Banging Anna 's Ass

( FF/M+, bi, anal )

by Kysa Braswell

'' Jesus of Nazareth H. Christ ! '' Anna St. George cried, pounding her fist on the desk top. She picked up the glossy pitch-dark and tweed exposure and started ripping them to pieces.

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

'' I know, '' Anna said, dropping the shoot movie. She stared at the DVD. The urge was potent within her to yank the magnetic disk out of the automobile and stomp it with her heel. `` 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 investigator 's business office, that she had just seen exposure 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 get-go place. She 'd been positive, in the back of her mind, that there was some other explanation for Roger 's behavior. Even if she could n't imagine what it might be. Even if she had, honestly, always supposed that he was fucking somebody else.

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

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

Anna picked up one of the torn photos. The tramp was attractive enough, she supposed, though it was toilsome to tell. In the picture she had a mouthful of Roger 's cock and she was sucking it with firm concentration, her eyes closed, her lips stretched by the thick tough peter that was shoved between them. The video had been even worse. Anna 's detective had gotten into Jan Darcy 's apartment and set up a tv camera. The solution had been a half-hour phonograph recording starring Anna 's husband and his redheaded slut. Anna 's eyes filled with bust. She felt betrayed and diss.

'' 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 have extra of these ? ''

She indicated the shoot down photo.

He nodded. `` That 's the normal reaction. well-nigh cleaning woman tear up the pictures. I can suffer Thomas More when you need them. ''

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

'' It 's not just the cheating, '' she said. `` Do n't you see how this makes me palpate ? For Christ 's rice beer, am I such a goddamn dog that he 'd give birth to go looking for another woman ? ''

Mark Moller shook his head.

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

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

There was an passe leather couch in front of a big window. Anna leaned back, holding up her plastic cup. Mark Moller poured some booze into it. He freshened his own deglutition 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 principal. On the former hand, it felt pretty damn goodness to be giddy and happy-go-lucky, after what she 'd just been through.

He grinned.

'' Yeah, I 'm staring, '' he said. `` You 're worth staring at, Anna. '' He put down his glass. `` I ca n't imagine where in the Inferno your husband 's mind is. A man that would cheat on on you probably does n't merit to sustain a cock. ''

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

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

Deutschmark Moller put his hired hand on Anna 's knee, just below the hem of her curtly chick. She felt the heat of him flow into her flesh.

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

He guided her script onto his rooster.

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

He nodded.

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

She stood up, breathing hard. The appreciation of the whiskey was in her throat, but that was n't why she felt so heated up. She had led a sheltered life, with a rigid and protective father. She 'd only had a couple of men before Roger, and she had stayed a virgin cashbox she was twenty-one. But she 'd come to love sex and the want of it had been driving her looney. Masturbation could n't drink down the fires that smoldered inside her, but she 'd never have dreamed of cheating on her husband. Mark watched, idly caressing the set up length of his prick, as Anna undressed. She made a production of it, taking off her skirt first and showing her long, slim branch, the stockings and garters, the lean lace of her string panty. Turning, she undid her blouse, then turned toward him, exposing her boob in their flimsy silk bra. She came toward him, a short wobbly from the drinking, and she let his script discover her consistence.

He really was n't bad-looking, she decided, thrusting her mammilla into his manus. With her bounder on, she was an inch or so taller than he, but Mark appeared to be in pretty dependable condition, and he wore his physical structure well. She eased the jacket off his shoulders while he was undoing her bra. It came loose, and her tits spilled out. `` Jesus ! '' he gasped. She knew she had better 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 frame, and Anna could n't quite compare in that section. And the platter proved that she had no qualms about sharing her ass with Anna 's husband. Anna had watched in cushion as Roger guided his hard cock into Jan 's ass and fucked her wildly up the ass. It was something he 'd suggested to Anna, but she 'd never been in the mode to try it. fall guy Moller took her mind off her problems quickly. As soon as her mammilla were mere, he started to suck them. He sucked voraciously, slobbering while he fed the big easy tits in and out of his mouth. Anna swayed while Mark mouthed her tits. She stroked his capitulum, urging him to get nastier. She guided his hired hand down into her crotch and showed him what she meant. His fingers slipped inside her lean panty and she purred as he touched her pussy-crack. It was wet and slippery, her clit erect and yearning. His fingers were a little rough, but Anna did n't mind a bit. She squeezed her thighs together on his hand and rocked back and Forth, masturbating herself on his aegir, worked up fingers.

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

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

marker pulled down her panties, and she wiggled her ft out of them. He leaned back, looking up at her with eyes full of lust and admiration.

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

He stood up, and she let her hands move up and down his torso. She opened his shirt, leaning in to bury her lips in the haircloth on his bureau. She 'd never really cared for a hairy chest before, but it was totally exciting now, nuzzling him, tasting the smell of his figure, the stew that was oozing from his pores. She licked his nipples the way he 'd licked hers, and she felt them harden against her tongue. Her soundbox kept brushing his, and she shivered at the esthesis of his knockout cock touching her. Easing down onto her human knee, she opened his gasp and yanked them down, his trouser and drawers coming down together. His cock 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 length of his turncock, purring with prediction. He was full-length, and she played with the prepuce, sliding it back and Forth over the purplish thickening until his prick had grown so tenacious and stiff and difficult that the foreskin would no longer cover his bloated cockhead. She kissed the tip of his cock suddenly, pressing her brim against the drooling cockhead. She left smudge of lip rouge on him, but they were hard to see with his thickening so red and inflamed- looking. Anna parted her lips slightly and rubbed him with the inner sides, humming as she began to mouth his prick. He sank down onto the couch, his leg gap. She slid forward, still on her knees, her mouth glued to his asshole. She was drooling a little now. Until Roger, she 'd never enjoyed taking a man 's cock in her mouthpiece, but he 'd fuck off her addicted to the taste of prick, and now she thirsted for it. Her oral cavity oval, 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 shaft while she sucked on his cockhead.

'' Mmmmmm ! '' she purred over and over, moving his cock in and out of her mouth in short-circuit, athirst gulps.

He sighed, letting her proceeds dominance. She pulled it from her oral cavity, licked him up and down. She moved down, lapping his balls as well. A hair's-breadth stuck to her tongue and she scraped it loose with her teeth, spitting it out and returning to his orchis. Pushing them aside, she licked into the cleft of his ass. Her handwriting was playing with his prick, and she felt it get even harder. She tongued up the length of Mark 's rooster, up to the fat cockhead. Anna tongued him knowingly, spending a lot of sentence on the sensitive smear just below his bloated cockhead. She stroked his dent up and down while she licked it, and a little house of cards of cum oozed from his slitted tip. She caught it on her tongue and savored the milky taste.

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

'' You bet your sweetly ass I am, '' he said, putting a script atop her caput and urging her down upon his prick.

Anna smiled and sucked it back inside. She could n't throat-suck a shaft, but she could do a damn in effect job, and she was determined to prove it. This man knew that her hubby had ditched her for a redheaded slut. She wanted to show him that Roger was a dipshit. She gulped at his cock, pulling him deeper, massaging his arduous meat with the wet fond muscleman of her cheeks and jaws. Her tongue worked vigorously, and she moaned as she sucked. He was big, and hard, and his nub filled her mouth. She had never tasted anything so delicious in her lifespan, and she had never needed to eat a cock as a lot as she needed it right now. Anna thirsted for his cum, and she sucked hard, urging it from his formal. Her hands were all over his body, and he was feeling her too, pinching at the corpse red points of her nipple, making her whine and squirm as she ate him.

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

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

'' Now, squawk, here it comes ! '' he gasped, and grabbed her drumhead with both hands, holding her steady while he pumped his prick into her. She opened wide of the mark 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 payload. She jerked on the slam of his hammer, milking the scummy spunk out of him and into her sass. She could n't taste it but it was thick and hot in her throat, and she gulped and moaned and sucked until he quit shooting.

Roger 's cock usually got soft in her mouth after it had emptied its hot load, but Mark Moller 's prick remained hard and fast across her tongue. Her blue center lit up with arousal, and she sucked him hard, making surely he stayed stiff.

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

He pulled her upward, his manpower filling with her hot, sweaty teat. Anna climbed atop Mark Moller, grinding her excited body down upon his. Her mouth covered his. She sucked his glossa the way she 'd sop up his cock, and beneath her body, she could feel his prick, as big, as hard, and as eager for her slit as it had been for her mouth.

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

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

'' This should guarantee me a musical composition of ass, then, '' he said. His hands went down to cup the face of her ass. She squirmed lewdly atop him, spreading her wooden leg to enfold him. The swollen distance of his scratch rubbed through her dark-furred genitalia, stimulating the already-dripping back talk of Anna 's slit.

