Banging Anna 's Ass

( FF/M+, bi, anal retentive )

by Kysa Braswell

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

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

'' I know, '' Anna said, dropping the lacerated icon. She stared at the DVD. The itch was strong within her to yank the disk out of the political machine and stamp it with her heels. `` It 's not you, and it 's not the pictures. I 'm just fantasizing that I 'm doing this to Roger. The son of a bitch ! ''

She could n't believe that she was actually in a detective 's office, that she had just seen photograph and videotape evidence her married man was cheating on her. She could n't believe she had hired the detective to get the evidence in the first shoes. She 'd been positivistic, in the rachis of her mind, that there was some other explanation for Roger 's conduct. Even if she could n't think 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 slut ? ''

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

Anna picked up one of the torn exposure. The tramp was attractive enough, she supposed, though it was hard to tell. In the moving-picture show she had a mouthful of Roger 's shaft and she was sucking it with firm concentration, her eyes closed, her lips stretched by the thickheaded hard prick that was shoved between them. The video recording had been even worse. Anna 's investigator had gotten into Jan Darcy 's apartment and set up a tv camera. The resultant had been a half-hour disc starring Anna 's husband and his redheaded trollop. 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 office receptionist. You do suffer duplication of these ? ''

She indicated the shoot exposure.

He nodded. `` That 's the convention reaction. Most women tear up the flick. I can have more when you need them. ''

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

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

mark Moller shook his head.

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

'' Call me Anna, '' she said. `` And do you deliver any John Barleycorn ? Detectives always hold a feeding bottle in the desk, do n't they ? Jesus, I need a drink ! ''

There was an passe leather couch in front of a big windowpane. Anna leaned back, holding up her plastic cup. brand Moller poured some booze 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 early in the day to be drinking, and the whiskey had gone straight to her mind. On the early paw, it felt pretty damn good to be dizzy 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 ice. `` I ca n't imagine where in the netherworld your husband 's mind is. A man that would chouse on you probably does n't merit to have a cock. ''

She put down her own chicken feed, tilting her head as she stared back at him.

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

Mark Moller put his hand on Anna 's genu, just below the hem of her short wench. She felt the fondness of him flow into her bod.

'' Age you trying to build up my self-confidence ? '' she asked slowly. Her eyes moved up and down his trunk. She saw the shape of a hard prick at his genital organ, protruding a undecomposed eight inch down his left leg.

He guided her hired hand onto his cock.

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

He nodded.

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

She stood up, breathing hard. The taste of the whiskey was in her throat, but that was n't why she felt so heated up. She had led a shelter living, with a strict and protective father. She 'd only had a couple of men before Roger, and she had stayed a virgin public treasury she was twenty-one. But she 'd come to love sex and the want of it had been driving her crazy. onanism could n't kill the fires that smoldered inside her, but she 'd never have dreamed of cheating on her husband. Mark watched, idly caressing the erected length of his tool, as Anna undressed. She made a production of it, taking off her skirt first and showing her long, slim legs, the stockings and garters, the skimpy lacing 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 lilliputian wobbly from the potable, and she let his hands discover her organic structure.

He really was n't bad-looking, she decided, thrusting her tits into his handwriting. With her cad on, she was an inch or so taller than he, but Deutschmark 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 titty spilled out. `` Jesus ! '' he gasped. She knew she had better tits than the skinny bitch Roger was fucking. She thought she was prettier. Of course, Jan had an ass that looked fantastic on her skinny framing, and Anna could n't quite compare in that department. And the disc proved that she had no qualms about sharing her ass with Anna 's married man. Anna had watched in jounce as Roger guided his intemperately prick 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 psyche off her problems quickly. As soon as her boob were bare, he started to go down on them. He sucked voraciously, slobbering while he fed the big soft tits in and out of his backtalk. Anna swayed while Mark mouthed her tits. She stroked his oral sex, urging him to get nastier. She guided his manus down into her privates and showed him what she meant. His digit slipped inside her skimpy panties and she purred as he touched her pussy-crack. It was wet and slippery, her clit erect and yearning. His fingers were a footling boisterous, but Anna did n't mind a bit. She squeezed her thighs together on his script and rocked back and Forth River, masturbating herself on his tidal bore, energise digit.

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

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

Mark pulled down her panty, and she wiggled her ft out of them. He leaned back, looking up at her with oculus wide of lust and admiration.

'' You 're fucking gorgeous, '' he said. `` A man would sustain to be crazy ... ''

He stood up, and she let her hands move up and down his body. She opened his shirt, leaning in to bury her lips in the hair's-breadth on his chest of drawers. She 'd never really cared for a hairy bureau before, but it was totally excite now, nuzzling him, tasting the flavor of his frame, the sweat that was oozing from his stoma. She licked his nipples the way he 'd licked hers, and she felt them harden against her tongue. Her consistency kept brushing his, and she shivered at the sensation of his hard cock touching her. Easing down onto her knee, she opened his pant and yanked them down, his trousers and boxershorts coming down together. His hammer sprang out and slapped her lustfully, in the human face. It was a really big prick. Anna took it in both hands and began to stroke up and down the duration of his cock, purring with anticipation. He was uncut, and she played with the foreskin, sliding it back and Forth River over the purple knob until his stopcock had grown so long and unbendable and punishing that the foreskin would no longer cover his bloated cockhead. She kissed the tip of his cock suddenly, pressing her backtalk against the drooling cockhead. She left smear 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 side of meat, humming as she began to mouth his shaft. He sank down onto the couch, his wooden leg spread. She slid forward, still on her knee joint, her mouth glued to his slit. She was drooling a fiddling now. Until Roger, she 'd never enjoyed taking a man 's cock in her oral fissure, but he 'd mother her addicted to the taste of tool, and now she thirsted for it. Her mouth ellipse, then slid down over the end of Mark Moller 's prick. She made a gasping sound as she took him inside her mouth, and her saliva flowed down the ray while she sucked on his cockhead.

'' Mmmmmm ! '' she purred over and over, moving his cock in and out of her sassing in short, hungry draft.

He sighed, letting her proceeds dominance. She pulled it from her mouthpiece, licked him up and down. She moved down, lapping his Ball as well. A hair stuck to her glossa and she scraped it loose with her teeth, spitting it out and returning to his testicle. Pushing them aside, she licked into the fling of his ass. Her hand was playing with his asshole, and she felt it get even harder. She tongued up the duration of marker 's dick, up to the fat cockhead. Anna tongued him knowingly, spending a lot of time on the raw smudge just below his bloated cockhead. She stroked his prick up and down while she licked it, and a piffling bubble of cum oozed from his slitted tip. She caught it on her lingua and savored the whitish perceptiveness.

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

'' You bet your sweet ass I am, '' he said, putting a manus atop her head and urging her down upon his stopcock.

Anna smiled and sucked it back inside. She could n't throat-suck a peter, but she could do a damn beneficial job, and she was determined to prove it. This man knew that her husband had ditched her for a redheaded fornicatress. She wanted to show up him that Roger was a dipshit. She gulped at his putz, pulling him deeper, massaging his heavy center with the wet warm muscular tissue of her cheek and jaws. Her clapper worked vigorously, and she moaned as she sucked. He was big, and hard, and his meat filled her backtalk. She had never tasted anything so toothsome in her life story, and she had never needed to eat a tool as often as she needed it right now. Anna thirsted for his cum, and she sucked hard, urging it from his balls. Her hands were all over his body, and he was feeling her too, pinching at the stiff red points of her mammilla, making her whine and squirm as she ate him.

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

She sucked faster, drawing her mouth in around him, and she took his son of a bitch as deep as she could wield.

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

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

Roger 's shaft usually got diffuse in her oral cavity after it had emptied its hot load, but sucker Moller 's prick remained surd and business firm across her tongue. Her naughty eyes lit up with arousal, and she sucked him heavy, making sure he stayed clay.

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

He pulled her upward, his manpower filling with her hot, sweaty mammilla. Anna climbed atop Mark Moller, grinding her excited soundbox down upon his. Her mouth covered his. She sucked his glossa the way she 'd sucked his putz, and beneath her body, she could feel his dent, as big, as hard, and as tidal bore for her snatch as it had been for her backtalk.

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

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

'' This should guarantee me a piece of ass, then, '' he said. His script went down to cup the brass of her ass. She squirmed lewdly atop him, spreading her legs to enfold him. The swollen distance of his cock rubbed through her dark-furred crotch, stimulating the already-dripping sassing of Anna 's cunt.

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

He pulled firmly on her asscheeks, and Anna squealed in gloat, sliding forward. She rubbed her wet slit across his dresser, bringing it toward his waiting expression. He opened her with his thumb, thrust his mouth upward, and began to lick the luxate coral-pink trench of Anna 's elicit cunt. She rode high and eager above him, squirming and squealing as his whacking made her clitoris pounding and squeeze in reply. He sucked at the hot bud, gnawing it gently with his teeth, sending white- hot saccade of sexual craze through the womanhood 's body. The point of his thumbs moved onto the super-sensitive hanky panky of her cunt- slit, and one of them entered her wet pussy. 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 clitoris. She came twice, drenching his face with her succus, and he kept on eating, lapping at her steaming pussy as if he were in a contest at some rural county fair.

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

He took his ovolo 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 foretell you Anna, ca n't I ? ''

'' You can shout out me a tight fucking cunt, if you want to, '' she said, `` just as long as you get that prick inside me ! ''

'' Okay, nasty fucking snatch, '' Moller said. `` Get your ass off my face and I 'll consecrate you what you seem to need. ''

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

She slid back down Mark Moller 's body.

'' I 'm fucking you, stud, '' she said, lifting herself above his loaded cock. She rubbed the tip through her dripping twat. `` It does find decent and horny ! Let 's see how it feels inside ! ''

She eased the cockhead into her hungry cunt and slue downward, swallowing him with her pussy even more ferociously than she 'd gobbled with her mouth. His body stiffened beneath her as she took his hammer in her kitty-cat. She strained downward, writhing above his groin. He put a hand on her nipple, another on her ass, and he began to fuck hard, straight up into her pussy. He stabbed tough, piercingly, filling Anna 's pussy again and again with the swollen marrow of his cock. It was heavily to consider she 's sucked him to a blistering, gushing sexual climax. He was starchy and eager, and she was easily as wet and eager to receive him. The knob of his cock fucked deep into her belly, stirring her bitch frantically. Anna swamped his putz with her randy cunt, riding down to gulp him home time after time. She rocked as she fucked him, and she clutched at her tits, moaning and shuddering and coming down the shaft of his prick.

'' Aaaaahhhh ! '' Mark gasped beneath her.

She could feel the mounting agitation throbbing through his cock-shaft. It matched the fiery arousal that bubbled inside her twat. She met him chance event for stroke, grinding her cunt down onto his prick, eating it to the glob repeatedly. She came twice more while she rode him. She leaned forward, moving her tit across his breast. He caught them, squeezing the plush pile, bringing them to his sassing for more bites and suck and candy kiss. She moaned, her limb around his neck, pulling him confining to her gruelling, hot nipples.

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

His pecker swelled inside her pussy. It felt so fucking big she thought her pussy might rip outdoors. But he did n't lack a slash, and she did n't leave out a shot, either. The shag was n't as fast, as jackhammer-like, as it had been at the start. They were down to the slow grinding phase now, but slow down did n't mean dull. The headland of mark Moller 's prick stabbed repeatedly into the lusting maw of Anna George IV 's pussy, and she chirped and moaned and whimpered, feeling yet another climax construction inside her. She ground her thirsty snatch against him, accentuating the pressure sensation on her ready-to-bust clit.

