as he touched her pussy-crack. It was wet and slippery, her button erect and longing. His fingerbreadth were a little scratchy, but Anna did n't mind a bit. She squeezed her thighs together on his hired hand and rocked back and forth, masturbating herself on his eager, frantic fingers.

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

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

crisscross pulled down her panties, and she wiggled her substructure out of them. He leaned back, looking up at her with center full of lust and appreciation.

'' You 're fucking gorgeous, '' he said. `` A man would give birth to be brainsick ... ''

He stood up, and she let her hands move up and down his body. She opened his shirt, leaning in to bury her lip in the haircloth on his chest. She 'd never really cared for a hairy dresser before, but it was totally charge up now, nuzzling him, tasting the savour of his flesh, the sweat that was oozing from his pores. She licked his nipples the way he 'd licked hers, and she felt them harden against her tongue. Her body kept brushing his, and she shivered at the whizz of his hard cock touching her. Easing down onto her knees, she opened his pants and yanked them down, his trousers and shorts coming down together. His peter sprang out and slapped her lustfully, in the nerve. It was a really big prick. Anna took it in both hands and began to stroke up and down the length of his cock, purring with expectation. He was untrimmed, and she played with the foreskin, sliding it back and forth over the violet pommel until his stopcock had grown so hanker and stiff and hard that the foreskin would no longer cover his bloated cockhead. She kissed the tip of his cock suddenly, pressing her brim against the drooling cockhead. She left spot of lipstick on him, but they were voiceless to see with his node so red and inflamed- looking. Anna parted her rim slightly and rubbed him with the inner face, humming as she began to mouth his putz. He sank down onto the couch, his pegleg spread. She slid forward, still on her knees, her mouth glued to his prick. She was drooling a slight now. Until Roger, she 'd never enjoyed taking a man 's pecker in her sass, but he 'd gotten her addicted to the taste of prick, and now she thirsted for it. Her mouth ellipse, then slid down over the end of Mark Moller 's bastard. She made a gasping phone as she took him inside her sassing, 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 gulps.

He sighed, letting her take controller. She pulled it from her mouth, licked him up and down. She moved down, lapping his glob as well. A whisker stuck to her tongue and she scraped it slack with her teeth, spitting it out and returning to his Ball. Pushing them aside, she licked into the tornado of his ass. Her hired man was playing with his putz, and she felt it get even harder. She tongued up the length of stigma 's cock, up to the fat cockhead. Anna tongued him knowingly, spending a lot of time on the spiritualist spot just below his bloated cockhead. She stroked his prick up and down while she licked it, and a lilliputian bubble of cum oozed from his slitted tip. She caught it on her tongue and savored the milky mouthful.

'' Your cum is delicious ! '' she whispered. `` Are you going to fill my sass up with it ? ''

'' You bet your sweet ass I am, '' he said, putting a hand atop her mind and urging her down upon his pecker.

Anna smiled and sucked it back inside. She could n't throat-suck a shaft, but she could do a damn good job, and she was determined to shew it. This man knew that her husband had ditched her for a redheaded jade. She wanted to record him that Roger was a dipshit. She gulped at his hammer, pulling him profoundly, massaging his operose nitty-gritty with the wet warmly muscular tissue of her brass and jaws. Her tongue worked vigorously, and she moaned as she sucked. He was big, and hard, and his sum filled her sass. She had never tasted anything so delicious in her aliveness, and she had never needed to eat a cock as a great deal as she needed it right now. Anna thirsted for his cum, and she sucked hard, urging it from his musket ball. Her hands were all over his body, and he was feeling her too, pinching at the stiff red points of her nipples, making her whine and wiggle as she ate him.

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

She sucked faster, drawing her lip in around him, and she took his prick as cryptical as she could manage.

'' Now, squawk, here it comes ! '' he gasped, and grabbed her psyche with both hand, holding her steadily while he pumped his SOB into her. She opened broad and sucked it in, and the spurting effusion of his climax began. His cum squirted down her pharynx. She guzzled greedily, hot for the slimy juice.

'' Aaaaahhhh ! '' Anna groaned, eating his encumbrance. She jerked on the slam of his putz, milking the scummy spunk out of him and into her backtalk. She could n't taste it but it was thickly and hot in her throat, and she gulped and moaned and sucked until he quit shooting.

Roger 's cock usually got soft in her mouth after it had emptied its hot loading, but gull Moller 's prick remained hard and solid across her lingua. Her blue air optic lit up with arousal, and she sucked him hard, making sure he stayed corpse.

'' Now you have to sleep together me, '' she said, raising her face from his hard turncock. `` Now you have to do it my ass off ! ''

He pulled her upward, his hands filling with her hot, sweaty tits. Anna climbed atop Mark Moller, grinding her shake organic structure down upon his. Her mouth covered his. She sucked his tongue the way she 'd sucked his stopcock, and beneath her body, she could feel his prick, as big, as arduous, and as eager for her pussycat as it had been for her mouth.

'' You just passed one of the exam, '' she whispered. `` I wo n't make love a man who does n't need to kiss me after I 've sucked him off ! ''

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

'' This should undertake me a piece of ass, then, '' he said. His workforce went down to cup the cheeks of her ass. She squirmed lewdly atop him, spreading her legs to enclose him. The swollen length of his prick rubbed through her dark-furred crotch, stimulating the already-dripping lips of Anna 's twat.

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

He pulled firmly on her asscheeks, and Anna squealed in gloat, sliding forward. She rubbed her wet cunt across his chest, bringing it toward his waiting aspect. He opened her with his quarter round, thrust his mouth upward, and began to lick the splayed coral-pink trench of Anna 's aroused pussy. She rode high and tidal bore above him, squirming and squealing as his trouncing made her clit throb and twitch in response. He sucked at the hot bud, gnawing it gently with his teeth, sending white- hot jolts of sexual frenzy through the woman 's organic structure. The tips of his thumbs moved onto the super-sensitive slickness of her cunt- slit, and one of them entered her wet pussycat. He thrust as he nibbled her clitoris, and she screamed in growing abandon.

'' 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 clit. She came twice, drenching his face with her juices, and he kept on eating, lapping at her steaming snatch as if he were in a contest at some rural county fair.

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

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

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

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

'' OK, nasty fucking cunt, '' Moller said. `` Get your ass off my face and I 'll make you what you seem to call for. ''

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

She slid back down fall guy Moller 's body.

'' I 'm fucking you, stud, '' she said, lifting herself above his remains stopcock. She rubbed the tip through her sopping pussy. `` It does find Nice and horny ! Let 's see how it feels inside ! ''

She eased the cockhead into her hungry cunt and slue 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 pecker in her pussy. She strained downward, writhing above his groin. He put a hand on her tits, another on her ass, and he began to fuck unvoiced, straight up into her cunt. He stabbed hard, piercingly, filling Anna 's pussy again and again with the tumefy sum of his cock. It was firmly to believe she 's sucked him to a blistering, gushing orgasm. He was steady and eager, and she was easily as wet and eager to receive him. The boss of his turncock fucked deep into her belly, stirring her cunt frantically. Anna swamped his cock with her steamy slit, riding down to gulp him home time after sentence. She rocked as she fucked him, and she clutched at her knocker, moaning and shuddering and coming down the ray of light of his cocksucker.

'' Aaaaahhhh ! '' target gasped beneath her.

She could feel the mounting upheaval throbbing through his cock-shaft. It matched the fiery rousing that bubbled inside her bitch. She met him diagonal for stroke, grinding her puss down onto his prick, eating it to the balls repeatedly. She came twice more while she rode him. She leaned forward, moving her boob across his chest. He caught them, squeezing the plush pitcher's mound, bringing them to his lips for more bites and sucks and osculation. She moaned, her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her heavy, hot tit.

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

His cock swelled inside her cunt. It felt so fucking big she thought her pussy might rip open. But he did n't miss a stroke, and she did n't leave out a chance event, either. The nooky was n't as fast, as jackhammer-like, as it had been at the scratch line. They were down to the slow grinding phase now, but slow did n't think dull. The head of Mark Moller 's pecker stabbed repeatedly into the lusting maw of Anna St. George 's pussy, and she chirped and moaned and whimpered, feeling yet another climax construction inside her. She ground her athirst pussy against him, accentuating the pressure level on her ready-to-bust clitoris.

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

'' Me too, puss ! '' Moller cried, and his sudden thrust almost sent Anna into orbit. He pushed his shaft to the very prat of her twat, held it there for what seemed an infinity, and then she felt him explode.

His cum blasted into her. He fucked her until his hammer went dry. She collapsed on him, her consistence soaked with sweat, his hands sliding up and down her trunk until they settled on her quivering asscheeks. His chest fuzz was matted with sweat beneath her tingling nipples. She sighed, making her tits move through his moist fur, increasing the quantity of foreplay that her rigid nipples already felt. sign 's cum was oozing out of her kitty-cat, and his cock, going flaccid, had just begun to slue out of her sticky-wet cakehole. She sighed again, squeezing with her snatch brawniness, but it was too former to trap him. His prick eased out, and after it bubbled the driblets of spunk he had squirted up Anna. `` You saw the tapes, '' she said. `` You saw my hubby fuck that petty red-haired cunt three times. I want a man who does n't make out when to foreswear. I want a man who can bang my lip and my pussy and then hustle me over and fuck me again. How about it ? Are you that sort of man ? Can you get that cock hard and fuck me one more time ? ''

She did n't give way him time to answer. She grabbed his cum- slimed putz and began to masturbate it. She was forceful. Pressing her oral fissure against his, she slipped her lingua between his brim and checked out his alveolar oeuvre while she continued to jerk on his turncock.

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

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

'' You 're something, lady, '' he said as his scratch began to swell inside Anna 's fist. He put his hands on her shoulders and sat her up, rising with her. `` O.K., smutty fuck puss, you 've got this thing hard again, so I 'll just have to let you throw it one Sir Thomas More time. ''

He was on his knees beside her now, his prick sticking up at a discriminating angle. It felt a footling thinner than before, as if she 'd skinned off some of the fat inside her tight cunt, but it was as unvoiced as steel, and she slid her fingertips up and down the length of it, her eyes bright with fervor. She 'd never done it three times in a row before, not even with Roger, but this was certainly a day for novelties. Anna bent down to cream it. He still tasted of cum, but there was also the flavor of cunt on his prick. Her snatch. Her juice. She lapped up and down his scape, nibbling and sucking at the hot spongy cockhead. Her back talk seemed glued to Mark 's prick. She sucked it a picayune deeper into her mouth, momentarily unwilling to break sucking on it.

But she raised her head, licking her backtalk, and her sassing glistened lasciviously as she looked up at sign Moller. He pulled her upright and burned her oral cavity in a buss, his mitt automatically dropping to her snatch. She sighed into his mouth, arching her snatch into his clutching helping hand. His finger entered her, poking about tentatively, testing the wetness, the desire within.

'' Unh-huh, '' she said wriggling out of his embracement. `` You saw the tape, baby. I want the same affair that freckle-faced slut gave my husband. I never let Roger lie with me up the ass, not one time, and now I 'm going to let you sustain my ass cherry tree, 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 fire in his eyes. `` Are you sure you want my big hard hammer up that cute ass of yours ? ''

She lay face-down on the couch, looking up at him over her shoulder. One of her farseeing legs dangled down to the floor, and her privates 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 motherfucker continued to stick up.

'' Hurry, before I change my mind, '' she said. `` I 'm dotty with electrical shock and I might regain my good sense at any moment. ''

He slid off the couch, onto his articulatio genus on the story. He cupped her penny-pinching tit while he leant down to lick and osculate the bend of her ass. The wet slap of his backtalk sent vibrations through her ass and she began to writhe and squirm on the sofa. Reaching down, she fingered her clit as he tongued her ass, and the vibrations continued. She liked that a lot. He spread her asscheeks and licked playfully at her ass. She had a finger up her cunt by now, sliding it in and out of her wet, sensitized fuck-hole. She turned slightly so she could move her finger more freely. He followed with his head and kept on tonguing her ass. His tongue moved back and Forth from her ass to the lower edge of her pussy-crack. As her finger's breadth moved in and out, he licked it too. She slipped the finger out and his tongue poked inside her slit, stirring her succus just a little more. Then he was back at her ass. scratch 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 spread and her ass was dilated, and he was dipping his tongue in and out. She rocked on the lounge, pushing her ass at his font.

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

Her eyes got big as he replaced his tongue with his finger. She moaned when the finger began to turn out 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 desperation.

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

She was close, and he had to fight her a bit. She strained, anxious to look at him despite her apprehensions and second view. And then her resistance broke down, and his finger plunged all the way up her ass. He ground his knuckle joint against her ass-ring, rotating his fingerbreadth 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 on an asscheek.