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

He pulled firmly on her asscheeks, and Anna squealed in glee, sliding forward. She rubbed her wet cunt across his chest, bringing it toward his waiting aspect. He opened her with his thumbs, thrust his mouth upward, and began to cream the splayed coral-pink deep of Anna 's stirred up pussy. She rode high and eager above him, squirming and squealing as his thrashing made her button throb and twitch in response. He sucked at the hot bud, gnawing it gently with his teeth, sending white- hot jar of sexual delirium through the woman 's body. The crest of his thumb moved onto the super-sensitive slickness of her cunt- slit, and one of them entered her wet pussycat. He thrust as he nibbled her clit, and she screamed in growing wantonness.

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

He fucked his thumb in and out of her, still chewing and sucking and licking and kissing her clit. She came twice, drenching his expression with her juice, and he kept on feeding, 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 testicle ! '' he gasped, his tongue sliding up and down her cunt-slit. `` You got a cunt that tastes like yellowish pink and cream, lady ! Mmmm, and I 'm gon na fill it with some hot ointment 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 call you Anna, ca n't I ? ''

'' You can prognosticate me a nasty screwing cunt, if you want to, '' she said, `` just as long as you get that stopcock inside me ! ''

'' Okay, nasty fucking puss, '' Moller said. `` Get your ass off my facial expression and I 'll give you what you seem to need. ''

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

She slid back down grade Moller 's consistence.

'' I 'm fucking you, stud, '' she said, lifting herself above his steady cock. She rubbed the tip through her dribble pussy. `` It does feel nice and steamy ! Let 's see how it feels inside ! ''

She eased the cockhead into her hungry cunt and slid downward, swallowing him with her pussy even more ferociously than she 'd gobbled with her mouth. His body stiffened beneath her as she took his cock in her pussy. She strained downward, writhing above his groin. He put a hand on her titmouse, another on her ass, and he began to fuck backbreaking, straight up into her cunt. He stabbed hard, piercingly, filling Anna 's pussy again and again with the swollen-headed meat of his cock. It was hard to believe she 's sucked him to a blistering, gushing orgasm. He was stiff 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 cunt frantically. Anna swamped his cock with her steamy snatch, riding down to gulp him base 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 turmoil throbbing through his cock-shaft. It matched the fiery stimulation that bubbled inside her cunt. She met him apoplexy for stroke, grinding her cunt down onto his prick, eating it to the balls repeatedly. She came twice more while she rode him. She leaned forward, moving her tits across his chest. He caught them, squeezing the plush agglomerate, bringing them to his lips for more bite and suck and kisses. She moaned, her sleeve around his neck, pulling him closer to her hard, hot mamilla.

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

His stopcock swelled inside her pussy. It felt so fucking big she thought her pussy might rip overt. But he did n't miss a fortuity, and she did n't drop a stroke, either. The shag was n't as fast, as jackhammer-like, as it had been at the start. They were down to the tiresome grinding phase now, but retard did n't mean dull. The head of marking Moller 's scratch stabbed repeatedly into the lusting maw of Anna George II 's pussycat, and she chirped and moaned and whimpered, feeling yet another climax building inside her. She ground her thirsty pussy against him, accentuating the pressure on her ready-to-bust clit.

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

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

His cum blasted into her. He fucked her until his pecker went dry. She collapsed on him, her dead body soaked with travail, his deal sliding up and down her dead body until they settled on her quivering asscheeks. His dresser tomentum was matted with sweat beneath her tingling nipples. She sighed, making her tits move through his moist fur, increasing the amount of arousal that her rigid pap already felt. Mark 's cum was oozing out of her pussy, and his cock, going soft, had just begun to slide out of her sticky-wet hole. She sighed again, squeezing with her cunt muscles, but it was too late to pin him. His prick eased out, and after it bubbled the driblets of mettle he had squirted up Anna. `` You saw the tapes, '' she said. `` You saw my husband fuck that little red-haired snatch three times. I want a man who does n't bonk when to quit. I want a man who can have it away my mouth and my puss and then roll me over and get laid me again. How about it ? Are you that sort of man ? Can you get that tool hard and know me one more time ? ''

She did n't give him meter to resolve. She grabbed his cum- slimed peter and began to masturbate it. She was forceful. Pressing her mouth against his, she slipped her clapper between his lips and checked out his dental workplace while she continued to twitch on his cock.

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

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

'' You 're something, lady, '' he said as his prick began to swell inside Anna 's fist. He put his hands on her articulatio humeri and sat her up, rising with her. `` OK, nasty fucking cunt, you 've got this thing hard again, so I 'll just ingest to let you ingest it one more than time. ''

He was on his knees beside her now, his prick sticking up at a sharply angle. It felt a little thinner than before, as if she 'd skinned off some of the fat inside her cockeyed pussy, but it was as intemperate as steel, and she slid her fingertips up and down the length of it, her optic bright with fervor. She 'd never done it three clock time in a row before, not even with Roger, but this was certainly a day for gaud. Anna bent down to figure out it. He still tasted of cum, but there was also the savour of cunt on his putz. Her puss. Her juice. She lapped up and down his shaft of light, nibbling and sucking at the hot spongy cockhead. Her lips seemed glued to Mark 's prick. She sucked it a little deeper into her mouth, momentarily unwilling to break sucking on it.

But she raised her head, licking her lips, and her rima oris glistened lasciviously as she looked up at marking Moller. He pulled her upright and burned her back talk in a kiss, his mitt automatically dropping to her pussy. She sighed into his mouthpiece, arching her snatch into his clutching hand. His finger entered her, poking about tentatively, testing the wetness, the desire within.

'' Unh-huh, '' she said wriggling out of his embrace. `` You saw the tapes, baby. I want the same thing that freckle-faced jade gave my hubby. I never let Roger get laid me up the ass, not one time, and now I 'm going to let you stimulate my ass cherry, just for proving to me what a crap my hubby is. The one thing he never got from me is yours ! ''

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

She lay face-down on the couch, looking up at him over her shoulder joint. One of her foresighted legs dangled down to the flooring, and her crotch was totally exposed to his eye. She saw him staring at her, and she liked the way he stared. She also liked the way his shaft continued to cling up.

'' Hurry, before I change my mind, '' she said. `` I 'm disturbed with impact and I might regain my senses at any minute. ''

He slid off the couch, onto his knees on the floor. He cupped her nearest tit while he leant down to lick and kiss the curve of her ass. The wet smacking of his sass sent shaking through her ass and she began to writhe and worm on the lounge. Reaching down, she fingered her clitoris as he tongued her ass, and the shaking continued. She liked that a lot. He spread her asscheeks and licked playfully at her ass. She had a finger up her cunt by now, sliding it in and out of her wet, sensitized fuck-hole. She turned slightly so she could move her finger more freely. He followed with his straits and kept on tonguing her ass. His glossa moved back and forth from her ass to the abject bound of her pussy-crack. As her finger's breadth moved in and out, he licked it too. She slipped the finger's breadth out and his natural language poked inside her twat, stirring her succus just a little more. Then he was back at her ass. mark Moller was eating out her ass now, and it was an incredible feeling. She 'd never had a man 's tongue back there before. It had always seemed kinda dirty, sexing around with the ass, but not now. He had her asscheeks gap and her ass was dilated, and he was dipping his glossa in and out. She rocked on the sofa, pushing her ass at his face.

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

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

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

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

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

She was tight, and he had to fight her a bit. She strained, anxious to admit him despite her apprehensions and second thoughts. And then her immunity 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 rotation, her ass got a niggling lupus erythematosus smashed, a little more commove.

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

'' okay, child, '' he said, `` you wanted the genuine thing, and that 's what I 'm gon na give you. Stroke my cock once more for luck, and then I 'll fuck your tight sweet ass ! ''

She was still frigging and fingering herself, but she took his rooster in her former script and squeezed, feeling the charge up billow that raced through his stiffen meat. He felt a lot bigger than he had a duet of proceedings ago.

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

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

He brought the boss of his cock to have against her ass. She closed her oculus, feeling its blunt schnozzle nosing her there.

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

Her maw was dilated from the finger-reaming he 'd given her, and he was capable to get the head of his dick inside her with no trouble.

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

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

She screamed at the force and craze of his sudden lunging penetration. The meaty shaft of his prick rammed laborious and deep into her ass, and she screamed again, but she was definitely fucked, pinned to the sofa by the exercising weight of his torso and the length of his shaft, and there was not a perdition of a lot she could do about it now.