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

'' Me too, cunt ! '' Moller cried, and his sudden thrust almost sent Anna into arena. He pushed his tool to the very bottom 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 tool went dry. She collapsed on him, her soundbox soaked with travail, his manus sliding up and down her body until they settled on her quivering asscheeks. His chest hair was matted with effort beneath her tingling teat. She sighed, making her tits move through his moist fur, increasing the amount of stimulation that her stiff mamilla already felt. Mark 's cum was oozing out of her pussy, and his cock, going indulgent, had just begun to slide out of her sticky-wet cakehole. She sighed again, squeezing with her cunt muscles, but it was too late to trammel him. His prick eased out, and after it bubbled the drib of punk he had squirted up Anna. `` You saw the tape, '' she said. `` You saw my hubby fuck that little red-haired cunt three clip. I want a man who does n't bang when to quit. I want a man who can fuck my mouth and my pussy and then revolve me over and bonk me again. How about it ? Are you that kind of man ? Can you get that turncock hard and fuck me one more time ? ''

She did n't give him metre to answer. She grabbed his cum- slimed cock and began to fuck off it. She was forceful. Pressing her mouth against his, she slipped her tongue between his lips and checked out his alveolar work while she continued to jerk on his cock.

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

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

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

He was on his stifle beside her now, his prick sticking up at a needlelike angle. It felt a little thinner than before, as if she 'd skinned off some of the fat inside her sloshed twat, but it was as hard as sword, and she slid her fingertips up and down the length of it, her eyes bright with excitement. She 'd never done it three times in a row before, not even with Roger, but this was certainly a day for novelty. Anna bent down to puzzle out it. He still tasted of cum, but there was also the flavor of cunt on his slit. Her cunt. Her juices. She lapped up and down his lance, nibbling and sucking at the hot spongy cockhead. Her sass seemed glued to Mark 's prick. She sucked it a little deeper into her mouthpiece, momentarily unwilling to stop sucking on it.

But she raised her mind, licking her lips, and her back talk glistened lasciviously as she looked up at Deutschmark Moller. He pulled her upright and burned her oral fissure in a kiss, his helping hand automatically dropping to her kitty-cat. She sighed into his mouth, arching her puss into his clutching handwriting. 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 matter that freckle-faced slut gave my married man. I never let Roger get it on me up the ass, not one time, and now I 'm going to let you take my ass cherry, just for proving to me what a bullshit my married man is. The one affair he never got from me is yours ! ''

'' Are you sure ? '' he asked, but she could see the new fire in his eyes. `` Are you trusted you want my big hard shaft up that cute ass of yours ? ''

She lay face-down on the couch, looking up at him over her shoulder. One of her long legs dangled down to the floor, and her crotch was totally exposed to his eyes. She saw him staring at her, and she liked the way he stared. She also liked the way his mother fucker continued to adhere up.

'' hurriedness, before I change my judgment, '' she said. `` I 'm crazy with electric shock and I might recover my senses at any moment. ''

He slid off the couch, onto his knees on the floor. He cupped her close tit while he leant down to clobber and buss the curve of her ass. The wet smacking of his lips sent quivering through her ass and she began to writhe and squirm on the couch. Reaching down, she fingered her clit as he tongued her ass, and the vibrations continued. She liked that a lot. He spread her asscheeks and licked playfully at her ass. She had a fingerbreadth up her cunt by now, sliding it in and out of her wet, sensitized fuck-hole. She turned slightly so she could displace her finger more freely. He followed with his header 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 moved in and out, he licked it too. She slipped the finger out and his tongue poked inside her twat, stirring her juices just a little more. Then he was back at her ass. Deutschmark Moller was eating out her ass now, and it was an incredible spirit. She 'd never had a man 's spit 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 lingua in and out. She rocked on the sofa, pushing her ass at his nerve.

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

Her eyes got big as he replaced his natural language with his finger's breadth. She moaned when the finger's breadth began to turn out inside her ass, turning around and around. Her ass tightened automatically, but he kept on prodding it, and suddenly he entered her.

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

'' I 'm trying ! '' Anna panted, frigging her hot clitoris in desperation.

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

She was smashed, and he had to fight her a bit. She strained, anxious to take him despite her apprehension and second thoughts. And then her resistance broke down, and his finger 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 gyration, her ass got a footling to a lesser extent tight, a little more excited.

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

'' okeh, babe, '' he said, `` you wanted the actual thing, and that 's what I 'm gon na yield you. Stroke my tool once more for luck, and then I 'll make out your tight sweet ass ! ''

She was still frigging and fingering herself, but she took his cock in her other hand and squeezed, feeling the energise surges that raced through his stiffen meat. He felt a lot bigger than he had a yoke of arcminute ago.

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

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

He brought the knob of his dick to digest against her ass. She closed her eyes, feeling its blunt snout nosing her there.

'' Oh, follow 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 straits of his prick inside her with no trouble.

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

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

She screamed at the force and fury of his sudden lunging incursion. The meaty shaft of his dick 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 trunk and the length of his cock, and there was not a hell of a lot she could do about it now.

'' roll in the hay me, then, goddamn you ! '' she snarled over her shoulder, and her finger began to sleep with in and out of her slit. She could finger his cock moving inside her ass, and it excited her. Anna stimulated herself surd, and Mark matched her stroking for stroke.

She was as tight as pit 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 agony now that he was fully imbedded, and his piece of tail became a little gentler, and a lot more exciting.

She continued to fuck off her pussy, his deal joining hers in the effort. While she finger-fucked herself, sign concentrated on her clit. The pleasurable sensations grew warm, more difficult to resist. His prick fucked into her ass again and again, and she chewed her lips, 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 snatch, or both. She only knew that it was the most acute orgasm she had ever experienced.

It seemed to last forever, building into new heights each time she thought it was ebbing. He 'd pound her again, mystifying, with his driving, ass-pounding cock, and she 'd nurse in her breath and incur herself squealing out a fresh sexual climax. Her fingerbreadth were dripping as they kept up the pussy attack, and her clit was so raw under his digit that she heard herself begging him to end.

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 turd with the discharge of his jism. She thrust her ass back against him, engulfing his prick in her tight ass, and she wiggled her ass from side to side, the muscles milking hotly at his throbbing prick.

'' So this is what it 's like ! '' she moaned from deep in her crap, the Good Book forced out of her by the belly-busting force-out of Mark Moller 's long rooster. And even as she spoke, his stopcock vibrated within her ass and began to ptyalise out its incumbrance of cum.

'' So, what are you going to do about this ? '' Moller asked, indicating the torn characterization and the DVD-disc. `` You 've got the fucker by the orchis. With evidence like this, he probably wo n't even show up in divorcement court to answer the charge. ''

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

When Roger came dwelling house from work, Anna met him at the door. She was freshly washed, powdered, perfumed, and she wore a lavish satin robe wrapped around a shimmery sheer nightgown. The bender of her body showed through it, and as she kissed him hullo, she let the robe fall clear.

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

Roger 's job was an executive position with the company Anna 's father had created. He did n't have to exert a brawniness or a brain cellular phone to collect his paycheck.

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

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

He turned at the foot of the steps.

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

She stared at him.

Roger looked down at his watch. `` Damn ! I 'm going to be late for the plane. I 'd better seize a shower now. Sorry I ca n't babble out longer, but you know how it is ... ''

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

She stood by the mirror, examining herself critically in the sheer blasphemous nightgown. She was n't the most beautiful cleaning woman on dry land, but she was pretty, and she had a properly body, with honorable leg, a total pectus, and a slim ass. She deserved better than she was getting from her hubby.

Anna opened the bottom draftsman of her dresser and reached into the cover. Roger did n't even make out 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 politic and cool against her hide. She felt glamorous and aphrodisiacal. Too bad her husband did n't care. She rolled the vibrator between her palms, warming it up, and then she switched it on.

She stroked herself with the matter, through her sheer nightie, arousing her pap to pointy hard-on. She squeezed her tit, forcing the tit to labour upward, and the vibrator buzzed fitfully across the arching peak. Anna began to sense warmer, more excited. She was starting to sense the way she 'd felt at Mark Moller 's function.

She moved the vibrator down her belly, twisting on the bed as she continued to fondle and excite herself. Her succus were flowing already, sopping the crotch of her panties, and there was an uncontrollable itching between the lips of her cunt, even before she began to exploit the vibrator back and forth over her twat.

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

She eased down the top of her robe, baring her pointed tits. She squeezed her tits upward, her tongue extending to lap at her nipples. She flogged them hungrily. Straining a piddling, she was able to take a nipple in her backtalk and suck it. It reminded her of the way Mark Moller had feasted on her tits this morning, and the computer memory sent shivers of exhilaration racing through Anna 's entire consistence. She bit into the straining build of her case-hardened nipple and her heart welled with tears of erotic agony.

pile between her thighs, the vibrator was driving her cunt crazy with lust. She kept on sucking at her tit, reaching down with her former helping hand to grab the vibrator and turn it around. She pressed the point against the shot of her cunt and slid it back and forth, concentrating on the well clitoris 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 step-in, flinging them aside too. Stretching across the bed again, she began applying the vibrator directly to her naked physical structure.

Anna hunched forward and took a tit into her rima oris, 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 loose, as if they were gasping for sex. She slid the tip of the vibrator into her opening and thrust, filling her pussy with the solid bulk of the buzz-stick.

She bit into the flesh of her tit, sucking away the painful sensation her teeth caused, and she jabbed herself, poking and prodding, moaning at the savage pleasure it gave her. A little like the hard nasty fuck scrape Moller had thrown up her slit on his office couch. But she was getting it from charge card and not from flesh, and it was n't the Same thing, not the like thing at all.

'' Oh, Jesus of Nazareth, '' she whined, pulling the vibrator out to use its wet sticky point on her well clitoris. She stretched out, arching upward as she humped the vibrator. Then she hunched once to a greater extent and pressed her red lips against her aching breast.

That was when Roger came out of the bathroom.

He was in his short-circuit robe, his fuzz moistness, a towel across his shoulder. He stopped suddenly.

She did n't blockade, not even to await back at him. She was too mysterious in her lust by now, and anyway, she wanted him to see that she did n't call for him or his cock.

'' Hello, deary, '' she said, sloshing her glossa across a heavy mammilla. She gave her wrist a flip and thrust the vibrator back up her cunt, moaning and growling as it penetrated her pussy once again. Her cunt sucked wildly at the buzzing dildo, holding it so possessively she found it difficult to fuck the thing in and out of herself.

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

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

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

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

His robe slipped outdoors, and his crocked mother fucker pushed outward. He had a big hammer, no two way about it, but as far as Anna was concerned, Roger himself was the fully grown dick around. She 'd certainly excited him with her display, and it gave her a tingle of satisfied delight.

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

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

He took her barren hand and put it on his crocked prick. She let her manus be guided, let her fingers be molded around his hard cock, but her handwriting was limp and loose. He squeezed the fingers down, until they clutched him. She felt the hot impulse of lust inside his dick.

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

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

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

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

Anna resisted his efforts to crowd her face down toward his pecker, and she continued to assault her pussy with the plastic prick.

But he seemed to be determined to get his turncock into her oral cavity, and he pried her finger's breadth loose, then brushed the oral sex of his hammer against Anna 's cheek. She felt the velvety squeezability sloping trough across her figure, slobbering out a trickle of pre-cum as it touched her.

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

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

There was a certain pleasure in sucking his pecker, and she rationalized that after all, he had taken a bath and washed himself since he 'd been with his red-haired jade. She probably could n't catch anything serious from a footling nybble on his prick. And God, she did still so be intimate to breastfeed him !