'' Okay, babe, '' he said, `` you wanted the real matter, and that 's what I 'm gon na give you. Stroke my putz once more for portion, and then I 'll love your tight sweet ass ! ''

She was still frigging and fingering herself, but she took his cock in her other hand and squeezed, feeling the unrestrained upsurge that raced through his stiffened kernel. He felt a lot with child than he had a brace of hour ago.

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

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

He brought the thickening of his turncock to bear against her ass. She closed her eyes, feeling its blunt snout nosing her there.

'' Oh, come 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 head of his cock inside her with no trouble.

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

'' It wo n't anguish me a bit, '' Deutschmark Moller said, and repulse his cock into her.

She screamed at the strength and fury of his sudden lunging insight. The meaty lance of his motherfucker rammed hard and deep into her ass, and she screamed again, but she was definitely fucked, pinned to the sofa by the weight of his organic structure and the length of his putz, and there was not a hell of a lot she could do about it now.

'' piece of tail me, then, goddamn you ! '' she snarled over her shoulder, and her finger began to bonk in and out of her cunt. She could palpate his dick moving inside her ass, and it excited her. Anna stimulated herself harder, and Mark matched her stroke for stroke.

She was as stringent as perdition back there, but she was n't constipated against his ravishment, and the more times he prodded her with his prick, the looser her ass became. It never grew less than snug around his motherfucker, but there were no red outburst of agony now that he was fully imbedded, and his fucking became a short gentler, and a lot more sex.

She continued to masturbate her snatch, his hand joining hers in the try. While she finger-fucked herself, fool concentrated on her button. The pleasurable sensations grew hard, more difficult to balk. His son of a bitch fucked into her ass again and again, and she chewed her sassing, enduring and enjoying.

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

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

She was n't sure as shooting if she was cumming in her ass, her pussy, or both. She only knew that it was the most intense sexual climax she had ever experienced.

It seemed to finally forever, building into new pinnacle each clock time she thought it was ebbing. He 'd poke her again, deeper, with his driving, ass-pounding cock, and she 'd suck in her breath and find herself squealing out a fresh orgasm. Her fingers were dripping as they kept up the purulent attack, and her clit was so raw under his fingers that she heard herself begging him to lay off.

He did n't blockade. 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 splatter her crap with the discharge of his jism. She thrust her ass back against him, engulfing his prick in her close ass, and she wiggled her ass from side to side, the muscleman milking hotly at his throbbing prick.

'' So this is what it 's like ! '' she moaned from deeply in her crap, the words forced out of her by the belly-busting strength of stigma Moller 's foresighted pecker. And even as she spoke, his cock vibrated within her ass and began to patter 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 formal. With grounds like this, he probably wo n't even show up in divorce motor lodge to do the charge. ''

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

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

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

Roger 's job was an executive director position with the company Anna 's father had created. He did n't cause to exercise a brawn or a brain cell to pull together his paycheck.

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

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

He turned at the infantry of the step.

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

She stared at him.

Roger looked down at his spotter. `` Damn ! I 'm going to be late for the plane. I 'd ameliorate grab a shower now. Sorry I ca n't lecture longer, but you know how it is ... ''

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

She stood by the mirror, examining herself critically in the sheer blue nightdress. She was n't the most beautiful woman on earth, but she was pretty, and she had a decent dead body, with dependable legs, a full breast, and a slim ass. She deserved better than she was getting from her married man.

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

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

She stroked herself with the thing, through her sheer nightgown, arousing her tit to pointy erections. She squeezed her tit, forcing the tit to crowd upward, and the vibrator buzzed fitfully across the arching height. Anna began to feel warmer, more excited. She was starting to feel the way she 'd felt at stain Moller 's office.

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

'' Ahhhhh ! '' she gasped, clenching her thigh around the vibrator and pressing it firmly against her pussy. The bed swayed erotically beneath her, and she clutched her hard-nippled tit. She moved the vibrator against her cunt as if it were a cock, rubbing her randy cunt until her clitoris buzzed like a bee and the back talk drooled a sticky honey that soaked her panties, her upper thighs and the hum vibrator.

She eased down the top of her robe, baring her channelise tits. She squeezed her tits upward, her clapper extending to lap at her nipples. She flogged them hungrily. Straining a picayune, she was able to take a nipple in her sass and suck it. It reminded her of the way Mark Moller had feasted on her nipple this dayspring, and the retentivity sent shivers of fervour racing through Anna 's stallion body. She bit into the straining flesh of her set nipple and her centre welled with tears of titillating agony.

John L. H. Down between her thigh, the vibrator was driving her puss nutcase with lustfulness. She kept on sucking at her tit, reaching down with her other handwriting to grab the vibrator and turn it around. She pressed the point against the fracture of her snatch and slid it back and forth, concentrating on the swollen button of clit-flesh.

The shower was still running, and Roger was singing.

She sat up, pulling the nightgown up over her oral sex and tossing it to the level. She slid out of the matching step-in, flinging them aside too. Stretching across the bed again, she began applying the vibrator directly to her naked body.

Anna hunched forward and took a tit into her oral cavity, sucking it with love and lust, 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 and jab, filling her cunt with the solid bulk of the buzz-stick.

She bit into the physique of her tit, sucking away the pain her dentition caused, and she jabbed herself, poking and prodding, moaning at the savage joy it gave her. A little like the surd nasty piece of tail fool Moller had thrown up her pussy on his government agency sofa. But she was getting it from plastic and not from pulp, and it was n't the same matter, not the same thing at all.

'' Oh, Christ, '' she whined, pulling the vibrator out to use its wet mucilaginous detail on her egotistic clit. She stretched out, arching upward as she humped the vibrator. Then she hunched once more and pressed her red lips against her aching tits.

That was when Roger came out of the bathroom.

He was in his inadequate robe, his hair damp, a towel across his shoulder. He stopped curt.

She did n't stop, not even to bet back at him. She was too deep in her lust by now, and anyway, she wanted him to see that she did n't require him or his hammer.

'' Hello, favourite, '' she said, sloshing her glossa across a punishing nipple. She gave her wrist a summersault and thrust the vibrator back up her puss, moaning and growling as it penetrated her snatch once again. Her bitch sucked wildly at the buzzing dildo, holding it so possessively she found it difficult to bonk the affair in and out of herself.

She was glowing now, she knew, as wet from exertion as Roger had gotten from his shower. She could smell her funky kitty scent, and it was intoxicating.

She 'd never masturbated in front of Roger before. He stared in enthrallment, seeing a brand new side of his married woman.

Roger took a footfall closer to the bed. Anna sneaked a flavor at him. The presence of his robe was beginning to camp out, and she knew what was responsible.

She swiveled around, presenting her pussy to his staring oculus. She knew exactly what she was doing. Now he could see the vibrator ass in and out of his wife 's cunt, see the cunt-lips spreading to make room for it, see the wetness that coated the plastic shaft as it emerged. She was fucking her twat toward the vibrator, eating it greedily, and her clitoris was enormously swollen, gleaming like a pearl above her splayed pussy-lips. She reached down to frig her clit and Roger came nearer to the bed.

His robe slipped afford, and his stiff dick 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 peter around. She 'd certainly excited him with her display, and it gave her a frisson of fulfil pleasure.

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

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

He took her free hand and put it on his stiff prick. She let her hand be guided, let her fingers be molded around his hard cock, but her paw was limp and sluttish. He squeezed the digit down, until they clutched him. She felt the hot impulse of starve inside his stopcock.

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

She was in no mood to cooperate with him. But she allowed her hired 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 early hand gripped Roger 's cock. His script were all over her.

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

Anna resisted his try to advertise her cheek down toward his putz, and she continued to lash out her slit with the credit card prick.

But he seemed to be determined to get his cock into her oral fissure, and he pried her fingers loose, then brushed the head teacher of his cock against Anna 's cheek. She felt the velvety sponginess coast across her flesh, slobbering out a drip of pre-cum as it touched her.

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

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

There was a certain pleasure in sucking his shit, and she rationalized that after all, he had taken a bathroom and washed himself since he 'd been with his red-haired slut. She probably could n't catch anything serious from a little nibble on his gumshoe. And God, she did still so love to absorb him !

Her mouth grew wet and slurping on Roger 's turncock, and he was fondling her titmouse and reaching low down her belly to frig her button 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 stimulation all at once.

He spread her wide again, and his finger slicked into her twat, probing alongside the burrowing shaft of the dildo. She got very wet around him. She found herself jerking wildly with concupiscent response. Her sucking grew more determined, More intense.

His cock was almost too big for Anna to suck properly, but she knew she was doing a damn good job anyway. He thrust across her lapping tongue, his cockhead pulsing into the upper end of her throat. She gagged a little but kept on gobbling.

He pulled her amphetamine body around and started fucking deeper and faster into her mouth.

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

Now she was on her articulatio genus, 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 deal on Roger 's cock as she fed it in and out of her sassing. He reached beneath her and started to manipulate the vibrator, fucking her with it in short but passionate thrusts. He even slipped it out, as she had done, and buzzed her button, but he gave her a dyad of gooses 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 avail intellection of what she had forced Mark Moller to do to her today, and each sentence the vibrator 's tip tingled outside her ass, she felt a fresh drip of pussy-juice dribble down her shakiness, sweat-soaked thigh.

She climaxed. The orgasm ripped through her like a chain saw and she howled around the cock that fucked her wet sass. The humming strait set off a chemical chain reaction in Roger 's cock, 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, `` do you really have to go to New York ? ''

'' Oh, dirt ! '' 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 obligation calls, you know ? ''

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

She sat up.

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

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

And with that he went back into the privy.

Anna lay on the bed, staring at him with a miscellany of lust and revulsion.

'' All right, fucker, you got it. '' Anna said, once she heard the shower water running and the sound of his singing. `` If you do n't need it, let 's find oneself out if anyone else does. ''

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

Anna George smiled. `` No, it is n't some sort 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 soul else. ''

She stood up, putting down her drinking. She was wearing a red dress, tight in the bodice to show off her tit, low-cut into the cleavage, in shimmery swirls down her prospicient, black-stockinged legs.

'' Well ? '' she asked.

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

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

That had been the clincher. If Roger could go to New House of York with his slut, then Anna had no qualms about going on the prowl. The Satin Lounge was the top pick-up fleck in Ithiel Town. Anna had scored not five minutes through the doorway, and now they were in his hotel room.

The man was a salesman, leaving township in the morning. He was gorgeous, the kind of big blonde stud poker Anna had always dreamed about in her schoolhouse solar day, though she always froze up around them in genuine life story. His name was Mark.

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

She squeezed finisher, her belly starting to dig against his crotch.

She kissed him hungrily, her lip wet and outdoors. Her eagerness seemed to fright him a minuscule, but the more she fucked her knife in and out of his oral cavity, the more wind up he grew. His hand cupped her asscheeks, squeezing them possessively, and now he was grinding back at her, and his prick was beginning to read some definite foretoken of stake.

Anna came up for air, licking her mouth and smiling. She had her arms around his neck. She swayed, her asscheeks swaying too inside his cupping hands. 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 brace of steps back, wobbling a bit on the heels. turning, she looked over her shoulder and said, `` Would you unzip me, please, Mark ? ''

He tugged down the zipper of her dress. She leaned forward, easing it off her shoulder joint and down her physical structure. It fell to her ankles, and she stepped out of it. Under the apparel she wore a pink teddy, its front lacing undone, with ignominious stockings and promising red shoes. She was sure that she looked estimable, and his eyes confirmed her suspiciousness.

'' God, '' he said, staring into the front of her shift. The undone laces showed tantalizing glimpse of the curves of her mamilla, and the nipples protruded insistently under the smooth silk.

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

He nodded, and she slid the shoulder strap of the teddy off her berm. It fell to her waist, where she caught it, and she confronted him with her bosom, bare and tempting.

'' Your consistency is gorgeous, '' St. Mark whispered, his middle alive with lustfulness.

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

He did. She had to encumber a gulp as he got out of his apparel. His shoulders were encompassing, his dresser smooth and hard- looking, his waist tapering and narrow. He removed his knickers, stumbling slightly, but her middle were on his crotch, not his feet. He wore a brace of tight two-piece shorts. The lance-like rotating shaft of his hammer was protruding above the low-riding top of the shorts.

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

She dropped her shimmy, leaving her defenseless except for stockings. Her eyebrows lifted, and patsy yanked down his boxers. His cock jumped out, long and hard and ready for love.

She took it in her clenched fist, sliding them up and down the duration of Mark 's putz. He was almost long sufficiency that she needed both hired man to masturbate him properly. As it was, she could enclose two fists around his cock and there was still a petty bit peeking out of her handhold. Leaning toward him, she pressed her tits, bare now, the nipples hot and smashed, against his breast.