'' Fuck me, then, goddamn you ! '' she snarled over her articulatio humeri, and her finger began to get it on in and out of her cunt. She could finger his hammer moving inside her ass, and it excited her. Anna stimulated herself harder, and fool matched her stroke for apoplexy.

She was as fuddled as hell back there, but she was n't constipated against his Assault, and the Sir Thomas More times he prodded her with his prick, the looser her ass became. It never grew LE than snug around his prick, but there were no red fusillade of agony now that he was fully imbedded, and his nooky became a petty gentler, and a lot more excite.

She continued to wank her pussy, his hand joining hers in the movement. While she finger-fucked herself, Mark concentrated on her clit. The enjoyable sensations grew solid, more difficult to resist. His prick fucked into her ass again and again, and she chewed her mouth, enduring and enjoying.

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

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

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

It seemed to hold out forever, building into new summit each time she thought it was ebbing. He 'd jab her again, deeper, with his driving, ass-pounding dick, and she 'd imbibe in her breath and determine herself squealing out a fresh orgasm. Her fingers were dripping as they kept up the purulent flak, and her clit was so raw under his fingers that she heard herself begging him to terminate.

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

Suddenly he gasped too, and she knew that he was going to cum, that he was going to splatter her dogshit with the 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 brawniness milking hotly at his throbbing mother fucker.

'' So this is what it 's like ! '' she moaned from cryptical in her crap, the words forced out of her by the belly-busting force of Mark Moller 's hanker cock. And even as she spoke, his stopcock vibrated within her ass and began to spit out its load of cum.

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

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

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

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

Roger 's job was an executive director locating with the troupe Anna 's father had created. He did n't have to exert a muscularity or a brain cell to collect his paycheck.

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

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

He turned at the foot of the stairs.

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

She stared at him.

Roger looked down at his lookout man. `` Damn ! I 'm going to be late for the planing machine. I 'd better snap up a shower now. Sorry I ca n't talk longer, but you know how it is ... ''

Anna went up the stairs, listening as he turned on the exhibitioner. She went into the bedchamber.

She stood by the mirror, examining herself critically in the sheer dark nightgown. She was n't the most beautiful woman on Earth, but she was pretty, and she had a decent body, with honorable legs, a full chest, and a slim ass. She deserved better than she was getting from her hubby.

Anna opened the bottom draftsman of her toilet table and reached into the back. Roger did n't even love she had a vibrator.

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

She stroked herself with the thing, through her sheer nightgown, arousing her mammilla to pointy erections. She squeezed her tit, forcing the teat to push upward, and the vibrator buzzed fitfully across the arching peak. Anna began to sense warmer, more energize. She was starting to feel the way she 'd felt at Mark Moller 's authority.

She moved the vibrator down her belly, twisting on the bed as she continued to fondle and charge herself. Her juices were flowing already, sopping the crotch of her panties, and there was an uncontrollable itchiness between the lip of her cunt, even before she began to function the vibrator back and Forth over her pussycat.

'' 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 pap. She moved the vibrator against her cunt as if it were a pecker, rubbing her rouse cunt until her clit buzzed like a bee and the backtalk drooled a sticky dear that soaked her panties, her upper second joint and the humming vibrator.

She eased down the top of her gown, baring her taper tit. She squeezed her tits upward, her glossa extending to lap at her nipples. She flogged them hungrily. Straining a piffling, she was able to learn a mammilla in her oral fissure and suck it. It reminded her of the way Mark Moller had feasted on her knocker this aurora, and the memory sent shivers of excitement racing through Anna 's entire trunk. She bit into the straining flesh of her hardened mamilla and her eyes welled with teardrop of erotic agony.

down feather between her second joint, the vibrator was driving her cunt looney with lust. She kept on sucking at her tit, reaching down with her other paw to snap up the vibrator and turn it around. She pressed the percentage point against the sally of her cunt and slid it back and forth, concentrating on the swollen button of clit-flesh.

The shower was still running, and Roger was singing.

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

Anna hunched forward and took a tit into her mouthpiece, sucking it with dear and lust, while she scraped the vibrator through her pussy-hair. The fur was matted with cunt-juice, and her cunt-lips were unfastened, 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 figure of her tit, sucking away the nuisance her tooth caused, and she jabbed herself, poking and prodding, moaning at the wolf pleasure it gave her. A little like the backbreaking tight screw Mark Moller had thrown up her pussy on his office couch. But she was getting it from credit card and not from figure, and it was n't the like affair, not the same matter at all.

'' Oh, Christ, '' she whined, pulling the vibrator out to use its wet viscous point on her vain clit. She stretched out, arching upward as she humped the vibrator. Then she hunched once More and pressed her red rim against her aching tits.

That was when Roger came out of the privy.

He was in his brusk gown, his hair damp, a towel across his shoulder. He stopped short.

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

'' hello, dearie, '' she said, sloshing her tongue across a heavy nipple. She gave her wrist a flip and push up the vibrator back up her bitch, moaning and growling as it penetrated her kitty-cat once again. Her snatch sucked wildly at the buzzing dildo, holding it so possessively she found it unmanageable to have it off the thing in and out of herself.

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

She 'd never masturbated in nominal head of Roger before. He stared in fascination, seeing a make new side of his married woman.

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

She swiveled around, presenting her pussy to his staring eye. She knew exactly what she was doing. Now he could see the vibrator fucking in and out of his wife 's twat, see the cunt-lips spreading to make room for it, see the wetness that coated the plastic shaft as it emerged. She was fucking her cunt 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 open, and his sozzled motherfucker pushed outward. He had a big cock, no two path about it, but as far as Anna was concerned, Roger himself was the biggest peter around. She 'd certainly excited him with her showing, and it gave her a tingle of slaked pleasance.

'' 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 free hand and put it on his corpse putz. She let her bridge player be guided, let her finger be molded around his toilsome cock, but her hand was limp and open. He squeezed the digit down, until they clutched him. She felt the hot pulsation of lust inside his cock.

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

She was in no temper to get together with him. But she allowed her hired man 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 shaft. His hands were all over her.

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

Anna resisted his exertion to labour her grimace down toward his cock, and she continued to assault her pussy with the plastic tool.

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

The dildo was pounding in and out of her cunt, emerging from time to fourth dimension to buzz her clit again, then slamming oceanic abyss and toilsome into her fuck-hole once more. She felt her face being turned toward Roger 's cock, and she relaxed, allowing him to do what he wanted.

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

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

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

He spread her wide again, and his finger slicked into her bitch, probing alongside the burrowing tool of the dildo. She got very wet around him. She found herself jerking wildly with lustful reply. Her sucking grew more compulsive, more than acute.

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

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

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

Now she was on her knees, her head buried in his lap, her ass in the air, the dildo humming away as it protruded from Anna 's dripping kitty-cat. She had both hands on Roger 's prick as she fed it in and out of her mouth. He reached beneath her and started to manipulate the vibrator, fucking her with it in short but passionate thrusting. He even slipped it out, as she had done, and buzzed her clit, but he gave her a couple of gooses up the ass with the affair, too !

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

She climaxed. The orgasm ripped through her like a chainsaw and she howled around the pecker that fucked her wet sass. The humming auditory sensation set off a strand reaction in Roger 's pecker, and suddenly he was squirting his cum onto her tongue.

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

'' Oh, crap ! '' he gasped. `` I almost forgot about that ! I 'm going to be late. Listen, Anna, this is John R. 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.

'' O.K., '' she said. `` If you have to, you have to. ''

'' I 'd break take another exhibitor, '' 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 have to try this again when I come place. Where in hell did you ever get that dildo, dear ? It does n't seem your style at all. I like it, but it does n't appear your elan. ''

And with that he went back into the bathroom.

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

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

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

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

She stood up, putting down her potable. She was wearing a red attire, tight in the bodice to indicate off her breast, low-cut into the segmentation, in shimmery swirls down her retentive, black-stockinged branch.

'' Well ? '' she asked.

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

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

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

The man was a salesman, leaving town in the dawning. He was gorgeous, the form of big blond stud poker Anna had always dreamed about in her school days, though she always froze up around them in material aliveness. His epithet was crisscross.

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

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

She kissed him hungrily, her mouth wet and open. Her zeal seemed to fright him a little, but the more she fucked her tongue in and out of his sassing, the more stir he grew. His hired man cupped her asscheeks, squeezing them possessively, and now he was grinding back at her, and his motherfucker was beginning to indicate some definite mark of pursuit.

Anna came up for air, licking her lips and smiling. She had her weaponry around his cervix. She swayed, her asscheeks swaying too inside his cupping bridge player. She felt the surging vigor as it flowed into his cock, stiffening him against her.

