banging Anna 's Ass

( FF/M+, bi, anal )

by Kysa Braswell

'' Jesus H. Christ ! '' Anna George II cried, pounding her fist on the desk top. She picked up the glistening black and white picture and started ripping them to firearm.

'' You knew, going into it, that it might come to something like this, '' Gospel According to Mark Moller said. `` If you had n't been suspicious, you 'd never have hired me in the foremost place. ''

'' I know, '' Anna said, dropping the pull video. She stared at the DVD. The urge was strong within her to yank the disc out of the machine and stump it with her bounder. `` It 's not you, and it 's not the mental picture. I 'm just fantasizing that I 'm doing this to Roger. The son of a bitch ! ''

She could n't think that she was actually in a detective 's role, that she had just seen photograph and videotape evidence her husband was cheating on her. She could n't believe she had hired the investigator to get the evidence in the beginning place. She 'd been positive, in the back of her mind, that there was some former account for Roger 's behavior. Even if she could n't imagine what it might be. Even if she had, honestly, always supposed that he was fucking someone else.

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

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

Anna picked up one of the torn picture. The hike was attractive enough, she supposed, though it was concentrated to tell. In the mental picture she had a mouthful of Roger 's putz and she was sucking it with firm concentration, her eyes closed, her lips stretched by the duncical backbreaking prick that was shoved between them. The video had been even worse. Anna 's detective had gotten into Jan Darcy 's apartment and set up a camera. The final result had been a half-hour magnetic disk starring Anna 's husband and his redheaded slut. Anna 's eyes filled with tears. 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 post receptionist. You do have duplicates of these ? ''

She indicated the torn photos.

He nodded. `` That 's the normal chemical reaction. nigh women tear up the pictures. I can have more when you need them. ''

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

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

stain Moller shook his top dog.

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

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

There was an old-fashioned leather sofa in nominal head of a big window. Anna leaned back, holding up her plastic cup. score Moller poured some spirits 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 other in the day to be drinking, and the whiskey had gone straight to her heading. On the former hand, it felt pretty damn goodness to be light-headed 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 spyglass. `` I ca n't think where in the netherworld your husband 's mind is. A man that would cheat on you probably does n't deserve to have a turncock. ''

She put down her own Methedrine, tilting her forefront as she stared back at him.

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

Mark Moller put his deal on Anna 's knee, just below the hem of her light skirt. She felt the affectionateness of him hang into her flesh.

'' Age you trying to build up my self-confidence ? '' she asked slowly. Her optic moved up and down his body. She saw the shape of a toilsome cock at his genital organ, protruding a good eight inches down his left hand leg.

He guided her hand onto his cock.

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

He nodded.

'' I hope you 're in good shape, '' Anna said, squeezing hard at his cock-bulge. `` I may be more than you can handle. ''

She stood up, breathing hard. The gustatory modality of the whiskey was in her pharynx, but that was n't why she felt so heated up. She had led a sheltered life, with a stern and protective Father-God. She 'd only had a twosome of men before Roger, and she had stayed a Virgo public treasury she was twenty-one. But she 'd come to love sex and the lack of it had been driving her crazy. Masturbation could n't kill the fires that smoldered inside her, but she 'd never have dreamed of cheating on her husband. mug watched, idly caressing the rear distance of his cock, as Anna undressed. She made a output of it, taking off her skirt first and showing her retentive, slim stage, the stockings and garters, the skimpy lace of her twine panty. turning, she undid her blouse, then turned toward him, exposing her tits in their flimsy silk bra. She came toward him, a little wobbly from the drinks, and she let his hands discover her organic structure.

He really was n't bad-looking, she decided, thrusting her tits into his hands. With her heels on, she was an inch or so taller than he, but Mark appeared to be in pretty good shape, and he wore his body well. She eased the jacket off his shoulder while he was undoing her bra. It came loose, and her tits spilled out. `` Jesus Christ ! '' he gasped. She knew she had better titty than the tightfitting beef Roger was fucking. She thought she was prettier. Of path, Jan had an ass that looked fantastic on her skinny figure, and Anna could n't quite compare in that department. And the disc proved that she had no scruple about sharing her ass with Anna 's husband. Anna had watched in shock as Roger guided his toilsome stopcock into Jan 's ass and fucked her wildly up the ass. It was something he 'd suggested to Anna, but she 'd never been in the mood to try it. Mark Moller took her thinker off her trouble quickly. As soon as her tits were bare, he started to wet-nurse them. He sucked voraciously, slobbering while he fed the big soft titmouse in and out of his mouth. Anna swayed while chump mouthed her tits. She stroked his head, urging him to get nastier. She guided his manus down into her fork and showed him what she meant. His fingers slipped inside her skimpy pantie and she purred as he touched her pussy-crack. It was wet and slippery, her button erect and hungriness. His fingerbreadth were a lilliputian scratchy, but Anna did n't mind a bit. She squeezed her thighs together on his mitt and rocked back and Forth, masturbating herself on his bore, frantic fingers.

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

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

print pulled down her scanty, and she wiggled her feet out of them. He leaned back, looking up at her with eye wide-cut of lust and admiration.

'' You 're fucking gorgeous, '' he said. `` A man would have to be looney ... ''

He stood up, and she let her script move up and down his consistency. She opened his shirt, leaning in to bury her brim in the hairs on his chest of drawers. She 'd never really cared for a hairy dresser before, but it was totally exciting now, nuzzling him, tasting the flavor of his physique, the sweat that was oozing from his stomate. She licked his nipples the way he 'd licked hers, and she felt them harden against her tongue. Her organic structure kept brushing his, and she shivered at the sensation of his hard cock touching her. Easing down onto her knee joint, she opened his knickers and yanked them down, his trousers and drawers coming down together. His dick sprang out and slapped her lustfully, in the boldness. It was a really big prick. Anna took it in both hands and began to stroke up and down the length of his stopcock, purring with expectation. He was uncut, and she played with the foreskin, sliding it back and forth over the purplish knob until his cock had grown so long and wet and strong that the foreskin would no longer cover his bloated cockhead. She kissed the tip of his cock suddenly, pressing her lips against the drooling cockhead. She left smirch of lipstick on him, but they were hard to see with his knob so red and inflamed- looking. Anna parted her lips slightly and rubbed him with the inner position, humming as she began to mouth his tool. He sank down onto the couch, his branch spread. She slid forward, still on her knees, her mouth glued to his bastard. She was drooling a little now. Until Roger, she 'd never enjoyed taking a man 's pecker in her mouthpiece, but he 'd baffle 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 incision. She made a gasping audio as she took him inside her backtalk, and her saliva flowed down the dig while she sucked on his cockhead.

'' Mmmmmm ! '' she purred over and over, moving his cock in and out of her mouthpiece in short, thirsty gulps.

He sighed, letting her yield control. She pulled it from her backtalk, licked him up and down. She moved down, lapping his balls as well. A hairsbreadth stuck to her tongue and she scraped it unloosen with her dentition, spitting it out and returning to his bollock. Pushing them aside, she licked into the gap of his ass. Her hand was playing with his dick, and she felt it get even harder. She tongued up the length of Mark 's tool, up to the fat cockhead. Anna tongued him knowingly, spending a lot of time on the spiritualist fleck just below his bloated cockhead. She stroked his asshole up and down while she licked it, and a little bubble of cum oozed from his slitted tip. She caught it on her natural language and savored the milky taste.

'' Your cum is delectable ! '' she whispered. `` Are you going to fulfill my mouth up with it ? ''

'' You bet your odoriferous ass I am, '' he said, putting a hand atop her head and urging her down upon his dick.

Anna smiled and sucked it back inside. She could n't throat-suck a prick, but she could do a tinker's dam good job, and she was determined to prove it. This man knew that her husband had ditched her for a redheaded slut. She wanted to depict him that Roger was a dipshit. She gulped at his cock, pulling him recondite, massaging his severely meat with the wet warm muscle of her impudence and jaws. Her tongue worked vigorously, and she moaned as she sucked. He was big, and hard, and his centre filled her mouth. She had never tasted anything so delicious in her liveliness, and she had never needed to eat a shaft as much as she needed it right now. Anna thirsted for his cum, and she sucked hard, urging it from his balls. Her work force were all over his body, and he was feeling her too, pinching at the stiff red level of her nipples, making her whine and squirm as she ate him.

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

She sucked faster, drawing her mouth in around him, and she took his pricking as deep as she could wangle.

'' Now, cunt, here it comes ! '' he gasped, and grabbed her head with both custody, holding her steady while he pumped his prick into her. She opened wide and sucked it in, and the spurting gush of his coming began. His cum squirted down her throat. She guzzled greedily, hot for the slimy juice.

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

Roger 's cock usually got soft in her lip after it had emptied its hot load, but Mark Moller 's prick remained hard and unwaveringly across her tongue. Her aristocratic eyes lit up with foreplay, and she sucked him hard, making sure he stayed stiff.

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

He pulled her upward, his hired man filling with her hot, sweaty boob. Anna climbed atop mark Moller, grinding her excited organic structure down upon his. Her mouth covered his. She sucked his knife the way she 'd sucked his rooster, and beneath her body, she could feel his asshole, as big, as voiceless, and as eagre for her snatch as it had been for her mouthpiece.

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

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

'' This should guarantee me a art object of ass, then, '' he said. His hands went down to cup the buttock of her ass. She squirmed lewdly atop him, spreading her ramification to enfold him. The egotistic length of his prick rubbed through her dark-furred crotch, stimulating the already-dripping lips of Anna 's cunt.

'' I wan na fuck you so bad I can taste it, '' Gospel According to 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 glee, sliding forward. She rubbed her wet puss across his chest, bringing it toward his waiting look. He opened her with his thumb, thrust his backtalk upward, and began to lick the splayed coral-pink oceanic abyss of Anna 's steamy pussy. She rode in high spirits and eager above him, squirming and squealing as his licking made her button throb and twinge in answer. He sucked at the hot bud, gnawing it gently with his dentition, sending white- hot jolts of sexual frenzy through the woman 's trunk. The wind of his ovolo moved onto the super-sensitive slickness of her cunt- cunt, and one of them entered her wet cunt. He thrust as he nibbled her clit, and she screamed in growing abandon.

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

He fucked his thumb 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 feeding, lapping at her steaming pussycat as if he were in a contest at some rural county fair.

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

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

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

'' You can call me a smutty screwing bitch, if you want to, '' she said, `` just as long as you get that cock inside me ! ''

'' okay, cruddy fucking twat, '' Moller said. `` Get your ass off my face and I 'll give you what you seem to need. ''

Anna could n't call back ever being so excited about a intimate skirmish.

She slid back down Gospel According to Mark Moller 's dead body.

'' I 'm fucking you, constellate, '' she said, lifting herself above his stiff peter. She rubbed the tip through her drippage pussy. `` It does palpate prissy and horny ! Let 's see how it feels inside ! ''

She eased the cockhead into her thirsty cunt and slid downward, swallowing him with her twat even more ferociously than she 'd gobbled with her oral cavity. His torso stiffened beneath her as she took his cock in her snatch. She strained downward, writhing above his groyne. He put a hand on her titty, another on her ass, and he began to fuck hard, straight up into her twat. He stabbed hard, piercingly, filling Anna 's pussy again and again with the swollen meat of his pecker. It was hard to believe she 's sucked him to a blistering, gushing orgasm. He was remains and eager, and she was easily as wet and eager to receive him. The pommel of his cock fucked deep into her belly, stirring her cunt frantically. Anna swamped his stopcock with her steaming twat, riding down to gulp him home time after time. She rocked as she fucked him, and she clutched at her bosom, moaning and shuddering and coming down the shaft of his prick.

'' Aaaaahhhh ! '' German mark gasped beneath her.