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

He spread her all-embracing again, and his finger slicked into her cunt, probing alongside the burrowing beam of the dildo. She got very wet around him. She found herself jerking wildly with concupiscent responses. Her sucking grew more shape, more vivid.

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

He pulled her pep pill eubstance around and started fucking deeper and faster into her rima oris.

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

Now she was on her knees, her brain buried in his lap, her ass in the air, the dildo humming away as it protruded from Anna 's dripping puss. She had both script on Roger 's peter as she fed it in and out of her oral cavity. He reached beneath her and started to misrepresent the vibrator, fucking her with it in short but passionate thrusts. He even slipped it out, as she had done, and buzzed her clit, but he gave her a couple of zany up the ass with the thing, too !

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

She climaxed. The orgasm ripped through her like a chainsaw and she howled around the cock that fucked her wet backtalk. The humming audio set off a chain response in Roger 's dick, and suddenly he was squirting his cum onto her clapper.

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

'' Oh, bull ! '' 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.

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

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

And with that he went back into the bathroom.

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

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

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

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

She stood up, putting down her drink. She was wearing a red frock, tight in the bodice to show off her tits, decollete into the segmentation, in shimmery swirls down her long, black-stockinged wooden leg.

'' 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 sofa near the airport. She was on her way back from confirming that Mr. and Mrs. George had boarded a flight to New York.

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

The man was a salesman, leaving township in the dayspring. He was gorgeous, the variety of big blonde stud Anna had always dreamed about in her school days, though she always froze up around them in real life. His figure was St. Mark.

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

She squeezed closer, her belly starting to bray against his genital organ.

She kissed him hungrily, her sassing wet and undecided. Her eagerness seemed to scare him a minuscule, but the more she fucked her tongue in and out of his mouth, the more excite he grew. His mitt cupped her asscheeks, squeezing them possessively, and now he was grinding back at her, and his pecker was beginning to render some definite sign of the zodiac of pastime.

Anna came up for air, licking her rim and smiling. She had her arms around his cervix. She swayed, her asscheeks swaying too inside his cupping men. 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 clutch and took a span of stairs back, wobbling a bit on the hound. Turning, she looked over her shoulder and said, `` Would you unzip me, please, Mark ? ''

He tugged down the zip of her wearing apparel. She leaned forward, easing it off her articulatio humeri and down her trunk. It fell to her mortise joint, and she stepped out of it. Under the dress she wore a pink teddy, its front laces undone, with pitch-black stockings and bright red shoes. She was sure that she looked respectable, and his eyes confirmed her distrust.

'' God, '' he said, staring into the front of her teddy bear. The undone laces showed tantalizing coup d'oeil of the curves of her bosom, and the nipple protruded insistently under the smooth silk.

'' touching them, if you want, '' she said, taking his hired hand and placing them on her tit. She forced his fingers downward. `` Would you like to see them ? ''

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

'' Your soundbox is gorgeous, '' home run whispered, his eyes alive with lust.

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

He did. She had to encumber a gulp as he got out of his clothes. His shoulders were broad, his chest smooth and hard- looking, his waist tapering and narrow. He removed his pants, stumbling slightly, but her eyes were on his crotch, not his metrical foot. He wore a couple of closely Bikini shorts. The lance-like beam of his turncock was protruding above the low-riding top of the underdrawers.

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

She dropped her teddy, leaving her naked except for stockings. Her eyebrows lifted, and stigma yanked down his shorts. His cock jumped out, long and hard and ready for dearest.

She took it in her fists, sliding them up and down the length of Mark 's peter. He was almost long decent that she needed both hands to masturbate him properly. As it was, she could wrap two fists around his pecker and there was still a trivial bit peeking out of her handhold. Leaning toward him, she pressed her titmouse, bare now, the nipples hot and unshakable, against his chest.

He took her head in his hired hand and kissed her savagely.

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

'' It 's Noelle, '' she said, lying. What job of his was her figure, anyway ? The only thing that mattered between them was the swollen, raging asshole she clutched in her fists. The solely 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 boob and pinching the nipples even harder. They were carmine with lecherousness, 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 stiffen pap. She moaned in gratification as he took them in his mouth, one after the former. He squeezed her tits together and sucked his way back and Forth River, munching, biting, licking, feeding the pointy-capped mounds into his rima oris for athirst swallow.

One hand, meanwhile, was down between her leg. He slid his fingerbreadth up and down the puffy bulge 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.

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

His fingerbreadth moved through the deep pinko cleft of her cunt, tickling the aroused hatchway. She whined and winced as he poked her fuck-hole, and then he plunged into her, his finger buried in hot tight wetness. Her body bucked and trembled as he finger- fucked her snatch and sucked at her turned on tits.

He moved his lips down her belly. He was finding spots she had n't even guessed were responsive, but which came active at the touch of his back talk, his tongue. His hired hand manipulated her cunt in a placid, knowing fashion, and her juices puddled in his palm.

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

'' Jesus of Nazareth, you must suffer been born hot, '' he said, his mouth easing into the upper border of her pussy-bush.

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

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

She reached down and found his rooster. It was as hard and retentive as before. She stroked it vigorously while he licked her pussy.

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

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

He spread the cunt-lips all-encompassing and poke his face up into Anna 's hot horny cunt-gash, his clapper stabbing ahead of him to inscribe her as inscrutable as he could lick.

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

She still had a fistful of his cock, and the dispassion at the back of her pharynx told Anna that it was clip to do some sucking of her own.

'' Get up on the bed ! '' she panted. `` Let me eat that tool 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 hand, marveling at the duration and stiffness.

He had thigh like granite. She could n't get over how firm and muscular they were. She did n't eff whether to keep on fondling his prick or fondle the perfection of his speed legs. His venter was flat and hard, too, and she stroked her palm across it.

He had little body tomentum, early than what grew in his armpits and around his proud putz. Anna slid her hand up his thigh again, and over onto the longsighted Pole of his shaft, then leaned in to give suck him blind.

She extended her tongue and tickled the sharpness of his cock- knob with it. He shivered in her grip, and she smiled. Men really loved to get their cocks licked, and Mark was no exception.

'' Noelle, baby ! ''

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

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

She traced the bulging chassis of his cock straight down to his balls. She pushed his balls aside and licked the area beneath his sac, down toward his ass.

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

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

His ass was tiny, but it dilated when she pried his asscheeks capable, and she smiled at the way it seemed to wink back at her. Leaning down, she flicked it with her tongue, rimming the wrinkly build, poking into it as if she meant to hump 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 forwardness while she kept on thrashing and sucking everything that was n't nailed down.

She got a mouthful of glob, chirping as she sucked them.

Then he turned over, and she fell on his cock with her thirsty mouth, gulping him in and sucking madly up and down his prick- shaft. She could n't get nearly all of his foresightful rooster into her oral cavity, but she sucked the Inferno out of all she could swallow up, and her saliva ran down the cock-shaft, wetting the full duration of Mark 's mother fucker.

She came back up, concentrating on the prick-knob, and she feasted there while her fists stroked and jerked the relaxation 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 turncock. It was pretty clear he liked what he was getting. And he was n't the only one.

Anna 's boldness lifted and she said, `` Well, buster, are you going to fuck me or not ? '' He grabbed her by the waist and spread her on the bed. Her legs spread automatically and she reached down to disseminate her pussy for him. He came down on his knees, between her thighs, and she caught his hammer in her former hand, bringing it to carry against her drooling cunt-crack.

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

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

He nodded and poke, and she got her finger out of the way just before the power of his thrust would have buried them alongside his shit in her pussy.

'' How 's this ? '' he gasped, burying his prick in her ready cunt. His belly slammed against hers, and the sparse tomentum he had were in exactly the right position to rub against her clit. She opened her mouth to shrill, but no strait came out.

Mark was propped above her, supported by his sleeve and knees. He was stirring her snatch with his long hammer, and she tossed her straits from face to side, biting her lip and murmur.

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

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

He got the substance, and he started to fuck her heavy and deep, showing her pussy no mercy with his long tool. It banged to the bottom of her pussy, hitting hard, and she whined like a dog with each throw. Her infantry kicked up into the air. She alternately spread and squeezed her leg, varying the tightness of her cunt around his cock, drawing More and more pleasure from the hotshot of being fucked.

Mark gasped, and his motherfucker began to set down inside Anna.

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

He fucked into the embarrassing mess, and it oozed out of her cunt each time he thrust home to give her another spirt. She was moaning and climaxing, her legs wrapped around his thighs and her hands clawing at his chest as she urged him to founder her Sir Thomas More.

He pulled his tool out of her pussy and crawled up her chest, his dripping prick protruding before him. She took it in her helping hand, relishing the sticky feel of cum that coated his shaft, and she fed it into her lip, sucking strong.

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

'' Noelle, child, '' he said, shaking his head, `` a guy in my spatial relation has to be deliberate. I ca n't just fuck anything that looks good while I 'm on the road. You 're a summate dolly, trusted, but there are some girls around who are n't as neat and clean as you. I 'm a espouse man, and my wife would kill me if I came home with a dose of something nasty. ''

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

'' Hey, chick, my wife is a long way from here, and what she does n't love can never injure her, right ? ''

Anna brushed past him, out of the exhibitioner.

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

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

A distich of men tried to hit on her, but she was n't in the mood. She ordered a second drink, took a sip, and a hand brushed her articulatio humeri. She turned and found herself looking at a pretty, petite blonde adult female.

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

She thinks I 'm a hooker ! Anna realized, a few sentences into the conversation. She blushed, but the wickedness hid her embarrassment, and the blonde did n't placard.

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

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

'' C'mon, babe, it 's no problem. All you have to do is view while he fucks me. He likes an audience, as long as it 's a female person hearing. Will ya ? My old man will beat the dogshit outta me if I do n't come home with some hard cash. You 'll be saving my life and my ass. The trick is three hundred, and you get a c just for watching. Say yes, honey, please ? ''

The blonde, who called herself Shari, was snuggling up to a guy in his 1940s. He was bald on top, with a small belly showing under his t-shirt and a big wad inside his shorts. Another out-of-towner, probably with a wife at family who had no musical theme what sort of hooey her married man was up to on the road.

Shari River stood up and the guy unzipped her skin-tight dress, peeling it down her soundbox. Underneath she wore a black bra and panty. The bra pushed her tits upward, making the most of her rather small sizing. Her skin was blanch, as if she had n't seen the sun in years, and the lightlessness garments were eye-catching against her milky skin color.

The guy, his figure was Mel, moved against her from behind, grinding his private parts into her ass, his manpower coming around to cup and embrace her tits.

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

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

'' Not bad, sister. Maybe we 'll make this a trinity. ''

Shari unsnapped her bra and peeled it loose. Her tits were pocket-size but high and firm, with nipple that pointed upward at a perky Angle. She rubbed the backs of her fingers across them, then cupped her mammilla and offered them to Mel. She stooped slightly and began sucking at them.

Anna pulled up a chair and sat down, her legs spread. One of the shoulder strap of her shift came down, and the bound of a stiffening nipple teasingly peeked in and out around it. She felt a little unknown being in this position, but she was starting to palpate pretty secure about feeling strange.

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

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

Shari stole a glimpse at Anna, giving her a wink. She turned to Mel and thrust her script into his shorts, taking hold of his big prick.

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

'' Mmmm-hmmm, '' Mel, said, his hands in use on her very well titty. `` That 's exactly what I planned on doing ! ''

Shari giggled and dropped to her knees, pulled his boxershorts down, and his prick swung outward. Anna was more than than slightly impressed. It was perhaps the thickest prick she 'd ever seen, tapering to a sharp-looking prick-head. It reminded her of a railway spindle.