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

He did n't say anything. She wriggled out of his clasp and took a couple of gradation back, wobbling a bit on the heels. turn, she looked over her shoulder joint and said, `` Would you unzip me, please, home run ? ''

He tugged down the zipper of her dress. She leaned forward, easing it off her articulatio humeri and down her torso. It fell to her articulatio talocruralis, and she stepped out of it. Under the apparel she wore a pink shift, its face lace undone, with mordant stockings and bright red shoe. She was for sure that she looked good, and his eyes confirmed her suspicions.

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

'' cutaneous senses them, if you want, '' she said, taking his manus and placing them on her teat. She forced his fingers downward. `` Would you like to see them ? ''

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

'' Your body is gorgeous, '' Mark whispered, his oculus alive with lust.

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

He did. She had to restrain a draft as he got out of his dress. His shoulder joint were large-minded, his chest smooth and hard- looking, his waist tapering and narrow. He removed his drawers, stumbling slightly, but her eyes were on his crotch, not his feet. He wore a pair of tight bikini boxershorts. The lance-like cock of his tool was protruding above the low-riding top of the shorts.

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

She dropped her shift, leaving her naked except for stockings. Her eyebrows lifted, and Mark yanked down his shorts. His rooster jumped out, long and toilsome and ready for love.

She took it in her fist, sliding them up and down the length of Mark 's cock. He was almost long enough that she needed both hands to fuck off him properly. As it was, she could wrap two fist around his cock and there was still a little bit peeking out of her handhold. Leaning toward him, she pressed her mamilla, bare now, the nipple hot and steady, against his bureau.

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

'' I do n't even know your gens, '' he said, breaking unloose.

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

They moved to the bed. He picked her up like a groom and carried her over, depositing her carefully on the mattress. She looked up at him, stroking her teat and pinching the mamilla even harder. They were cerise with lecherousness, and so were her eyes.

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

One hand, meanwhile, was down between her legs. He slid his digit up and down the puffy bulge of her snatch, 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 require it, do n't you ? '' he said softly. `` You 're dripping wet ! ''

His finger moved through the deep pink cleft of her cunt, tickling the call down opening. She whined and winced as he poked her fuck-hole, and then he plunged into her, his finger buried in hot tight wetness. Her consistence bucked and trembled as he finger- fucked her pussy and sucked at her aroused titty.

He moved his mouth down her belly. He was finding muscae volitantes she had n't even guessed were responsive, but which came alive at the touch of his back talk, his tongue. His hand manipulated her snatch in a smooth, knowing style, and her juices puddled in his palm.

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

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

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

'' Jesus ! '' Anna gasped as he tongued her back and forth, inching slowly toward the rising button of her button. His finger poked back into her twat.

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

His tongue came down onto her clit, finally, and she almost screamed at the electric-like touch of him, lapping the tingly hard push button. His finger was deep inside her cunt, and she squirmed, writhed, and fucked his finger with her voracious slit.

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

He spread the cunt-lips blanket and thrust his font up into Anna 's hot horny cunt-gash, his knife stabbing ahead of him to inscribe her as abstruse as he could puzzle out.

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

She still had a fistful of his prick, and the dryness at the spinal column of her throat told Anna that it was time to do some sucking of her own.

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

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

He had thighs like granite. She could n't get over how firm and muscular they were. She did n't lie with whether to keep on fondling his prick or caress the flawlessness of his upper legs. His stomach was straight and laborious, too, and she stroked her medallion across it.

He had footling body tomentum, early than what grew in his armpits and around his lofty prick. Anna slid her hand up his thigh again, and over onto the foresighted terminal of his prick, then leaned in to suck him blind.

She extended her clapper and tickled the edges of his cock- knob with it. He shivered in her clasp, and she smiled. Men really loved to stimulate their cocks licked, and marker was no exclusion.

'' Noelle, infant ! ''

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

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

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

'' You 're a begrime bitch, Noelle, '' he said, patting her head. `` C'mon, puzzle out 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 crack.

His ass was tiny, but it dilated when she pried his asscheeks open, and she smiled at the way it seemed to winkle back at her. Leaning down, she flicked it with her spit, rimming the wrinkly flesh, poking into it as if she meant to fuck 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 zeal while she kept on lacing and sucking everything that was n't nailed down.

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

Then he turned over, and she fell on his dick with her athirst mouth, gulping him in and sucking madly up and down his prick- jibe. She could n't get nearly all of his farsighted cock into her mouth, but she sucked the infernal region out of all she could swallow, and her saliva ran down the cock-shaft, wetting the entire duration of sucker 's shaft.

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

Anna 's face lifted and she said, `` Well, dandy, 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 circularise her pussy for him. He came down on his knees, between her second joint, and she caught his dick in her other paw, bringing it to bear against her drooling cunt-crack.

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

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

He nodded and thrust, and she got her digit out of the way just before the force of his thrust would cause buried them alongside his prick in her pussy.

'' How 's this ? '' he gasped, burying his motherfucker in her cook cunt. His belly slammed against hers, and the sparse whisker he had were in exactly the right position to rub against her clit. She opened her mouth to shriek, but no sounds came out.

Mark was propped above her, supported by his weapon and articulatio genus. He was stirring her twat with his farsighted turncock, and she tossed her head from face to side, biting her lip and murmur.

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

'' nooky me, goddamn you ! '' she growled beneath him, grinding her hip joint and milking his peter in and out of her churning pussy. `` Now ! Now, now, now ! ''

He got the message, and he started to have sex her laborious and recondite, showing her cunt no mercy with his farseeing bastard. It banged to the bottom of her pussy, hitting hard, and she whined like a dog with each stroke. Her metrical foot kicked up into the air. She alternately spread and squeezed her wooden leg, varying the minginess of her puss around his cock, drawing more and to a greater extent pleasure from the sensation of being fucked.

crisscross gasped, and his pricking began to drop off inside Anna.

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

He fucked into the sticky mess, and it oozed out of her cunt each sentence he thrust dwelling to establish her another pip-squeak. She was moaning and climaxing, her legs wrapped around his second joint and her bridge player clawing at his chest as she urged him to kick in her Sir Thomas More.

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

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

'' Noelle, baby, '' he said, shaking his head, `` a guy in my position has to be measured. I ca n't just fuck anything that looks unspoilt while I 'm on the road. You 're a total doll, sure, but there are some girl around who are n't as neat and clean as you. I 'm a married man, and my wife would kill me if I came menage with a dose of something awful. ''

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

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

Anna brushed past him, out of the shower.

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

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

A dyad of men tried to hit on her, but she was n't in the climate. She ordered a second potable, took a sip, and a manus brushed her articulatio humeri. She turned and found herself looking at a pretty, flyspeck blonde woman.

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

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

'' It 's an well-heeled trick, '' she said. `` I 've got this john upstairs who wants two female child, and that rotten bitch Daisy has fucking vanished on me. She was supposed to aid me, but I ca n't get hold her. She 's probably blowing somebody 's dog for sack variety. She 's such a cunt ! ''

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

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

The blond, who called herself Shari River, was snuggling up to a guy in his 1940s. He was bald on top, with a small belly showing under his tee shirt and a big wad inside his underdrawers. Another out-of-towner, probably with a wife at dwelling house who had no idea what form of stuff her husband was up to on the road.

Shari stood up and the guy unzipped her skin-tight dress, peeling it down her body. Underneath she wore a blackamoor bra and panty. The bra pushed her tits upwards, making the nigh of her rather lowly size. Her cutis was pallid, as if she had n't seen the sun in days, and the smutty garments were eye-catching against her milky skin color.

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

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

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

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

Shari unsnapped her bra and peeled it loose. Her tits were small but senior high and house, with tit that pointed upward at a perky angle. She rubbed the backrest of her fingers across them, then cupped her tits and offered them to Mel. She stooped slightly and began sucking at them.

Anna pulled up a hot seat and sat down, her legs capable. One of the shoulder straps of her teddy bear came down, and the boundary of a stiffening mamilla teasingly peeked in and out around it. She felt a little strange being in this military position, but she was starting to feel pretty practiced about feeling strange.

As she watched Mel sucking on Shari River 's tit, she eased her teddy down and bared one of her tits completely. Her helping hand brushed across the mammilla point and she felt it growing harder, hotter. She reversed her bridge player and squeezed at her tit, bringing her second joint 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 happen it all that unsexy. Especially when she glanced down and saw the size of the prick that was visible inside his shorts.

Shari River stole a glance at Anna, giving her a blink. She turned to Mel and thrust her hand into his short circuit, taking hold of his big whoreson.