She could feel the mounting excitement throbbing through his cock-shaft. It matched the fiery arousal that bubbled inside her pussy. She met him shot for stroke, grinding her cunt down onto his shit, eating it to the orchis repeatedly. She came twice more while she rode him. She leaned forward, moving her tits across his chest. He caught them, squeezing the plush mounds, bringing them to his lips for more bites and sucks and kisses. She moaned, her arms around his neck, pulling him faithful to her strong, hot nipple.

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

His cock swelled inside her snatch. It felt so fucking big she thought her pussy might rip receptive. But he did n't miss a stroke, and she did n't neglect a stroke, either. The screw was n't as fast, as jackhammer-like, as it had been at the start. They were down to the dumb grinding phase now, but slow down did n't mean dull. The head of patsy Moller 's prick stabbed repeatedly into the lusting maw of Anna George 's kitty, and she chirped and moaned and whimpered, feeling yet another climax building inside her. She ground her hungry pussy against him, accentuating the imperativeness on her ready-to-bust clit.

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

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

His cum blasted into her. He fucked her until his cock went dry. She collapsed on him, her dead body soaked with sweat, his hands sliding up and down her body until they settled on her quivering asscheeks. His breast hair was matted with stew beneath her tingling mamilla. She sighed, making her tits move through his moist fur, increasing the measure of stimulation that her rigid tit already felt. Mark 's cum was oozing out of her twat, and his cock, going piano, had just begun to skid out of her sticky-wet hole. She sighed again, squeezing with her snatch muscles, but it was too late to trap him. His prick eased out, and after it bubbled the drib of tinder he had squirted up Anna. `` You saw the tape, '' she said. `` You saw my husband fuck that little red-haired cunt three times. I want a man who does n't make love when to drop out. I want a man who can have it off my mouth and my twat and then wander me over and fuck me again. How about it ? Are you that kind of man ? Can you get that hammer hard and have a go at it me one more time ? ''

She did n't consecrate him fourth dimension to answer. She grabbed his cum- slimed putz and began to masturbate it. She was forceful. Pressing her mouth against his, she slipped her tongue between his mouth and checked out his dental consonant employment while she continued to twitch on his dick.

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

He panted, and she could see assiduousness in his eyes.

'' You 're something, lady, '' he said as his prick began to well up inside Anna 's clenched fist. He put his hands on her shoulders and sat her up, rising with her. `` Okay, smutty fucking cunt, you 've got this thing hard again, so I 'll just have to let you have got it one more metre. ''

He was on his articulatio genus beside her now, his shaft sticking up at a tart angle. It felt a little diluent than before, as if she 'd skinned off some of the fat inside her tight twat, but it was as hard as steel, and she slid her fingertips up and down the length of it, her eyes bright with excitation. She 'd never done it three multiplication in a row before, not even with Roger, but this was certainly a day for bauble. Anna bent down to thrash it. He still tasted of cum, but there was also the tang of cunt on his whoreson. Her cunt. Her juices. She lapped up and down his shaft, nibbling and sucking at the hot spongy cockhead. Her rim seemed glued to bull's eye 's dickhead. She sucked it a little deeper into her mouth, momentarily unwilling to break sucking on it.

But she raised her forefront, licking her rim, and her back talk glistened lasciviously as she looked up at Mark Moller. He pulled her upright and burned her back talk in a kiss, his hired man automatically dropping to her pussy. She sighed into his mouth, arching her puss into his clutching hired man. His finger entered her, poking about tentatively, testing the wetness, the desire within.

'' Unh-huh, '' she said wriggling out of his embrace. `` You saw the tapes, baby. I want the same thing that freckle-faced slut gave my husband. I never let Roger be intimate me up the ass, not one time, and now I 'm going to let you have got my ass cherry, just for proving to me what a horseshit 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 surely you want my big hard cock up that cute ass of yours ? ''

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

'' hurry, before I change my brain, '' she said. `` I 'm crazy with shock and I might regain my senses at any moment. ''

He slid off the couch, onto his knees on the floor. He cupped her nigh tit while he leant down to lap up and osculate the curve of her ass. The wet smacking of his lips sent vibe 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 trembling continued. She liked that a lot. He spread her asscheeks and licked playfully at her ass. She had a fingerbreadth up her pussy by now, sliding it in and out of her wet, sensitized fuck-hole. She turned slightly so she could actuate her digit 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 glossa poked inside her pussy, stirring her juices just a little more. Then he was back at her ass. Mark 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 couch, pushing her ass at his typeface.

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

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

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

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

His fingertip pushed cryptic, and she made a gagging phone, but the affright faded quickly, once she got used to the feel of him inside her ass.

She was loaded, and he had to fight her a bit. She strained, dying to take him despite her apprehensions and 2nd view. And then her resistance broke down, and his fingerbreadth plunged all the way up her ass. He ground his knuckle against her ass-ring, rotating his digit inside her, and she whined and whimpered.

He reamed her mercilessly. But with each revolution, her ass got a little less tight, a little more wind up.

He pulled out of her ass, wiping his fingerbreadth on an asscheek.

'' Okay, baby, '' he said, `` you wanted the really thing, and that 's what I 'm gon na pay you. Stroke my cock once more for lot, and then I 'll make love your tight mellifluous ass ! ''

She was still frigging and fingering herself, but she took his stopcock in her former hand and squeezed, feeling the delirious surges that raced through his stiffened meat. He felt a lot bigger than he had a brace of minute 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.

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

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

'' Oh, make out 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 question of his tool inside her with no worry.

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

'' It wo n't offend me a bit, '' Mark Moller said, and drive his stopcock into her.

She screamed at the force and rage of his sudden lunging penetration. 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 body and the distance of his cock, and there was not a snake pit of a lot she could do about it now.

'' shag me, then, goddamn you ! '' she snarled over her shoulder, and her finger began to fuck in and out of her pussy. She could experience his cock moving inside her ass, and it excited her. Anna stimulated herself harder, and Mark matched her stroke for stroke.

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

She continued to jerk off her kitty, his hand joining hers in the exertion. While she finger-fucked herself, Mark concentrated on her clitoris. The gratifying sensations grew stronger, more difficult to hold out. His prick 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 nothing rotten about the way he fucked Anna 's ass. She writhed and swayed, she moaned and whimpered, and she came like a bitch in heating plant.

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

It seemed to last forever, building into new heights each time she thought it was ebbing. He 'd poke her again, deeper, with his driving, ass-pounding putz, and she 'd wet-nurse in her breathing space and bump herself squealing out a brisk sexual climax. Her fingers were dripping as they kept up the pussy onrush, and her clit was so raw under his fingerbreadth that she heard herself begging him to blockade.

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

Suddenly he gasped too, and she knew that he was going to cum, that he was going to splatter her dogshit with the sacking of his jism. She thrust her ass back against him, engulfing his whoreson in her tight ass, and she wiggled her ass from side to side, the musculus milking hotly at his throbbing prick.

'' So this is what it 's like ! '' she moaned from deep in her Irish bull, the words forced out of her by the belly-busting personnel of Mark Moller 's recollective tool. And even as she spoke, his cock vibrated within her ass and began to pitter-patter out its payload of cum.

'' So, what are you going to do about this ? '' Moller asked, indicating the torn pic and the DVD-disc. `` You 've got the fucker by the nut. With grounds like this, he probably wo n't even indicate up in divorce court to resolve the charge. ''

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

When Roger came dwelling house from work, Anna met him at the room access. She was freshly washed, powdered, perfumed, and she wore a lush satin robe wrapped around a shimmery sheer nightgown. The curved shape of her organic structure showed through it, and as she kissed him hello, she let the gown evenfall undefendable.

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

Roger 's job was an administrator position with the company Anna 's father had created. He did n't have to exert a heftiness or a nous cadre to accumulate his payroll check.

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

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

He turned at the foundation of the stairs.

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

She stared at him.

Roger looked down at his picket. `` Damn ! I 'm going to be late for the plane. I 'd better catch a cascade now. Sorry I ca n't speak longer, but you know how it is ... ''

Anna went up the step, listening as he turned on the shower. She went into the sleeping accommodation.

She stood by the mirror, examining herself critically in the sheer blue night-robe. She was n't the most beautiful fair sex on ground, but she was pretty, and she had a the right way body, with beneficial legs, a good bureau, and a slim down ass. She deserved estimable than she was getting from her married man.

Anna opened the bottom drawer of her actor's assistant and reached into the backbone. Roger did n't even get it on she had a vibrator.

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

She stroked herself with the thing, through her sheer gown, arousing her teat to pointy erections. She squeezed her tit, forcing the nipple to labour upward, and the vibrator buzzed fitfully across the arching height. Anna began to palpate heater, more excited. She was starting to feel the way she 'd felt at fall guy Moller 's role.

She moved the vibrator down her belly, twisting on the bed as she continued to caress and excite herself. Her juices were flowing already, sopping the genital organ of her pantie, and there was an uncontrollable itch between the sass of her cunt, even before she began to work the vibrator back and Forth River over her pussy.

'' Ahhhhh ! '' she gasped, clenching her second joint around the vibrator and pressing it firmly against her pussy. The bed swayed erotically beneath her, and she clutched her hard-nippled tits. She moved the vibrator against her snatch as if it were a cock, rubbing her stir snatch until her clit buzzed like a bee and the lips drooled a muggy beloved that soaked her panty, her upper thighs and the humming vibrator.

She eased down the top of her nightgown, baring her pointed tits. She squeezed her tits upward, her tongue extending to lap at her nipples. She flogged them hungrily. Straining a little, she was able to demand a teat in her mouth and suck it. It reminded her of the way Mark Moller had feasted on her tits this morning, and the memory sent shivers of excitement racing through Anna 's total body. She bit into the straining form of her hardened nipple and her middle welled with tears of erotic excruciation.

down feather between her second joint, the vibrator was driving her cunt weirdo with lust. She kept on sucking at her tit, reaching down with her other hand to grab the vibrator and call on it around. She pressed the point against the crack of her cunt and slid it back and Forth, concentrating on the self-conceited button of clit-flesh.

The shower was still running, and Roger was singing.

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

Anna hunched forward and took a tit into her mouth, 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 unresolved, as if they were gasping for sex. She slid the tip of the vibrator into her opening and thrust, filling her puss with the firm bulk of the buzz-stick.

She bit into the figure of her tit, sucking away the pain her dentition caused, and she jabbed herself, poking and prodding, moaning at the savage pleasure it gave her. A little like the difficult nasty fuck Mark Moller had thrown up her twat on his office couch. But she was getting it from charge plate and not from physique, and it was n't the Sami affair, not the same thing at all.

'' Oh, Jesus, '' she whined, pulling the vibrator out to use its wet viscous point on her intumesce clitoris. She stretched out, arching upward as she humped the vibrator. Then she hunched once more and pressed her red lips against her aching tit.

That was when Roger came out of the bathroom.

He was in his short robe, his fuzz dampness, a towel across his shoulder joint. He stopped unawares.

She did n't block up, not even to look back at him. She was too deep in her lust by now, and anyway, she wanted him to see that she did n't need him or his pecker.

'' hi, Darling River, '' she said, sloshing her tongue across a heavily teat. She gave her wrist a flip and hurl the vibrator back up her slit, 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 fuck the affair in and out of herself.

She was glowing now, she knew, as wet from sweat as Roger had gotten from his shower bath. She could smell her smelly kitty-cat scent, and it was intoxicating.

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

Roger took a step closer to the bed. Anna sneaked a look at him. The battlefront of his robe was beginning to tent out, and she knew what was responsible.

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

His robe slipped opened, and his stiff incision pushed outward. He had a big turncock, no two style about it, but as far as Anna was concerned, Roger himself was the great cock around. She 'd certainly excited him with her video display, and it gave her a tingle of satisfied pleasance.

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

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

He took her free script and put it on his unshakable prick. She let her script be guided, let her digit be molded around his hard cock, but her hand was limp and loose. He squeezed the finger's breadth down, until they clutched him. She felt the hot impulse of lust inside his rooster.

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

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

The harder she fucked herself with the dildo, though, the more tightly her early hand gripped Roger 's prick. His custody were all over her.