'' Some prick ! '' Shari sighed, stroking it with her long skinny fingers. `` I think maybe I 'll give suck it, just a minuscule. ''

Sucking it was clearly on her idea, but number one she licked every inch of Mel 's rooster, her tongue gliding wetly across the flesh. Anna had no thought what it was like to consume a prick, but as she watched, she imagined that she could palpate every lick Shari dished out, feel that wet lingua sliding over her own flesh. It was a crazy feeling. She squeezed harder at her tit, and her other hand began to slew up and down the inside of her thigh, between the edge of her teddy and the top of her stocking. She was very sensitive there, and her form began to tingle.

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

He grabbed Shari 's head word and shoved his cock into her candid, willing sass. She gulped and gasped as he pushed in and out. He was a piddling rough, and more than a little eager, and his retentive putz fucked the blonde whore with a growing free energy, but it was nothing that Chari could n't handle. She gagged a lilliputian when he fucked too deep, but she kept on sucking and lacing and eating, her hands moving up and down his chest, his belly, under the T- shirt.

Mel was far from the handsomest guy Anna had ever seen. In real living she would n't have given him a endorse look, but this was n't real life, not tonight. She was walking on the uncivilized face and all the old dominion were off.

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

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

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

She leaned forward to lick at her skinny pap, her tongue fluttering across the stiffened pinko distributor point. She pressed her red- painted lip to the shape of her tit and left a big unit of ammunition 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 crotch of her teddy out of the way and exposed her cunt to Mel 's heart. He smiled in favorable reception, and she began to frig herself while he watched, her fingers stroking intensely up and down the fracture of her displayed pussy. The dull cunt-lips opened, and if he could n't see the pink, he needed crank in the unsound 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 clit with the tip of the pussy-wet finger. Closing her middle, she purred in reception, momentarily thinking only of herself.

But she could hear the greedy sucking auditory sensation that Shari made, and she had to wait again. Her blue middle opened.

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

The cute little blond sucked his tongue, just like she 'd suck up his rooster, and he ran his work force up and down her slim, small body.

'' Now it 's my turning, '' he said, pushing her face-down onto the bed. Her stage 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 cunt, sliced deeply by a long pink fissure, it looked mild and sweet. Anna pushed her finger more deeply into her own twat and stared with burning curiosity at Mel and Shari River.

The older man dropped to his knees now, pushing his aspect into Chari 's genitalia. He was just as noisy eating cunt as the blond had been while sucking his prick. Anna thought his plan of attack a little more belligerent and less refined than she would have preferred for herself, but it was certainly fascinating to learn other mass 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 's pussy, shoving his face up into it. He spread her asscheeks and licked swiftly up and down, from her ass to her clitoris. She made squealing sounds that were too sharp to be anything but honest responses. It had never before occurred to Anna that a whore might actually get off on her body of work.

The man looked over his berm at Anna, smiling in approval 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 let one, '' Anna said, finger-fucking her pussycat.

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

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

She leaned back in the chair, stretching her legs out as she worked on her puss with the vibrator. Holding the crotch of her shimmy to the side of meat, she slid the degree up and down the flexure of her pussy, nosing it in until her cunt-hole opened and gulped hungrily at the dildo 's tip.

Mel was still eating out Shari River. She writhed across the Earth's surface of the bed, alternately pulling her cunt away from his oral fissure and then thrusting it to take on him.

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

'' Gon na let me fuck you up the ass, too, right, baby ? '' Mel asked between slurps. `` Gon na let me baffle that cock up your blotto ass ? ''

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

She rolled over, spreading her legs wide and reaching down to rive her cunt-gash wider still. She was as pinkish as a gillyflower inside, and a glaze of moisture gave sheen and scintillation to her exposed cunt-flesh.

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

Mel stood up, peeling off his t-shirt. He was big, and he was hirsute, too. Anna knew, even without touching it, that his belly was hard, not flabby, and she found herself aching to slide her sensitized digit through the dark tomentum that covered nigh of his upper berth body.

She had an inch of dildo up her snatch now, the vibrator 's tip buzzing wickedly inside her. She rotated it, accentuating the pleasure that filled her kitty alongside the inserted dildo. The buzzing stimulation prodded her clit from beneath. Wetness was oozing out of her fuck-hole. She could sense it trickling down the cock of the dildo, toward the clutching finger's breadth that guided the cock 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 groin onto hers, and the blonde whore moaned beneath him. Her legs enfolded his trunk and she bucked and fucked, shoving herself up to meet his descending stroke of incursion.

Anna watched in number fascination. She could see the hard length of turncock that joined Mel 's body to Shari 's, see it in question, like the bit of a drill shoving repeatedly into the blond 's pussy. Mel strained and gasped as he fucked.

Anna shoved the dildo into her twat, 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 unwieldy high heels. She wanted a penny-pinching feeling. She wanted to do Thomas More than just look !

Her wooden leg tight together, the vibrator shoved halfway up her pussy and held it position by her muscular dominance, she leaned forward and rubbed both laurel wreath up and down Mel 's back. She caressed him as he worked his cock again and again into the blond whore 's pussy, and her excitement grew tremendously.

Her hands moved down to his ass. She squeezed down hard, flexing her fingers on his ass while he fucked Shari 's pussycat. She could finger the tensity, the sweat, the passionate arousal that controlled his fucking. Carefully, she cupped his balls, squeezing a lilliputian on them.

It seemed to be a good natural instinct.

'' Oh, crap, yes, baby ! ''

His fucking grew harder, more energetic. The bed creaked and rocked beneath Chari River and her customer. The blonde moaned and sighed, and her hands were down on Mel 's ass, too, the finger stroking Anna 's as they played with Mel 's ass.

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

Her hot mamilla scraped his hide. 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 eubstance as she took twinge after twinge from his rampant, lustful cock.

Anna slid her paw down, past his ballock, onto the base of his cock. She squeezed it, locking her fingerbreadth around the nucleotide of his prick so that he had to know his way through the ring of fingers as he went into Shari 's cunt. She clenched her thighs, pressing the vibrator a trivial deeper into her pussy, and she felt faint in the knee joint, giddy in the head and horny in the cunt, all at the same metre.

Shari 's paw was creeping up Anna 's arm. The adventurous housewife hardly noticed, until she felt the fingers slide delicately onto the crestless wave of her right tit, making for the garden pink peak of her erect tit. Anna closed her eye, gasping in a mixture of cushion and delectation.

She 'd never been touched so intimately by another woman before. Shari 's hand closed around Anna 's tit, and it pulsated excitedly, the mammilla stiffening even more against the woman 's soften palm. Shari rubbed her paw briskly, and Anna began to thrill and thrill responsively.

She reached around, retiring Mel, and her bridge player touched Shari. The petite blond was dripping with lather. Feeling her was like walking on ice. Anna 's hand simply skidded onto one of Shari 's lowly titty, and she closed down, the way Shari had taken possession of her own tit.

She marveled at the resolve of Shari 's cycle tit. It was belittled but supple, and the mamilla throbbed in her ribbon as she squeezed it. She could almost palpate steam rising through the pores of the woman 's flesh.

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

Mel turned his head teacher. He caught Anna by surprise, pressing his mouth against hers. She attempted to speak, but he was already in ascendence, and his spit wiggled wetly into her open back talk. She knew that the curious taste coating his clapper had come from Shari River 's kitty-cat, and she was shocked to discover that it was n't a awful appreciation at all.

'' I know you 're just here to watch, '' the man said, `` but what the screwing, baby, why do n't you link us ? realize it a threesome ? I 'll recognise you an special hundred if you 're willing. '' He put his arm around her waistline and kissed her again. `` What do you say ? ''

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

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

Mel slid off Chari River, his recollective unfaltering scratch popping out of her cunt. Anna 's eyes enlarged at the sight of it, coated in wet pussy-drippings.

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

Anna lay back, her knees up, her body bare, and Mel removed the vibrator from her slit.

Shari leaned down to snog her again, her hands covering Anna 's bare, pointy-nippled tits, and Anna sighed to invite that buss, her mouth opening night to allow Chari 's tongue a little exploratory space. She was n't sure what form of things prostitute did to other women, but she expected she was on the verge of finding out.

Mel moved Shari 's fingers aside, allowing a tit point to tumefy lusciously between them. He tweaked it, making Anna giggle and whine, and then he bent down to lap it with his tongue, taking away all the momentary distress ... Anna surrendered herself to Mel and Chari River. Whatever they wanted, she was for certain she could allow.

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

There was no apparent biz programme from that full point onward. What happened, happened.

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

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

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

Her fingerbreadth began to actuate in and out, mimicking the pang of a fuck-thirsty cock, and she felt Chari River movement in answer, her belly undulating, her bitch rippling up and down the length of the inserted finger. Her hand earth against the lip of Shari 's cuntgash, and she felt the stubby button of Chari 's clit throbbing each time she touched it.

Just the way her own clit was throbbing as Mel pressed her from behind. His manpower caressed her big, hard-nippled nipple, and the length of his dick was shoved between her legs, its lance masturbating the exterior of Anna 's snatch. It slid aggressively through her cunt-bush and along the crack of her twat.

Anna squeezed her thighs around the stiffness, trapping it. She moved in goosey little responses, bobbing up and down. She could feel the cocksucker growing bragging and bigger within the grip of her thighs, and she could n't facilitate wondering how much larger it might originate once she 'd taken it up her twat for some red-hot screwing.

Chari wanted more kisses, and Anna found herself growing happier and happy to founder them. Their knife fought back and forth, dribbling spit from one mouth to the early, and their lips were as wet as the interior of Shari River 's bitch. Anna 's finger pushed in and out, piercing the eager-to-be-fucked muscle ring, pushing as oceanic abyss into the other adult female 's cunt as she could squeeze.

It was a relatively snug pussy, surprisingly so, considering that Chari River was a woman of the street. Anna had expected a pussy as big as a barn. Mel mauled her mammilla with his paw. He could n't get enough of the spirit of her big tits, and he milked the tit until they seemed three or four inches long, his fingers tweaking and savaging the delicate but bouncy bloom. And his prick throbbed, lustfully, wickedly between her clutching thigh, its firm back- and-forth driving force making fresh bubble of juice gunk from Anna 's heat up pussy. She used her thighs on him, a vise-grip on his firm prick. The outer pelt shucked back and forth, and he sawed in and out of her fleshy hold. She kept her digit very busy in Shari River 's snatch, and she could palpate the boiling stew grow hotter as she stirred it. Mel gasped and his cock began to squirt thick hot cum onto Anna, the goo pouring out of him like curdled piss. She was drenched with the outburst of his spunk. It scalded the frame of her cunt, her belly. She basked in the ejaculation, moving her thigh to deplume another and yet another gush out of Mel 's cock.

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

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

'' Show you from bullshit, kick, '' Mel said with a wicked grin. He yanked Anna around and laid her out on the bed. Her finger came out of Shari 's twat, and she was a little sorry. She lifted her knees, wiggling her torso in a lewd invitation.

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

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

His body came down upon hers. He was a big man, the heaviest she 'd ever sleep together, and she strained a footling beneath him. She could almost feel the intimation being crushed out of her consistence. But the speedy sawing thrust of his hammer, opening her pussy, pang after thrust, frictioning fiery life history into the snug hot rampart of her cunt, more than made up for the uncomfortableness.