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

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

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

'' Some prick ! '' Shari River sighed, stroking it with her farsighted skinny fingerbreadth. `` I think maybe I 'll wet-nurse it, just a little. ''

Sucking it was clearly on her mind, but inaugural she licked every in of Mel 's cock, her tongue gliding wetly across the flesh. Anna had no estimation what it was like to suffer a prick, but as she watched, she imagined that she could find every lick Shari dished out, feel that wet natural language sliding over her own flesh. It was a crazy feeling. She squeezed harder at her tit, and her other hand began to slide up and down the inside of her thigh, between the edge of her shimmy and the top of her stocking. She was very sensible there, and her soma began to tingle.

'' Watch her, '' Mel said hoarsely. `` scout her while I fuck her red-lipped back talk ! ''

He grabbed Shari 's head and shoved his shaft into her open, willing mouth. She gulped and gasped as he pushed in and out. He was a little rough, and Thomas More than a little eager, and his long dick fucked the blonde whore with a growing vigour, but it was cypher that Shari could n't cover. She gagged a little when he fucked too deep, but she kept on sucking and drubbing and feeding, her hands moving up and down his pectus, his belly, under the T- shirt.

Mel was far from the fine-looking guy Anna had ever seen. In actual life she would n't have given him a moment look, but this was n't real life, not tonight. She was walking on the wild side and all the old rules were off.

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

'' Are you getting excited, watching me shove my cock in her rima oris ? '' Mel asked, holding Shari 's head while he fucked her with his cock. The blonde lady of pleasure made a purry rattling noise, as if she were gargling on his hammer. 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 bat at her close mamilla, her spit flap across the stiffen pink point. She pressed her red- painted sass to the flesh of her tit and left a big rhythm malignment 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 fork of her teddy out of the way and exposed her slit to Mel 's eyes. He smiled in approval, and she began to frig herself while he watched, her fingers stroking intensely up and down the crack of her exhibit pussy. The damp cunt-lips opened, and if he could n't see the pinko, he needed meth in the whip way.

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

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

But she could discover the greedy sucking auditory sensation that Chari River made, and she had to see again. Her blue middle opened.

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

The cute lilliputian blonde sucked his tongue, just like she 'd take in his cock, and he ran his men up and down her slim, pocket-sized body.

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

Shari 's cunt was hairless. A bun-like twat, sliced deeply by a yearn pink scissure, it looked soft and odoriferous. Anna pushed her finger more deeply into her own pussycat and stared with burning curio at Mel and Shari.

The sr. man dropped to his knee now, pushing his case into Chari 's crotch. He was just as noisy eating cunt as the blonde had been while sucking his motherfucker. Anna thought his flack a little more aggressive and less refined than she would receive preferred for herself, but it was certainly fascinating to watch other citizenry doing it. She 'd never seen anything like it before, and it was making her hotter than she could have thought potential.

Mel kept on scarfing Shari 's cunt, shoving his face up into it. He spread her asscheeks and licked swiftly up and down, from her ass to her clit. She made squealing audio that were too sharp to be anything but honest reply. It had never before occurred to Anna that a whore might actually get off on her work.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mel was still eating out Shari River. She writhed across the control surface of the bed, alternately pulling her twat away from his oral fissure and then thrusting it to adjoin him.

Anna could n't help noticing that the man was also licking and rimming Shari 's ass. He dug his fingers into the plush sponginess of her asscheeks, spreading them blanket and making the pickle pop subject. His glossa tickled around and around the dilate opening, screwing into it while Chari River cooed and sighed.

'' Gon na let me fuck you up the ass, too, right, cosset ? '' Mel asked between slurps. `` Gon na let me stick to that pecker up your stringent ass ? ''

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

She rolled over, spreading her legs panoptic and reaching down to split her cunt-gash wider still. She was as garden pink as a carnation inside, and a glaze of moisture gave luster and gleam to her exposed cunt-flesh.

'' Why do n't you put that cock of yours right here, honey ? '' she asked. `` Get inside my puss. My ass is the end thing you 'll have sentence to call back about. ''

Mel stood up, peeling off his tee shirt. He was big, and he was hairy, too. Anna knew, even without touching it, that his belly was hard, not flabby, and she found herself aching to slide her sensitized digit through the dark hair that covered nearly of his upper consistency.

She had an column inch of dildo up her twat 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 stimulant prodded her clit from beneath. Wetness was oozing out of her fuck-hole. She could experience it trickling down the calamus of the dildo, toward the clutching fingerbreadth that guided the cock surrogate in and out of her excited pussy.

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

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

The big man pushed surd, ramming his groin onto hers, and the blond woman of the street moaned beneath him. Her legs enfolded his soundbox and she bucked and fucked, shoving herself up to gather his descending CVA of penetration.

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

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

Her legs tight together, the vibrator shoved halfway up her pussy and held it position by her sinewy ascendency, she leaned forward and rubbed both palm tree up and down Mel 's back. She caressed him as he worked his shaft again and again into the blonde whore 's cunt, and her excitement grew tremendously.

Her hands moved down to his ass. She squeezed down hard, flexing her digit on his ass while he fucked Chari River 's pussy. She could sense the tension, the elbow grease, the passionate arousal that controlled his ass. Carefully, she cupped his balls, squeezing a slight on them.

It seemed to be a near natural instinct.

'' Oh, crap, yes, sister ! ''

His fucking grew difficult, more gumptious. The bed creaked and rocked beneath Shari and her customer. The blonde moaned and sighed, and her hired hand 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 mass who were engaged in an act of fucking that she was not a region of. She leaned closer, pressing her bare tits against Mel 's hairy shoulders.

Her hot teat scraped his skin. She felt him respond. His putz fucked harder into Chari. The blond whore moaned and whimpered beneath the big man, her legs sawing around his soundbox as she took twinge after stab from his rampant, lustful peter.

Anna slid her hand down, past his clump, onto the base of his cock. She squeezed it, locking her finger's breadth around the base of his son of a bitch so that he had to know his way through the ring of digit as he went into Shari 's snatch. She clenched her thighs, pressing the vibrator a lilliputian deeper into her kitty, and she felt rickety in the knee, giddy in the head teacher and horny in the cunt, all at the Lapp time.

Shari 's paw was creeping up Anna 's arm. The adventuresome housewife hardly noticed, until she felt the fingerbreadth slide delicately onto the fashion plate of her right hand tit, making for the garden pink vizor of her erect nipple. Anna closed her eyes, gasping in a mixture of shock and delight.

She 'd never been touched so intimately by another adult female before. Chari River 's hand closed around Anna 's tit, and it pulsated excitedly, the mammilla stiffening even more against the cleaning lady 's dull palm. Chari rubbed her hand briskly, and Anna began to thrill and throb responsively.

She reached around, past tense Mel, and her hand touched Chari. The midget blond was dripping with sweat. Feeling her was like walking on ice. Anna 's script simply skidded onto one of Shari 's small nipple, and she closed down, the way Shari had taken self-possession of her own tit.

She marveled at the firmness of Shari 's rung tit. It was minor but slender, and the nipple throbbed in her decoration as she squeezed it. She could almost feel steam rising through the pores of the char 's bod.

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

Mel turned his head. He caught Anna by surprisal, pressing his mouth against hers. She attempted to speak, but he was already in control, and his spit wiggled wetly into her heart-to-heart mouth. She knew that the curious preference coating his tongue had come from Shari 's pussycat, and she was shocked to discover that it was n't a nasty taste at all.

'' I know you 're just here to watch, '' the man said, `` but what the fuck, sister, why do n't you connect us ? Make it a trinity ? I 'll fleck you an extra 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 manus on Anna 's chin and turned her face. Her lip came in, damp and milky-breathed, and her lips 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 hitch now ? She 'd already given herself to a alien. Would another one injury ?

Mel slid off Chari, his long stiff prick popping out of her slit. Anna 's heart enlarged at the raft of it, coated in wet pussy-drippings.

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

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

Shari leaned down to osculate her again, her hands covering Anna 's bare, pointy-nippled titty, and Anna sighed to receive that kiss, her back talk curtain raising to take into account Chari River 's tongue a little explorative space. She was n't for sure what form of things whores did to other cleaning lady, but she expected she was on the sceptre of finding out.

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

Both of them stroked her bare physical structure. Mel 's manus cupped her cunt, squeezed it, and when he moved away, she felt the ticklish ghost of Shari 's fingers moving through her pussy-hair. From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Shari 's bitch, wondering what it would be like to find a hairless pussy.

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

Anna stroked her digit along the wet crack of Shari 's cunt, feeling the cunt-lips grow warmer and warmer, like marijuana cigarette rubbing together to come out a campfire. Shari held her wrist, guiding the mitt.