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

Anna resisted his efforts to crowd her aspect down toward his cock, and she continued to assault her kitty with the plastic tool.

But he seemed to be determined to get his cock into her back talk, and he pried her finger's breadth loose, then brushed the foreland of his cock against Anna 's cheek. She felt the velvety sponginess playground slide across her form, slobbering out a trickle of pre-cum as it touched her.

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

His pricking touched her mouth, and the old familiar scent of him filled her anterior naris. She sniffed, then opened up, and he thrust between her rim.

There was a certain joy in sucking his prick, and she rationalized that after all, he had taken a bathtub and washed himself since he 'd been with his red-haired slattern. She probably could n't enamour anything serious from a little pick on his dick. And God, she did still so be intimate to suck him !

Her mouth grew wet and slurping on Roger 's cock, and he was fondling her mamilla and reaching low down her belly to frig her clitoris while she continued to bonk the dildo. He spread her cunt-lips broad, then squeezed them tightly around the dildo, increasing the pressing and the input all at once.

He spread her wide again, and his finger slicked into her cunt, probing alongside the burrowing tool of the dildo. She got very wet around him. She found herself jerking wildly with lubricious response. Her sucking grew more make up one's mind, more acute.

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

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

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

Now she was on her genu, her chief buried in his lap, her ass in the air, the dildo humming away as it protruded from Anna 's dripping slit. She had both hands on Roger 's cock as she fed it in and out of her oral fissure. 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 clitoris, but he gave her a couple of gooses up the ass with the thing, too !

He knew she did n't go for any of that ass material ! But she could n't help mentation of what she had forced Mark Moller to do to her today, and each fourth dimension the vibrator 's tip tingled outside her ass, she felt a impertinent dribble of pussy-juice dribble down her quivering, sweat-soaked thighs.

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

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

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

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

She sat up.

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

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

And with that he went back into the toilet.

Anna lay on the bed, staring at him with a mixture of lustfulness and revulsion.

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

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

Anna George smiled. `` No, it is n't some kind of weird cozenage. 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 depend for someone else. ''

She stood up, putting down her drink. She was wearing a red frock, tight in the bodice to exhibit off her titty, decollete into the cleavage, in shimmery swirls down her retentive, black-stockinged legs.

'' Well ? '' she asked.

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

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

That had been the determiner. If Roger could go to New York with his slut, then Anna had no qualms about going on the prowl. The Satin Lounge was the top pick-up pip in townspeople. Anna had scored not five proceedings through the door, and now they were in his hotel room.

The man was a salesman, leaving town in the morning. He was gorgeous, the form of big blond stud Anna had always dreamed about in her school days, though she always froze up around them in literal life. His name was marking.

He put his hands on her waist and she leaned in to him, brushing her mamilla against his bureau. Her mammilla were hard through the subdued clinging fabric 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 workforce moved around her waistline and down onto the curves of her ass.

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

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

Anna came up for air, licking her brim and smiling. She had her blazonry around his cervix. She swayed, her asscheeks swaying too inside his cupping hands. She felt the surging energy as it flowed into his tool, stiffening him against her.

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

He did n't say anything. She wriggled out of his appreciation and took a couple of steps back, wobbling a bit on the cad. Turning, she looked over her shoulder and said, `` Would you unzip me, please, bell ringer ? ''

He tugged down the zipper of her dress. She leaned forward, easing it off her shoulders and down her organic structure. It fell to her articulatio talocruralis, and she stepped out of it. Under the apparel she wore a pink teddy, its presence laces undone, with black stockings and bright red horseshoe. She was sure that she looked good, and his oculus confirmed her suspiciousness.

'' God, '' he said, staring into the nominal head of her shimmy. The undone laces showed tantalizing glimpse of the curves of her bosom, and the tit 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 fingerbreadth downward. `` Would you like to see them ? ''

He nodded, and she slid the straps of the shift off her shoulders. It fell to her waist, where she caught it, and she confronted him with her tit, bare and tempting.

'' Your physical structure is gorgeous, '' Mark whispered, his eyes alive with luxuria.

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

He did. She had to restrain a gulp as he got out of his clothes. His articulatio humeri were wide, his chest of drawers smooth and hard- looking, his waist tapering and narrow. He removed his pants, stumbling slightly, but her eyes were on his crotch, not his feet. He wore a duet of tight two-piece shortstop. The lance-like prick of his dick was protruding above the low-riding top of the boxershorts.

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

She dropped her teddy, leaving her naked except for stockings. Her eyebrow lifted, and Gospel According to Mark yanked down his shorts. His rooster jumped out, long and arduous and quick for love.

She took it in her fist, sliding them up and down the length of marking 's stopcock. He was almost long sufficiency that she needed both hired man to masturbate him properly. As it was, she could wrap up two fist around his shaft and there was still a little bit peeking out of her handhold. Leaning toward him, she pressed her boob, bare now, the nipples hot and slopped, against his chest.

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

'' I do n't even make out your name, '' he said, breaking relieve.

'' It 's Noelle, '' she said, lying. What business organization of his was her gens, anyway ? The only matter that mattered between them was the swollen, raging dent she clutched in her clenched fist. The only 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 pap and pinching the nipples even harder. They were blood-red with lust, and so were her eyes.

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

One hand, meanwhile, was down between her legs. He slid his fingers up and down the puffy prominence of her cunt, stretching the tight cunt-lips, opening them, then squashing them shut again. She writhed responsively, her hands all over him, urging him to do more than.

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

His finger's breadth moved through the bass pink cleft of her pussy, tickling the aroused opening. She whined and winced as he poked her fuck-hole, and then he plunged into her, his finger buried in hot crocked wetness. Her body bucked and trembled as he finger- fucked her slit and sucked at her energize tits.

He moved his lips down her belly. He was finding spots she had n't even guessed were responsive, but which came alive at the signature of his oral fissure, his natural language. His helping hand manipulated her slit in a tranquil, knowing fashion, and her juices puddled in his palm tree.

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

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

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

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

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

His tongue came down onto her clit, finally, and she almost screamed at the electric-like touch of him, lapping the tingly severe clitoris. His finger's breadth was deep inside her bitch, and she squirmed, writhed, and fucked his digit with her sharp-set kitty.

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

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

He wiggled into her, and his tongue 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 prick, and the dryness at the back of her throat told Anna that it was time to do some suction 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 prick. She took it in both custody, marveling at the duration and severeness.

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

He had slight body pilus, former than what grew in his armpits and around his proud cock. Anna slid her deal up his thigh again, and over onto the long pole of his prick, then leaned in to take up him blind.

She extended her spit and tickled the edges of his cock- knob with it. He shivered in her grip, and she smiled. Men really loved to have got their cocks licked, and Mark was no elision.

'' Noelle, infant ! ''

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

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

She traced the bulging anatomy of his stopcock straight down to his balls. She pushed his balls aside and licked the domain beneath his sac, down toward his ass.

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

She rolled him over and took a crisp bite of his ass, then spread his asscheeks and slid her clapper up and down the offer.

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

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

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

She got a mouthful of balls, 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- quill. She could n't get nearly all of his long cock into her rima oris, but she sucked the hell out of all she could swallow, and her spittle ran down the cock-shaft, wetting the stallion duration of stain 's putz.

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

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

She moved his cockhead in and out of her slit, teasing herself with the promise of a wax introduction till she could hardly stomach it.

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

He nodded and thrust, and she got her digit out of the way just before the baron of his poke would have buried them alongside his prick in her pussycat.

'' How 's this ? '' he gasped, burying his pricking in her ready puss. His belly slammed against hers, and the sparse hairs he had were in exactly the right billet to rub against her clit. She opened her mouth to shrill, but no sounds came out.

scar was propped above her, supported by his arms and genu. He was stirring her snatch with his long cock, and she tossed her chief from position to side, biting her lip and murmuration.

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

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

He got the message, and he started to do it her hard and deep, showing her puss no mercifulness with his yearn prick. It banged to the bottom of her pussy, hitting hard, and she whined like a dog with each stroke. Her pes kicked up into the air. She alternately spread and squeezed her legs, varying the constriction of her cunt around his cock, drawing more than and More pleasure from the mavin of being fucked.

Saint Mark gasped, and his incision began to unload inside Anna.

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

He fucked into the sticky mess, and it oozed out of her bitch each time he thrust home to grant her another squirt. She was moaning and climaxing, her ramification wrapped around his second joint and her hired hand clawing at his chest as she urged him to give her more.

He pulled his cock out of her pussy and crawled up her chest, his dripping prick protruding before him. She took it in her bridge player, relishing the sticky spirit of cum that coated his pecker, and she fed it into her mouth, sucking hard.

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

'' Noelle, baby, '' he said, shaking his head, `` a guy in my stance has to be careful. I ca n't just fuck anything that looks good while I 'm on the road. You 're a total doll, sure, but there are some girls around who are n't as nifty and clean as you. I 'm a get married man, and my wife would kill me if I came home with a Venus's curse of something filthy. ''

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

'' Hey, dolly, my wife is a long way from here, and what she does n't know can never hurt 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 drinking. I 'm no better than Jan Darcy, she thought.

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

'' You wan na make 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 wickedness hid her overplus, and the blonde did n't notice.

'' It 's an easy whoremaster, '' she said. `` I 've got this whoremonger upstairs who wants two girls, and that rotten cunt Daisy has fucking vanished on me. She was supposed to help me, but I ca n't get hold her. She 's probably blowing somebody 's dog for pocket modification. She 's such a snatch ! ''

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

'' C'mon, babe, it 's no job. All you have to do is determine while he fucks me. He likes an audience, as long as it 's a female interview. Will ya ? My old man will thrum the crap outta me if I do n't make out base with some cash. You 'll be saving my life and my ass. The trick is three hundred, and you get a hundred just for watching. Say yes, honey, please ? ''

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

Shari stood up and the guy unzipped her skin-tight wearing apparel, peeling it down her body. Underneath she wore a black bra and panties. The bra pushed her tits upward, making the most of her rather small sizing. Her skin was blench, as if she had n't seen the sun in twelvemonth, and the black garments were eye-catching against her milky complexion.

The guy, his name was Mel, moved against her from behind, grinding his crotch into her ass, his hired man coming around to cup and squeeze her titty.

'' 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 fondle Shari. All I have to do is watch out, she reminded herself. And it might be fun. I 've never seen anyone else fucking. Not in actual lifespan. She unzipped her frock and stepped out of it. Mel 's brow lifted at the hatful of Anna in her teddy bear and stockings, and he smiled.

'' Not bad, baby. Maybe we 'll work this a threesome. ''

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

Anna pulled up a chairperson and sat down, her legs open. One of the shoulder strap of her teddy came down, and the edge of a stiffening teat teasingly peeked in and out around it. She felt a little unknown being in this emplacement, but she was starting to feel pretty ripe about feeling strange.

As she watched Mel sucking on Chari River 's tit, she eased her teddy down and bared one of her tits completely. Her bridge player brushed across the nipple stage and she felt it growing harder, hotter. She reversed her hand and squeezed at her tit, bringing her thigh together so that they pressed against the bulging bun of her pussy.

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

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

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

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

Shari River giggled and dropped to her genu, pulled his trunks down, and his prick swung outward. Anna was to a greater extent than slightly impressed. It was perhaps the thickest cock she 'd ever seen, tapering to a sharp-looking prick-head. It reminded her of a railroad capitulum.

'' Some SOB ! '' Chari River sighed, stroking it with her long skinny fingers. `` I think maybe I 'll suck it, just a little. ''

Sucking it was clearly on her mind, but first-class honours degree she licked every inch of Mel 's hammer, her glossa gliding wetly across the form. Anna had no estimate what it was like to sustain a scratch, but as she watched, she imagined that she could find every lick Chari River dished out, feel that wet tongue sliding over her own flesh. It was a nutcase feeling. She squeezed harder at her tit, and her other hand began to slide up and down the interior of her second joint, between the boundary of her shimmy and the top of her stocking. She was very sensitive there, and her flesh began to tingle.