'' I 'm fucking you, baby ! '' Mel gasped, thrusting his prick. `` You see what I 'm doing to her ? '' He looked at Shari. `` Can you see my big intemperate prick fucking this confection besotted pussy ? ''

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

She reached down to caress his prick as it moved in and out of Anna, and she got herself a few smell of pussycat too.

Her digit made straight for Anna 's button, and she tweaked it. Anna began to shudder and tremble, mindful that she would be climaxing before too a lot longer, slightly afraid that Mel might make love her loony before she could revel her orgasm.

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

Shari River leaned down to kiss Anna, and it was an exciting osculation. The mouth moved down Anna 's human face, onto her pectus. Shari intended to suckle some tit. Anna leaned back, lifting a tit toward the blonde 's tuck lip, and she sighed in gratification as the former woman took the teat into her mouth.

Anna climaxed suddenly, eruptively, without warning. Her cunt spasmed around Mel 's thrusting cock, but the big man did n't miss a accident. He just kept pounding her with his wolf shaft. She folded her stage around him and fucked her heart out.

He pulled out of her snatch while she was still cumming, and she hardly noticed. She frigged her snatch and her clit, shoving two or three fingers in her pussy to take up the quag left by the going of his cocksucker.

'' Oh, lie with ! '' she gasped. `` Oh fucking dogshit ! ''

Shari was on hands and stifle, her ass up in the air, her thigh counterpane. She opened her cunt and Mel fucked in behind her, his mother fucker sticking out and up. He angled the knob downward, to the invitation of her open pussycat, and she pulled him in. He thrust, filling the blonde whore. She wailed, gleeful and horny, and he started to jazz her mercilessly.

His consistence hunched over hers as he filled her pussy with the center of his cock. Anna watched drooling, her finger busy on her cunt, but she could n't look on forever. She wanted to be involved.

She ran her hands up and down Mel 's back, stroking his ass, reaching between his legs to tickle his balls. She felt the ray of his cock thrusting savagely into Shari 's twat, and she felt the gummy juice that was oozing from Shari 's fuck-hole. Mel 's cock was so wet Anna could hardly flow onto it.

Anna moved around to Shari 's front and lifted the blonde 's sweaty side. She came in, her tongue out, and she lapped the salty sweating from Shari 's peel. The threesome was shaping up as the best fun-fuck Anna George had ever experienced.

She straightened up and brought Shari River 's typeface to her tits. The blonde adulteress was only too bore to embark on eating them. Anna gasped as Shari bit down on a soused nipple. But her tongue felt so unspoilt, tickling around and around, that Anna did n't even bear in mind the annoyance.

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

Anna sat down, her wooden leg spread. She pulled Shari 's face down into her cunt and felt, for the very number one time, another woman 's mouth on her pussy. It was unlike any thrashing Anna had ever gotten from a man. Shari River seemed to love instinctively where all the really hot touch were, and she lapped them thirstily, her tongue moving in and out of Anna 's pussy before it returned to its frenetic 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 customer could really get off watching us sixty-nine while he creams my kitty-cat with that big heavily cock ! ''

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

Anna was n't sure she was ready for this, but she was too deeply involved to say no. She got on her back and slue underneath Shari until Mel 's thighs blocked her way. That left her boldness directly underneath the womanhood 's puss. She looked up and saw Mel 's cock screwing Shari 's splayed, shaven pussy-lips, and her mouth began to water supply with anticipation.

'' Suck on her, bitch, '' Mel said throatily. `` suction her while I 'm feeding her twat with my tool ! ''

Anna lifted her font up ward and her tongue began to work, awkwardly, it was straight, on Shari 's shaven cunt. She tasted the honey-like succus that was dripping from the crack. She put her custody on Shari River 's waist and started to lick in earnest.

Shari, meanwhile, was head-down in Anna 's puss, and there was nothing shy or tentative about the way she gobbled that gash. She 'd obviously done this before, and she was very good at it. Her tongue seemed fixated on Anna 's button, and she slurped it raw. The telltale pulse down there alerted Anna to the fact that she had certainly not buzz off her climax quota tonight. Another coming 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 chief back until the balls were flopping across her heart-to-heart lip. She sucked on them while Mel fucked Chari, her tongue drifting up to the base of his asshole as it moved in and out of the blonde 's hairless pussy.

She was sure enough she 'd never have been able to lick Shari if it had n't been for the razor job. She could n't reckon shoving her fount into a hairy snatch. But the more she licked Shari, the more she felt that the hair might not make that a great deal conflict.

Mel 's motherfucker came skidding out of Chari 's pussy on an off- stroke, and it rammed straight into Anna 's mouth. She gagged at the sudden jab that filled her. It was the first metre she 'd had him in her backtalk and he thrust three or four times, as if he were making up for lost opportunity.

She sucked hard, showing him that she knew her way around a stiff cock, and the taste of pussy that coated his duration, the tasting of Shari River 's hot wet cunt, was almost as intoxicating as brandy. Anna George was beginning to feel like a add loose woman, and she had to admit that the impression was not so bad.

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

She surrendered it gracelessly, nipping with her tooth as he slid out. She 'd been getting very much into the swell up cock sliding across her tongue, and she resented losing it now. But as her sassing emptied, she smelled the arousal of Shari 's slit, and she moved upward, ready to eat some more purulent.

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

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

She 'd been astonished, at first, that Shari could have mistaken her for a whore, but now that she was into it, she was beginning to feel that maybe the blonde slut had n't been too far off the mark. She 'd sensed a kindred heart all right, except that Anna was n't doing it for money. She was only here because her hubby had betrayed her and she wanted to revenge herself in the most striking way possible.

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

She stared, licking her rim, at the jiggling sway of Mel 's balls, the slightly off-center way in which he fucked his tool into Shari, and the way Shari 's hairless chap spread open to experience him, then snugged close around his fully-buried prick, like a mouth puckered to be kissed. She could hear the squishy haphazardness as the farsighted grueling hammer moved again and again into the receptive, wet cunt.

Anna was starting to consider that maybe a charwoman knew more about eating pussy than any man could ever know. And she was growing convinced that she 'd throw to try this again, like really soon ! She did n't know when, or how, or with whom, but those were little problem. If she wanted it badly enough, she 'd notice a way and a married person, and the more she got eaten, the more positive she was that she would need it again.

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

Mel took his cock out of Shari and slid its small, pointy tip back and forth through her cunt-slit. He teased her clit with it. He slapped her pussy with his stiff, wet prick, and he moved it up to tickle lasciviously at the minuscule bud of her ass, too. He made a teasing, tentative thrust, as if he meant to flummox his cock up her ass.

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

'' Unh-uhhhh ! '' she groaned, looking back. `` I told you, that turncock of yours is too thick to occupy 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 ponderousness of the load that they contained, then her hand slid up onto the cock-shaft. `` Oh, what the hell, dude ! You wan na bewilder it up individual 's ass, why not try mine ? ''

Anna did n't feature much time to think it. Everyone was rolling around, and she was suddenly on her knees, in exactly the Same spatial relation Shari had been in a few minutes ago. Shari was lying beneath her, scarfing her pussy and sliding her natural language through Anna 's hot dripping cunt-slit, while Mel was behind her, poking her asscheeks with the stiff rod of his turncock.

'' You got a scrawny ass, '' Mel said, his handwriting stroking over her asscheeks and her upper thighs. `` But I bet it fucks tight as a goddamn tympan. Right, baby ? You got yourself one tight petty ass ? But it wo n't be nearly as tight when I 'm done with it ! ''

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

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

Removing her tongue, she spread Anna 's ass, baring her modest ass. She kissed it, smacking her lips, then licked it until Anna began to shriek. Chari pulled the ass brass wider, stretching the ass far enough for the tip of her tongue to sink in.

'' Aahhhhh ! '' she husked, poking with her tongue. She held onto Anna 's asscheeks for lamb lifetime, leaving fingermark that, Anna was certain, would not come out of the flesh till sometime next calendar week.

Anna whined and strained, fighting back a slight but not really fighting. Each time she lurched forward, dragging her ass away from Shari 's tongue, she ended the apparent movement by thrusting it right back the other way, straight into Shari River 's hungry look.

She felt very dirty, having her ass licked by this turned-on blonde slut, but she also felt very, very unspoilt, and she was beginning to slobber at the sentiment of having Mel 's wet turncock rammed up that Saame tight kettle of fish.

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

Then the lacing was interrupted, and she felt the tenacious thick free weight of Mel 's prick sliding through her crotch. It parted her meaty pussy-lips, stroked the wet hocus-pocus of her pussy-slit, the tip scraping back and forth over the hot bud of her energise clit. Mel slid his turncock back and Forth, coating it in her sludge of fuck- juices.

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

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

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

'' I 'll give it to you mystifying and voiceless in a mo, kick ! '' he growled. `` But initiatory I have to get unspoiled and wet so I do n't rip your ass spread. ''

The coarse voice tonus, the ugly, nasty words, they thrilled her unbelievably. He was going to use her like a bit of meat, and she could not induce been happier if he 'd eaten her Irish bull.

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

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

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

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

Her ass was tight but willing. It fit snugly around Shari 's fingerbreadth, milking at the length of the finger's breadth while it pushed in and out. Anna gasped and shivered, her ass lifting and falling. She held onto her pap very tightly, the tit rigid and foresightful between her squeezing fingerbreadth. It was a toss-up which was harder, the bones in the fingerbreadth or the boneless palpitating distributor point of her nipple.

'' I think she 's ready, stud ! '' Shari River panted, easing her finger out of Anna. The muscles clenched at it, reluctant to let go. `` Now fuck her ! Fuck her ass with that big farsighted sweet prick of yours, baby ! Let me see you flummox it in her ! ''

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

He was behind her, on his knees, and she could feel the heat of his organic structure even though he was n't touching her, except now and then when his stiff cock bumped against her trembling ass. Chari River 's lingua was all over her cunt, her clit, and she was about to grovel out of her tingling skin.

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

He took her at her intelligence. The caput of his cock suddenly poised itself against her ass, and he shoved, testing the waters. She was n't as tight as she might have been, since Chari River had had a finger or two reaming her ass for several proceedings. The small, pointy tip of his peter entered her ass with almost ridiculous relief, nosing its way into Anna 's taut ass.

And then he shoved, a bit harder, and the shaft of light of his putz 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 snuggery, but not nearly as soaked as her ass, and she could feel every impulse in Mel 's rooster as he continued to slowly roll in the hay his cock in. He was n't trying to bust her ass, but he was determined to accept the ass she had offered him.

Shari 's wet tongue made the initial pain a lot soft to bear.

Shari kept on licking. Anna could n't believe how dotty it felt to hold another woman 's spit on her pussy, inside her pussy, licking her inside-out. It was so much unlike from the way men ate cunt, and as she enjoyed the frisky slurps and salt lick and kisses, she could find an sexual climax simmering in her blood stream.

'' Uhhhh ! '' Mel grunted, thrusting the wide-cut duration of his rooster into Anna 's ass. She rocked and rolled her ass against him, absorbing the feel of his cock, the incredibly stuffed superstar of being totally full-of-the-moon of him. Her ass was so tight she did n't know how he expected to fuck her. Just getting the affair in her was miracle enough.

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

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

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

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

Anna lowered her face and started to solve Chari River 's belly, her tongue edging downward to the cunt itself. The smell of pussy filled her anterior naris, and saliva filled her back talk. She slobbered her drivel onto Shari 's smooth, hairless crotch and began to massage it into the soma with her lapping glossa.

Mel kept fucking her ass with his stopcock. He was fat and prurient, and she was tight and cockful. He was still having a voiceless time moving in and out, but he fucked her in short separatrix that jolted and jarred her entire body and made her ass spasm in reply.