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

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 snatch, she just had n't ever realized that former women 's pussies felt very much like her own, once they were horny and hot and something nice was inside them.

Her finger began to move in and out, mimicking the shot of a fuck-thirsty cock, and she felt Chari relocation in reaction, her belly roll, her pussy rippling up and down the length of the inclose digit. Her hand footing against the backtalk of Chari 's cuntgash, and she felt the stubby push of Shari 's clit throbbing each time she touched it.

Just the way her own clit was throbbing as Mel pressed her from behind. His hands caressed her big, hard-nippled tits, and the length of his cock was shoved between her legs, its shaft masturbating the exterior of Anna 's pussy. It slid aggressively through her cunt-bush and along the snap of her cunt.

Anna squeezed her thigh around the inclemency, trapping it. She moved in jerky little response, bobbing up and down. She could feel the dent growing bigger and magnanimous within the hold of her thighs, and she could n't aid wondering how much declamatory it might produce once she 'd taken it up her pussy for some red-hot roll in the hay.

Chari River wanted more candy kiss, and Anna found herself growing happier and happier to give them. Their knife fought back and Forth River, dribbling spit from one mouth to the former, and their lips were as wet as the inside of Chari River 's puss. Anna 's digit pushed in and out, piercing the eager-to-be-fucked brawniness ring, pushing as deep into the former cleaning woman 's snatch as she could squeeze.

It was a relatively cubby pussy, surprisingly so, considering that Shari was a fancy woman. Anna had expected a bitch as big as a barn. Mel mauled her titmouse with his hands. He could n't get enough of the feel 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 lively peaks. And his cock throbbed, lustfully, wickedly between her clutching thigh, its firm back- and-forth driving force making fresh bubbles of succus ooze from Anna 's ignite snatch. She used her second joint on him, a vise-grip on his firm prick. The outer hide shucked back and Forth, and he sawed in and out of her fleshy hold. She kept her finger very busy in Shari 's cunt, and she could feel the simmering sweat grow hotter as she stirred it. Mel gasped and his cock began to squirt heavyset hot cum onto Anna, the goo pouring out of him like curdled piss. She was drenched with the outburst of his punk. It scalded the build of her puss, her belly. She basked in the interjection, moving her thighs to perpetrate another and yet another gush out of Mel 's cock.

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

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

'' appearance you from bullshit, bitch, '' Mel said with a wicked grinning. He yanked Anna around and laid her out on the bed. Her fingerbreadth came out of Shari 's cunt, and she was a little sorry. She lifted her knees, wiggling her consistency in a obscene invitation.

'' Come on and have a go at it me, then ! '' she panted. `` If you think you can handle it ! ''

He climbed dining table, and she eased his cock into her fuck-hole. All the observance had made her slick and wet inside, and he plunged straight into her pussy with surprising ease. The end of his turncock pierced her pussy-lips and then the fattened gibe reamed her a fiddling more widely.

His body came down upon hers. He was a big man, the heaviest she 'd ever fucked, and she strained a little beneath him. She could almost feel the breath being crushed out of her dead body. But the speedy sawing thrusts of his cock, opening her kitty-cat, stab after shot, frictioning fiery lifespan into the cubby hot walls of her cunt, more than made up for the irritation.

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

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

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

Her fingers made straight for Anna 's clit, and she tweaked it. Anna began to shudder and tremble, cognisant that she would be climaxing before too a great deal yearner, slightly afraid that Mel might fuck her crazy before she could enjoy her coming.

Mel fucked her hard and mysterious, 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 leaned down to snog Anna, and it was an exciting kiss. The lips moved down Anna 's font, onto her chest. Shari intended to suck some tit. Anna leaned back, lifting a tit toward the blonde 's tuck mouth, and she sighed in gratification as the other woman took the mammilla 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 savage prick. She folded her peg around him and fucked her substance out.

He pulled out of her cunt while she was still cumming, and she hardly noticed. She frigged her kitty and her clit, shoving two or three fingers in her pussycat to take up the falloff left by the going of his prick.

'' Oh, have intercourse ! '' she gasped. `` Oh fucking Irish bull ! ''

Chari was on hands and knees, her ass up in the air, her thigh spread. She opened her snatch and Mel fucked in behind her, his prick sticking out and up. He angled the knob downward, to the invitation of her loose puss, and she pulled him in. He thrust, filling the blond sporting lady. She wailed, gleeful and horny, and he started to fuck her mercilessly.

His body hunched over hers as he filled her kitty with the nitty-gritty of his cock. Anna watched drooling, her digit busy on her cunt, but she could n't watch forever. She wanted to be involved.

She ran her hands up and down Mel 's back, stroking his ass, reaching between his legs to vellicate his musket ball. She felt the shaft of his cock thrusting savagely into Chari 's cunt, and she felt the sticky juice that was oozing from Shari 's fuck-hole. Mel 's cock was so wet Anna could hardly hang onto it.

Anna moved around to Shari 's straw man and lifted the blonde 's sweaty grimace. She came in, her knife out, and she lapped the salty sweat from Shari 's skin. The threesome was shaping up as the well fun-fuck Anna George I had ever experienced.

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

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

Anna sat down, her legs spread. She pulled Chari River 's face down into her cunt and felt, for the very first metre, another woman 's mouth on her pussy. It was unlike any licking Anna had ever gotten from a man. Shari seemed to cognise instinctively where all the really hot spots were, and she lapped them thirstily, her spit moving in and out of Anna 's cunt 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 cunt with that big hard cock ! ''

'' Yeah, '' Mel said, driving his shaft hard and fast into Chari River. `` I 'd really care to see you gorgeous little working girl 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 slither underneath Chari until Mel 's second joint blocked her way. That left her face directly underneath the cleaning woman 's bitch. She looked up and saw Mel 's dick fucking Shari 's splayed, shaven pussy-lips, and her mouth began to water with expectation.

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

Anna lifted her face up ward and her tongue began to work, awkwardly, it was dependable, on Chari 's shave cunt. She tasted the honey-like juice that was dripping from the crack. She put her bridge player on Chari River 's waistline and started to lick in earnest.

Chari River, meanwhile, was head-down in Anna 's cunt, and there was null shy or tentative about the way she gobbled that slice. She 'd obviously done this before, and she was very right at it. Her tongue seemed fixated on Anna 's clit, and she slurped it raw. The tattler impulse down there alerted Anna to the fact that she had certainly not gotten her orgasm quota tonight. Another orgasm was definitely in the cards.

Mel 's balls kept slapping against her brow as she kept on licking Chari River 's cunt, and she tilted her head back until the balls were flopping across her open mouth. She sucked on them while Mel fucked Shari, her tongue drifting up to the stem of his prick as it moved in and out of the blonde 's hairless pussycat.

She was sure she 'd never bear been able to lick Chari River if it had n't been for the razor job. She could n't ideate shoving her boldness into a hairy kitty. But the more she licked Chari River, the more she felt that the hair might not make that much difference.

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

She sucked hard, showing him that she knew her way around a rigid prick, and the preference of kitty that coated his length, the taste of Shari 's hot wet cunt, was almost as intoxicant as brandy. Anna George I was beginning to experience like a tot hussy, and she had to accept that the feeling was not so bad.

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

She surrendered it gracelessly, nipping with her dentition as he slid out. She 'd been getting very much into the swell up dick sliding across her tongue, and she resented losing it now. But as her mouth emptied, she smelled the arousal of Shari 's cunt, and she moved upward, quick to eat some Thomas More pussy.

She had her fingers in the plot now, spreading the blonde 's prick to expose the scarlet wetness within. She tongued into it, paying Chari River back for what the blonde was doing to Anna 's own pussy.

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

She 'd been astonished, at first base, that Shari could have mistaken her for a fancy woman, but now that she was into it, she was beginning to experience that maybe the blonde slut had n't been too far off the scrape. She 'd sensed a kindred spirit all right, except that Anna was n't doing it for money. She was only here because her married man had betrayed her and she wanted to avenge herself in the most dramatic way possible.

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

She stared, licking her lips, at the jiggling sway of Mel 's balls, the slightly off-centered way in which he fucked his pecker into Shari River, and the way Shari 's hairless crack spread spread out to have him, then snugged close around his fully-buried pecker, like a lip puckered to be kissed. She could hear the spongelike noises as the long strong cock moved again and again into the receptive, wet cunt.

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

Anna climaxed all over Shari 's mouth, and the blonde buried her cheek in the wet plosion, 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 scratch, and he moved it up to vellicate lasciviously at the little bud of her ass, too. He made a teasing, doubtful thrust, as if he meant to stick his cock up her ass.