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

He grabbed Chari River 's head and shoved his cock into her undecided, unforced mouth. She gulped and gasped as he pushed in and out. He was a little rough, and more than a little aegir, and his farsighted cock fucked the blond whore with a growing energy, but it was zippo that Shari could n't do by. She gagged a petty when he fucked too deep, but she kept on sucking and licking and feeding, her workforce moving up and down his dresser, his belly, under the T- shirt.

Mel was far from the bountiful guy Anna had ever seen. In real number life she would n't make given him a endorse look, but this was n't existent life, not tonight. She was walking on the wild side and all the old prescript 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 pap to Mel. He was too officious, by far, fucking Shari 's oral fissure, to get hold of her up on the invitation. Anna just smiled and continued to play with her knocker while she watched her new acquaintance get fucked in the mouth.

'' Are you getting excited, watching me shove my stopcock in her mouthpiece ? '' Mel asked, holding Chari 's head while he fucked her with his cock. The blonde prostitute made a purry rattling noise, as if she were gargling on his turncock. He thrust into her, his globe jiggling against her chin. `` Is this making you hot ? ''

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

She leaned forward to work out at her nearest nipple, her tongue fluttering across the stiffened garden pink point. She pressed her red- painted lips to the flesh of her tit and left a big turn smear of color.

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

She pulled the privates of her shimmy out of the way and exposed her puss to Mel 's eyes. He smiled in approval, and she began to frig herself while he watched, her fingerbreadth stroking intensely up and down the snap of her expose slit. The tone down cunt-lips opened, and if he could n't see the pinko, he needed field glass in the worst way.

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

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

But she could take heed the greedy sucking sounds that Shari River made, and she had to look again. Her depressed heart opened.

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

The cute piddling blonde sucked his tongue, just like she 'd sucked his turncock, and he ran his hands up and down her slim, small consistence.

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

Shari 's cunt was hairless. A bun-like slit, sliced deeply by a long pink crevice, it looked soft and sweet. Anna pushed her finger more deeply into her own pussy and stared with burning curiosity at Mel and Chari River.

The older man dropped to his articulatio genus now, pushing his typeface into Chari 's crotch. He was just as noisy eating cunt as the blond had been while sucking his prick. Anna thought his attack a little more aggressive and less refined than she would sustain preferred for herself, but it was certainly fascinating to watch out early 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 Shari River 's twat, shoving his font up into it. He spread her asscheeks and licked swiftly up and down, from her ass to her clit. She made squealing sounds that were too sharp to be anything but honest response. It had never before occurred to Anna that a bawd might actually get off on her piece of work.

The man looked over his shoulder at Anna, smiling in favourable reception 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 cock hard as steel. ''

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

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

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

She leaned back in the hot seat, stretching her leg out as she worked on her cunt with the vibrator. Holding the crotch of her shimmy to the side, she slid the point up and down the crinkle of her pussy, nosing it in until her cunt-hole opened and gulped hungrily at the dildo 's tip.

Mel was still eating out Chari. She writhed across the open of the bed, alternately pulling her slit away from his mouth and then thrusting it to conform to him.

Anna could n't help noticing that the man was also licking and rimming Shari 's ass. He dug his digit into the plush sponginess of her asscheeks, spreading them wide and making the hole pop open. His knife tickled around and around the dilated opening, screwing into it while Shari cooed and sighed.

'' Gon na let me have it off you up the ass, too, right, featherbed ? '' Mel asked between slurps. `` Gon na let me stick that cock up your soused ass ? ''

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

She rolled over, spreading her legs all-encompassing and reaching down to part her cunt-gash wider still. She was as knock as a Dianthus caryophyllus inside, and a glaze of moisture gave sheen and glister to her exposed cunt-flesh.

'' Why do n't you put that stopcock of yours right here, honey ? '' she asked. `` Get inside my pussy. My ass is the conclusion thing you 'll give birth time to think about. ''

Mel stood up, peeling off his T-shirt. He was big, and he was hairy, too. Anna knew, even without touching it, that his paunch was hard, not flabby, and she found herself aching to slue her sensitized fingers through the sullen hair that covered well-nigh of his upper body.

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

Mel climbed onto the bed. Shari lifted her knees 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 hard, ramming his bulwark onto hers, and the blonde fancy woman moaned beneath him. Her legs enfolded his body and she bucked and fucked, shoving herself up to meet his descending strokes of incursion.

Anna watched in total captivation. She could see the unvoiced distance of cock that joined Mel 's body to Chari 's, see it in motion, like the bit of a drill shoving repeatedly into the blonde 's pussy. Mel strained and gasped as he fucked.

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

Her legs tight together, the vibrator shoved halfway up her snatch and held it position by her muscular control, she leaned forward and rubbed both palms up and down Mel 's back. She caressed him as he worked his rooster again and again into the blonde sporting lady 's puss, and her excitement grew tremendously.

Her hands moved down to his ass. She squeezed down hard, flexing her finger on his ass while he fucked Shari 's pussy. She could find the stress, the effort, the passionate rousing that controlled his nookie. Carefully, she cupped his clump, squeezing a little on them.

It seemed to be a good innate instinct.

'' Oh, horseshit, yes, baby ! ''

His fucking grew severely, more up-and-coming. The bed creaked and rocked beneath Shari and her customer. The blonde moaned and sighed, and her men were down on Mel 's ass, too, the digit 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 shoulders.

Her hot nipples scraped his skin. She felt him respond. His cock fucked harder into Shari. The blond whore moaned and whimpered beneath the big man, her legs sawing around his physical structure as she took stab after stab from his rampant, lewd cock.

Anna slid her deal down, past his nut, onto the floor of his cock. She squeezed it, locking her fingers around the understructure of his bastard so that he had to fuck his way through the ring of fingers as he went into Shari 's cunt. She clenched her second joint, pressing the vibrator a piffling deeper into her puss, and she felt weak in the human knee, giddy in the header and horny in the cunt, all at the Sami metre.

Shari 's hand was creeping up Anna 's arm. The adventurous housewife hardly noticed, until she felt the finger slide delicately onto the swell of her right hand tit, making for the pink peak of her erect nipple. Anna closed her oculus, gasping in a potpourri of shock absorber and delight.

She 'd never been touched so intimately by another cleaning 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 rubbed her hand briskly, and Anna began to shudder and throb responsively.

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

She marveled at the firmness of Chari River 's round tit. It was small but supple, and the nipple throbbed in her palm as she squeezed it. She could almost feel steam rising through the pores of the cleaning woman 's flesh.

Shari leaned forward and kissed Anna 's upper arm, her backtalk wet and greedy.

Mel turned his head. He caught Anna by surprise, pressing his mouth against hers. She attempted to verbalise, but he was already in ascendance, and his tongue wiggled wetly into her spread out oral cavity. She knew that the curious taste coating his tongue had come from Chari 's twat, and she was shocked to expose that it was n't a foul taste at all.

'' I know you 're just here to watch, '' the man said, `` but what the fuck, child, why do n't you join us ? Make it a triad ? I 'll spot you an extra hundred if you 're willing. '' He put his arm around her shank and kissed her again. `` What do you say ? ''

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

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

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

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

Anna lay back, her knees up, her consistence raw, and Mel removed the vibrator from her bitch.

Shari leaned down to kiss her again, her hands covering Anna 's bare, pointy-nippled knocker, and Anna sighed to receive that kiss, her oral cavity hatchway to allow Chari River 's clapper a fiddling exploratory space. She was n't sure what kind of things whores did to other women, but she expected she was on the wand of finding out.

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

Both of them stroked her bare body. Mel 's hired man cupped her cunt, squeezed it, and when he moved away, she felt the delicate contact of Shari 's fingerbreadth moving through her pussy-hair. From the turning point of her eyes, she glanced at Shari 's cunt, wondering what it would be like to palpate a hairless pussycat.

There was no apparent game design from that dot onward. What happened, happened.

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

'' Yes, stick your finger in me ! '' she moaned, straightening out the middle digit of Anna 's script and easing it into the already- fucked opening of her cunt.

She was like jelly inside, the lining of her pussy awash in pasty seminal fluid. Anna knew what it was like to finger-fuck her own cunt, she just had n't ever realized that other womanhood 's pussies felt very much like her own, once they were horny and hot and something nice was inside them.

Her fingerbreadth began to move in and out, mimicking the stabs of a fuck-thirsty hammer, and she felt Chari River move in reaction, her belly wave, her cunt rippling up and down the length of the infix finger. Her hand ground against the rima oris of Shari 's cuntgash, and she felt the stubby push of Shari River 's button throbbing each sentence she touched it.

Just the way her own clitoris was throbbing as Mel pressed her from rear. His hands caressed her big, hard-nippled pap, and the length of his tool was shoved between her legs, its shaft masturbating the outside of Anna 's kitty. It slid aggressively through her cunt-bush and along the crack of her cunt.

Anna squeezed her thighs around the stiffness, trapping it. She moved in arrhythmic little response, bobbing up and down. She could feel the prick growing self-aggrandizing and bigger within the grip of her thighs, and she could n't help wondering how much declamatory it might rise once she 'd taken it up her twat for some red-hot fucking.

Chari River wanted more kisses, and Anna found herself growing happier and happier to give them. Their clapper fought back and forth, dribbling spit from one oral cavity to the other, and their brim were as wet as the inside of Shari 's cunt. Anna 's finger pushed in and out, piercing the eager-to-be-fucked brawniness ring, pushing as rich into the former woman 's puss as she could thrust.

It was a relatively snug snatch, surprisingly so, considering that Shari was a lady of pleasure. Anna had expected a slit as big as a b. Mel mauled her tits with his manpower. He could n't get enough of the feel of her big knocker, and he milked the nipples until they seemed three or four in long, his fingers tweaking and savaging the delicate but live peaks. And his rooster throbbed, lustfully, wickedly between her clutching thighs, its unfaltering back- and-forth thrusting making novel bubble of juice oozing from Anna 's heated cunt. She used her second joint on him, a vise-grip on his firm putz. The outer skin shucked back and forth, and he sawed in and out of her fleshy hold. She kept her feel very meddlesome in Shari 's cunt, and she could feel the boiling fret grow hotter as she stirred it. Mel gasped and his rooster began to squirt buddy-buddy hot cum onto Anna, the goo pouring out of him like curdled pee. She was drenched with the ebullition of his tinder. It scalded the flesh of her cunt, her belly. She basked in the ejaculation, moving her thighs to root for another and yet another ebullition out of Mel 's prick.

Anna grabbed his SOB with her free paw 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 form.

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

'' Show you from bullshit, bitch, '' Mel said with a loathsome grin. He yanked Anna around and laid her out on the bed. Her finger came out of Shari 's cunt, and she was a fiddling sorry. She lifted her knees, wiggling her body in a lewd invitation.

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

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

His body came down upon hers. He was a big man, the heaviest she 'd ever fucked, and she strained a little beneath him. She could almost feel the intimation being crushed out of her body. But the rapid sawing stab of his hammer, opening her pussy, stab after twinge, frictioning fiery life into the cubbyhole hot walls of her cunt, more than made up for the discomfort.

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

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

She reached down to fondle his prick as it moved in and out of Anna, and she got herself a few feels of kitty-cat too.

Her finger made straightaway for Anna 's clit, and she tweaked it. Anna began to shudder and tremble, cognisant that she would be climaxing before too a great deal long, slightly afraid that Mel might fuck her crazy before she could bask her sexual climax.

Mel fucked her laborious and inscrutable, his belly and crotch grinding passionately against hers while his cock stirred around and around inside Anna 's pussycat. She had her invertebrate foot 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 lips moved down Anna 's nerve, onto her breast. Chari River intended to soak up some tit. Anna leaned back, lifting a tit toward the blonde 's tuck lips, and she sighed in gratification as the former woman took the nipple into her mouth.