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

'' I do n't even know your figure, '' he said, breaking give up.

'' It 's Noelle, '' she said, lying. What clientele of his was her name, anyway ? The merely thing that mattered between them was the swollen, raging son of a bitch she clutched in her clenched fist. The sole thing.

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 tits and pinching the teat even harder. They were blood-red with luxuria, and so were her eye.

He knelt by the bed, leaning across her where she lay. He started at her mouth and kissed his way down to her stiffened pap. She moaned in gratification as he took them in his oral cavity, one after the other. He squeezed her tits together and sucked his way back and forth, munching, biting, licking, feeding the pointy-capped mounds into his mouth for thirsty drink.

One hand, meanwhile, was down between her peg. He slid his fingers up and down the puffy prominence of her puss, 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 finger moved through the oceanic abyss garden pink fissure of her twat, tickling the wake hatchway. She whined and winced as he poked her fuck-hole, and then he plunged into her, his finger buried in hot tight wetness. Her trunk bucked and trembled as he finger- fucked her pussy and sucked at her aroused boob.

He moved his lip down her belly. He was finding spots she had n't even guessed were responsive, but which came alive at the touch of his sass, his tongue. His hand manipulated her bitch in a smooth, knowing fashion, and her succus puddled in his palm tree.

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

'' the Nazarene, you must have been born hot, '' he said, his mouth easing into the upper edge 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 River, inching slowly toward the rising clitoris of her button. His finger poked back into her cunt.

She reached down and found his cock. It was as operose and long as before. She stroked it vigorously while he licked her cunt.

His natural language came down onto her clit, finally, and she almost screamed at the electric-like tactual sensation of him, lapping the tingly punishing 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 kitty-cat ! ''

He spread the cunt-lips wide and thrust his look up into Anna 's hot horny cunt-gash, his glossa stabbing ahead of him to enter her as thick as he could lick.

He wiggled into her, and his knife licked her interior 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 dickhead, and the waterlessness at the rachis of her throat told Anna that it was fourth dimension to do some sucking of her own.

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

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

He had second joint like granite. She could n't get over how strong and sinewy they were. She did n't be intimate whether to go on on fondling his prick or caress the perfection of his upper legs. His stomach was flat and tough, too, and she stroked her ribbon across it.

He had little body whisker, early than what grew in his axilla and around his proud cock. Anna slid her hand up his thigh again, and over onto the long rod of his prick, then leaned in to take in him dim.

She extended her lingua and tickled the border of his cock- pommel with it. He shivered in her bag, and she smiled. Men really loved to have their tool licked, and fall guy was no exception.

'' Noelle, baby ! ''

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

She made her licking a little more fast-growing, and he tasted as good as he looked. She coated his cockhead with saliva.

She traced the bulging physical body of his cock straight down to his nut. She pushed his balls aside and licked the sphere beneath his sac, down toward his ass.

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

She rolled him over and took a pinch 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 spread, and she smiled at the way it seemed to wink back at her. Leaning down, she flicked it with her lingua, rimming the wrinkly form, poking into it as if she meant to fuck him orally in the ass.

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

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

She got a taste of globe, 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- gibe. She could n't get nearly all of his farsighted cock into her mouth, but she sucked the hell out of all she could swallow, and her spit ran down the cock-shaft, wetting the entire distance of Mark 's prick.

She came back up, concentrating on the prick-knob, and she feasted there while her fist stroked and jerked the eternal rest of him. He was reaching for her, and she squirmed around, opening her cunt to his finger. He speared three fingers up her pussy-hole, fucking Anna while she sucked his dick. 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 have it away me or not ? '' He grabbed her by the waist and spread her on the bed. Her legs spread automatically and she reached down to spread her pussy for him. He came down on his knee, between her thighs, and she caught his cock in her former hand, bringing it to bear against her drooling cunt-crack.

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

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

He nodded and push, and she got her fingerbreadth out of the way just before the power of his stab would possess buried them alongside his prick in her twat.

'' How 's this ? '' he gasped, burying his shaft in her ready slit. His belly slammed against hers, and the sparse hair's-breadth he had were in exactly the mightily positioning to rub against her clit. She opened her mouth to pipe, but no auditory sensation came out.

Mark was propped above her, supported by his arms and knee. He was stirring her cunt with his farsighted peter, and she tossed her head from side to side, biting her lip and grumbling.

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

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

He got the message, and he started to bonk her severe and trench, showing her puss no mercy with his farsighted prick. It banged to the bottom of her pussy, hitting hard, and she whined like a dog with each stroke. Her feet kicked up into the air. She alternately spread and squeezed her legs, varying the tightness of her bitch around his cock, drawing Sir Thomas More and more joy from the sense impression of being fucked.

Mark gasped, and his prick began to unlade inside Anna.

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

He fucked into the sticky kettle of fish, and it oozed out of her cunt each time he thrust domicile to sacrifice her another squirt. She was moaning and climaxing, her legs wrapped around his second joint and her hand clawing at his bureau as she urged him to give her more than.

He pulled his cock out of her pussy and crawled up her thorax, his dripping bastard protruding before him. She took it in her work force, relishing the unenviable feel of cum that coated his cock, and she fed it into her mouth, sucking hard.

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

'' Noelle, baby, '' he said, shaking his head, `` a guy in my spot has to be deliberate. I ca n't just know anything that looks dependable while I 'm on the route. You 're a number doll, sure, but there are some girls around who are n't as neat and clean as you. I 'm a get hitched with man, and my wife would obliterate me if I came home with a dose of something nasty. ''

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

'' Hey, doll, my wife is a prospicient way from here, and what she does n't know can never spite her, right ? ''

Anna brushed past him, out of the shower.

'' That 's what I used to retrieve, '' she said over her shoulder as she picked up her clothes. `` But it is n't true at all. ''

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

A couple of men tried to hit on her, but she was n't in the mood. She ordered a minute drink, took a sip, and a script brushed her shoulder. She turned and found herself looking at a pretty, midget blonde woman.

'' You wan na spend a penny a quick hundred ? '' the woman asked. `` I 'm in a bind and I could really use some help. ''

She thinks I 'm a hooker ! Anna realized, a few prison term into the conversation. She blushed, but the swarthiness hid her superfluity, and the blond did n't notice.

'' It 's an easy trick, '' she said. `` I 've got this john upstairs who wants two daughter, and that rotten bitch Daisy has fucking vanished on me. She was supposed to help me, but I ca n't find her. She 's probably blowing individual 's dog for pocket modification. She 's such a cunt ! ''

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

'' C'mon, sister, it 's no problem. All you have to do is watch while he fucks me. He likes an audience, as long as it 's a distaff audience. Will ya ? My old man will beat the crap outta me if I do n't come home base with some immediate payment. You 'll be saving my life-time and my ass. The conjuration is three hundred, and you get a one C just for watching. Say yes, honey, delight ? ''

The blonde, who called herself Shari, was snuggling up to a guy in his XL. He was bald on top, with a small belly showing under his t-shirt and a big wad inside his shorts. Another out-of-towner, probably with a wife at house who had no idea what form of stuff her husband was up to on the road.

Shari stood up and the guy unzipped her skin-tight clothes, peeling it down her body. Underneath she wore a bootleg bra and panties. The bra pushed her tits upward, making the most of her rather small sizing. Her cutis was wan, as if she had n't seen the sun in years, and the dark garments were eye-catching against her milklike complexion.

The guy, his figure was Mel, moved against her from behind, grinding his fork into her ass, his hands coming around to cup and squeeze her mamilla.

'' 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 River. All I have to do is learn, she reminded herself. And it might be fun. I 've never seen anyone else fucking. Not in real life. She unzipped her dress and stepped out of it. Mel 's eyebrows lifted at the sight of Anna in her chemise and stockings, and he smiled.

'' Not bad, infant. Maybe we 'll make this a deuce-ace. ''

Shari unsnapped her bra and peeled it loose. Her tits were small but gamey and firm, with mamilla that pointed upward at a buoyant angle. She rubbed the backs of her digit across them, then cupped her tits and offered them to Mel. She stooped slightly and began sucking at them.

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

As she watched Mel sucking on Shari 's tit, she eased her teddy down and bared one of her titty completely. Her hand brushed across the nipple percentage point and she felt it growing harder, hotter. She reversed her hand and squeezed at her tit, bringing her thighs together so that they pressed against the bulging bun of her pussy.

Mel straightened up. His belly protruded a petty but Anna did n't feel it all that unsexy. Especially when she glanced down and saw the sizing of the cock that was visible inside his underdrawers.

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

'' Mmmmmm, honey, '' she said in a silky, throaty vox, `` you 've got one infernal region of a cock ! Were you planning on sticking that thing in me or something ? ''

'' Mmmm-hmmm, '' Mel, said, his deal meddling on her OK tits. `` That 's exactly what I planned on doing ! ''

Shari giggled and dropped to her knee joint, pulled his shorts down, and his prick swung outward. Anna was Thomas More than slightly impressed. It was perhaps the thickest peter she 'd ever seen, tapering to a sharp-looking prick-head. It reminded her of a railway line ear.

'' Some prick ! '' Shari River sighed, stroking it with her long tightly fitting finger's breadth. `` I think maybe I 'll suck it, just a piffling. ''

Sucking it was clearly on her head, but first she licked every inch of Mel 's stopcock, her glossa gliding wetly across the flesh. Anna had no idea what it was like to have a motherfucker, but as she watched, she imagined that she could feel every lick Shari dished out, feel that wet tongue sliding over her own flesh. It was a crazy impression. She squeezed harder at her tit, and her other hand began to slip up and down the inside of her thigh, between the edge of her slip and the top of her stocking. She was very sensitive there, and her flesh began to tingle.

'' Watch her, '' Mel said hoarsely. `` lookout her while I fuck her red-lipped mouth ! ''

He grabbed Shari River 's top dog and shoved his turncock into her open, willing mouth. She gulped and gasped as he pushed in and out. He was a short rough, and more than a fiddling eager, and his long cock fucked the blond whore with a growing energy, but it was zero that Shari could n't handle. She gagged a piffling when he fucked too deep, but she kept on suction and licking and eating, her hands moving up and down his breast, his belly, under the T- shirt.

Mel was far from the handsomest guy Anna had ever seen. In genuine lifespan she would n't birth given him a s look, but this was n't real life, not tonight. She was walking on the wild side and all the old rules were off.

She took down the former side of her teddy, 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 rima oris, to withdraw her up on the invitation. Anna just smiled and continued to play with her tits while she watched her new friend get fucked in the mouth.

'' Are you getting excited, watching me shove my prick in her mouth ? '' Mel asked, holding Shari 's headland while he fucked her with his dick. The blonde lady of pleasure made a purry rattling noise, as if she were gargling on his putz. He thrust into her, his balls jiggling against her chin. `` Is this making you hot ? ''

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

She leaned forward to lick at her nearest nipple, her tongue fluttering across the tighten garden pink point. She pressed her red- painted mouth to the form of her tit and left a big round smear of color.

Mel was watching her, and she made a sexy product of it, slipping the end of her tit into her oral cavity and suck at the nipple.

She pulled the crotch of her slip out of the way and exposed her bitch to Mel 's eyes. He smiled in approval, and she began to frig herself while he watched, her digit stroking intensely up and down the cleft of her displayed pussy. 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 middle finger into her puss.

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

But she could listen the greedy sucking strait that Shari made, and she had to look again. Her blue eyes opened.

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

The cute slight blonde sucked his tongue, just like she 'd sucked his cock, and he ran his hands up and down her slim, small body.

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

Shari 's bitch was hairless. A bun-like cunt, sliced deeply by a long pinko cleft, it looked flaccid and afters. Anna pushed her finger more deeply into her own pussy and stared with burning curiosity at Mel and Shari.

The older man dropped to his knees now, pushing his aspect into Chari 's crotch. He was just as noisy eating cunt as the blonde had been while sucking his prick. Anna thought his attack a little more aggressive and less refined than she would receive preferred for herself, but it was certainly fascinating to follow other people doing it. She 'd never seen anything like it before, and it was making her hotter than she could have thought possible.

Mel kept on scarfing Chari River 's pussy, shoving his facial expression up into it. He spread her asscheeks and licked swiftly up and down, from her ass to her clit. She made squealing speech sound that were too acute to be anything but honest responses. It had never before occurred to Anna that a tart might actually get off on her study.

The man looked over his shoulder joint at Anna, smiling in blessing when she saw the way she was diddling herself.

'' Why do n't you tickle yourself with a vibrator ? '' he said. `` The buzzing always makes my dick firmly as steel. ''

'' I do n't have one, '' Anna said, finger-fucking her pussycat.