She was sobbing now. It really hurt. Each shot was a new variety of agony. Anna had been raised in gentility, with all the pampering money could buy. This was the first clock time she had ever known a real painfulness. The cock reamed her loaded ass, fucking mercilessly as Mel got into the thrill of fucking her ass, and there was not a goddam matter she could do about it except take it.

Anna George was learning things about herself that she had never before guessed. The degradation and infliction of being fucked up the ass were turning her on like crazy. This man thought she was some slut, some harlot, and he was fucking her like a whore. His hammer cared only about its own joy, the sweet-smelling hot niggardliness of being crammed up her ass. And she was wiggling and writhing and urging him with the gyrations of her physical structure to keep on fucking her just that way.

Even more wild, she was nose-deep in Shari 's pussycat, lapping the sticky crack and sliding her natural language into it for a more lingering taste of the blonde 's cunt-cream, and her tongue tingled and burned with a growing importunity, a vesiculation hysteria of arousal.

Her own twat was full of Shari 's natural language, and she knew that she was coating it with a big helping of her Cums. Anna 's clitoris twitched and vibrated under the attack of Shari 's fingers, and she licked at Shari 's engorged rap button too, feeling within herself each spurt of pleasance that her natural language gave to Shari.

Mel kept his cock busy, but Anna 's ass was enlarging now, accommodating itself to the thickness that filled her. He could get almost a full stroke, and he was taking reward of it. His prick emerged from her ass, only the thickening still wedged within her sozzled ass-ring, and he plunged home with a driving downstroke that made Anna scream into Chari River 's pussycat. But it was a scream of pleasance, and the tears that still bubbled down her cheeks were becoming tears of joy.

'' Oh, fuck me ! '' she moaned, her head shaking so frenetically she could hardly incur the time to lick Chari 's pussy. `` Fuck my ass with your big voiceless tool ! ''

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

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

The slick of the pulp tempted her tongue. She fucked through with her glossa, pushing it deep into Shari, relishing the smelly cunt-taste that she found within. She drew her tongue out and dribbled the succus onto Shari 's heavy clit, feeling it throb beneath the caresses of her tongue.

Her anal tightfistedness yielded dramatically as Mel 's prick fucked in and out of Anna. She was still a close fit around the swollen barrel of his cock, but he penetrated her again and again with virtually no job, except when he went too deep and his pointy cockhead banged into her crap as if he wanted to spill his load amid the remnants of what she 'd had for dinner.

He worked her peg as he fucked her, sliding her satiny thighs around his body and squeezing them around himself. It made her ass clinch even more tightly on his cock, and the enhanced sensations made Anna whimper and shriek.

She felt the unmistakable tremors of orgasm shooting through Shari River 's pussy. Anna began to lick faster. She was cognizant of the action at law in her ass, but it took a endorse buttocks for now to the struggle to get Shari off. She tongued the cleaning lady 's pussycat, poking in and out, worshipping the former woman 's clit.

The blond bounced and shook and moaned. Her body was so delirious that she drove Anna upward again and again, each fit making Anna bang more hotly into the peter that plugged her ass. Shari was n't doing much cunt-eating right now, but that was okay. Mel 's prick was providing all the stimulant Anna could handle.

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

Beneath her, Shari River was moaning and giggling.

'' Oooooohhhh, I 'm cummmmming ! '' she squealed. `` Make me small fry, babe ! Lick that cunt ! Eat my darned clit ! Mmmmmmm, get me offfffff ! ''

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

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

Mel kept fucking Anna, and she screamed with each thrust. Shari River 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, Shari River 's cunt with the early, and she shuddered as her ass refilled, meter after time, with the horny knife thrust of Mel 's bastard.

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

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

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

Her tits lay replete and solid upon Shari 's, and her pussy was shoved into the blonde 's fork, her dark haircloth gritty and ticklish on Shari River 's shaved slit. She forced the blonde whore to release Mel 's prick, and she sucked it into her own sass, pursing them around the thick throbbing barb as she took it in.

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

Her oral fissure watered as she watched Shari River sucking, and then it would be her play, and she took him in greedily, until the unspoken plea in Shari 's brownness eyes inspired her to share.

Her body still tingled from her orgasm, and the constant rubbing of her twat against Shari 's kept her firing blazing senior high. She wolfed the cock, surrendering it reluctantly, waiting for the moment it would enrol her lip once more.

Mel 's balls hung in Shari 's middle. It was n't a groovy angle for Shari to nurse from, but it was a perfective tense guess for Mel 's creature into Anna 's oral cavity, and she took advantage of it.

Her tongue caressed him whorishly, licking the hot hard lance 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 advert them.

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

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

Anna moaned in disgust as she had to issue it, and she watched Shari suck the knob into her sassing, 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 evaluate from the way her cheeks jiggled. She rolled her eye in pleasure and she kept on sucking.

Anna stroked his cock-shaft up and down while Shari nursed his prick-knob. Shari made gulping audio of pleasance and gluttony, and then her sassing opened wide and the turncock 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 tart ! ''

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

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

Still breathing heavily, Mel dressed and went out.

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

Chari took a rolling of visor from her purse. She peeled off five 100 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 capital. ''

Anna took the Federal Reserve note, uncertain what to do with them.

'' I mean it, '' Chari said. `` I think that was the best ever. You were deserving five hundred, and more. Listen, is there a number where we can get in touch with you ? Mel and I are in townspeople three or four times a yr. We 'd have it off to see you again. ''

Anna stared.

Chari laughed.

'' Oh, do n't you get it ? '' she asked, taking Anna 's hand. `` Mel 's my husband. We like to make for games. One of our darling is two whores on a john. I mean, I 'm not putting you down or anything, do n't get me wrongly ! I like you. I like you very much. And I would add up up with another hundred if you 'd let me exhibit you how much. ''

Anna George IV was truly shocked now. Chari was rolling her all over the bed, sliding her lip up and down Anna 's organic structure. She covered Anna 's mouth in a tongue-scorching kiss, while her body insinuated itself between Anna 's thighs, and she rubbed her puss insistently against Anna 's crotch, sighing as her hairless pussy stroked Anna 's cunt.

She pressed her bare pap, with their still-hard nipples, onto Anna 's dresser, her own hands full of the other woman 's tits. She dug her fingers into the spongy tit-flesh, squeezing until the nipples stiffened. Her drool flowed into Anna 's mouthpiece, and her tongue was as fuck-crazed as a stiff stopcock, poking in and out. She thrust it inscrutable and she made it wiggle like a Hydra.

'' Mel loves to fuck two women at once, '' Shari whispered, bubbles of tongue frothing on her brim and sticking to Anna 's lip. `` I like a little one-on-one. He left so we could experience a piffling secrecy. Let 's make the to the highest degree of it, darling ! ''

She moved downward, making for the percentage point of tit that her bore fingers had teased to erection. Looking up, excitement glow in her eyes, she licked the pap until they glistened, then sucked them into her mouth. She squeezed the nipple together so that her mouth did n't have to journey so far, and she worked her head back and forth, biting one tit and then the former.

Anna lay back, opening her peg a little wider so Chari River could relieve her body even closer. The rubbing of their pussy was creating a vibrant, exciting heat in Anna 's crotch. She slid her hands up and down Shari River 's back while the bare-cunted blonde fed on her tits.

'' Yes, yes, stay fresh on licking me ! ''

Shari River had no intent of stopping ! She bit and chewed at the hard nipples, eating them until Anna gasped and moaned. Anna rocked back. Her ramification curled around Shari 's and she used her second joint sinew to pull her new lover in closer still, increasing the hot link of their stirred pussies.

She pulled Chari River 's face up and kissed the bosh off the blonde 's wet sass. This meter it was Anna 's turn to get strong-growing. She put her handwriting on Shari 's cheeks and forced her mouth undetermined. Shari giggled and played reluctant.

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

She was all over Shari. She moved down to the knocker, licking them until they were so wet her glossa could n't keep from skidding on the small but firm mounds. Her script was down between Shari 's thighs. Shari gasped and bucked.

She wiggled her finger's breadth in and out of the cleaning lady 's wet puss, wiggling it cryptic inside just for the joy of watching Shari squirm. She 'd already tasted her puss, but she was hungry to try out it again. She left off sucking tit and kissed her way down Shari 's belly, toward the spot where her cunt-hair used to be. It was inconceivable to miss that fix.

She pushed again, as if she meant to satiate her entire fist up Chari 's fuck-hole. The blonde squealed and writhed and spread her ramification wider, opening her cunt to the onslaught. Anna 's face was down between Chari thighs now. She bit and chewed the inside of them, leaving teeth-marks in the blonde 's creamy material body.

Shari 's hands combed through Anna 's hair.

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

Anna took her digit out and offered it to Chari. The giggling blond sucked it into her mouth as eagerly and earnestly as she 'd suck up it up her cunt. She seemed to like the predilection of her succus. She was n't the simply one.

Anna pushed her nose into Shari 's crotch, sniffing. The pussy heftiness sucked at her olfactory organ. All she could respire was the flavor of the blonde 's arousal.

Shari River lifted her knees and her cunt seemed to gape open. Anna replaced her nose with her tongue, poking it up the hole until she could advance no farther. She licked the hole inside- out, smacking her lips in pleasure. She grew more and more positive that she was going to be eating a lot more pussy in the time to come, though she had no idea right now where she was going to find any more pussy to eat.

The more she licked, the bed wetter Chari got. She was starting to get the distinct effect that the petite blonde was a lot more interested in fair sex than men.

Her handwriting were under Shari River 's ass, pulling the blond 's pussy up into her face. She had a firm, supple ass. It was a tactual joy just to have her fingers on it. As she sucked cunt, she alternately spread and compressed the adult female 's asscheeks. Shari 's heels were braced on the mattress, and she had her ass completely off the bed. Anna was up on her knees now, angling into the rhapsodic cunt.

She moved her spit downward, onto the tiny opening of the blonde 's ass. It was so snug and delicate Anna could n't help wondering how in the fuck Shari ever managed to squeeze a turd out the hole. Even when she licked it and diddled the tight halo with her clapper, it remained sozzled, sealed, almost reluctant to get involved.

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

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

She could feel the little hole getting more relaxed. She poked with her clapper, and the ring yielded a bit, allowing her fugitive shallow penetration.

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

Anna bent slightly and brought her tits into play. She caressed the blond 's kitty with them. She even spread the cunt- sassing and guided the peak of a nipple into the cleaning lady 's pussy. She thought it might score Shari find good, and she was inclined to recollect it might make her feel dependable too. She was right on both tally. The woman 's pussy backtalk sucked at her nipple.

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

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

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

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

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

Anna took the initiative, shoving the vibrator a niggling farther into her friend 's slit.

'' Ohhhhhhhhh ! '' Chari moaned. `` Not so deep ! ''

But she took it, and Anna smirked in satisfaction. She took a tighter bobby pin on the root word of the dildo and pushed it until her fingertips were flush against Shari 's ass-crack. The blonde moaned again. Anna rotated the vibrator inside her.

'' Fuck me, oh, fuck me, babe ! '' Shari groaned, her voice as hypnotic as the mute buzz of the vibrator.

Anna fucked her.

There was an incredible sense of king, of control, in the act of working the dildo in and out. She was beginning to understand, for the first time, how a man must finger shoving his turncock up a woman 's cunt. As she used the dildo, she was busybodied with her tongue on Shari 's ass, continuing the arousal she 'd already begun there.

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

Now it was time to use her finger.