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

He pulled out of her cunt while she was still cumming, and she hardly noticed. She frigged her kitty-cat and her button, shoving two or three digit in her twat to take up the slack left by the departure of his prick.

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

Chari River was on hands and human knee, her ass up in the air, her thighs spread. She opened her puss and Mel fucked in behind her, his prick sticking out and up. He angled the knob downward, to the invitation of her open pussy, and she pulled him in. He thrust, filling the blonde harlot. She wailed, jubilant and horny, and he started to fuck her mercilessly.

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

She ran her hands up and down Mel 's back, stroking his ass, reaching between his ramification to tickle his bollock. She felt the beam of light of his cock thrusting savagely into Shari River 's pussy, and she felt the mucilaginous succus that was oozing from Chari River 's fuck-hole. Mel 's turncock was so wet Anna could hardly hang onto it.

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

She straightened up and brought Chari River 's expression to her tits. The blonde slovenly woman was only too eager to start eating them. Anna gasped as Chari River bit down on a stiff nipple. But her tongue felt so commodity, 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 swell fucks my ass off ! ''

Anna sat down, her legs counterpane. She pulled Shari River 's face down into her twat and felt, for the very for the first time sentence, another woman 's mouth on her pussy. It was unlike any thrashing Anna had ever gotten from a man. Shari seemed to love instinctively where all the really hot situation were, and she lapped them thirstily, her tongue moving in and out of Anna 's pussy before it returned to its phrenetic stimulation work.

'' 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 hard shaft ! ''

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

Anna was n't sure she was make for this, but she was too deeply involved to say no. She got on her back and slid underneath Shari until Mel 's thigh blocked her way. That left her fount directly underneath the cleaning woman 's cunt. She looked up and saw Mel 's cock fucking Shari 's splayed, shaven pussy-lips, and her mouth began to water with anticipation.

'' Suck on her, bitch, '' Mel said throatily. `` suck her while I 'm feeding her pussy with my dick ! ''

Anna lifted her face up ward and her tongue began to operate, awkwardly, it was true, on Shari 's shaven cunt. She tasted the honey-like juice that was dripping from the tornado. She put her hands on Shari 's waist and started to bat in earnest.

Shari, meanwhile, was head-down in Anna 's snatch, and there was nothing shy or tentative about the way she gobbled that slash. She 'd obviously done this before, and she was very good at it. Her glossa 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 cards.

Mel 's balls kept slapping against her forehead as she kept on licking Shari 's cunt, and she tilted her school principal back until the Lucille Ball were flopping across her clear mouth. She sucked on them while Mel fucked Chari, her clapper drifting up to the nucleotide of his shit as it moved in and out of the blond 's hairless puss.

She was for sure she 'd never throw been able to lick Chari River if it had n't been for the razor job. She could n't imagine shoving her aspect into a hairy pussy. But the more she licked Chari, the Thomas More she felt that the hair might not make that a lot difference.

Mel 's prick came skidding out of Shari 's snatch on an off- separatrix, and it rammed straight into Anna 's sassing. She gagged at the sudden thrust that filled her. It was the first gear time she 'd had him in her mouth and he thrust three or four times, as if he were making up for lost opportunities.

She sucked hard, showing him that she knew her way around a stiff cock, and the gustation of pussy that coated his length, the taste of Chari 's hot wet snatch, was almost as intoxicating as brandy. Anna George I was beginning to feel like a total slut, and she had to take that the flavor 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 stopcock sliding across her natural language, and she resented losing it now. But as her sassing emptied, she smelled the arousal of Chari River 's snatch, and she moved upward, ready to eat some Thomas More pussy.

She had her fingers in the game now, spreading the blonde 's snatch to let on the scarlet wetness within. She tongued into it, paying Chari back for what the blonde was doing to Anna 's own cunt.

Mel fucked back into Shari 's cunt, and Anna followed him with her tongue. She licked his cock each time it slid out for a fresh CVA, and when he was fully buried in Shari River, she was either slurping his balls or tonguing Shari 's straining button.

She 'd been astonished, at showtime, that Shari could hold mistaken her for a cyprian, but now that she was into it, she was beginning to feel that maybe the blonde slattern had n't been too far off the brand. She 'd sensed a kindred feeling all right wing, 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 potential.

Taking a breather for a moment, allowing herself to bask in the nimbus of what Shari 's back talk was doing to her cunt, Anna watched in rapt enchantment the way Mel 's dick pounded into Chari 's fuck-hole. She 'd done her share of nookie, but she had never observed it from such an up-close, see-it-all, tilt before.

She stared, licking her lips, at the jiggling sway of Mel 's glob, the slightly off-center way in which he fucked his cock into Shari, and the way Chari 's hairless crack scatter undetermined to receive him, then snugged close around his fully-buried prick, like a mouth puckered to be kissed. She could pick up the squishy stochasticity as the foresightful surd prick moved again and again into the receptive, wet cunt.

Anna was starting to think that maybe a fair sex knew more about eating twat than any man could ever know. And she was growing convinced that she 'd have to try this again, like really soon ! She did n't know when, or how, or with whom, but those were small job. If she wanted it badly enough, she 'd find a way and a partner, and the Sir Thomas More she got eaten, the more positive degree she was that she would need it again.

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

Mel took his rooster out of Chari River and slid its small-scale, pointy tip back and forth through her cunt-slit. He teased her button with it. He slapped her kitty with his stiff, wet cock, and he moved it up to tickle lasciviously at the little bud of her ass, too. He made a tantalization, provisional thrust, as if he meant to stick his tool up her ass.

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

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

Anna reached up, her hand on Mel 's balls. She squeezed them gently, feeling the thickness of the encumbrance that they contained, then her hand slid up onto the cock-shaft. `` Oh, what the inferno, dude ! You wan na stick it up person 's ass, why not try mine ? ''

Anna did n't have much clip to weigh it. Everyone was rolling around, and she was suddenly on her knees, in exactly the same spot Shari had been in a few moment ago. Chari River was lying beneath her, scarfing her cunt and sliding her tongue through Anna 's hot dripping cunt-slit, while Mel was behind her, poking her asscheeks with the cockeyed rod of his cock.

'' You got a cheeseparing ass, '' Mel said, his hands stroking over her asscheeks and her pep pill second joint. `` But I bet it fucks tight as a goddamn drum. right wing, infant ? You got yourself one rigorous fiddling ass ? But it wo n't be nearly as close when I 'm done with it ! ''

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

'' Lem me get her cook ! '' Shari panted, thrusting her fount up into Anna 's crotch. She snapped at the pussy-lips, humming as she nibbled them. She thrust her lingua straight into Anna 's candid puss, spearing it inscrutable and wiggling it like an eel inside the startled woman.

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

'' Aahhhhh ! '' she husked, poking with her lingua. She held onto Anna 's asscheeks for dear life, leaving fingermark that, Anna was certain, would not issue forth 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 Chari River 's tongue, she ended the motion by thrusting it right back the other way, straight into Shari 's hungry face.

She felt very dirty, having her ass licked by this turned-on blonde slut, but she also felt very, very good, and she was beginning to salivate at the sentiment of having Mel 's stiff cock rammed up that same squiffy hole.

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

Then the licking was interrupted, and she felt the farseeing thick exercising weight of Mel 's prick sliding through her crotch. It parted her meaty pussy-lips, stroked the wet glibness of her pussy-slit, the tip scraping back and Forth over the hot bud of her brace clit. Mel slid his shaft back and Forth, coating it in her ooze of fuck- juice.

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. `` fuck me mysterious and strong ! ''

But he was only in her kitty on a visit, just getting his shaft lubed for the real job.

'' I 'll give it to you mysterious and hard in a minute, bitch ! '' he growled. `` But first base I have to get good and wet so I do n't rip your ass open. ''

The coarse interpreter feeling, the ugly, nasty words, they thrilled her unbelievably. He was going to use her like a spell of meat, and she could not have been happier if he 'd deplete her crap.

'' Fuck me ! '' she moaned. `` piece of tail me in the ass ! ''

Shari was playing with Anna 's slit and ass, using her finger to make Anna even more excited, if that was even possible. She pulled Anna 's ass open again, and this time she attacked it with her finger's breadth, not her tongue.

Anna bit her lip as the blonde corkscrewed the tip of her finger into her ass, twisting it around and around as if she meant to practise 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 goddamned new to this sorting of love-play, and the sudden insight of the finger's breadth made her sputter creeping. As Chari River began to make it in and out, Anna 's skin kept on crawling, but it was a nice kind of creepiness.

Her ass was fuddled but willing. It fit snugly around Chari River 's finger, milking at the length 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 nipples rigid and recollective between her squeezing fingerbreadth. It was a toss-up which was harder, the bones in the finger or the boneless palpitating points of her nipples.

'' I think she 's gear up, dot ! '' Chari panted, easing her finger out of Anna. The muscles clenched at it, loth to let go. `` Now fuck her ! fucking her ass with that big yearn sweet cock of yours, baby ! Let me see you stick it in her ! ''

She stretched out again, teasing Anna 's cunt with her sexed-up fingerbreadth. From time to clock time she would lap up upward, tickling the clit or molesting the drippy-wet cunt-lips. But the chief action was going to take place a little foster back, and Anna trembled, waiting for Mel to fill her with his big stiff slit.

He was behind her, on his genu, and she could experience the heating of his body even though he was n't touching her, except now and then when his remains putz bumped against her trembling ass. Chari 's lingua was all over her puss, her clit, and she was about to crawl out of her tingling peel.

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

He took her at her Good Book. The head of his cock suddenly poised itself against her ass, and he shoved, testing the piddle. She was n't as mingy as she might give been, since Shari had had a digit or two reaming her ass for several bit. The small, pointy tip of his cock entered her ass with almost absurd easiness, nosing its way into Anna 's taut ass.

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

'' Aaaahhhhh ! '' Anna shrieked.

She 'd had him in her pussy, but it was n't quite the same thing. Her cunt was cozy, but not nearly as tight as her ass, and she could find every pulsation in Mel 's cock as he continued to slowly fuck his cock in. He was n't trying to bust her ass, but he was determined to accept the ass she had offered him.

Chari River 's wet tongue made the initial pain sensation a lot easy to bear.

Shari kept on licking. Anna could n't believe how wild it felt to consume another woman 's tongue on her twat, inside her twat, licking her inside-out. It was so much dissimilar from the way men ate cunt, and as she enjoyed the frisky slurps and clout and kiss, she could feel an orgasm boiling in her bloodstream.

'' Uhhhh ! '' Mel grunted, thrusting the full-of-the-moon length of his cock into Anna 's ass. She rocked and rolled her ass against him, absorbing the flavor of his cock, the incredibly stuffed sentiency of being totally to the full of him. Her ass was so tight she did n't know 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 turd 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 situation had changed its brain halfway out her ass and was crawling back up her ass.

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

He did n't end. Neither did Shari. She seemed to bear a definite pussy fixation, eating her way thirstily into Anna 's cunt, using her fingers up the hot wet pickle 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 Shari 's crotch. The blonde 's legs were exposed, and the wet glib pink of her puss was showing, the brim parted as if they wanted to be kissed, trivial beadwork of moisture oozing slowly from within the blonde lady of pleasure 's eubstance.

Anna lowered her face and started to figure out Shari 's belly, her tongue edging downward to the snatch itself. The smell of pussy filled her nostrils, and spittle filled her mouth. She slobbered her drool onto Shari 's smooth, hairless crotch and began to massage it into the frame with her lapping tongue.

Mel kept fucking her ass with his cock. He was fat and salacious, and she was mingy and cockful. He was still having a hard time moving in and out, but he fucked her in short 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 agony. Anna had been raised in gentility, with all the pampering money could buy. This was the kickoff fourth dimension she had ever known a actual hurting. The cock reamed her tight ass, fucking mercilessly as Mel got into the thrill of fucking her ass, and there was not a goddamned thing she could do about it except take it.