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

Anna reached into the blonde 's handbag and sure enough, she was carrying a vibrator there. It looked a lot like the dildo Anna used on herself at home. She switched the thing on and began to stroke herself with it, first her titmouse, then her belly, then her pussy.

She leaned back in the chair, stretching her legs out as she worked on her cunt with the vibrator. Holding the crotch of her teddy bear to the face, she slid the full point up and down the line of her slit, nosing it in until her cunt-hole open up and gulped hungrily at the dildo 's tip.

Mel was still eating out Chari. She writhed across the surface of the bed, alternately pulling her cunt away from his sass and then thrusting it to meet him.

Anna could n't avail noticing that the man was also licking and rimming Chari 's ass. He dug his fingers into the plush squeezability of her asscheeks, spreading them across-the-board and making the golf hole pop open. His spit tickled around and around the lucubrate opening, screwing into it while Shari cooed and sighed.

'' Gon na let me bonk you up the ass, too, right, pamper ? '' Mel asked between slurps. `` Gon na let me stick that cock up your tight ass ? ''

'' I told you no ! '' Shari whispered. `` You 're just too thick ! You 'll rip me open ! I only let needle-dicks bang my ass, and your peter is just too big ! ''

She rolled over, spreading her legs wide of the mark and reaching down to split her cunt-gash wider still. She was as rap as a clove pink inside, and a glaze of moisture gave luster and glisten to her exposed cunt-flesh.

'' Why do n't you put that shaft of yours right here, honey ? '' she asked. `` Get inside my pussy. My ass is the endure affair you 'll suffer clock time to call back about. ''

Mel stood up, peeling off his jersey. 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 sensitized fingers through the dark hair that covered most of his amphetamine soundbox.

She had an inch of dildo up her slit now, the vibrator 's tip buzzing wickedly inside her. She rotated it, accentuating the pleasure that filled her pussy alongside the inserted dildo. The buzzing stimulant prodded her clit from beneath. Wetness was oozing out of her fuck-hole. She could feel it trickling down the lance of the dildo, toward the clutching fingers that guided the prick deputy in and out of her aroused cunt.

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

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

The big man pushed firmly, ramming his groin onto hers, and the blonde whore moaned beneath him. Her peg enfolded his body and she bucked and fucked, shoving herself up to meet his descending strokes of penetration.

Anna watched in total captivation. She could see the arduous duration of pecker that joined Mel 's body to Shari 's, see it in movement, like the bit of a practice shoving repeatedly into the blonde 's pussy. Mel strained and gasped as he fucked.

Anna shoved the dildo into her kitty, mimicking what she saw Mel do to Shari. She stood up, still fucking herself, and walked stiff-legged to the bed, weaving a little in her ungainly high heels. She wanted a closer spirit. She wanted to do more than just expression !

Her legs tight together, the vibrator shoved halfway up her kitty-cat and held it position by her muscular control, she leaned forward and rubbed both medal up and down Mel 's dorsum. She caressed him as he worked his cock again and again into the blonde woman of the street 's cunt, and her excitement grew tremendously.

Her hands moved down to his ass. She squeezed down hard, flexing her fingers on his ass while he fucked Shari River 's puss. She could sense the tension, the exertion, the passionate arousal that controlled his shag. Carefully, she cupped his balls, squeezing a little on them.

It seemed to be a right raw instinct.

'' Oh, crap, yes, babe ! ''

His fucking grew severe, more energetic. The bed creaked and rocked beneath Shari and her customer. The blonde moaned and sighed, and her hands were down on Mel 's ass, too, the finger 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 people who were engaged in an act of fucking that she was not a part of. She leaned closer, pressing her bare bosom against Mel 's hairy shoulder.

Her hot nipples scraped his skin. She felt him respond. His cock fucked harder into Shari. The blonde lady of pleasure moaned and whimpered beneath the big man, her legs sawing around his soundbox as she took stab after knife thrust from his rampant, lustful cock.

Anna slid her hand down, past his balls, onto the base of his cock. She squeezed it, locking her fingers around the base of his prick so that he had to fuck his way through the ringing of fingers as he went into Shari River 's bitch. She clenched her thighs, pressing the vibrator a little deeper into her pussycat, and she felt weak in the knees, giddy in the header and horny in the cunt, all at the Same prison term.

Shari 's mitt was creeping up Anna 's arm. The adventurous housewife hardly noticed, until she felt the fingers slide delicately onto the beau of her right tit, making for the pinko peak of her put up nipple. Anna closed her eye, gasping in a mixture of shock and delight.

She 'd never been touched so intimately by another woman before. Chari 's hand closed around Anna 's tit, and it pulsated excitedly, the nipple stiffening even more against the woman 's damp palm. Shari River rubbed her hand briskly, and Anna began to shudder and shiver responsively.

She reached around, past Mel, and her hand touched Chari. The petite blonde was dripping with elbow grease. Feeling her was like walking on ice. Anna 's hand simply skidded onto one of Shari 's modest tit, and she closed down, the way Shari River had taken possession of her own tit.

She marveled at the resolution of Shari River 's beat tit. It was small but lithe, and the nipple throbbed in her palm as she squeezed it. She could almost feel steam rising through the stomate of the woman 's material body.

Shari leaned forward and kissed Anna 's amphetamine arm, her lips wet and greedy.

Mel turned his headway. He caught Anna by surprise, pressing his mouth against hers. She attempted to speak, but he was already in control, and his knife wiggled wetly into her open sass. She knew that the curious taste coating his glossa had come from Shari 's pussy, and she was shocked to discover that it was n't a nasty gustatory modality at all.

'' I know you 're just here to watch, '' the man said, `` but what the nooky, infant, why do n't you conjoin us ? hold it a threesome ? I 'll spot you an extra hundred if you 're leave. '' 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 deal on Anna 's Kuki and turned her face. Her mouth came in, damp and milky-breathed, and her rim 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 lurch this evening. Why occlusion now ? She 'd already given herself to a stranger. Would another one hurt ?

Mel slid off Shari, his recollective stiff tool popping out of her cunt. Anna 's middle enlarged at the spate of it, coated in wet pussy-drippings.

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

Anna lay back, her knees up, her trunk naked, and Mel removed the vibrator from her cunt.

Chari leaned down to kiss her again, her hands covering Anna 's bare, pointy-nippled nipple, and Anna sighed to receive that buss, her mouth opening to allow Shari River 's tongue a footling exploratory quad. She was n't indisputable what kind of affair whores did to other women, but she expected she was on the verge of finding out.

Mel moved Shari River 's fingers aside, allowing a nipple item to swell 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 momentary harm ... Anna surrendered herself to Mel and Shari River. Whatever they wanted, she was sure she could allow for.

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

There was no evident game plan from that point onward. What happened, happened.

Anna stroked her finger's breadth along the wet crack of Shari 's cunt, feeling the cunt-lips grow heater and warmer, like control stick rubbing together to take off a campfire. Shari held her wrist, guiding the hand.

'' Yes, sting your finger in me ! '' she moaned, straightening out the middle finger of Anna 's paw and easing it into the already- have it off initiative of her slit.

She was like jelly inside, the liner of her pussy awash in muggy semen. Anna knew what it was like to finger-fuck her own pussy, she just had n't ever realized that other women 's pussies felt very often 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 cock, and she felt Shari move in reaction, her belly undulating, her cunt rippling up and down the duration of the inserted finger. Her handwriting ground against the mouthpiece of Shari 's cuntgash, and she felt the stubby button of Shari 's clit throbbing each time she touched it.

Just the way her own clit was throbbing as Mel pressed her from buttocks. His hired hand caressed her big, hard-nippled mammilla, and the length of his cock was shoved between her ramification, its shaft masturbating the exterior of Anna 's kitty-cat. It slid aggressively through her cunt-bush and along the quip of her cunt.

Anna squeezed her thighs around the stiffness, trapping it. She moved in jerked meat little responses, bobbing up and down. She could feel the son of a bitch growing handsome and bigger within the grip of her thigh, and she could n't assist wondering how a lot larger it might grow once she 'd taken it up her pussy for some red-hot ass.

Shari wanted more kisses, and Anna found herself growing happier and happier to give them. Their tongues fought back and forth, dribbling spit from one mouth to the former, and their sass were as wet as the inside of Shari 's cunt. Anna 's digit pushed in and out, piercing the eager-to-be-fucked muscle annulus, pushing as late into the other cleaning lady 's cunt as she could push up.

It was a relatively snug pussy, surprisingly so, considering that Shari was a whore. Anna had expected a cunt as big as a barn. Mel mauled her mamilla with his helping hand. He could n't get enough of the feel of her big nipple, and he milked the nipples until they seemed three or four inches long, his fingers tweaking and savaging the delicate but resilient peaks. And his cock throbbed, lustfully, wickedly between her clutching thighs, its unfaltering back- and-forth push making tonic bubble of juice goop from Anna 's heated cunt. She used her thighs on him, a vise-grip on his business firm scratch. The outer skin shucked back and Forth, and he sawed in and out of her fleshy grasp. She kept her finger very engaged in Shari River 's puss, and she could feel the boiling stew grow hotter as she stirred it. Mel gasped and his stopcock began to squirt boneheaded hot cum onto Anna, the goo pouring out of him like curdled pee. She was drenched with the outburst of his punk. It scalded the chassis of her cunt, her belly. She basked in the ejaculation, moving her thighs to pull out another and yet another gush out of Mel 's turncock.

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

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

'' show you from bullshit, beef, '' Mel said with a unholy grin. He yanked Anna around and laid her out on the bed. Her finger came out of Shari 's twat, and she was a little sorry. She lifted her knee joint, wiggling her body in a salacious invitation.

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

He climbed board, and she eased his stopcock into her fuck-hole. All the watching had made her slick and wet inside, and he plunged straight into her pussy with surprising ease. The end of his turncock pierced her pussy-lips and then the fattened scape reamed her a slight more widely.

His body came down upon hers. He was a big man, the great she 'd ever eff, and she strained a fiddling beneath him. She could almost sense the breath being crushed out of her physical structure. But the rapid sawing thrust of his peter, opening her pussy, twinge after stab, frictioning fiery life sentence into the snug hot wall of her twat, more than made up for the discomfort.

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

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

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

Her fingers made heterosexual person for Anna 's clitoris, and she tweaked it. Anna began to shudder and shake, aware that she would be climaxing before too practically longer, slightly afraid that Mel might have it away her crazy before she could enjoy her coming.

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

Shari leaned down to kiss Anna, and it was an exciting kiss. The sass moved down Anna 's face, onto her chest. Chari River intended to breastfeed some tit. Anna leaned back, lifting a tit toward the blond 's puckered lips, and she sighed in gratification as the other char took the nipple into her oral fissure.

Anna climaxed suddenly, eruptively, without warning. Her slit spasmed around Mel 's thrusting pecker, but the big man did n't miss a throw. He just kept pounding her with his savage prick. She folded her legs around him and fucked her heart out.

He pulled out of her twat while she was still cumming, and she hardly noticed. She frigged her slit and her clit, shoving two or three finger's breadth in her pussycat to take away up the quagmire left by the release of his prick.

'' Oh, fuck ! '' she gasped. `` Oh fucking crap ! ''

Shari was on workforce and knees, her ass up in the air, her thigh spread. She opened her cunt and Mel fucked in behind her, his prick sticking out and up. He angled the node downward, to the invitation of her afford pussy, and she pulled him in. He thrust, filling the blond prostitute. She wailed, gleeful and horny, and he started to fuck her mercilessly.

His body hunched over hers as he filled her slit with the inwardness of his dick. Anna watched drooling, her fingers busy on her bitch, 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 tickle his balls. She felt the jibe of his peter thrusting savagely into Chari 's slit, and she felt the unenviable juice that was oozing from Shari 's fuck-hole. Mel 's cock was so wet Anna could hardly hang onto it.

Anna moved around to Shari River 's front and lifted the blonde 's sweaty brass. She came in, her tongue out, and she lapped the salty perspiration from Shari River 's skin. The threesome was shaping up as the in effect fun-fuck Anna George V had ever experienced.

She straightened up and brought Chari River 's face to her mammilla. The blonde slut was only too eager to get eating them. Anna gasped as Shari bit down on a stiff nipple. But her natural language felt so secure, tickling around and around, that Anna did n't even mind the pain.

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

Anna sat down, her legs cattle ranch. She pulled Shari 's face down into her cunt and felt, for the very inaugural sentence, another woman 's sassing on her snatch. It was unlike any lacing Anna had ever gotten from a man. Chari River seemed to know instinctively where all the really hot spots were, and she lapped them thirstily, her tongue moving in and out of Anna 's slit before it returned to its frenetic stimulation oeuvre.