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

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

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

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

'' You got a underweight ass, '' Mel said, his bridge player stroking over her asscheeks and her amphetamine thigh. `` But I bet it fucks tight as a goddamn drum. right wing, sister ? You got yourself one tight little ass ? But it wo n't be nearly as cockeyed when I 'm done with it ! ''

He worked the edge of his hand up and down the go of her ass, pressing in backbreaking. She felt his brass knucks against her ass, and she gulped.

'' Lem me get her set ! '' Shari panted, thrusting her aspect up into Anna 's genitalia. 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 startled woman.

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

'' Aahhhhh ! '' she husked, poking with her spit. She held onto Anna 's asscheeks for dear life, leaving fingermark that, Anna was certain, would not come out of the physical body till sometime side by side week.

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

She felt very dirty, having her ass licked by this turned-on blond slovenly woman, but she also felt very, very good, and she was beginning to salivate at the thought of having Mel 's tight prick rammed up that Saami taut hole.

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

Then the lacing was interrupted, and she felt the long blockheaded free weight of Mel 's slit sliding through her genitalia. It parted her meaty pussy-lips, stroked the wet jiggery-pokery of her pussy-slit, the tip scraping back and Forth over the hot bud of her aroused clit. Mel slid his hammer back and forth, coating it in her ooze of fuck- juices.

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

'' Oh, fuck me ! '' she cried. `` roll in the hay me deep and hard ! ''

But he was only in her cunt on a visit, just getting his pecker lubed for the substantial job.

'' I 'll give it to you inscrutable and punishing in a bit, bitch ! '' he growled. `` But first I have to get commodity and wet so I do n't rip your ass open. ''

The coarse articulation tone, the ugly, nasty words, they thrilled her unbelievably. He was going to use her like a firearm of sum, and she could not have been happier if he 'd eaten her crap.

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

Shari was playing with Anna 's cunt and ass, using her finger to make Anna even more energize, if that was even potential. She pulled Anna 's ass open again, and this metre she attacked it with her finger's breadth, not her tongue.

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

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

Her ass was cockeyed but uncoerced. It fit snugly around Shari 's finger, milking at the length of the finger while it pushed in and out. Anna gasped and shivered, her ass lifting and falling. She held onto her tits very tightly, the nipple rigid and retentive between her squeezing fingers. It was a toss-up which was harder, the bones in the fingers or the boneless palpitating period of her mamilla.

'' I think she 's prepare, stud ! '' Chari River panted, easing her finger out of Anna. The muscle clenched at it, loath to let go. `` Now fuck her ! Fuck her ass with that big hanker sweet turncock of yours, baby ! Let me see you stick it in her ! ''

She stretched out again, teasing Anna 's pussy with her sexed-up fingers. From time to time she would bat upward, tickling the clitoris or molesting the drippy-wet cunt-lips. But the principal natural process was going to take place a little further back, and Anna trembled, waiting for Mel to fill her with his big cadaver bastard.

He was behind her, on his knees, and she could experience the heat of his body even though he was n't touching her, except now and then when his corpse stopcock bumped against her trembling ass. Chari 's knife was all over her cunt, her clit, and she was about to crawl out of her tingling tegument.

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

He took her at her tidings. The brain of his shaft suddenly poised itself against her ass, and he shoved, testing the piss. She was n't as sloshed as she might hold been, since Shari had had a finger or two reaming her ass for respective mo. The little, pointy tip of his cock entered her ass with almost ridiculous repose, nosing its way into Anna 's taut ass.

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

'' Aaaahhhhh ! '' Anna shrieked.

She 'd had him in her pussy, but it was n't quite the same thing. Her pussy was snug, but not nearly as blotto as her ass, and she could feel every heartbeat in Mel 's cock as he continued to slowly have intercourse his rooster in. He was n't trying to break her ass, but he was determined to accept the ass she had offered him.

Shari 's wet tongue made the initial pain a lot light to pay.

Shari kept on licking. Anna could n't think how untamed it felt to deliver another woman 's clapper on her snatch, inside her pussycat, licking her inside-out. It was so much dissimilar from the way men ate twat, and as she enjoyed the frisky slurps and licks and kisses, she could feel an coming boiling in her blood stream.

'' Uhhhh ! '' Mel grunted, thrusting the broad length of his cock into Anna 's ass. She rocked and rolled her ass against him, absorbing the feel of his cock, the incredibly gourmandize sensation of being totally full-of-the-moon of him. Her ass was so besotted she did n't know how he expected to jazz her. Just getting the thing in her was miracle enough.

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

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

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

Anna looked down. She was staring into Shari 's privates. The blonde 's legs were surface, and the wet slick garden 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 body.

Anna lowered her face and started to lick Shari 's belly, her spit edging downward to the snatch itself. The look of pussycat filled her nostrils, and spittle filled her lip. She slobbered her drool onto Shari 's smooth, hairless genitalia and began to massage it into the flesh with her lapping tongue.

Mel kept fucking her ass with his shaft. He was fat and lewd, and she was tight and cockful. He was still having a hard time moving in and out, but he fucked her in short separatrix that jolted and jarred her stallion body and made her ass spasm in response.

She was sobbing now. It really anguish. Each shot was a new kind of agony. Anna had been raised in gentility, with all the pampering money could buy. This was the initiatory time she had ever known a real pain. The cock reamed her tight ass, fucking mercilessly as Mel got into the frisson of fucking her ass, and there was not a damn thing she could do about it except remove it.

Anna George was learning things about herself that she had never before guessed. The debasement and nuisance of being fucked up the ass were turning her on like weirdo. This man thought she was some fornicatress, some whore, and he was fucking her like a bawd. His cock cared only about its own delight, the sweet hot tightness of being crammed up her ass. And she was wiggling and writhing and urging him with the gyrations of her body to retain on fucking her just that way.

Even more dotty, she was nose-deep in Shari 's twat, lapping the sticky crack and sliding her tongue into it for a more footle predilection of the blonde 's cunt-cream, and her tongue tingled and burned with a growing urgency, a blistering delirium of arousal.

Her own cunt was to the full of Chari River 's spit, and she knew that she was coating it with a big helping of her Cums. Anna 's clit twitched and vibrated under the attack of Chari River 's fingers, and she licked at Shari 's gourmandize pink button too, feeling within herself each spurt of pleasure that her tongue gave to Chari River.

Mel kept his shaft 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 advantage of it. His shaft emerged from her ass, only the knob still wedged within her compressed ass-ring, and he plunged place with a driving downstroke that made Anna scream into Shari 's slit. But it was a scream of pleasure, and the snag that still bubbled down her face were becoming tears of joy.

'' Oh, fuck me ! '' she moaned, her capitulum shaking so frenetically she could hardly retrieve the time to lap up Chari 's cunt. `` Fuck my ass with your big hard cock ! ''

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

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

The skulduggery of the figure tempted her tongue. She fucked through with her knife, pushing it deep into Chari River, relishing the foul cunt-taste that she found within. She drew her clapper out and dribbled the juice onto Shari 's laborious clit, feeling it throb beneath the caresses of her tongue.

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

He worked her ramification as he fucked her, sliding her slick thigh around his body and squeezing them around himself. It made her ass clinch even more tightly on his shaft, and the enhanced sensations made Anna whimper and shriek.

She felt the manifest shudder of orgasm shooting through Shari 's pussy. Anna began to figure out faster. She was aware of the action mechanism in her ass, but it took a back hind end for now to the struggle to get Shari off. She tongued the woman 's pussy, poking in and out, worshipping the other woman 's clit.

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

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

Beneath her, Shari was moaning and giggling.

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

Mel yanked his cock out of Anna 's ass and shoved it straight into Shari River 's sass. She sucked at it, gagging as it went too deep, but she did n't block up sucking, and Mel gave her three or four heartfelt stab before he freed his pecker from her lips and slam-dunked it up Anna 's ass once more.

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

Mel kept fucking Anna, and she screamed with each thrust. Chari River had a fingerbreadth or two up her slit, and Anna squirmed back and forth, alternately impaling herself on the turncock and the digit. She was holding a tit with one bridge player, Shari 's slit with the former, and she shuddered as her ass refilled, time after fourth dimension, with the horny thrust of Mel 's prick.

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

Anna was in the throes of a big climax, but she could n't lose his words, and she jerked forward desperately, disengaging her ass from his shit. Turning around, she saw him already shoving his mother fucker into Shari 's oral fissure.

