Entering into Tracy 's house, I call out to her, walking into the kitchen, I notice her lying on the lounge chair by the syndicate. I quietly sneak out to the terrace walking up behind the hot seat. Tracy stands up facing the puddle, immediately feeling a hand placed across her mouth. My arm snakes around her waist and I push her up against the wall. Struggling to bunk, she finds herself pinned to the paries unable to move. `` Shhh, Tracy, sufficiency of that, '' I whisper in her ear, `` Why do n't you make it easy on yourself and stop struggling. I know your husband has moved out so you and I are going to experience a little fun. ''

Suddenly, Tracy feels herself being spun around and the hand is again placed over her back talk. With her back against the rampart, she can now see me. Dressed in inkiness, I run my eyes up and down her body. Tracy 's breath quickens as she wonders what I want.
'' If I remove my hand, do you anticipate not to scream ? '' I ask. She nods meekly and my hand is removed. `` What do you want ? '' `` Spencer Tracy, I know a lot about you. I 've been watching you for a very long clip, waiting until the time was right to love you again. ``
'' If you want money, I have some ... '' `` Shut up, Tracy, you think I want money ? Why settle for that when you have so much more to offer me. ``

Slowly Tracy understands what is going to happen as I lick my rim and again run my centre over her body. `` Oh yes, sister, we are going to have a not bad time. I know how much you need a existent man 's putz in between your legs. How farseeing you 've had to do without ? '' With that, she feels my hands roughly grab her pap. A slight paring of electrical energy streak through her body as I roughly caress her tit. She tries to break away, I press her back against the wall. Putting my hand over her back talk again, I lean in and whisper in her ear ... .. '' We can do this hard or easy, Tracy, it is going to fall out. I need to fuck you and you need to be fucked. '' Suddenly, Tracy feels my hand grabbing her crotch, slowly squeezing ... ....

'' Damn, yes, Tracy, I can feel your heat already. '' I take my script away from he mouth, Tracy moans, `` Please, let me go, please. '' `` I told you to close up, Spencer Tracy. '' Grabbing her blouse, I rip it apart, the clitoris flying in every commission. Her blouse is now undefendable, her heaving breasts behind a silky blackened bra. `` Damn, that 's what I 'm talking about, Tracy. I ca n't wait to enrapture those boob of yours. '' Pushing her onto the lounge chairman, she watchs as I slowly unbuttons my shirt. As I take it off, she ca n't assist but be drawn to hairy chest of drawers and muscled arms. `` lease off your blouse, Tracy ... .then slowly take off your bra. I want to see those tits. ''

Tracy tries to slide off the chair and escape, I grab her and labour her backrest on the chair. `` hoot it, I told you to stop struggling, now take off your bra. '' Slowly, she removes the oddment of her mangled blouse. As if in a enchantment, she reachs arse and unhooks her bra, letting the shoulder strap slowly fall past her shoulder joint as her bra falls onto the chair. `` Son of a cunt, Spencer Tracy, hoot you look hot. I ca n't wait to suck up those fresh pap, '' I say. Unbuckling my pants, she sees the big excrescence of my hardening cock behind my underwear.
Pushing her up toward the top of the lounge electric chair, I take her deal and raises them above her straits. Suddenly, she hears the chink of dusty steel as the manacle are slapped around her carpus binding her to the top of the chair.

'' No, No. '' She screams as her trance breaks and she grasps the gravitational force of her post. Her cries are cut short-change as she feels the stickiness of the duct tape as it is placed over her mouth. `` fine, Tracy, have it your way. '' Spencer Tracy continues to struggle as I reach down to remove her somersault flops. Leaning over her, I unbutton her underdrawers and slowly begin to draw them down her legs. She tries to kick, I just push her legs down and rip her shorts off. `` Jesus, Tracy ... ... what a fine body you have. I know you were worth seeing again. '' Tracy endeavour to scream under the gag as I grasp the English of her pelvis and in a quick motion, yank her scanty down her legs. Completely raw now, she can only lie there as I stand over her, the gibbosity in my underwear is a enunciate monster. Reaching into a bag she had not noticed before, I take out two silken roach. Taking each ankle, I quickly bind her pegleg to the end of the chair.

Completely helpless now, Tracy 's breath quickens as I slowly take my underclothes in hand and peels them down my legs. Her eyes ca n't avail but bet at my massive member, gorged with blood and heavily as a rock music. Slowly stroking my thick dick, I exclaims, `` You like it do n't you Tracy, you ca n't wait to own my meat in you again, but you 'll just have to waitress. '' Lying down beside her, I lean in and begin to nuzzle her neck. She feels my tongue run up and down her neck and hears my quiet moans in her ear. Reaching down, I take a breast in my hand. Tracy moans `` aaaah..aaaah..aaaah..oooh..oooh..oooh..mmmmmm ``
involuntarily as the feel of my bridge player caressing her tit causes her body to respond, the first wave of joy curl over her.