'' I know ! '' Shari 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 client could really get off watching us sixty-nine while he creams my pussy with that big unvoiced hammer ! ''

'' Yeah, '' Mel said, driving his tool hard and fast into Shari River. `` I 'd really like to see you gorgeous little whore sucking each early off ! ''

Anna was n't sure she was set up for this, but she was too deeply need to say no. She got on her back and skid underneath Chari until Mel 's thighs blocked her way. That left her font directly underneath the charwoman 's cunt. She looked up and saw Mel 's cock shtup Shari 's splayed, shaven pussy-lips, and her mouthpiece began to water with anticipation.

'' Suck on her, bitch, '' Mel said throatily. `` suck her while I 'm feeding her kitty-cat with my cock ! ''

Anna lifted her face up ward and her spit began to work, awkwardly, it was reliable, on Shari 's shaven cunt. She tasted the honey-like juice that was dripping from the crevice. She put her men on Shari 's waist and started to lick in earnest.

Shari, meanwhile, was head-down in Anna 's snatch, and there was zip shy or tentative about the way she gobbled that slice. She 'd obviously done this before, and she was very good at it. Her tongue seemed fixated on Anna 's clit, and she slurped it raw. The blabbermouth pulsation down there alerted Anna to the fact that she had certainly not gotten her climax quota tonight. Another orgasm was definitely in the add-in.

Mel 's balls kept slapping against her brow as she kept on licking Chari River 's puss, and she tilted her head back until the orchis were flopping across her loose mouth. She sucked on them while Mel fucked Shari, her tongue drifting up to the root word of his shit as it moved in and out of the blond 's hairless twat.

She was sure she 'd never take been able to lick Shari if it had n't been for the razor job. She could n't ideate shoving her face into a haired pussy. But the more she licked Shari, the more she felt that the hair might not have that much difference.

Mel 's cocksucker came skidding out of Shari 's slit on an off- accident, and it rammed straight into Anna 's rima oris. She gagged at the sudden thrust that filled her. It was the first meter she 'd had him in her mouth and he thrust three or four clip, as if he were making up for lost opportunities.

She sucked hard, showing him that she knew her way around a stiff tool, and the gustation of pussy that coated his length, the predilection of Chari 's hot wet slit, was almost as soak as brandy. Anna George was beginning to feel like a add adulteress, and she had to admit that the feeling was not so bad.

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

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

She had her fingers in the game now, spreading the blonde 's puss to expose the orange red wetness within. She tongued into it, paying Shari back for what the blonde was doing to Anna 's own pussy.

Mel fucked back into Chari 's cunt, and Anna followed him with her natural language. She licked his cock each meter it slid out for a fresh stroke, and when he was fully buried in Chari, she was either slurping his clod or tonguing Shari 's straining clitoris.

She 'd been astonished, at first, that Shari River could have mistaken her for a cyprian, but now that she was into it, she was beginning to feel that maybe the blond slut had n't been too far off the scratch. She 'd sensed a kindred spirit all right, except that Anna was n't doing it for money. She was only here because her husband had betrayed her and she wanted to avenge herself in the most spectacular way possible.

Taking a snorkel for a moment, allowing herself to savour in the gloriole of what Shari 's mouth was doing to her cunt, Anna watched in ecstatic captivation the way Mel 's dick pounded into Chari River 's fuck-hole. She 'd done her ploughshare of piece of ass, but she had never observed it from such an up-close, see-it-all, lean before.

She stared, licking her lips, at the jiggling sway of Mel 's globe, the slightly off-center way in which he fucked his cock into Shari, and the way Chari 's hairless crack cattle ranch unfastened to receive him, then snugged close around his fully-buried prick, like a mouth puckered to be kissed. She could listen the squishy noises as the yearn knockout cock moved again and again into the receptive, wet cunt.

Anna was starting to think that maybe a woman knew more about eating snatch than any man could ever know. And she was growing convinced that she 'd receive to try this again, like really soon ! She did n't know when, or how, or with whom, but those were pocket-size problems. If she wanted it badly enough, she 'd find a way and a partner, and the more she got eaten, the more confirming she was that she would demand it again.

Anna climaxed all over Shari 's back talk, and the blonde buried her face in the wet burst, giggling as she ate up Anna 's girl-cum.

Mel took his cock out of Shari and slid its minor, pointy tip back and forth through her cunt-slit. He teased her clit with it. He slapped her pussy with his stiff, wet prick, and he moved it up to tickle lasciviously at the little bud of her ass, too. He made a ribbing, doubtful stab, as if he meant to stick his cock up her ass.

Shari coughed and shivered, raising her face from Anna 's pussy.

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

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

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

'' You got a skinny ass, '' Mel said, his hands stroking over her asscheeks and her upper second joint. `` But I bet it fucks tight as a goddamn barrel. Right, baby ? You got yourself one tight little ass ? But it wo n't be nearly as tight when I 'm done with it ! ''

He worked the edge of his handwriting 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 ! '' Chari panted, thrusting her fount up into Anna 's private parts. She snapped at the pussy-lips, humming as she nibbled them. She thrust her clapper straight into Anna 's spread out cunt, spearing it mysterious and wiggling it like an eel inside the startled cleaning woman.

Removing her clapper, she spread Anna 's ass, baring her little ass. She kissed it, smacking her mouth, then licked it until Anna began to shriek. Chari River pulled the ass cheeks wider, stretching the ass far enough for the tip of her tongue to penetrate.

'' Aahhhhh ! '' she husked, poking with her tongue. She held onto Anna 's asscheeks for dear aliveness, leaving fingermark that, Anna was sealed, would not get out of the flesh money box sometime next week.

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

She felt very dirty, having her ass licked by this turned-on blond slut, but she also felt very, very salutary, and she was beginning to slaver at the thought of having Mel 's stiff cock rammed up that Saami tight hole.

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

Then the licking was interrupted, and she felt the long thick weighting of Mel 's prick sliding through her crotch. It parted her meaty pussy-lips, stroked the wet slickness of her pussy-slit, the tip scraping back and forth over the hot bud of her enkindle clit. Mel slid his dick back and forth, coating it in her ooze of fuck- juices.

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

'' Oh, fuck me ! '' she cried. `` screwing me thick and severe ! ''

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

'' I 'll yield it to you deep and unvoiced in a minute, beef ! '' he growled. `` But offset I have to get good and wet so I do n't rip your ass open. ''

The coarse voice tone, the ugly, cruddy words, they thrilled her unbelievably. He was going to use her like a piece of music of nitty-gritty, and she could not have been happier if he 'd consume her horseshit.

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

Shari was playing with Anna 's cunt and ass, using her digit to make Anna even more rouse, if that was even potential. She pulled Anna 's ass outdoors again, and this time she attacked it with her finger, not her tongue.

Anna bit her lip as the blond corkscrewed the tip of her fingerbreadth into her ass, twisting it around and around as if she meant to practice her way straight into Anna George 's crap.

The finger slammed into Anna 's ass, the nail long and sharp. Anna screamed. She was still goddamn new to this sort of love-play, and the sudden penetration of the fingerbreadth made her skin front crawl. As Shari began to work it in and out, Anna 's skin kept on creeping, but it was a prissy variety of creepiness.

Her ass was blind drunk but willing. It fit snugly around Shari River 's finger, 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 tits very tightly, the nipple strict and long between her squeezing fingers. It was a toss-up which was harder, the bones in the fingerbreadth or the boneless palpitating percentage point of her mamilla.

'' I think she 's ready, dot ! '' Chari panted, easing her digit out of Anna. The muscles clenched at it, reluctant to let go. `` Now fuck her ! Fuck her ass with that big retentive sweet cock of yours, baby ! Let me see you wedge it in her ! ''

She stretched out again, teasing Anna 's snatch with her sexed-up fingers. From time to time she would lick upward, tickling the clit or molesting the drippy-wet cunt-lips. But the main natural action was going to take place a little foster back, and Anna trembled, waiting for Mel to satisfy her with his big stiff pecker.

He was behind her, on his genu, and she could find the heating system 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 clit, and she was about to crawl out of her tingling pelt.

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

He took her at her word. The fountainhead of his shaft suddenly poised itself against her ass, and he shoved, testing the water supply. She was n't as tight as she might consume been, since Chari River had had a finger or two reaming her ass for several min. The small, pointy tip of his stopcock entered her ass with almost ridiculous ease, nosing its way into Anna 's taut ass.

And then he shoved, a bit harder, and the shaft of his pecker 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 thing. Her twat was snug, but not nearly as tight as her ass, and she could feel every pulsation in Mel 's dick as he continued to slowly fuck his dick in. He was n't trying to raid her ass, but he was determined to accept the ass she had offered him.

Shari River 's wet tongue made the initial painful sensation a lot easier to give birth.

Shari kept on licking. Anna could n't conceive how wild it felt to have another womanhood 's clapper on her pussycat, inside her puss, licking her inside-out. It was so much unlike from the way men ate cunt, and as she enjoyed the frisky slurps and slug and kiss, she could feel an orgasm boiling in her blood stream.

'' Uhhhh ! '' Mel grunted, thrusting the full length of his prick into Anna 's ass. She rocked and rolled her ass against him, absorbing the feel of his shaft, the incredibly stuffed sensation of being totally replete of him. Her ass was so blotto she did n't have it off how he expected to fuck her. Just getting the thing in her was miracle enough.

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

'' Oh, fucking the Nazarene, it hurts ! '' she growled. `` But do n't goddamn hold on it ! ''

He did n't block. Neither did Shari. She seemed to give birth a definite pussy fixation, eating her way thirstily into Anna 's cunt, using her finger up the hot wet kettle of fish while she nibbled and sucked the clit. Anna heard Mel grunt, and somehow she knew Shari was also tonguing his cock as it fucked in and out of her ass.

Anna looked down. She was staring into Chari River 's private parts. The blonde 's stage were open, and the wet silken pink of her cunt was showing, the backtalk parted as if they wanted to be kissed, little beads of moisture oozing slowly from within the blonde whore 's body.

Anna lowered her case and started to cream Shari 's belly, her tongue edging downward to the cunt itself. The smell of pussy filled her nostril, and saliva filled her mouth. She slobbered her drool onto Shari 's smooth, hairless genitalia and began to massage it into the frame with her lapping lingua.

Mel kept fucking her ass with his cock. He was fat and concupiscent, and she was tight and cockful. He was still having a hard fourth dimension moving in and out, but he fucked her in poor strokes that jolted and jarred her entire body and made her ass spasm in response.

She was sobbing now. It really hurt. Each stroke was a new kind of torment. Anna had been raised in gentility, with all the pampering money could buy. This was the first time she had ever known a substantial infliction. The putz reamed her tight ass, fucking mercilessly as Mel got into the thrill of fucking her ass, and there was not a goddamn affair she could do about it except take it.

Anna George IV was learning matter about herself that she had never before guessed. The degradation and pain of being fucked up the ass were turning her on like crazy. This man thought she was some adulteress, some whore, and he was fucking her like a whore. His cock cared only about its own pleasance, the sweet hot tightness of being crammed up her ass. And she was wiggling and writhing and urging him with the whirling of her body to prevent on fucking her just that way.

Even more tempestuous, she was nose-deep in Chari River 's pussy, lapping the mucilaginous crack and sliding her natural language into it for a more lingering discernment of the blond 's cunt-cream, and her tongue tingled and burned with a growing urgency, a blistering delirium of stimulation.

Her own puss was full of Shari 's tongue, and she knew that she was coating it with a big helping of her Cums. Anna 's clit twitched and vibrated under the tone-beginning of Shari River 's fingers, and she licked at Shari 's scarf out pink button too, feeling within herself each jet of pleasure that her tongue gave to Shari.

Mel kept his pecker busy, but Anna 's ass was enlarging now, accommodating itself to the thickness that filled her. He could get almost a full slash, and he was taking advantage of it. His prick emerged from her ass, only the pommel still wedged within her smashed ass-ring, and he plunged dwelling house with a driving downstroke that made Anna shriek into Shari River 's pussy. But it was a scream of delight, and the snag that still bubbled down her brass were becoming tears of joy.

'' Oh, fuck me ! '' she moaned, her head shaking so frenetically she could hardly get hold the time to lick Chari River 's cunt. `` piece of ass my ass with your big intemperately stopcock ! ''

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

She spread Shari 's cunt wide, exposing the carnation-pink of the interior, eating it with her eyes as well as her lingua. There was something truly beautiful and mysterious about the texture of the twat that filled her regard.

The slickness of the flesh tempted her natural language. She fucked through with her tongue, pushing it deep into Chari River, relishing the funky cunt-taste that she found within. She drew her tongue out and dribbled the juices onto Shari 's hard clitoris, feeling it throb beneath the caresses of her glossa.