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

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

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

Anna smiled. She felt very smug and self-satisfied right now. But she had one more ace up her sleeve. With a wrench of her wrist, she yanked the dildo out of Shari River 's bitch, then lay down on her back, beneath the blonde 's uplifted crotch. Her finger came out of Shari River 's ass, and she moved the dildo up to the finger-dilated kettle of fish while her tongue began to prompt up and down the slick wet scissure of Shari 's pussy.

'' Oh, you dirty kick ! '' 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 driving force. Her finger had reamed the fuddled ass to some extent. It was still as slopped as hell, but the opening was n't nearly as close-fitting as it had been, and the end of the vibrator entered Shari.

The vibrator pushed its way up Shari 's ass while Anna feasted on the blonde 's slapdash snatch. Anna was squeezing her own thighs together, massaging the bun of her own pussy, and she could feel heat building dramatically inside it. Chari River was n't the entirely one with a wet snatch.

She kept on tonguing the woman 's button and the cunt while she moved the dildo in shortstop thrusts up Chari River 's ass.

If she 'd kept at it long enough, she could probably make shoved the affair so far up Shari that it came out her sassing. But Shari climaxed yearn before that power point, and, to her own surprise, Anna 's orgasm came only a moment or two later. The ability and the sex, and the scent of raw snatch sent her hurtling over the edge, though, and the two cleaning lady collapsed into a sweat-soaked tidy sum of flesh.

Shari pulled Anna up, kissing her thirstily.

'' God, that was howling, '' she said. `` You 've got ta move over us your turn ! Even if Mel ca n't make it, I 'm gon na add up back for some more of that sweet hot cunt of yours, child ! Oh, you 've earned your money tonight ! ''

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

With the money, six hundred dollars, tucked into her stocking top, Anna George III felt like a fulfil whore. She was set for something different.

For one affair, she was a little hungry, and she remembered, from her college twenty-four hour period, an all-night deli that served absolutely Delicious pepperoni rolls. She had two with all the clipping and, as she was driving away, she saw a lighted church building. A few masses were entering for midnight masses.

Anna took the money out of her stocking top. She hurried into the church and dropped five c dollar sign into the poorbox. She kept one hundred. The car would need gas before she got home, and she was n't carrying her reference card. She 'd regained her nonprofessional position. She was no longer a whore, just a fun fuck.

Anna ride around a bit, with no real terminus in mitt. She just was n't quite gear up to go place yet. And she was still trying to make up one's mind what to do about her husband and his treachery.

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

The niggling redheaded hussy had giggled with glee at the prospect of taking Roger 's cock in her cunt, her lip, her ass. She 'd even wrapped her tits around his prick and let him squirt off in her freckled brass.

But Anna did n't find very conservative now, considering what she had done today. She found herself thinking about the rippled patch of red fuzz around Jan 's snatch. Roger appeared to bask nuzzling his side in it. Anna wondered if she would ascertain it just as tasty.

She passed a telephone booth and, on an impulse, stopped the car. Although she knew what the result would be, she needed to be trusted. She dialed Roger 's hotel in New York and waited for the switchboard to ring his elbow room. A fair sex answered. She had a sonant voice and identified herself as Mrs George. Anna apologized for getting the wrong number and hung up.

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

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

The piazza was stacked high with boxed telly, VCRs, microwave, stereos. Miners had a chain of rebate memory board all over the state, and this was the main storage warehouse.

She heard euphony coming from a room to the position, and she went in that direction. The door was open, and she saw three Guy sitting at a table, playing plug-in, sipping whiskey, and shooting the crap.

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

Two of them were young, probably fresh out of high schoolhouse, one a greaser type with slick hair, the other a sandy-blonde, both wearing jeans and sleeveless t-shirts that showed off their well- developed biceps. The third man was sometime, perhaps in his mid- 30. His face was turned away, but there was something familiar about the shape of his headway.

'' You better have got a royal flush, '' said the younger of the two studs, taking a posting off the push-down store of dollar in front of him. He put it down in the center of the board and then poured himself a drink. `` If you do n't, I 'm going home a rich man tonight. ''

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

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

Anna cleared her throat.

'' Hey, '' she said, leaning against the doorpost, `` who do I have to eff 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 Deutschmark Moller, the detective who 'd gotten the goodness on her married man.

Moller 's expression did n't exchange 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 make love Sarah Ann stood up.

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

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

Mark Moller leaned back in his chair. He had a butt in one mitt, a paper cup in the other. He tilted his head to one side and watched Anna through narrowed eye. What the bell was he doing here ? she wondered. Was the snoop business organization so bad he had to use up a storage warehouse job at Nox, just to make terminal meet ? But by that time, the iniquity unseasoned greaser with the athletic form was standing in forepart of her, and she reached for the bottle he held in his hand.

'' Cheers, '' she said, tipping it and pouring a guessing down her throat. She was n't practically of a imbiber, never had been.

No one was playing circuit board now. The former young guy was on his base, his thumbs hitched in the belt 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 eyes drifted downward, checking out the nominal head of his wet jeans. The bump of his cock was plain to see. The 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 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 layer. He was about Anna 's sizing, and she stared into his eyes from an in away while she stroked his soundbox with her own. Her mouth was heart-to-heart, the tip of her tongue viewing between the mouth. She slid her lingua along her lips, moistening them, and her eyes sparkled a challenge.

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

Her ramification cattle ranch, and she surrounded him with them. She thrust her bitch vigorously, massaging his fork until she felt the purport beginning to flow life into his cock. It hardened inside his pants as she kept her body in action mechanism.

He fondled her ass excitedly, grinding her ass in his hands. She pushed herself into him, moving her private parts up and down against his peter and balls. She could feel the distance of his slit in there. Her knife fucked into his oral fissure and her tommyrot merged with his.

Her men encircled him, and she cupped his ass. She stroked up and down, feeling the ripple of his muscles. She pushed her hands down inside the top of his pants, inside his short pants, athirst to feel bare flesh under her fingers.

She opened her oral fissure for a candy kiss. His breath tasted of whiskey. So did hers. She was starting to feel the hard drink at the rachis of her heading, a prickling buzz. She could find her teddy genitals getting damp, and there was a throbbing at the detail of her hardening clit.

He turned her around, backing Anna up against the boundary of the table. She parked her ass on the position, and he lifted her bird. His hand moved on the insides of her second joint, back and Forth, his fingertips brushing across the crotch of her shift. Suddenly he thrust his hand inside the leg opening and got himself a fistful of her wet cunt.

His finger entered her pussy after scraping the hard bud of her clit, and she spread her legs, the muscular tissue automatically drawing him deeper into her fuck-hole. She squeezed with her twat, milking his digit, coating it in the wetness that was already flowing like piss from her pussycat.

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

He brought his mitt out and waved the fingers in social movement of his buddy 's face. The other guy sniffed and grinned. Mark Moller still sat on the early slope of the table, sipping at his report cup of whisky.

They were both on her then, getting her out of her dress and sliding down the straps of her teddy to bare her jiggling tits. Each of them took a tit in bridge player, pinching the nipples to hit them stand up even bigger and starchy. One of them leaned down to remove a wet-mouthed sucking. Anna stroked his head while he fed at her tit, and she gurgled in satisfaction.

The other guy was pulling the teddy downward, then off her feet. Now she was bare except for her shoe and stockings.

'' What are your figure ? '' she asked throatily. `` introduction are civilized. ''

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

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

'' The old fart over there is nick Krikorian, '' Ed said. `` I think he 's too old to get sex. Holy turd, baby, what 's this ? Do n't you have a purse ? '' He touched the upper edge of her stockings and the c dollar billhook that was folded inside it.

'' Shut up and take out your cock, '' she said. `` You 're getting for free what the final guy paid a thousand dollars for. ''

She slid down off the edge of the table. She dropped to her knee, the two young guy rope facing her from either English, and she waited for them to unzip. They got the subject matter, hauling their semi-hard cock out. Anna smiled, took one in each hand, and began to stroke them with a sensual rhythm. They were n't entirely hard yet, and that was trade good. She enjoyed the feel of a putz getting corpse in her hand, or inside her mouthpiece. She caressed them a few more times, then leaned toward Ed and stroked her lingua across the end of his motherfucker. It throbbed on her tongue. She pulled it into her backtalk, sucking like a guppy in little thirsty deglutition that moved his cockhead in and out. His hammer stiffened quickly, until the avoirdupois of his cockhead almost gagged her. She sucked it across her tongue, making it wet, and making him horny. `` Another one over here, baby, '' Jeremy said, and she turned quickly, releasing Ed 's cock and sliding her moist lips down over the tip of Jeremy 's. They were pretty well-hung for such young cat, and their shaft pulsated with the cheekiness and vitality of juvenility. Her mouth slid lowly and scurvy down the rising shaft of Jeremy 's cock. It expanded between her lips, across her tongue, beginning to simmer with the oestrus of lecherousness. She was playing with Ed 's SOB while she ate Jeremy 's, but she ached for another tasting of him. Anna turned again, and opened her mouth to Ed 's whoreson, purring as it slid family. Her clenched fist moved erotically on Jeremy 's cock, making for certain he stayed good and hard.

She got a glimpse of Mark Moller. Nick Krikorian, the boy had called him. Why was he using a juke name ? Oh, God, she thought, he must be on a case ! Undercover ! But what would he be doing at the miner Electronics warehouse ? She did n't really deliver time to worry about it. She was eating two hot operose dick, one after the other, her head bobbing back and Forth from one cock to the next. They glistened with her spit, and their taste coated her tongue. She squirmed a bit where she knelt, bringing her second joint together so they could rack against the frantic 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 pressure sensation on her snatch. `` Irish bull, what a mouth ! '' one of them sighed, fucking deep into Anna. She gagged at the thrust of his cock, but she made her throat open, and suddenly she was gulping him straight to the balls. She made gasping, throaty noises around his prick as it began to make out in and out quickly. Anna gagged again, hardly able to keep up with him but too horny now to make him bar. It was Jeremy. He had a farseeing, fairly melt off pecker, 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 prick as it swished back and Forth River before her oral cavity.

'' Get your fucking knickers off, I wan na suck your balls, too ! '' she gasped, taking Ed 's putz in both manpower and lapping like a thirsty dog at the bulbous tip.

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

'' Now you get naked, too, '' she said, releasing his shaft and turning her attention to Jeremy, who was stripped to his socks and t-shirt. He had a really thin waist, and a boney ass, and his putz stuck out like a pipe. His balls were huge, and Anna went straight for them. She leaned down, turning her typeface upward. He opened his stage, standing straddled, his manus braced on her head. She nibbled his clod, pulling the whisker with her tooth. Her fist was to the full of his dick, and she masturbated him energetically while her spit slid around the nucleotide of his balls, up into the offer 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 finger, smeared them down the tool, and licked them away. Her lips fitted over the helmet-like node of his tool, and she sucked it juicily, purring while she slid it in and out in short deglutition. She used her tongue furiously, sliding it around the edges of his cockhead. Her hand clutched his clump.

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

Still on her knees, she turned quickly. Ed was out of his jeans and shorts now, and his erect shaft 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 tabular array. It contained perhaps half an inch of whisky. She swirled it, her deal still busy on Jeremy 's dickhead, and she moved toward him with the cup.

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

She angled his cock downward and held the cup just beneath his cock. Leaning down, she licked his cockhead with wantonness, stroking up the beam of light.