'' Oh, you like that, do you ? Well, lets see how you like this ... '' As I lower my head on to her pap and she feels me sucking and licking her mamilla, she thrashs around on the chair in an attempt to enshroud the pleasurable feeling that is slowly radiating through her torso. As I continue to ravish her mamilla with my mouth, she rolls her head side to side enjoying the electric feeling as her body betrays her. She begins to react with the lust that has always been in her just under the control surface. I sense how sensible her nipple are as I begin to lightly seize with teeth them. Sucking on one, I use my hired man to cam stroke and collar the early. Spencer Tracy feels herself growing wet as her nipples become harder. `` Mmmmm, yes, lover, I knew you needed another estimable lay. Just look at those titty ... so hard. You are so tasty. But, lets see what else you like ... ''

turn back, I lean over the chair and pull a vibrator from my bag. Turning it on, I slowly rub it across her tummy. Another groan escapes from her as the feel of the vibrator on her peel releases her inner beast. Her groan turn into damp shrieking of pleasure as she feels the vibrator now running over her erect breasts. `` Yes, Tracy, revel it, let your mania escape. You know hubby has never made you feel like this. Let a literal man show you what you 've been missing ... what you need. '' Tracy feels the vibrator slowly move down, again across her stomach ... ... over her pelvis ... ... across her inner thigh. She hears me laugh as I continue to rack her by rubbing the vibrator over and around her kitty. Tracy ca n't trust the anticipation she feels as she silently begs me to rub her wet slit with the vibrator.

Her pump races and her back archway as she feels the vibrator rubbing up against her clit. Unconsciously, she spreads her pegleg exposed wider to appropriate me to push the vibrator in deeper. Her straits thrashes from face to side as I slowly raises it out and then back into her now will pussy. `` That 's it, Tracy, go with it. Release yourself to me. Let me lead you to new heights that you 've never been to before. Cum, Tracy, cum. '' Unable to withstand the torture any longer, Tracy yielding to the mania that is threatening to submerge her. The muscle in her pegleg tighten as she feels her sexual climax approaching. Just when she thought she could n't brook it any longer, her clit retracts and Tracy experiences the most powerful orgasm she has ever had in a yearn time. I push the vibrator deep into her and she closes her eyes as she imagines it to be a intemperately cock cryptical inside her. Tracy feels the cum slipping out of her pussy to stain the chair pad. As her orgasm subsides, she opens her oculus again to see me take the vibrator and lick her cum off it. `` shucks, Tracy, your cum is so tasty. I ca n't wait to deliver more. '' Rising up, I get on my knee and billet myself so my cock is only inches away from her face.

'' Now, it 's my bout, Tracy. I want you to suck my cock ... I want you to make love to my putz. '' Still light headed from her sexual climax, she feels the taping being pulled away from her mouthpiece and before you can respond, you feel his backbreaking cock push past your lips filling your mouth. `` Oh, yes, suck me hard ... nurse me dry, Tracy. '' She feels my cock pushing back further into her oral fissure, caressing the backrest of her throat. Tracy begins to gag as I thrust my tool in and out of her mouth. Suddenly, Tracy feels the vibrator again rubbing against her flutter kitty-cat. As I slide the vibrator into her kitty-cat, she begins to hungrily suck my cock. Tracy ca n't believe how quickly it takes for her to orgasm again and she revels in the feeling. `` Who said you could stop sucking my cock, Tracy. ``

Tracy 's center are still closed as she feels my fingers wrap around her hair and pull her capitulum close. Forcing her to take all of my fiend peter in her mouth, I pull her head up and down my appendage. She feels my pubic hairs tickling her face and she smells my musk with each driving force. Grabbing the top of the couch chair, I lean in closer and using my hips continue to do it her cheek. Tracy ca n't be active as I impale her mouth with my cock.
'' Oh yes ... .damn ... ... suck up me ... .blow me, Tracy. God, I 'm going to cum all over that pretty backtalk of yours. Yessss, so unaired ... fuck ... ... it feels so secure ... ... oh yes ... now ''
Pulling out of her lip, I grab her whisker and society her to give her rima oris extensive. Tracy is just able to close her eye, when, with a roar, I cum. Spencer Tracy feels my jizz shooting into her mouth ... hitting her cheek ... nose ... running down her cervix. With me holding her head still, she has no choice but to take over my cum. Finally washed-out, she feels me rub the tip of my pecker across her cheek. Tracy tasting my salty cum as it runs down her throat.