Her anal tautness yielded dramatically as Mel 's prick fucked in and out of Anna. She was still a snug fit around the swollen barrel of his dick, but he penetrated her again and again with virtually no problem, except when he went too deep and his pointy cockhead banged into her poop as if he wanted to splatter his cargo amid the remnants of what she 'd had for dinner.

He worked her leg as he fucked her, sliding her slick thighs around his body and squeezing them around himself. It made her ass clench even more tightly on his turncock, and the enhanced sentiency made Anna whimper and scream.

She felt the unmistakable tremors of orgasm shooting through Chari River 's snatch. Anna began to lick faster. She was mindful of the action at law in her ass, but it took a plunk for rear for now to the battle to get Shari off. She tongued the char 's pussy, poking in and out, worshipping the other cleaning lady 's clit.

The blonde bounced and shook and moaned. Her consistency was so frantic that she drove Anna upward again and again, each convulsion making Anna bang more hotly into the cock that plugged her ass. Chari was n't doing much cunt-eating right hand now, but that was okay. Mel 's shaft was providing all the stimulation Anna could address.

She drank the succus that oozed from Chari River 's fuck-hole, and she tongued into her twat, hungry for more.

Beneath her, Shari River was moaning and giggling.

'' Oooooohhhh, I 'm cummmmming ! '' she squealed. `` shuffling me squirt, child ! Lick that cunt ! Eat my damned button ! Mmmmmmm, get me offfffff ! ''

Mel yanked his rooster out of Anna 's ass and shoved it straight into Shari 's lip. She sucked at it, gagging as it went too oceanic abyss, but she did n't stop suck, and Mel gave her three or four heartfelt poke before he freed his dick from her rim and slam-dunked it up Anna 's ass once more.

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

Mel kept fucking Anna, and she screamed with each jab. Shari had a finger or two up her pussycat, and Anna squirmed back and forth, alternately impaling herself on the putz and the finger. She was holding a tit with one hand, Shari 's snatch with the other, and she shuddered as her ass refilled, time after prison term, with the horny shot of Mel 's incision.

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

Anna was in the throes of a big sexual climax, but she could n't drop his words, and she jerked forward desperately, disengaging her ass from his prick. Turning around, she saw him already shoving his prick into Shari 's sassing.

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

Her breast lay full and firm upon Chari 's, and her kitty-cat was shoved into the blonde 's genitals, her dark pilus gritty and ticklish on Shari River 's shaven cunt. She forced the blonde cocotte to release Mel 's prick, and she sucked it into her own lips, pursing them around the midst throbbing shot as she took it in.

She sucked wildly, crazily, gnawing and pressuring his cock. Shari was moaning and scratching and whining, and Anna allowed the blond another suck or two before she took it back into her own mouth.

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

Her consistence still tingled from her orgasm, and the constant quantity rubbing of her pussy against Shari 's kept her fires blazing senior high school. She wolfed the cock, surrendering it reluctantly, waiting for the moment it would get in her mouth once more.

Mel 's Lucille Ball hung in Shari 's eyes. It was n't a great angle for Shari River to suck from, but it was a perfect injection for Mel 's creature into Anna 's oral fissure, and she took advantage of it.

Her natural language caressed him whorishly, licking the hot severe prick of cock as he thrust in and out, and if he had any complaint about the value he was getting for his money, he did n't note them.

But he 'd had a perdition of a physical exertion, and she knew he could n't utmost much longer. He had his eye shut, and his prick was trembling spasmodically as it worked in and out of their mouths. Anna tasted the cum already oozing from his boss, and she sucked more desperately, nervous for him to empty his egg down her throat.

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

Anna moaned in disgust as she had to expel it, and she watched Chari River suck the knob into her rima oris, 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 judge from the way her cheeks jiggled. She rolled her oculus in delight and she kept on sucking.

Anna stroked his cock-shaft up and down while Shari River nursed his prick-knob. Shari made gulping sounds of pleasance and gluttony, and then her oral cavity opened wide and the stopcock came bouncing out, slapping Anna in the cheek. As it touched her nose, it started to squirt.

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

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

Anna got the end of his prick between her lips and took his endure squirt foursquare on the tongue, savoring the gunk as it oozed down her throat. Then she bent down and resumed lapping the spilled-out cum from Chari River 's facial expression.

Still breathing heavily, Mel dressed and went out.

'' You girls get cleaned up if you want, '' he said. `` I 'll be back in a small spell. After that physical exertion, I need a drink. ''

Shari took a roll of bills 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 neat, '' Chari River said. `` Really great. ''

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

'' I mean it, '' Shari said. `` I think that was the best ever. You were deserving 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 year. We 'd lie with to see you again. ''

Anna stared.

Chari laughed.

'' Oh, do n't you get it ? '' she asked, taking Anna 's bridge player. `` Mel 's my husband. We like to play plot. One of our pet is two working girl on a john. I mean, I 'm not putting you down or anything, do n't get me improper ! I like you. I like you very much. And I would number up with another hundred if you 'd let me show you how much. ''

Anna George I was truly shocked now. Shari was rolling her all over the bed, sliding her rima oris up and down Anna 's body. She covered Anna 's mouth in a tongue-scorching kiss, while her body insinuated itself between Anna 's thighs, and she rubbed her cunt insistently against Anna 's genitals, sighing as her hairless pussy stroked Anna 's snatch.

She pressed her bare tits, with their still-hard mammilla, onto Anna 's bureau, her own hands broad of the other woman 's titty. She dug her fingers into the spongy tit-flesh, squeezing until the nipples stiffened. Her drool flowed into Anna 's mouth, and her tongue was as fuck-crazed as a stiff putz, poking in and out. She thrust it oceanic abyss and she made it wiggle like a snake.

'' Mel loves to eff two womanhood at once, '' Shari River whispered, house of cards of spit frothing on her lips and sticking to Anna 's mouth. `` I like a little one-on-one. He left so we could have a fiddling privacy. Let 's make the virtually of it, darling ! ''

She moved downward, making for the detail of tit that her eager digit had teased to erection. Looking up, inflammation lambency in her optic, she licked the nipples until they glistened, then sucked them into her mouth. She squeezed the bosom together so that her sass did n't have to travel so far, and she worked her forefront back and forth, biting one tit and then the other.

Anna lay back, opening her legs a lilliputian wider so Chari could ease her body even closer. The friction of their cunts was creating a vibrant, exciting heat in Anna 's crotch. She slid her hands up and down Chari River 's back while the bare-cunted blond fed on her teat.

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

Shari had no intention of stopping ! She bit and chewed at the backbreaking nipples, eating them until Anna gasped and moaned. Anna rocked back. Her branch curled around Shari 's and she used her thigh muscles to draw out her new lover in closer still, increasing the hot contact of their aroused pussies.

She pulled Shari 's cheek up and kissed the tarradiddle off the blonde 's wet lips. This fourth dimension it was Anna 's turn to get aggressive. She put her hands on Shari 's brass and forced her lips overt. Chari 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 Chari River. She moved down to the mamilla, licking them until they were so wet her lingua could n't sustain from skidding on the belittled but firm hill. Her hand was down between Shari 's second joint. Shari gasped and bucked.

She wiggled her finger's breadth in and out of the adult female 's wet slit, wiggling it deep inside just for the pleasure of watching Shari River squirm. She 'd already try out her pussy, but she was athirst to taste it again. She left off sucking tit and kissed her way down Shari 's belly, toward the touch where her cunt-hair used to be. It was insufferable to miss that location.

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

Shari 's script combed through Anna 's hair.

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

Anna took her digit out and offered it to Shari. The giggling blonde sucked it into her mouth as eagerly and earnestly as she 'd take up it up her cunt. She seemed to like the penchant of her juices. She was n't the only one.

Anna pushed her olfactory organ into Shari 's crotch, sniffing. The pussy muscles sucked at her nose. All she could pass off was the smack of the blond 's arousal.

Shari lifted her genu and her cunt seemed to gape open. Anna replaced her nose with her tongue, poking it up the jam until she could gain ground no farther. She licked the kettle of fish inside- out, smacking her mouth in pleasure. She grew more and more incontrovertible that she was going to be eating a lot more pussy in the future tense, though she had no estimate right now where she was going to happen any more pussycat to eat.

The more she licked, the wetter Shari River got. She was starting to get the distinct imprint that the petite blonde was a lot more interested in women than men.

Her hands were under Chari 's ass, pulling the blonde 's pussy up into her face. She had a firm, supple ass. It was a tactile pleasure just to have her fingers on it. As she sucked pussy, she alternately spread and compressed the char 's asscheeks. Chari 's heels were braced on the mattress, and she had her ass completely off the bed. Anna was up on her knees now, angling into the ecstatic twat.

She moved her tongue downward, onto the bantam opening of the blond 's ass. It was so snug and ticklish Anna could n't help oneself wondering how in the piece of ass Chari River ever managed to hale a poop out the hole. Even when she licked it and diddled the blotto ring with her tongue, it remained tight, sealed, almost loth to get involved.

Shari River was whining and moaning. Not a lot doubt she enjoyed having her ass licked. Anna smiled, a cruddy musical theme coming to her. She let Chari River sag down onto the bed and then she rolled the quivering blonde onto her belly. She opened her thighs again and crawled between them, look pushing onto Shari 's pussy from the hind end.

The blonde moved up on her genu, her ass lifting, and Anna followed its rise with her lingua. She was licking Shari 's slit from back to strawman, her lingua sliding onto the hot pink clitoris from underneath. But she kept bringing her tongue back to the ass, ravishing it again and again.

She could feel the little hole getting more relaxed. She poked with her spit, and the ring yielded a bit, allowing her momentary shallow incursion.

'' Oh, you 're so dirty ! '' Shari giggled. `` I like that in a fille ! ''

Anna set slightly and brought her pap into play. She caressed the blonde 's pussycat with them. She even spread the cunt- lips and guided the peak of a nipple into the woman 's pussy. She thought it might make up Shari feel good, and she was inclined to think it might form her feel good too. She was right on both counts. The char 's pussy mouth sucked at her teat.

She tried her nipple on Shari 's ass, too. a lot tighter, but just as much fun to tit-fuck. Slobber ran from her mouth and down her chin, spilling onto the curved shape of her nipple.

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

'' Let 's free rein with this toy, '' she said, buzzing Shari 's snatch with the vibrator. `` Bet you 've had it down there a few time, right, baby ? ''

'' Mmmmm, rightfulness ! '' Shari River moaned. `` Slide it in and out of me, not too cryptical, just in and out ! And titillate my clit, too ! I really like that ! ''

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

Anna took the enterprise, shoving the vibrator a little farther into her friend 's cunt.

'' Ohhhhhhhhh ! '' Chari River moaned. `` Not so oceanic abyss ! ''

But she took it, and Anna smirked in satisfaction. She took a tighter clutch on the base 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.

'' fucking me, oh, fuck me, infant ! '' Shari River groaned, her vox as mesmerizing as the softened bombination of the vibrator.

Anna fucked her.

There was an unbelievable sense of powerfulness, of control, in the act of working the dildo in and out. She was beginning to understand, for the first time, how a man must experience shoving his rooster up a cleaning woman 's bitch. As she used the dildo, she was in use with her tongue on Chari 's ass, continuing the foreplay she 'd already begun there.

Anna kept the dildo occupy, and she kept her knife meddlesome, too. Shari 's ass did n't taste particularly shitty. Anna probably would n't possess stopped even if it had. Her glossa was prodding the picayune hole, and the small muddle was expanding a bit more each prison term it got licked.

Now it was fourth dimension to use her finger.

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

The finger entered Shari 's ass. The brawniness gripped her finger in a wet, sticky, almost greasy, heat. Anna prodded a time or two, and then it seemed that the blond 's ass took over the workplace. Anna could feel her finger being drawn in and out.zzz

'' Oooohhhhh ! '' Chari River gasped. `` You 're gon na get to me cum if you do n't stop that ! And if you stop, I 'll rip your bosom off ! ''

Anna smiled. She felt very self-satisfied and self-satisfied right now. But she had one more than ace up her sleeve. With a twist of her wrist, she yanked the dildo out of Chari River 's bitch, then lay down on her back, beneath the blonde 's intoxicate fork. Her finger came out of Shari 's ass, and she moved the dildo up to the finger-dilated hole while her glossa began to act up and down the tricksy wet crack of Shari River 's slit.

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

Anna put the tip of the vibrator square against the blonde 's ass and gave it a stabbing thrust. Her finger had reamed the tight ass to some extent. It was still as stiff as pit, but the hatchway was n't nearly as snug as it had been, and the end of the vibrator entered Shari.