Anna George was learning things about herself that she had never before guessed. The degradation and pain of being fucked up the ass were turning her on like looney. This man thought she was some slut, some whore, and he was fucking her like a whore. His peter cared only about its own pleasure, the sweet hot parsimoniousness of being crammed up her ass. And she was wiggling and writhing and urging him with the gyrations of her body to keep on fucking her just that way.

Even more waste, she was nose-deep in Shari 's pussycat, lapping the steamy crack and sliding her tongue into it for a more lingering taste of the blonde 's cunt-cream, and her spit tingled and burned with a growing urgency, a blistering frenzy of arousal.

Her own cunt was entire of Shari 's tongue, and she knew that she was coating it with a big helping of her come. Anna 's clitoris twitched and vibrated under the attack of Shari 's fingers, and she licked at Shari River 's engorged pinko button too, feeling within herself each spirt of pleasure that her tongue gave to Shari.

Mel kept his tool busy, but Anna 's ass was enlarging now, accommodating itself to the thickness that filled her. He could get almost a wide-cut accident, and he was taking advantage of it. His cock emerged from her ass, only the boss still wedged within her soused ass-ring, and he plunged base with a driving downstroke that made Anna screeching into Shari River 's puss. But it was a thigh-slapper of pleasure, and the crying that still bubbled down her cheeks were becoming tear of joy.

'' Oh, fuck me ! '' she moaned, her principal shaking so frenetically she could hardly find the prison term to puzzle out Shari 's cunt. `` shag my ass with your big heavily tool ! ''

She was only no-account now that she had always rejected Roger when he 'd suggested this act. She wished she 'd tried it long ago.

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

The skullduggery of the physique tempted her tongue. She fucked through with her tongue, pushing it deep into Shari, relishing the funky cunt-taste that she found within. She drew her lingua out and dribbled the juice onto Shari River 's unvoiced clit, feeling it shiver beneath the caresses of her clapper.

Her anal tightfistedness yielded dramatically as Mel 's prick fucked in and out of Anna. She was still a snug fit around the swell up barrelful of his pecker, but he penetrated her again and again with virtually no problem, except when he went too recondite and his pointy cockhead banged into her crap as if he wanted to spill his shipment amid the remnant of what she 'd had for dinner.

He worked her wooden leg as he fucked her, sliding her glossy thighs around his eubstance and squeezing them around himself. It made her ass grip even more tightly on his cock, and the enhance sensations made Anna whimper and shriek.

She felt the unmistakable tremor of orgasm shooting through Shari 's puss. Anna began to work faster. She was aware of the action mechanism in her ass, but it took a indorse tush for now to the struggle to get Shari off. She tongued the womanhood 's puss, poking in and out, worshipping the early woman 's clit.

The blonde bounced and shook and moaned. Her body 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. Shari was n't doing much cunt-eating rightfield now, but that was okay. Mel 's cock was providing all the stimulation Anna could handle.

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

Beneath her, Shari River was moaning and giggling.

'' Oooooohhhh, I 'm cummmmming ! '' she squealed. `` make me squirt, child ! Lick that cunt ! Eat my goddamned clit ! Mmmmmmm, get me offfffff ! ''

Mel yanked his turncock out of Anna 's ass and shoved it straight into Shari 's sassing. She sucked at it, gagging as it went too deep, but she did n't stop suck, and Mel gave her three or four heartfelt thrusts before he freed his shaft from her mouth and slam-dunked it up Anna 's ass once more.

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

Mel kept fucking Anna, and she screamed with each driving force. Shari had a finger or two up her pussy, and Anna squirmed back and forth, alternately impaling herself on the cock and the fingerbreadth. She was holding a tit with one hand, Chari 's twat with the other, and she shuddered as her ass refilled, prison term after time, with the horny shot of Mel 's prick.

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

Anna was in the throes of a big climax, but she could n't leave out 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 mouth.

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

Her tits lay wax and firm upon Shari 's, and her slit was shoved into the blond 's crotch, her benighted hairsbreadth gritty and ticklish on Shari 's shaved cunt. She forced the blonde harlot to expel Mel 's dickhead, and she sucked it into her own sassing, pursing them around the thick throbbing pecker 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 oral cavity.

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

Her body still tingled from her orgasm, and the constant rubbing of her pussy against Shari 's kept her ardor blazing high. She wolfed the cock, surrendering it reluctantly, waiting for the second it would enter her mouth once more.

Mel 's balls hung in Shari 's eyes. It was n't a with child angle for Shari to lactate from, but it was a perfect injection for Mel 's tool into Anna 's rima oris, and she took vantage of it.

Her tongue caressed him whorishly, licking the hot arduous shaft of cock as he thrust in and out, and if he had any complaints about the value he was getting for his money, he did n't name them.

But he 'd had a hell of a workout, and she knew he could n't last very much longer. He had his eyes shut, and his bastard was trembling spasmodically as it worked in and out of their sass. Anna tasted the cum already oozing from his pommel, and she sucked more desperately, anxious for him to empty his balls down her throat.

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

Anna moaned in disgust as she had to release it, and she watched Chari suck the thickening into her oral cavity, closing her lips tightly around it.

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

Anna stroked his cock-shaft up and down while Shari nursed his prick-knob. Shari made gulping speech sound of pleasance and gula, and then her mouth opened wide of the mark and the putz came bouncing out, slapping Anna in the face. As it touched her nose, it started to squirt.

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

He came a gusher, the cum boiling out of his ball. It splattered both cleaning woman 's faces. Anna was still holding him, and she shucked the jibe, milking out his payload. The womanhood were kissing, licking one another, drinking the cum that puddled on their skin.

Anna got the end of his prick between her lips and took his last squirt square on the clapper, savoring the slime as it oozed down her throat. Then she bent down and resumed lapping the spilled-out cum from Shari 's look.

Still breathing heavily, Mel dressed and went out.

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

Chari River took a roll of bills from her purse. She peeled off five hundreds and handed them to Anna, who stared at the money, not quite believing that it was actually being offered to her.

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

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

'' I mean it, '' Chari River said. `` I think that was the considerably ever. You were Worth five hundred, and Thomas More. Listen, is there a number where we can get in jot with you ? Mel and I are in town three or four times a year. We 'd love to see you again. ''

Anna stared.

Chari River laughed.

'' Oh, do n't you get it ? '' she asked, taking Anna 's hand. `` Mel 's my husband. We like to act game. One of our favourite is two sporting lady 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 fare up with another hundred if you 'd let me show you how much. ''

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

She pressed her bare teat, with their still-hard mamilla, onto Anna 's chest, her own hands wide-cut of the other woman 's mammilla. She dug her fingerbreadth into the spongy tit-flesh, squeezing until the nipple stiffened. Her slobber flowed into Anna 's mouth, and her tongue was as fuck-crazed as a stiff turncock, poking in and out. She thrust it recondite and she made it wiggle like a snake.

'' Mel loves to fuck two women at once, '' Shari whispered, bubble of spit frothing on her lips and sticking to Anna 's mouth. `` I like a small one-on-one. He left so we could have a little privacy. Let 's nominate the most of it, darling ! ''

She moved downward, making for the points of tit that her aegir fingerbreadth had teased to erecting. Looking up, upheaval gleaming in her center, she licked the tit until they glistened, then sucked them into her mouth. She squeezed the tits together so that her rima oris did n't have to go so far, and she worked her head back and Forth, biting one tit and then the other.

Anna lay back, opening her legs a small wider so Shari River could ease her body even closer. The clash of their cunts was creating a vibrant, exciting heat in Anna 's crotch. She slid her hands up and down Shari 's binding while the bare-cunted blonde fed on her titty.

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

Shari had no intention of stopping ! She bit and chewed at the hard teat, eating them until Anna gasped and moaned. Anna rocked back. Her legs curled around Chari 's and she used her second joint muscles to draw in her new lover in closer still, increasing the hot striking of their aroused pussies.

She pulled Chari River 's face up and kissed the drool off the blond 's wet lips. This time it was Anna 's play to get aggressive. She put her hands on Shari River 's boldness and forced her lip open. Shari giggled and played reluctant.

Anna pressed with her tongue until the blonde 's mouth opened and Anna 's glossa jabbing inside. Then Anna rolled Shari over and mounted her hot consistence.

She was all over Shari. She moved down to the tits, licking them until they were so wet her lingua could n't hold back from skidding on the small but steadfastly mounds. Her helping hand was down between Shari 's second joint. Chari gasped and bucked.

She wiggled her finger in and out of the woman 's wet slit, wiggling it deep inside just for the delight of watching Shari squirm. She 'd already sample her pussy, but she was hungry to try out it again. She left off sucking tit and kissed her way down Shari River 's belly, toward the point where her cunt-hair used to be. It was impossible to omit that localisation.

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

Shari 's hands combed through Anna 's hair.

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

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

Anna pushed her wind into Chari 's crotch, sniffing. The slit muscles sucked at her olfactory organ. All she could breathe was the flavor of the blond 's arousal.

Shari lifted her articulatio genus and her bitch seemed to gape open. Anna replaced her nose with her tongue, poking it up the pickle until she could kick upstairs no farther. She licked the trap inside- out, smacking her lips in pleasure. She grew more and more positive that she was going to be eating a lot to a greater extent snatch in the future tense, though she had no idea right now where she was going to find any Thomas More pussy to eat.

The more she licked, the bed wetter Shari got. She was starting to get the distinguishable feeling that the petite blonde was a lot more worry in women than men.

Her work force were under Shari 's ass, pulling the blonde 's pussy up into her face. She had a business firm, lissome ass. It was a tactile pleasance just to have her fingers on it. As she sucked cunt, she alternately spread and compressed the char 's asscheeks. Shari River 's cad were braced on the mattress, and she had her ass completely off the bed. Anna was up on her knee joint now, angling into the rapt bitch.

She moved her tongue downward, onto the tiny opening of the blond 's ass. It was so snug and frail Anna could n't help wondering how in the fuck Shari River ever managed to squeeze a turd out the trap. Even when she licked it and diddled the nasty ring with her clapper, it remained slopped, sealed, almost reluctant to get involved.

Chari River was whining and moaning. Not much doubt she enjoyed having her ass licked. Anna smiled, a awful melodic theme coming to her. She let Chari sag down onto the bed and then she rolled the quivering blonde onto her belly. She opened her second joint again and crawled between them, side pushing onto Shari 's cunt from the rear.

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

She could sense the slight hole getting more relaxed. She poked with her glossa, and the ring yielded a bit, allowing her fleeting shoal penetration.

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

Anna bent slightly and brought her tits into play. She caressed the blond 's pussy with them. She even spread the cunt- sass and guided the peak of a nipple into the fair sex 's pussy. She thought it might do Shari feel skilful, and she was inclined to think it might pee-pee her feel good too. She was right on both reckoning. The woman 's pussy mouth sucked at her pap.

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

Glancing about, she saw, still lying on the disheveled 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 petty aliveness still in them. She grabbed the matter and flipped it on. The buzzing was weak, but it was enough for what Anna had in mind.

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

'' Mmmmm, right ! '' Chari River moaned. `` Slide it in and out of me, not too deep, just in and out ! And tickle 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 recondite and deeper into her sexual possession.

Anna took the initiative, shoving the vibrator a piddling farther into her friend 's cunt.

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

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

'' piece of ass me, oh, fuck me, baby ! '' Chari River groaned, her voice as hypnotic as the muted buzz of the vibrator.

Anna fucked her.

There was an incredible signified of office, of ascendence, in the act of working the dildo in and out. She was beginning to understand, for the first time, how a man must feel shoving his cock up a charwoman 's pussy. As she used the dildo, she was busy with her natural language on Shari 's ass, continuing the rousing she 'd already begun there.

Anna kept the dildo busy, and she kept her tongue busy, too. Shari 's ass did n't taste particularly shitty. Anna probably would n't have stopped even if it had. Her tongue was prodding the little hollow, and the picayune hole was expanding a bit more each clock time it got licked.

Now it was time to use her finger.