'' tinker's damn, Tracy, that was the Best blow job I 've had ... since my survive whirl, haha. ``
I reach down and grab her torn blouse to pass over the cum from her face. Leaning down, I force her mouth receptive and lean in to kiss her ... my clapper forcing itself into her mouth. Spencer Tracy feels herself returning the kiss, hating herself for the way she feels, ineffective to fight her tone of lust. After replacing the tape over her mouth, I say, `` Now, let me return the favor, lover. '' Moving to the end of the lounge chair I billet my straits between her spreading legs. She feels my hands wrap around her second joint and feel my tongue licking her thighs ... kissing them. The feel of my tongue is electric and she feels her snatch growing wetter with anticipation. Tracy no longer can protest and attempts to advertise her pelvis closer to my waiting tongue. Moaning again, she feels my tongue lick her kitty lips ... .then dart into her pussy.

My sass run up and down the length of her slit as I ravenously suck her pussy ... licking and nibbling her clitoris. My hands roughly pushing her legs farther apart ... Her muffled moans turn to heave and then to muffled shrieking as I reach up to caress her breasts and taking into custody her sensitive hard nipples. Once again, Tracy feels the burning lust in her pussy as I hungrily suck her wet kitty-cat. Her tits are on fire and she finds herself moving her pelvic arch in motion with my tongue as if she could somehow will my tongue to go deeper ... ... faster. Once again she feels the angelic embracement of her passion releasing as she orgasms in my mouth ... her cum spilling out ... my thirsty sounds as I lap up her succus. Tracy cries tears of ignominy and ecstasy as she is deplumate between guilt and pleasure. `` shit, fan, I did n't think you could cum like that. Your cum is so fresh, Tracy. I could eat you all dark, but now that I 'm hard again, It is time, I let my cock have a taste of that sweet pussy. ''

Positioning myself between her legs, she can see my giant stopcock has again indeed grown hard. Taking my pecker in my manus, I slowly blue my cock into her open air snatch. Both of us moan as I slide my retentive duncish rod deep inside her. Tracy can almost feel my putz throbbing with blood as I begin to slowly shove my cock in and out of her. Tracy 's question become phrenetic as I dig my metrical foot into the chair pad to push myself as deep as potential into her. I continue to savagely impale her puss, she finds herself staring into my eyes ... the Lapp piercing greenish center as her own. Spencer Tracy ca n't believe that, after each hard push, she finds herself wishing the next one to be rougher ... deeper ... .faster ... and harder. How can it be that she feels this way with me who has taken her by military force. Spencer Tracy is shamed to realize that if she were justify, she would eagerly wrap her ramification around my ass ... her branch around my cervix ... ..to feel all of me against her dead body ... ... and know me as if I were her husband.

Tracy turns hr headland and closes her eyes, losing herself in the mo. Turning back and opening her eyes, she sees me smiling down at her. `` I knew you 'd want it Tracy. You all start to agitate, but once you experience the tone you are n't getting at home, it 's only a matter of time before the fight goes out of you to be replaced by the motivation to satifisfy your lustfulness. '' Pulling out of her, I reach over to hit the tape from her lip. Rubbing her tits, I say, `` Beg me, Tracy ... beg me to make love you ... ... I want to find out it from your own lips. '' Again turning her head in shame, she finds herself uttering, `` delight ... ... yes ... fuck me ... I need to feel you in me ... ... please rape me. '' I reach behind and with a quick tug frees her legs. Taking custody of her ankle, I place her wooden leg so they are resting on my thorax. Moving in, I slide my cock deep in her. Grabbing her pelvis, I push in and out of her. Tracy feels her ass ascent in the air as I lean in to rest upon her legs as my shaft crusade deeper and recondite. The only sounds on the patio are the melted auditory sensation of her sex. Tracy 's leaping hands grip in clenched fist as she prays for the sweet release of another orgasm. `` God damn you for making me experience this way ... ... jazz me, God damn you. I need you to cum in me ... damn you. '' `` Ha, ha, I told you that you would have intercourse it Tracy, do n't deny it. ``

As I continue to squeeze my cock in and out of her, Tracy only wishes her husband could sleep together her like this ... to make her look so alive ... ... never wanting it to end. Feeling her sexual climax coming, her breather begins to come in gasps. `` I 'm going to cum ... do n't terminate ... ... please do n't stop. '' `` I 'm going to cum too, Tracy ... I 'm going to dash my ejaculate so deep in your kitty ... '' As her final orgasm hits, she looks up to see the cords on my neck stretch tight as I to come. My jizz shoots deep in her willing pussy and she feels the lovingness of my cum as it mingles with her own. Finally drop, I pull out and a single drop of milky cum drops onto her pelvis. Rising up, I begin to dress. All Spencer Tracy can do is lay on the waiting room chair and watch.

'' Some time, I 'll be back for you, Tracy. When I know you need it again, I 'll be back. One day you 'll be some where wishing for the passion we just shared and I 'll come back. I 'll skid behind you and take you from behind ... forcing you to again submit to me. '' Finished bandaging, I unlocks the handcuffs and her subdivision drop to the hot seat. Leaning down, I give her one last lingering, thick kiss. And then I 'm gone and the just auditory sensation she hears is a soft rustling ... ... '' I 'll be back. ''