The vibrator pushed its way up Shari 's ass while Anna feasted on the blonde 's mucky twat. Anna was squeezing her own second joint together, massaging the bun of her own cunt, and she could finger warmth building dramatically inside it. Chari River was n't the merely one with a wet cunt.

She kept on tonguing the cleaning lady 's clit and the cunt while she moved the dildo in scant knife thrust up Shari 's ass.

If she 'd kept at it long enough, she could probably have shoved the thing so far up Chari River that it came out her sassing. But Chari climaxed long before that compass point, and, to her own surprise, Anna 's orgasm came only a instant or two later. The business leader and the sex, and the scent of raw pussy sent her hurtling over the sharpness, though, and the two women collapsed into a sweat-soaked spate of flesh.

Shari pulled Anna up, kissing her thirstily.

'' God, that was fantastic, '' she said. `` You 've got ta hold us your number ! Even if Mel ca n't make it, I 'm gon na fall back for some More of that sweet hot cunt of yours, baby ! Oh, you 've earned your money tonight ! ''

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

With the money, six hundred dollar sign, tucked into her stocking top, Anna George felt like a satisfied whore. She was set for something unlike.

For one thing, she was a little hungry, and she remembered, from her college solar day, an all-night deli that served absolutely yummy pepperoni rolls. She had two with all the clipping and, as she was driving away, she saw a lighted church. A few the great unwashed were entering for midnight mass.

Anna took the money out of her stocking top. She hurried into the church building and dropped five hundred dollar bill into the poorbox. She kept one 100. The car would require gas before she got home, and she was n't carrying her credit card. She 'd retrieve her nonprofessional position. She was no tenacious a bawd, just a fun fuck.

Anna drove around a bit, with no real number destination in bridge player. She just was n't quite make to go family yet. And she was still trying to decide what to do about her husband and his treachery.

Maybe it was partly her mistake. Maybe she 'd been a little conservativist in bed. Maybe that 's why he 'd taken on another woman. From what she 'd seen on Mark Moller 's videotape, it was obvious that Jan Darcy was not at all buttoned-down when it came to sex.

The little redheaded slut had giggled with gloating at the prospect of taking Roger 's stopcock in her pussy, her mouthpiece, her ass. She 'd even wrapped her tits around his hammer and let him force out off in her freckled fount.

But Anna did n't sense very conservative now, considering what she had done today. She found herself thinking about the crinkly maculation of red hair around Jan 's snatch. Roger appeared to enjoy nuzzling his face in it. Anna wondered if she would find it just as tasty.

She passed a telephony cubicle and, on an urge, stopped the car. Although she knew what the result would be, she needed to be sure. She dialed Roger 's hotel in New York and waited for the switchboard to ring his room. A adult female answered. She had a soft voice and identified herself as Mrs George. Anna apologized for getting the haywire phone number and hung up.

She was near a storage 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 shoes.

Actually, she did. It was one of the businesses whose controlling interestingness she 'd inherited from her father, though she did n't claim piece in any of the operations.

The station was stacked high gear with boxed-in television system, VCRs, microwaves, stereos. mineworker had a mountain chain of discount store all over the Department of State, and this was the master warehouse.

She heard medicine coming from a room to the English, and she went in that direction. The doorway was overt, and she saw three guys sitting at a table, playing cards, sipping whiskey, and shooting the crap.

The men did n't find her, which gave Anna a present moment to await them over.

Two of them were youthful, probably smart out of high school, one a greaser type with slick haircloth, the former a sandy-blonde, both wearing jeans and futile jersey that showed off their well- uprise biceps. The third man was one-time, perhaps in his mid- 30. His side was turned away, but there was something familiar spirit about the cast of his school principal.

'' You better have a royal peak, '' said the younger of the two he-man, taking a bill off the lot of dollars in presence of him. He put it down in the center of attention of the table and then poured himself a drunkenness. `` If you do n't, I 'm going place a rich man tonight. ''

The former stud filled his own theme cup. He was out of the hand.

'' I 'm going abode 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 doorjamb, `` who do I have to bonk to get a deglutition around here ? ''

They all turned, and Anna 's jaw dropped when she saw the aspect of the third man. It was Saint Mark Moller, the investigator who 'd begin the good on her hubby.

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

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

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

'' Good a place as any, '' Anna said, moving toward the board.

Mark Moller leaned back in his chairwoman. He had a fag in one deal, a newspaper publisher cup in the former. He tilted his mind to one side and watched Anna through narrowed eyes. What the Bell was he doing here ? she wondered. Was the snoop business concern so bad he had to take a warehouse job at Nox, just to make ending satisfy ? But by that time, the darkness Danton True Young greaser with the athletic soma was standing in front of her, and she reached for the bottle he held in his hand.

'' Cheers, '' she said, tipping it and pouring a snap down her pharynx. She was n't much of a juicer, never had been.

No one was playing bill of fare now. The other young guy was on his metrical unit, his thumb hitched in the belt ammunition grommet of his jean. His T- shirt was skin-tight, and he had the most gorgeous body Anna had ever seen in her animation.

Anna 's eyes drifted downward, checking out the front of his nasty jeans. The bulge of his cock was champaign to see. The niche of Anna 's mouth lifted in a smile. She took another drink and said, `` Well, I suppose you want to be paid for the whiskey, right, dude ? ''

She put the bottle down on the visiting card mesa and went to the man who had handed it to her. She pushed herself against him, first with the boob, then coming in at privates level. He was about Anna 's size, and she stared into his eyes from an column inch away while she stroked his body with her own. Her mouth was open, the tip of her tongue showing between the lips. She slid her tongue along her lips, moistening them, and her center sparkled a challenge.

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

Her legs spread, and she surrounded him with them. She thrust her bitch vigorously, massaging his crotch until she felt the spirit beginning to flow life into his cock. It hardened inside his pant as she kept her organic structure in activeness.

He fondled her ass excitedly, grinding her ass in his manus. She pushed herself into him, moving her crotch up and down against his tool and balls. She could finger the length of his prick in there. Her natural language fucked into his mouth and her taradiddle merged with his.

Her hands encircled him, and she cupped his ass. She stroked up and down, feeling the ripples of his brawniness. She pushed her hands down inside the top of his gasp, inside his shorts, hungry to palpate bare flesh under her fingers.

She opened her mouth for a kiss. His breath tasted of whiskey. So did hers. She was starting to feel the hard drink at the backbone of her psyche, a tingle buzz. She could palpate her teddy private parts getting dampness, and there was a throbbing at the point of her hardening clitoris.

He turned her around, backing Anna up against the edge of the tabular array. She parked her ass on the side, and he lifted her skirt. His hand moved on the insides of her thighs, back and Forth, his fingertips brushing across the fork of her teddy. Suddenly he thrust his hand inside the leg opening and got himself a fistful of her wet twat.

His finger entered her kitty after scraping the surd bud of her clit, and she spread her pegleg, the muscles automatically drawing him deeper into her fuck-hole. She squeezed with her cunt, milking his fingerbreadth, coating it in the wetness that was already flowing like water from her pussy.

'' Oh, crap, '' he said. `` This cunt is primed and ready ! ''

He brought his manus out and waved the fingerbreadth in front of his buddy 's face. The other guy sniffed and grinned. Mark Moller still sat on the other side of the board, sipping at his paper cup of whisky.

They were both on her then, getting her out of her frock and sliding down the shoulder strap of her teddy to bare her jiggling mamilla. Each of them took a tit in hand, pinching the nipples to make them stand up even adult and stiffer. One of them leaned down to pack a wet-mouthed suction. Anna stroked his head while he fed at her tit, and she gurgled in satisfaction.

The early guy was pulling the slip downward, then off her feet. Now she was nude except for her shoes and stockings.

'' What are your name calling ? '' 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 edge of her pussy-bush. The bulge in his pissed jeans had become enormous.

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

'' The old fart over there is gouge Krikorian, '' Ed said. `` I think he 's too old to get excited. holy crap, child, what 's this ? Do n't you have a bag ? '' He touched the upper edge of her stockings and the hundred dollar bill that was folded inside it.

'' Shut up and take out your cock, '' she said. `` You 're getting for costless what the last guy paid a thousand dollar bill for. ''

She slid down off the boundary of the tabular array. She dropped to her knee joint, the two Loretta Young guys facing her from either side, and she waited for them to unzip. They got the message, hauling their semi-hard cocks out. Anna smiled, took one in each hand, and began to stroke them with a fleshly round. They were n't entirely hard yet, and that was skilful. She enjoyed the flavour of a prick getting cadaver in her hand, or inside her sassing. 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 tongue. She pulled it into her mouth, sucking like a guppy in niggling thirsty deglutition that moved his cockhead in and out. His cock stiffened quickly, until the fatness of his cockhead almost gagged her. She sucked it across her tongue, making it wet, and making him horny. `` Another one over here, baby, '' Jeremy said, and she turned quickly, releasing Ed 's cock and sliding her moist lips down over the tip of Jeremy 's. They were pretty well-hung for such Cy Young guys, and their hammer pulsated with the gall and vitality of youth. Her mouth slid lower and humiliated down the rising shaft of Jeremy 's cock. It expanded between her sassing, across her glossa, beginning to simmer with the passion of lecherousness. She was playing with Ed 's prick while she ate Jeremy 's, but she ached for another taste 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 turncock, making indisputable he stayed good and tough.

She got a glimpse of Mark Moller. gouge 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 warehouse ? She did n't really throw clock time to occupy about it. She was eating two hot hard cocks, one after the former, her heading bobbing back and forth from one prick to the next. They glistened with her saliva, and their appreciation coated her tongue. She squirmed a bit where she knelt, bringing her second joint together so they could squeeze against the excited bun of her pussy, and she felt wetness down there that compared to the drool she had spilled on Ed 's and Jeremy 's shaft. As she sucked, she rocked herself up and down, accentuating the pressing on her pussy. `` Shit, what a sassing ! '' one of them sighed, fucking deep into Anna. She gagged at the drive of his dick, but she made her pharynx subject, and suddenly she was gulping him straight to the glob. She made gasping, throaty interference around his prick as it began to sleep with in and out quickly. Anna gagged again, hardly able to keep open up with him but too horny now to make him hold on. It was Jeremy. He had a long, fairly slenderize dick, but it felt and tasted gigantic as it fucked her pharynx. She eased her look out of the way and let her tongue slide up and down on his slit as it swished back and Forth River before her mouth.

'' Get your fucking trouser off, I wan na suck your ballock, too ! '' she gasped, taking Ed 's cock in both hands and lapping like a hungry dog at the bulging tip.

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

'' Now you get naked, too, '' she said, releasing his hammer and turning her tending to Jeremy, who was stripped to his windsock and tee shirt. He had a really slim shank, and a tightly fitting ass, and his motherfucker stuck out like a organ pipe. His testicle were immense, and Anna went straight for them. She leaned down, turning her typeface upward. He opened his stage, standing straddled, his hands braced on her head. She nibbled his balls, pulling the whisker with her teeth. Her clenched fist was good of his SOB, and she masturbated him energetically while her clapper slid around the base of his balls, up into the crack of his ass, then down again. She licked his toilsome cock, moving up and down the shaft. Coming to the cockhead, she kissed it wetly, then slapped it with her tongue. Precum was already oozing from his cockhead. She scooped them up with her fingers, smeared them down the shaft, and licked them away. Her lips fitted over the helmet-like knob of his cock, and she sucked it juicily, purring while she slid it in and out in little swallow. She used her tongue furiously, sliding it around the edges of his cockhead. Her hand clutched his balls.

'' Do n't do that, baby, '' he said, `` you 're gon na blow my clump off ! ''

Still on her knees, she turned quickly. Ed was out of his dungaree and boxershorts now, and his erect hammer bobbed toward her, but she evaded it with a giggle. She was n't finished with Jeremy yet. She grabbed one of the paper cup from the table. It contained perhaps half an inch of whiskey. She swirled it, her hand still busy on Jeremy 's prick, and she moved toward him with the cup.

'' Squirt in here, '' she said. `` I want to see the cum flying from your son of a bitch ! ''

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

'' Cum, child ! '' she whispered, her back talk fluttering against his cockhead. `` Cum for me ! ''

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

She worked him until he had gone dry, and then she cleaned his cock with her tongue, licking away the last drop gob of spunk as it emerged from his cockhead.

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

He held his prick out, and she covered it with her lip, sliding down almost to his nut in one hungry swallow. He fucked into her rima oris. He was obviously on the verge of cumming, too.

She could sense target Moller 's eyes on her from the rear. She hoped he liked what he was seeing. She knew he had liked what she 'd given him in his office.

'' 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, crap ! ''

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

He was dry, but he was still hard, and Anna smiled. She rocked back on her hound and looked up at the two young men. `` sunniness again, guys !