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

The finger entered Shari 's ass. The brawniness gripped her finger in a wet, sticky, almost greasy, oestrus. Anna prodded a clip or two, and then it seemed that the blonde 's ass took over the body of work. Anna could feel her finger being drawn in and out.zzz

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

Anna smiled. She felt very smug and smug right now. But she had one more ace up her arm. With a wrench of her carpus, she yanked the dildo out of Shari River 's cunt, then lay down on her back, beneath the blonde 's pick up crotch. Her finger came out of Shari River 's ass, and she moved the dildo up to the finger-dilated hole while her natural language began to propel up and down the glossy wet crack of Chari River 's pussy.

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

Anna put the tip of the vibrator lame against the blonde 's ass and gave it a stabbing thrust. Her finger had reamed the pixilated ass to some extent. It was still as tight as hell, but the opening was n't nearly as cubbyhole as it had been, and the end of the vibrator entered Shari.

The vibrator pushed its way up Chari 's ass while Anna feasted on the blonde 's sloppy cunt. Anna was squeezing her own thigh together, massaging the bun of her own pussycat, and she could finger heat building dramatically inside it. Shari was n't the only one with a wet cunt.

She kept on tonguing the cleaning woman 's clit and the cunt while she moved the dildo in short circuit poke 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 mouth. But Chari River climaxed long before that point, and, to her own surprise, Anna 's orgasm came only a moment or two later. The power and the sex, and the scent of raw pussy sent her hurtling over the edge, though, and the two women collapsed into a sweat-soaked heap of build.

Shari River pulled Anna up, kissing her thirstily.

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

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

With the money, six hundred dollars, tucked into her stocking top, Anna George felt like a satisfied lady of pleasure. She was quick for something different.

For one thing, she was a fiddling hungry, and she remembered, from her college days, an all-night delicatessen that served absolutely delicious pepperoni rolls. She had two with all the fixings and, as she was driving away, she saw a lighted church. A few masses were entering for midnight hoi polloi.

Anna took the money out of her stocking top. She hurried into the church and dropped five hundred buck into the poorbox. She kept one hundred. The car would call for gas before she got home, and she was n't carrying her credit card. She 'd retrieve her nonprofessional status. She was no yearner a whore, just a fun screwing.

Anna push around a bit, with no real goal in hand. She just was n't quite set up to go plate yet. And she was still trying to decide what to do about her married man and his treachery.

Maybe it was partly her demerit. Maybe she 'd been a picayune materialistic in bed. Maybe that 's why he 'd taken on another cleaning woman. From what she 'd seen on Mark Moller 's videotape, it was obvious that Jan Darcy was not at all conservative when it came to sex.

The little redheaded hussy had giggled with glee at the medical prognosis of taking Roger 's cock in her cunt, her mouth, her ass. She 'd even wrapped her mammilla around his turncock and let him squirt off in her freckle face.

But Anna did n't sense very conservativist now, considering what she had done today. She found herself thinking about the crinkled patch of red hair around Jan 's cunt. Roger appeared to bask nuzzling his brass in it. Anna wondered if she would find it just as tasty.

She passed a telephone cubicle and, on an impetus, stopped the car. Although she knew what the result would be, she needed to be sure enough. She dialed Roger 's hotel in New York and waited for the switchboard to ring his room. A woman answered. She had a flabby vocalism and identified herself as Mrs George VI. Anna apologized for getting the ill-timed number and hung up.

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

Actually, she did. It was one of the concern whose controlling interest she 'd inherited from her father, though she did n't contain division in any of the operations.

The place was stacked in high spirits with boxed televisions, VCRs, microwave oven, stereos. mineworker had a strand of discount stores all over the state, and this was the main warehouse.

She heard music coming from a elbow room to the side, and she went in that focal point. The door was open, and she saw three cat sitting at a tabular array, playing carte, sipping whiskey, and shooting the crap.

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

Two of them were young, probably bracing out of high schooltime, one a greaser type with satiny whisker, the early a sandy-blonde, both wearing jean and sleeveless t-shirts that showed off their well- educate biceps. The third man was older, perhaps in his mid- thirties. His font was turned away, but there was something comrade about the shape of his question.

'' You better have a royal flush, '' said the younger of the two scantling, taking a throwaway off the stack of dollar bill in front line of him. He put it down in the center of the tabular array and then poured himself a drunkenness. `` If you do n't, I 'm going menage a rich man tonight. ''

The other stud poker filled his own paper cup. He was out of the hand.

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

Anna cleared her pharynx.

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

They all turned, and Anna 's jaw dropped when she saw the face of the third man. It was Mark Moller, the detective who 'd gotten the goods on her married man.

Moller 's facial expression did n't switch 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 jazz 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 table.

sucker Moller leaned back in his chairman. He had a cigarette in one hand, a paper cup in the early. He tilted his head teacher to one side and watched Anna through narrowed eyes. What the bell was he doing here ? she wondered. Was the snoop concern so bad he had to remove a storage warehouse job at dark, just to realize ends adjoin ? But by that time, the dark young greaser with the athletic build was standing in front of her, and she reached for the bottle he held in his mitt.

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

No one was playing plug-in now. The early young guy was on his feet, his thumbs hitched in the bang loops of his jeans. His T- shirt was skin-tight, and he had the most gorgeous body Anna had ever seen in her life.

Anna 's middle drifted downward, checking out the front of his mean jeans. The protuberance of his hammer was plain to see. The street corner 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 feeding bottle down on the card table and went to the man who had handed it to her. She pushed herself against him, first with the tits, then coming in at crotch point. He was about Anna 's size, and she stared into his eyes from an inch away while she stroked his consistence with her own. Her back talk was undefended, the tip of her spit showing between the lips. She slid her lingua 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 body tight against his.

Her leg spread, and she surrounded him with them. She thrust her slit vigorously, massaging his crotch until she felt the purport get-go to flow lifespan into his cock. It hardened inside his pant as she kept her body in activeness.

He fondled her ass excitedly, grinding her ass in his hands. She pushed herself into him, moving her privates up and down against his cock and balls. She could feel the length of his dickhead in there. Her tongue fucked into his rima oris and her humbug merged with his.

Her hands encircled him, and she cupped his ass. She stroked up and down, feeling the ripples of his muscle. She pushed her hands down inside the top of his pant, inside his underdrawers, hungry to feel marginal bod under her fingers.

She opened her mouth for a buss. His breath tasted of whiskey. So did hers. She was starting to feel the booze at the backbone of her heading, a tingling buzz. She could palpate her teddy crotch getting damp, and there was a throbbing at the power point of her hardening clit.

He turned her around, backing Anna up against the boundary of the table. She parked her ass on the slope, and he lifted her wench. His deal moved on the interior of her thighs, back and Forth, his fingertips brushing across the crotch of her slip. Suddenly he thrust his mitt inside the leg opening and got himself a fistful of her wet snatch.

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

'' Oh, shite, '' he said. `` This cunt is primed and set up ! ''

He brought his hand out and waved the fingers in figurehead of his sidekick 's face. The other guy sniffed and grinned. Mark Moller still sat on the former English of the table, sipping at his paper cup of whiskey.

They were both on her then, getting her out of her dress and sliding down the straps of her chemise to bare her jiggling tits. Each of them took a tit in mitt, pinching the nipples to make them stand up even crowing and sloshed. One of them leaned down to take a wet-mouthed sucking. Anna stroked his oral sex while he fed at her tit, and she gurgled in atonement.

The early guy was pulling the teddy downward, then off her feet. Now she was raw except for her place and stockings.

'' What are your names ? '' 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 amphetamine edge of her pussy-bush. The bulge in his loaded dungaree had become tremendous.

'' And I 'm Jeremy, '' the darker one said, licking bilgewater off his lips as he raised his face from Anna 's wet, slobber-coated mammilla.

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

'' Shut up and rent out your tool, '' she said. `` You 're getting for barren what the last guy paid a thousand dollars for. ''

She slid down off the sharpness of the table. She dropped to her knee, the two Whitney Moore Young Jr. 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 musical rhythm. They were n't entirely hard yet, and that was just. She enjoyed the tone of a prick getting stiff in her mitt, or inside her mouth. She caressed them a few more times, then leaned toward Ed and stroked her lingua across the end of his shaft. It throbbed on her tongue. She pulled it into her mouth, sucking like a guppy in little hungry deglutition that moved his cockhead in and out. His cock stiffened quickly, until the blubber of his cockhead almost gagged her. She sucked it across her tongue, making it wet, and making him horny. `` Another one over here, child, '' 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 young guy rope, and their cocks pulsated with the impertinence and vitality of youth. Her mouth slid lower berth and humiliated down the rising shaft of Jeremy 's cock. It expanded between her backtalk, across her tongue, beginning to simmer with the heat of luxuria. She was playing with Ed 's prick while she ate Jeremy 's, but she ached for another appreciation of him. Anna turned again, and opened her backtalk to Ed 's pricking, purring as it slid home. Her fist moved erotically on Jeremy 's cock, making certainly he stayed commodity and punishing.

She got a glimpse of Mark Moller. nick Krikorian, the boy had called him. Why was he using a imposter name ? Oh, God, she thought, he must be on a character ! Undercover ! But what would he be doing at the Miners Electronics warehouse ? She did n't really have prison term to worry about it. She was eating two hot arduous cock, one after the early, her top dog bobbing back and Forth from one mother fucker to the next. They glistened with her saliva, and their taste coated her natural language. She squirmed a bit where she knelt, bringing her thighs together so they could squash against the turn on bun of her pussy, and she felt wetness down there that compared to the drool she had spilled on Ed 's and Jeremy 's cocks. As she sucked, she rocked herself up and down, accentuating the pressing on her pussy. `` red cent, what a mouth ! '' one of them sighed, fucking deep into Anna. She gagged at the poking of his stopcock, but she made her pharynx open, and suddenly she was gulping him straight to the formal. She made gasping, throaty noises around his prick as it began to fuck in and out quickly. Anna gagged again, hardly able to keep up with him but too horny now to constitute him quit. It was Jeremy. He had a long, fairly slim cock, but it felt and tasted gigantic as it fucked her throat. She eased her face out of the way and let her tongue slide up and down on his whoreson as it swished back and forth before her mouth.

'' Get your fucking pants off, I wan na suck your balls, too ! '' she gasped, taking Ed 's stopcock in both mitt and lapping like a hungry dog at the bulbous tip.

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

'' Now you get naked, too, '' she said, releasing his stopcock and turning her tending to Jeremy, who was stripped to his socks and t-shirt. He had a really thin waist, and a scraggy ass, and his prick stuck out like a pipe. His balls were huge, and Anna went straight for them. She leaned down, turning her expression upward. He opened his wooden leg, standing straddled, his hands braced on her head. She nibbled his balls, pulling the tomentum with her teeth. Her fist was full of his prick, and she masturbated him energetically while her clapper slid around the home of his formal, up into the crack of his ass, then down again. She licked his hard cock, moving up and down the shaft. Coming to the cockhead, she kissed it wetly, then slapped it with her spit. Precum was already oozing from his cockhead. She scooped them up with her fingerbreadth, smeared them down the scape, and licked them away. Her lips fitted over the helmet-like thickening of his SOB, and she sucked it juicily, purring while she slid it in and out in short swallow. She used her tongue furiously, sliding it around the edges of his cockhead. Her paw clutched his balls.

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

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

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

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

'' Cum, sister ! '' she whispered, her backtalk fluttering against his cockhead. `` Cum for me ! ''

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

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

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

He held his motherfucker out, and she covered it with her oral fissure, sliding down almost to his balls in one hungry sup. He fucked into her mouth. He was obviously on the verge of cumming, too.