'' Cum, infant ! '' she whispered, her sassing fluttering against his cockhead. `` Cum for me ! ''

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

She worked him until he had gone dry, and then she cleaned his turncock with her glossa, licking away the utmost dripping gob of spunk as it emerged from his cockhead.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Now, '' she said, standing up, `` since you guy wire are still hard, and I mean firmly, I suppose you 'd like to have a go at it me ! ''

'' On the other hand, '' Anna said, stepping back, `` a couple of big horny guy cable like you, maybe you might desire to do all kinds of wicked things to me. Like a gang-bang, or maybe even both of you fucking me at the same time. You would n't feature anything like that in mind, now, would you ? ''

'' Who, us ? '' Ed said, bouncing one of her tit. He pinched gently at her pinko mamilla, lengthening it between his fingers. Anna sighed and shoved her tit into his clench. `` Would we do anything like that to a babe like you ? You got us all ill-timed ! We 're valet de chambre ! ''

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

patsy Moller was still watching, a freshly cigarette between his back talk. He lit it and then took a sip of whiskey.

The room was not designed with orgies in mind. The floor was concrete, both approximative and frigid, and there was nothing remotely resembling a bed anywhere. The card mesa was too rickety for fucking, so it had to be the floor.

'' I 'll be on top, '' Anna said. She tapped Jeremy on the chest. `` You were the first of all to squeeze out. You should be recharged by now. On your ass, macho-man, and let me have that prick of yours ! ''

He put his blue jean under his ass and lay down on them. His stopcock was n't entirely stiff, but it was pretty close. Anna squatted above him, using both deal to work his cock. She felt it stiffening between her frictioning palms and smiled.

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

She moved the tip of his shit through her sopping wet pussy- hairsbreadth. She had n't realized how wet she was until she heard the squashing noise his shaft made. He thrust upward as soon as he felt her succulent wetness on his whoreson. His cock entered her, shoving, but she lifted upward, not quite make to swallow up him yet. She wanted a fucking, but there was an constituent of tease in her character she had never known was there before, and she was rather enjoying the sensation. Anna slid up and down, just lipping his dick with her pussy. He was breathing hard, thrusting as best he could, but she controlled the action and she only let him go as deep into her cunt as she wanted. The promise of his hard tool up her pussy made her skin crawling with prevision, 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 fill her. The bulging marrow of his cock spread the snugness of her slit walls, and the wetness flowed down her snatch to moisten his progress.

She sank down until she could expend no farther. Her puss was stuffed to the full of his cock.

Anna rocked atop him, relishing the feel of his cock in her pussy. His script were all over her body. He really seemed to like her mamilla. 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 hell she could n't let him have any.

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

She slopped the hard liquor into her lip, some of it spilling down her chin and onto her tits. She felt affectionate and hazardous and bequeath.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Your red ink, '' she said, going down on Ed 's prick again. She took the bottle from his hands and poured some hard liquor on his peter, slurping it off the skin.

She was bouncing hard on Jeremy 's cock now, getting a dulcet hot ride from it. She took him deep, her pussy grinding against his balls. She wished she could open up her twat wide enough to suck his balls up her cunt along with his foresighted cock.

She squirmed, making her button throb as it scraped his cock- hair, and she felt impudent slime of wetness down the channel of her pussy. His prick kept fucking in and out of her, and she kept gulping it with the brawniness of her aroused bitch while she fed on the engorged duration of his Friend 's tool.

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

'' You serious ? '' Ed asked. `` Oh, crap, babe, I knew I had the right inherent aptitude when I did n't predict in disgorge tonight ! ''

He came around behind her as she continued to fuck his acquaintance. He felt her up from the rear, and she sat upright, easing herself back against him. His hands were full of her knocker, and he was chewing on her neck, her spike, her shoulders. She could find his solid hard cock bumping against her ass. Anna had no idea if she could actually involve on two guys at the Saami time, but she was too drunk 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 face, seeking her ass with his finger. She was bouncing so hard on Jeremy that it was difficult for him to get a grip, but suddenly he was there. His finger speared straight into her ass !

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

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

'' Jesus, you 're tight ! '' Ed gasped. `` I figured a sporting lady 's ass for being as big as a barn door ! 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 lunge, rotating the digit 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 Sir Thomas More fingers.

They did n't feel quite as big as Mel 's cock, but they were impressive as hell, and she writhed under their steady, relentless attack. She moved forward and back, keeping Jeremy 's shit fussy inside her snug cunt. Looking back over her berm at Ed, she said in a noncompliant voice, `` Well, dude, are you just gon na play with it, or do you mean to jazz it too ? ''

'' I 'm gon na fuck it, '' Ed said. He pulled his fingerbreadth out, and before her ass had had time to contract, he thrust his cock into the dilate chess 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 prick up her ass.

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

The pressure of Jeremy 's cock in her puss made her ass even tighter than it was by nature, but Ed was totally purport 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 sentence with his shit, allowing Ed the full pleasure of splitting Anna 's ass.

But it would n't let been human for him to be motionless beneath her forever. Ed was fucking grueling, and Anna rocked before his wolf ass-busting attack. Jeremy grabbed Anna 's swaying nipple and started to make out her puss, really pouring on the cock this time.

She was pinned between them, the slave of their desires. Ed hunched over her from the nates, his strong coat of arms encircling her while he fucked her ass, giving her all she had asked for and Thomas More. Jeremy slurped and bit her tits, squirming to thrust his prick 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 marker Moller was sitting over by the table, watching everything the cat did to her ! Anna could n't defy back her sexual climax. It hit her like a armored combat vehicle and she screamed, exploding between the two hard-fucking boys.

They did n't stop. They kept on pounding her with their wildcat prick, filling her snatch again and again.

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

Ed 's only solvent was to squeeze his prick so far up her ass that she could almost taste it on the back of her tongue. He rabbit-fucked her ass in a series of almost brute thrusts, each of them sending Anna over the edge in a brand new way. Jeremy kept pushing his cock up her cunt, but he was simply keeping the stewpot bubbling while Ed finished the cunt off.

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

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

He shoved his prick all the way into her, and it went off like a astuteness charge. She stiffened and endured the enraptured clap of his peter, allowing the emotions to merge with her own and convey her climax to even higher storey.

Then Jeremy 's prick gushed inside Anna 's cunt, and she collapsed, the two boys equally limp above her and beneath her, their bodies melting into a muckle on the floor.

'' That was something else, infant, '' Ed said to her as she got into her clothes. Anna was wobbly on her feet, but she felt fantastical. Even if she was still moderately drunk. `` Mmm, that piece of tail was worth More than a drink ! Hey, I know ! cum on, Guy ! ''

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

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

Jeremy grinned. `` right field, man ! And how about a TV so you can watch out material on the DVD ? There 's a Sony over here that 's great. I got one at home plate myself. Or would you rather have a microwave ? ''

Anna was n't that drunk.

'' You can establish this hooey away ? '' she asked.

'' certain, '' Jeremy said with a wink. `` It does n't cost us a blinking cent. All comes out of viewgraph. Just our way of saying thanks for a sweetened screw, baby. This job gets boring late at night, and you really made it swing. C'mon, Mark, you got to watch. What are you gon na give the lady ?

'' I think I better give her a ride household, '' marker Moller said. `` She 's too piece of ass sot to drive. pit, she can hardly stand up ! ''

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

'' I 'll be back a piddling later, '' he said to the son as they put the boxes in the rear. `` Cover for me if the foreman comes along. ''

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

'' I ca n't make believe a living just by catching husband who fuck the wrong woman, '' Moller said.

'' What happens to the hombre ? ''

'' I turn in my report. Now I have you as a witness. But it 's not the number 1 ware they 've ripped off. If they 're lucky, they only get fired. Maybe jail. ''

Anna shrugged. A salutary nookie was one thing, but after all, those ripe young guys were stealing from a troupe she owned. They 'd just have to take the plug-in that were dealt them. She 'd impart it up to the dining table at miner Electronics.

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

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

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

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

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

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

He stroked her titty with the back of his hand. Anna smiled. It felt pretty respectable.

'' I met a couple tonight, '' she said. `` They had a strange way of spicing up their married couple. It got me thinking about me and Roger. I guess I still love him. I would n't be so pissed off at him if I did n't care. When he gets back from New York, I think I 'm going to designate him the grounds, then we 'll just have to hand an discernment. Do you know, I even ate puss tonight ? I never did that before. I liked it. I think I could delight eating the puss of that redheaded loose woman my hubby 's been fucking around with. It might just salvage our married couple. ''

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

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

Moller smiled.

'' I could get you some video recording. But it would probably look a hell of a lot right if we maybe rehearsed a little first, you know ? '' He gave her a playful slap on the ass. `` Okay, babe, why do n't you look at a douche and an clyster and rinse a little. I 'll be waiting for you in the bedroom. No time like the present 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 bagger shorts. The tip of his cock was showing through the slit at the movement. Anna remembered how dear it had tasted, and how proficient it had felt fucking her. She smiled and eased onto the bed alongside him.

He moved down her torso with manpower and sass, arousing every portion of her. As he fed on her knocker, her belly, as his mouth worked down to the pouting slicing of her kitty-cat, she began to understand that, at the very least, Moller seemed to take in a bit of a calf love on her. There was a distinctly romantic twist to the way his knife flicked her stiffen button and dipped into the puckered mouth of her cunt.

He got his fingerbreadth into her pussy, fucking it slowly in and out while he nibbled on her cunt. It was a sensuous and spiritualist approach path, and she could not stand firm. Twisting around, she took his cock in her hired man, then started to lick it.

Her mouth stretched open up, the lips red and moist and willing. She sucked him inside, loving him friskily with her tongue as she moved the cockhead in and out. His tongue was rich in her pussy now, his cunt-wet finger stroking softly over the tempered button of her clit. Each caress sent newly shivers of delight racing through Anna.

Her hands worked on the dig of his cock while her sassing nursed at his knob. She wanted to feel his cum squirting across her tongue, but she also craved to feel that hard firm cock thrusting hotly and wildly inside her pussy.

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

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

She opened herself to his caresses, covering his hands as they fondled her mamilla. She made him purloin the stiff nipples, and he lifted them to her face so she could lick and breastfeed at them too. Their clapper dueled over the points of her tits.

She guided his digit down to her wet cunt, easing them into her fuck-hole so she could milk them with her bitch muscular tissue and try out just how cook and aroused she really was.

He turned Anna over onto her side and pushed against her from the rear. She threw a leg back over him, then reached down between her pegleg to trammel his whoreson in her hand. She stroked it, adoring the unshakable strong suit of his cock, and then she pulled it to her waiting kitty-cat. Anna groaned as his tight prick sank plate.

'' Oh, love me now ! '' she whispered, her organic structure pulsating to the regular recurrence of his driving pecker.

He fucked into her, picking up speeding.

Moller held her tit. She leaned her face back to kiss him, moaning into his backtalk as the frenzy of his stabbing hammer grew to a greater extent and more irresistible. She frigged her pussy while she received his prick, and her clit swelled under her briskly rubbing fingers. Cum oozed from her cunt, soaking his shaft as it moved in and out.

'' Just for old prison term 's interest ? '' 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 prick in the counselling she wanted.

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

He was the first guy who 'd ever fucked her ass. She 'd always have a soft slur for him. His cock pumped energetically into that soft spot, and Anna kept on squeeze and flicking her clit, soaking her fingers in the cum that leaked from her pussy. Her world had fallen apart just this daybreak, but with her ass full of Mark Moller 's dick and her cunt boiling beneath her fingers, she felt safe and secure and confident once again. It did n't matter what happened when Roger came back from New York and she confronted him with the truth. Anna had looked inside herself, and she was proud of with what she had found there. Another orgasm was simmering in her cunt, and it looked like tomorrow would be a very nice day.



The End

© Kysa Braswell