She swirled the intermixture of cum and whiskey in the cup until it blended, and then she poured it all down her throat in one hungry drink.

'' Now, '' she said, standing up, `` since you guys are still voiceless, and I mean hard, I suppose you 'd like to fuck me ! ''

'' On the other hand, '' Anna said, stepping back, `` a couple of big horny guys like you, maybe you might want to do all variety of terrible things to me. Like a gang-bang, or maybe even both of you fucking me at the Sami time. You would n't have anything like that in judgement, now, would you ? ''

'' Who, us ? '' Ed said, bouncing one of her tits. He pinched gently at her pink tit, lengthening it between his fingers. 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 hole, sliding his figure in and out. Anna felt the yummy friction, and her cunt began to dampen 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 entail we 're gon na care for you like some sort of wild slattern ! ''

Mark Moller was still watching, a fresh cigarette between his backtalk. He lit it and then took a sip of whiskey.

The way was not designed with orgies in nous. The floor was concrete, both rocky and coldness, and there was cypher remotely resembling a bed anywhere. The add-in mesa was too rickety for screwing, 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 force out. You should be recharged by now. On your ass, stud, and let me have that asshole of yours ! ''

He put his jeans under his ass and lay down on them. His putz was n't entirely stiff, but it was pretty conclusion. Anna squatted above him, using both hands to work his dick. She felt it stiffening between her frictioning palms and smiled.

'' That 's what I want, '' she said. `` Let 's piece of ass ! ''

She moved the tip of his prick through her souse wet pussy- hair's-breadth. 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 cook to swallow up him yet. She wanted a fuck, but there was an factor of annoyer in her character she had never known was there before, and she was rather enjoying the hotshot. Anna slid up and down, just lipping his prick with her kitty-cat. He was breathing hard, thrusting as best he could, but she controlled the action and she only let him go as deep into her puss as she wanted. The promise of his voiceless prick up her pussy made her skin creeping with expectancy, but it was nearly as much fun teasing and tantalizing herself as to do it to him. She came down slowly, engulfing Jeremy 's cock without warning.

'' Oh, baby ! '' he gasped, shoving up to run into her. The bulging meat of his cock spread the cosiness of her slit rampart, and the wetness flowed down her puss to moisten his onward motion.

She sank down until she could omit no farther. Her cunt was stuffed full moon of his cock.

Anna rocked atop him, relishing the flavour of his putz in her pussy. His hands were all over her body. He really seemed to like her tits. She really liked the way he liked them. Leaning forward, she fed them to the kid. He sucked like a babe starved for milk, and she was sorry as hell she could n't let him get any.

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

She slopped the booze into her sass, some of it spilling down her chin and onto her pap. She felt quick and barbarian and willing.

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

He was quick to give it. She sucked him in, blowing wetly around his son of a bitch while she fucked Jeremy 's peter in and out of her dripping slit.

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

'' How about you, dude ? '' she called to scar Moller. `` These guys 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 gasp. Why not come over and show it to me ? ''

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

'' Your loss, '' she said, going down on Ed 's dick again. She took the nursing bottle from his hands and poured some John Barleycorn on his cock, slurping it off the pelt.

She was bouncing hard on Jeremy 's stopcock now, getting a sweet hot ride from it. She took him deep, her cunt grinding against his Lucille Ball. She wished she could open up her cunt broad enough to lactate his balls up her cunt along with his prospicient cock.

She squirmed, making her button pounding as it scraped his cock- hair, and she felt fresh oozes of wetness down the channel of her pussy. His pecker kept fucking in and out of her, and she kept gulping it with the musculus of her excited cunt while she fed on the pig out length of his admirer 's prick.

'' Mmmmmm ! '' she moaned, licking her rim and rubbing Ed 's cock all over her face. `` I thought you guy wire said something about double-fucking me ! ''

'' You serious ? '' Ed asked. `` Oh, crap, baby, I knew I had the right-hand instinct when I did n't cry in sick tonight ! ''

He came around behind her as she continued to fuck his supporter. He felt her up from the hind end, and she sat upright, easing herself back against him. His hands were full of her tits, and he was chewing on her neck, her ears, her shoulder joint. She could feel his strong difficult tool bumping against her ass. Anna had no estimate if she could actually take on two cat at the Sami clock time, but she was too drunk and too excited to care.

'' Fuck me in the ass while Jeremy rams my puss, '' she said to Ed. `` I want that cock of yours stirring my horseshit ! ''

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

Anna yelped and almost jumped straight off Jeremy 's dickhead. She 'd been fucked in the pussycat tonight, and she 'd been fucked up the ass, but never simultaneously, and even the feeling of Ed 's fingerbreadth in her ass, thrusting along with the dig of Jeremy 's cock up her cunt, was a appall surprise.

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

'' Jesus, you 're fuddled ! '' Ed gasped. `` I figured a cocotte 's ass for being as big as a barn door ! Do n't experience like this babe 's ever been used for anything but farting ! ''

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

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

They did n't feel quite as big as Mel 's cock, but they were impressive as hell, and she writhed under their steadfast, relentless attack. She moved forward and back, keeping Jeremy 's prick busy inside her cubby twat. Looking back over her shoulder at Ed, she said in a defiant representative, `` Well, beau, are you just gon na play with it, or do you intend to bonk it too ? ''

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

She could n't hold from screaming when his shaft pierced her. Even though he 'd reamed her with his finger's breadth and gotten her ass ready, there was no way she could accept been prepared for the sudden stabbing plunge of his scratch up her ass.

He was fat-cocked, and his bastard was a lot bigger than his fingers.

The air pressure of Jeremy 's cock in her pussy made her ass even sloshed than it was by nature, but Ed was totally purport on fucking Anna 's ass, and he just rammed her with his pecker until it was fully imbedded. Jeremy paused momentarily beneath her, just marking time with his incision, allowing Ed the fully pleasure of splitting Anna 's ass.

But it would n't stimulate been human for him to be static beneath her forever. Ed was fucking heavily, and Anna rocked before his savage ass-busting attempt. Jeremy grabbed Anna 's swaying tit and started to fuck her pussy, really pouring on the rooster this time.

She was pinned between them, the hard worker of their desires. Ed hunched over her from the bum, his strong weapons system encircling her while he fucked her ass, giving her all she had asked for and to a greater extent. Jeremy slurped and bit her titty, squirming to shove his scratch up her cunt again and again, matching his sidekick stroke for stroke.

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

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

'' Ohhh, you bastards ! '' she moaned. `` You dirty, assfucking, pussy-fucking bastards ! establish me cum ! construct me cum all over your hard peter ! Shoot me full of your cum ! screwing me till your cum runs out of my goddamn ears ! ''

Ed 's only answer was to shove his whoreson so far up her ass that she could almost taste it on the back of her lingua. He rabbit-fucked her ass in a series of almost savage thrusts, each of them sending Anna over the boundary in a stigma new way. Jeremy kept pushing his pecker up her cunt, but he was simply keeping the stewpot bubbling while Ed finished the gripe off.

'' Here it comes, babe ! '' Ed growled. `` Put your fingers in your auricle ! ''

She felt his dick balloon inside her ass as it prepared to squeeze out, and she knew it was gon na be a blasting orgasm. She rocked hard, banging his groin 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 depth guardianship. She stiffened and endured the ecstatic eruption of his tool, allowing the emotions to merge with her own and bring her orgasm to even high levels.

Then Jeremy 's prick gushed inside Anna 's slit, and she collapsed, the two boys equally limp above her and beneath her, their dead body melting into a cumulus on the floor.

'' That was something else, child, '' Ed said to her as she got into her wearing apparel. Anna was wobbly on her substructure, but she felt antic. Even if she was still middling wino. `` Mmm, that fucking was worth more than a potable ! Hey, I know ! Come on, guy ! ''

The four of them went out into the warehouse, Mark Moller following. Ed posed grandly, pointing to the stacks of boxed electronic gizmo.

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

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

Anna was n't that sot.

'' You can give this material away ? '' she asked.

'' Sure, '' Jeremy said with a wink. `` It does n't cost us a fucking cent. All comes out of overhead. Just our way of saying thanks for a sugared fuck, baby. This job gets boring late at nighttime, and you really made it swing. C'mon, Mark, you got to look out. What are you gon na give the dame ?

'' I think I better give her a ride home, '' St. Mark Moller said. `` She 's too sleep together sot to drive. Hell, she can hardly put up up ! ''

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

'' I 'll be back a little later, '' he said to the boys as they put the boxes in the rump. `` masking for me if the gaffer comes along. ''

'' Good Shepherd, '' Anna said, soaking in the tub. Moller sat on the toilet place, smoking another butt. `` You 're investigating employee pilfering, right ? ''

'' I ca n't do a keep just by catching husband who fuck the wrong woman, '' Moller said.

'' What happens to the guy ? ''

'' I turn in my composition. Now I have you as a attestant. But it 's not the initiative merchandise they 've ripped off. If they 're lucky, they only get fired. Maybe slammer. ''

Anna shrugged. A proficient piece of tail was one thing, but after all, those ripe young cat were stealing from a company she owned. They 'd just stimulate to take the cards that were dealt them. She 'd allow it up to the board at Miners Electronics.

She stood up, water running down her body. He handed her a towel and she wiped it lazily over her trunk 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 footling revenge on your husband. ''

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

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

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

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

He stroked her tit with the back of his script. Anna smiled. It felt pretty ripe.

'' I met a couplet tonight, '' she said. `` They had a unknown way of spicing up their man and wife. 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 establish him the grounds, then we 'll just sustain to gain an intellect. Do you know, I even ate slit tonight ? I never did that before. I liked it. I think I could enjoy eating the cunt of that redheaded slut my husband 's been fucking around with. It might just save our spousal relationship. ''

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

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

Moller smiled.

'' I could get you some video recording. But it would probably look a inferno of a lot better if we maybe rehearsed a little number 1, you know ? '' He gave her a playful slap on the ass. `` Okay, babe, why do n't you take a douche and an clyster and gargle a trivial. I 'll be waiting for you in the bedroom. No meter like the face for rehearsing, is there ? ''

When Anna came into the bedroom, all shined and powdered and fresh as spring, Mark was lying on the bed in his Boxer shorts. The tip of his cock was showing through the slit at the front. Anna remembered how in effect it had tasted, and how good it had felt fucking her. She smiled and eased onto the bed alongside him.

He moved down her body with helping hand and backtalk, arousing every role of her. As he fed on her tits, her belly, as his mouth worked down to the pouting slice of her pussy, she began to infer that, at the very least, Moller seemed to have a bit of a infatuation on her. There was a distinctly romantic twist to the way his tongue flicked her tighten clitoris and dipped into the puckered mouth of her cunt.

He got his digit into her pussy, fucking it slowly in and out while he nibbled on her twat. It was a sensuous and medium coming, and she could not resist. Twisting around, she took his tool in her manpower, then started to work out it.

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

Her hands worked on the shaft of his tool while her sassing nursed at his pommel. She wanted to palpate his cum squirting across her tongue, but she also craved to experience that hard firm hammer thrusting hotly and wildly inside her pussy.

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

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

She opened herself to his caresses, covering his mitt as they fondled her breast. She made him pinch the clay pap, and he lifted them to her grimace so she could lick and suck at them too. Their tongues dueled over the gunpoint of her titty.

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

He turned Anna over onto her side and pushed against her from the seat. She threw a leg back over him, then reached down between her legs to immobilize his asshole in her hand. She stroked it, adoring the stiff military posture of his cock, and then she pulled it to her waiting pussy. Anna groaned as his stiff prick sank home.

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

He fucked into her, picking up speed.

Moller held her tits. She leaned her brass back to buss him, moaning into his mouth as the hysteria of his stabbing prick grew to a greater extent and more irresistible. She frigged her pussy while she received his prick, and her button swelled under her briskly rubbing finger's breadth. Cum oozed from her cunt, soaking his dickhead as it moved in and out.

'' Just for old time 's interest ? '' she said, sliding forward, her cunt pulling way from Moller 's hammer. 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 moment, but her ass-ring quickly sucked him in, and she gave a howling cry of joy as her ass was filled with his throbbing cock.

He was the first guy who 'd ever fucked her ass. She 'd always have got a sonant spot for him. His rooster pumped energetically into that gentle dapple, and Anna kept on squeezing and flicking her clitoris, soaking her digit in the cum that leaked from her kitty-cat. Her world had fallen apart just this break of the day, but with her ass full of Mark Moller 's cock and her cunt boiling beneath her fingers, she felt secure and secure and confident once again. It did n't count what happened when Roger came back from New York and she confronted him with the the true. Anna had looked inside herself, and she was please with what she had found there. Another coming was simmering in her cunt, and it looked like tomorrow would be a very nice day.



The End

© Kysa Braswell