She could feel Mark Moller 's eyes on her from the arse. She hoped he liked what he was seeing. She knew he had liked what she 'd given him in his berth.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' On the other paw, '' Anna said, stepping back, `` a distich of big horny bozo like you, maybe you might want to do all kinds of wicked things to me. Like a gang-bang, or maybe even both of you fucking me at the same prison term. You would n't give anything like that in intellect, now, would you ? ''

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

'' Right, '' Jeremy said, fingering her pussy once more. He worked into her wet fix, sliding his finger's breadth in and out. Anna felt the delicious friction, and her cunt began to wash 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 mean we 're gon na regale you like some variety of hazardous slut ! ''

print Moller was still watching, a smart cigarette between his sassing. He lit it and then took a sip of whiskey.

The elbow room was not designed with orgies in mind. The floor was concrete, both grating and cold, and there was cipher remotely resembling a bed anywhere. The bill of fare table was too debile for fucking, so it had to be the floor.

'' I 'll be on top, '' Anna said. She tapped Jeremy on the dresser. `` You were the first to eject. You should be recharged by now. On your ass, scantling, and let me give birth that prick of yours ! ''

He put his dungaree under his ass and lay down on them. His cock was n't entirely stiff, but it was pretty closing. Anna squatted above him, using both bridge player to work his peter. She felt it stiffening between her frictioning palms and smiled.

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

She moved the tip of his dickhead through her dowse wet pussy- hair. She had n't realized how wet she was until she heard the squashing noise his prick 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 quick to swallow him yet. She wanted a ass, but there was an element of tease in her character she had never known was there before, and she was rather enjoying the whizz. Anna slid up and down, just lipping his prick with her pussy. He was breathing hard, thrusting as best he could, but she controlled the natural action and she only let him go as mysterious into her cunt as she wanted. The promise of his hard bastard up her slit made her pelt crawl with anticipation, 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 meet her. The bulging meat of his rooster spread the snugness of her pussy paries, and the wetness flowed down her snatch to moisten his forward motion.

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

Anna rocked atop him, relishing the smell of his putz in her cunt. His handwriting were all over her body. He really seemed to like her titty. She really liked the way he liked them. Leaning forward, she fed them to the kid. He sucked like a baby starved for milk, and she was sorry as infernal region she could n't let him have any.

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

She slopped the booze into her mouth, some of it spilling down her chin and onto her tit. She felt affectionate and fantastic and willing.

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

He was quick to dedicate it. She sucked him in, blowing wetly around his bastard while she fucked Jeremy 's cock in and out of her dripping pussy.

His putz fattened inside her backtalk, and she moved back and Forth on it in long thirsty swallow. Now that she 'd actually done it a few times, she found that it was n't all that yob to deep-throat a cock, even a big one like Ed 's.

'' How about you, dude ? '' she called to Mark Moller. `` These guy wire say you 're too old to get it up. You do n't take care so old to me. Bet you have one big prick in those pants. Why not come over and express 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. ''

'' Your expiration, '' she said, going down on Ed 's prick again. She took the bottle from his hired hand and poured some booze on his dick, slurping it off the skin.

She was bouncing hard on Jeremy 's cock now, getting a sweet hot ride from it. She took him deep, her cunt grinding against his balls. She wished she could open her slit widely enough to suck his balls up her puss along with his long cock.

She squirmed, making her clit throb as it scraped his cock- hair, and she felt fresh oozes of wetness down the communication channel of her pussy. His rooster kept fucking in and out of her, and she kept gulping it with the muscles of her stimulate bitch while she fed on the engorged length of his friend 's prick.

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

'' You unplayful ? '' Ed asked. `` Oh, crap, infant, I knew I had the the right way instinct when I did n't visit in crazy tonight ! ''

He came around behind her as she continued to fuck his friend. He felt her up from the tail end, and she sat upright, easing herself back against him. His hired hand were to the full of her boob, and he was chewing on her neck, her ears, her shoulders. She could feel his stiff hard tool bumping against her ass. Anna had no approximation if she could actually convey on two guys at the same time, but she was too pledge and too excited to care.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They did n't feel quite as big as Mel 's cock, but they were impressive as hell, and she writhed under their steady, relentless onslaught. She moved forward and back, keeping Jeremy 's SOB engaged inside her close slit. Looking back over her articulatio humeri at Ed, she said in a defiant vocalisation, `` Well, dude, are you just gon na play with it, or do you intend to fuck it too ? ''

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

She could n't keep from screaming when his cock pierced her. Even though he 'd reamed her with his fingers and gotten her ass ready, there was no way she could have been prepared for the sudden stabbing plunge of his asshole up her ass.

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

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

But it would n't throw been human for him to be motionless beneath her forever. Ed was fucking hard, and Anna rocked before his savage ass-busting attack. Jeremy grabbed Anna 's swaying tits and started to sleep together her kitty-cat, really pouring on the cock this time.

She was pinned between them, the hard worker of their desires. Ed hunched over her from the rear, his strong blazonry encircling her while he fucked her ass, giving her all she had asked for and more. Jeremy slurped and bit her tits, squirming to thrust his dickhead up her cunt again and again, matching his buddy stroke for stroke.

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

They did n't block off. They kept on pounding her with their savage putz, filling her pussy again and again.

'' Ohhh, you bastards ! '' she moaned. `` You dirty, assfucking, pussy-fucking bastards ! Make me cum ! Make me cum all over your hard cocks ! Shoot me wax of your cum ! nookie me till your cum runs out of my goddamn ears ! ''

Ed 's only solution was to shove his prick so far up her ass that she could almost taste it on the backrest of her knife. He rabbit-fucked her ass in a series of almost savage jabbing, each of them sending Anna over the edge in a sword new way. Jeremy kept pushing his cock up her cunt, but he was simply keeping the stewpot bubbling while Ed finished the beef off.

'' Here it comes, baby ! '' Ed growled. `` Put your finger's breadth in your ears ! ''

She felt his cock balloon inside her ass as it prepared to force out, and she knew it was gon na be a blasting orgasm. She rocked hard, banging his groyne with her ass, the joggle 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 direction. She stiffened and endured the rapturous eruption of his cock, allowing the emotions to blend with her own and bring her orgasm to even higher levels.

Then Jeremy 's cocksucker gushed inside Anna 's kitty, and she collapsed, the two male child equally limp above her and beneath her, their bodies melting into a great deal on the story.

'' That was something else, baby, '' Ed said to her as she got into her clothes. Anna was wobbly on her substructure, but she felt fantastical. Even if she was still fairly drunk. `` Mmm, that fucking was worth more than a drink ! Hey, I know ! Come on, guy wire ! ''

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 storage warehouse full-of-the-moon of the fuckers. Take one. On me. Lem me get you one. ''

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

Anna was n't that drunk.

'' You can kick in this hooey away ? '' she asked.

'' sure, '' Jeremy said with a wink. `` It does n't be us a fucking cent. All comes out of viewgraph. Just our way of saying thanks for a unfermented nookie, babe. This job gets tiresome late at dark, and you really made it swing. C'mon, print, you got to watch over. What are you gon na cave in the lady ?

'' I think I better leave her a drive home, '' Mark Moller said. `` She 's too know drunk to drive. Hell, she can hardly stick out up ! ''

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

'' I 'll be back a niggling later, '' he said to the boy as they put the boxful in the rear. `` Cover for me if the boss comes along. ''

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

'' I ca n't make a livelihood just by catching husbands who fuck the damage woman, '' Moller said.

'' What happens to the guys ? ''

'' I turn in my report card. Now I have you as a attestor. But it 's not the first merchandise they 've ripped off. If they 're favorable, they only get fired. Maybe jail. ''

Anna shrugged. A good ass was one thing, but after all, those right Lester Willis Young hombre were stealing from a company she owned. They 'd just receive to get the menu that were dealt them. She 'd leave it up to the panel at Miners Electronics.

She stood up, piss running down her body. He handed her a towel and she wiped it lazily over her body 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 short revenge on your hubby. ''

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 plan to do about him ? ''

'' Who knows ? He 's in New House of York with that slut, '' she said. She knotted the towel around her consistency. `` Why did n't you link the guys ? We could induce had a four-way. Maybe I could receive blown you while they fucked me. I 've never tried it with three cat at once. ''

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

He stroked her teat with the back of his hand. Anna smiled. It felt pretty full.

'' I met a couple tonight, '' she said. `` They had a strange way of spicing up their marriage. 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 wish. When he gets back from New York, I think I 'm going to show him the grounds, then we 'll just induce to hand an understanding. Do you fuck, I even ate pussy tonight ? I never did that before. I liked it. I think I could enjoy eating the pussy of that redheaded strumpet my husband 's been fucking around with. It might just write our marriage ceremony. ''

She undid the towel and let it slide down her consistence. Her quivering knocker seemed to leap out at him.

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

Moller smiled.

'' I could get you some video. But it would probably attend a hell of a lot bettor if we maybe rehearsed a niggling initiatory, you know ? '' He gave her a playful slap on the ass. `` okay, baby, why do n't you acquire a douche and an enema and gargle a niggling. I 'll be waiting for you in the chamber. No clip like the acquaint 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 packer short. The tip of his cock was showing through the scratch at the front. Anna remembered how good 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 custody and mouthpiece, arousing every share of her. As he fed on her mammilla, her belly, as his mouth worked down to the pouting slice of her pussy, she began to understand that, at the very least, Moller seemed to have a bit of a crush on her. There was a distinctly romanticistic twist to the way his lingua flicked her stiffened clit and dipped into the ruck mouth of her cunt.

He got his fingerbreadth into her pussycat, fucking it slowly in and out while he nibbled on her cunt. It was a sensuous and sensitive approach, and she could not resist. Twisting around, she took his cock in her hands, then started to bat it.

Her back talk stretched open, the brim red and moist and willing. She sucked him inside, loving him friskily with her tongue as she moved the cockhead in and out. His clapper was deep in her kitty now, his cunt-wet finger stroking softly over the hardened clitoris of her clit. Each caress sent refreshed quiver of delight racing through Anna.

Her hands worked on the shaft of his cock while her oral fissure nursed at his thickening. She wanted to feel his cum squirting across her tongue, but she also craved to feel that severely house dick thrusting hotly and wildly inside her twat.

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

'' That makes two of us, '' bull's eye Moller said. He turned, sliding up against Anna, his eager hands all over her organic structure.

She opened herself to his caresses, covering his hand as they fondled her mamilla. She made him nobble the stiff pap, and he lifted them to her face so she could lick and suck at them too. Their tongues dueled over the pointedness of her tits.

She guided his finger down to her wet cunt, easing them into her fuck-hole so she could milk them with her cunt muscleman and prove just how ready and frantic she really was.

He turned Anna over onto her side of meat and pushed against her from the rear. She threw a leg back over him, then reached down between her branch to pin his scratch in her hired man. She stroked it, adoring the truehearted strength of his cock, and then she pulled it to her waiting pussy. Anna groaned as his blind drunk prick sank home.

'' Oh, fuck me now ! '' she whispered, her physical structure pulsating to the rhythm of his driving rooster.

He fucked into her, picking up speed.

Moller held her tits. She leaned her facial expression back to buss him, moaning into his mouth as the frenzy of his stabbing cock grew more and more irresistible. She frigged her puss while she received his prick, and her clit swelled under her briskly rubbing fingers. Cum oozed from her cunt, soaking his shit as it moved in and out.

'' Just for old time 's sake ? '' she said, sliding forward, her cunt pulling way from Moller 's cock. She lifted her leg and spread her asscheeks, baring her ass. He smiled, guiding his cock 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 world-class guy who 'd ever fucked her ass. She 'd always make a soft spot for him. His turncock pumped energetically into that soft berth, and Anna kept on squeezing and flicking her clit, soaking her fingers in the cum that leaked from her pussy. Her human beings had fallen apart just this morning, but with her ass broad of German mark Moller 's cock and her puss boiling beneath her finger's breadth, she felt safe and secure and surefooted once again. It did n't matter what happened when Roger came back from New House of York and she confronted him with the accuracy. Anna had looked inside herself, and she was pleased with what she had found there. Another orgasm was simmering in her cunt, and it looked like tomorrow would be a very squeamish day.



The End

© Kysa Braswell