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

Her tits lay full and unfluctuating upon Chari 's, and her pussy was shoved into the blonde 's private parts, her dark hair gritty and ticklish on Shari 's shaved cunt. She forced the blond sporting lady to release Mel 's dickhead, and she sucked it into her own sassing, pursing them around the thick throbbing shot as she took it in.

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

Her sassing watered as she watched Shari sucking, and then it would be her turn, and she took him in greedily, until the unspoken supplication in Shari 's John Brown eyes inspired her to parcel.

Her body still tingled from her climax, and the constant rubbing of her pussy against Chari River 's kept her flak blazing high. She wolfed the pecker, surrendering it reluctantly, waiting for the mo it would inscribe her sassing once more.

Mel 's balls hung in Shari 's eyes. It was n't a large slant for Shari to blow from, but it was a utter stroke for Mel 's tool into Anna 's mouthpiece, and she took advantage of it.

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

But he 'd had a Hades of a workout, and she knew he could n't go much foresightful. He had his eye shut, and his dent was trembling spasmodically as it worked in and out of their sassing. Anna tasted the cum already oozing from his knob, and she sucked more desperately, queasy for him to discharge his balls down her throat.

'' feed me some ! '' Chari gasped, grabbing for his pecker.

Anna moaned in disgust as she had to eject it, and she watched Chari suck the thickening into her mouth, closing her mouth tightly around it.

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

Anna stroked his cock-shaft up and down while Chari River nursed his prick-knob. Shari made gulping sounds of delight and gluttony, and then her mouth opened full and the cock came bouncing out, slapping Anna in the face. As it touched her nose, it started to squirt.

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

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

Anna got the end of his shit between her backtalk and took his survive squirt square on the tongue, savoring the slime as it oozed down her throat. Then she bent down and resumed lapping the spilled-out cum from Shari 's case.

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 drunkenness. ''

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

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

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

'' I mean it, '' Chari River said. `` I think that was the best ever. You were Worth five hundred, and to a greater extent. Listen, is there a number where we can get in contact with you ? Mel and I are in Ithiel Town three or four times a twelvemonth. We 'd love to see you again. ''

Anna stared.

Chari laughed.

'' Oh, do n't you get it ? '' she asked, taking Anna 's hired hand. `` Mel 's my married man. We like to run secret plan. One of our favorites is two cyprian on a john. I mean, I 'm not putting you down or anything, do n't get me wrong ! I like you. I like you very much. And I would come up with another hundred if you 'd let me demonstrate you how much. ''

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

She pressed her bare tits, with their still-hard tit, onto Anna 's bureau, her own workforce wide-cut of the other charwoman 's mammilla. She dug her fingers into the spongelike tit-flesh, squeezing until the nipple stiffened. Her drool flowed into Anna 's sass, and her tongue was as fuck-crazed as a stiff cock, poking in and out. She thrust it mysterious and she made it wiggle like a snake.

'' Mel loves to fuck two adult female at once, '' Chari whispered, bubbles of spitting frothing on her lips and sticking to Anna 's backtalk. `` I like a small one-on-one. He left so we could have a little privacy. Let 's make believe the nigh of it, darling ! ''

She moved downward, making for the spot of tit that her eager finger had teased to erection. Looking up, fervor gleaming in her eyes, she licked the nipples until they glistened, then sucked them into her mouth. She squeezed the teat together so that her mouth did n't have to travel so far, and she worked her pass back and forth, biting one tit and then the other.

Anna lay back, opening her legs a minuscule wider so Chari could comfort her body even closer. The clash of their pussy was creating a vibrant, exciting passion in Anna 's fork. She slid her hands up and down Chari River 's back while the bare-cunted blond fed on her mammilla.

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

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

She pulled Shari 's face up and kissed the drool off the blond 's wet rim. This meter it was Anna 's turn to get aggressive. She put her custody on Chari 's cheek and forced her lips open. Shari giggled and played reluctant.

Anna pressed with her clapper until the blonde 's lip opened and Anna 's tongue thrust inside. Then Anna rolled Shari River over and mounted her hot soundbox.

She was all over Shari. She moved down to the tits, licking them until they were so wet her lingua could n't keep from skidding on the small but steadfast mounds. Her hand was down between Shari 's thighs. Chari River gasped and bucked.

She wiggled her finger in and out of the woman 's wet cunt, wiggling it bass inside just for the delight of watching Shari squirm. She 'd already tasted her pussy, 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 impossible to leave out that location.

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

Chari River 's hired man combed through Anna 's hair.

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

Anna took her fingerbreadth out and offered it to Shari River. The giggling blonde sucked it into her mouth as eagerly and earnestly as she 'd sucked it up her snatch. She seemed to like the taste of her juice. She was n't the only one.

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

Chari River lifted her knee and her cunt seemed to goggle overt. Anna replaced her nose with her tongue, poking it up the hole until she could kick upstairs no farther. She licked the hole inside- out, smacking her sassing in pleasure. She grew more and more positive that she was going to be eating a lot More pussy in the future, though she had no theme right now where she was going to witness any more kitty to eat.

The more she licked, the wetter Shari got. She was starting to get the clear-cut impression that the petite blonde was a lot more concern in women than men.

Her hands were under Chari River 's ass, pulling the blonde 's pussy up into her face. She had a house, slender ass. It was a tactile delight just to possess her finger on it. As she sucked pussy, she alternately spread and compressed the woman 's asscheeks. Chari 's heels were braced on the mattress, and she had her ass completely off the bed. Anna was up on her knees now, angling into the ecstatic cunt.

She moved her tongue downward, onto the tiny opening of the blonde 's ass. It was so snug and delicate Anna could n't serve wondering how in the nooky Shari River ever managed to squeeze a poop out the cakehole. Even when she licked it and diddled the tight ring with her tongue, it remained besotted, sealed, almost reluctant to get involved.

Chari was whining and moaning. Not much incertitude she enjoyed having her ass licked. Anna smiled, a foul idea coming to her. She let Shari sag down onto the bed and then she rolled the quivering blond onto her belly. She opened her thighs again and crawled between them, face pushing onto Shari 's snatch from the tush.

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

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

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

Anna bent slightly and brought her knocker into play. She caressed the blonde 's puss with them. She even spread the cunt- back talk and guided the summit of a tit into the woman 's kitty-cat. She thought it might take a leak Shari feel good, and she was inclined to consider it might induce her smell goodness too. She was right on both counts. The woman 's pussycat mouth sucked at her pap.

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

Glancing about, she saw, still lying on the tousled bed, the vibrator she 'd used on herself in the confrontation with Mel. The barrage had been almost drained, but she thought there might be a trivial life still in them. She grabbed the matter and flipped it on. The buzzing was feeble, but it was enough for what Anna had in head.

'' Let 's play with this toy, '' she said, buzzing Shari 's snatch with the vibrator. `` Bet you 've had it down there a few prison term, right, featherbed ? ''

'' Mmmmm, right ! '' Chari River moaned. `` Slide it in and out of me, not too deep, just in and out ! And thrill my button, 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 blond began to pulse and whimper, obviously getting deeply and deeper into her sexual possession.

Anna took the initiative, shoving the vibrator a picayune farther into her acquaintance 's cunt.

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

But she took it, and Anna smirked in expiation. She took a tighter grasp on the base 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, baby ! '' Shari groaned, her vocalization as hypnotic as the muted buzz of the vibrator.

Anna fucked her.

There was an incredible sense of index, of control, in the act of working the dildo in and out. She was beginning to sympathize, for the first sentence, how a man must feel shoving his cock up a adult female 's cunt. As she used the dildo, she was busybodied with her tongue on Chari River 's ass, continuing the arousal she 'd already begun there.

Anna kept the dildo busy, and she kept her knife busy, too. Shari 's ass did n't savour particularly icky. Anna probably would n't have stopped even if it had. Her clapper was prodding the little hole, and the short hole was expanding a bit more each meter it got licked.

Now it was time to use her fingerbreadth.

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

The finger entered Chari River 's ass. The brawn gripped her digit in a wet, sticky, almost greasy, heating plant. Anna prodded a time or two, and then it seemed that the blonde 's ass took over the workplace. Anna could find her finger being drawn in and out.zzz

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

Anna smiled. She felt very smug and self-satisfied rightfield 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 snatch, then lay down on her back, beneath the blond 's uplifted crotch. Her finger's breadth came out of Chari River 's ass, and she moved the dildo up to the finger-dilated maw while her tongue began to move up and down the pat wet snap of Chari River 's kitty-cat.

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

Anna put the tip of the vibrator public square against the blond 's ass and gave it a stabbing thrust. Her fingerbreadth had reamed the tight ass to some extent. It was still as tight as hell, but the opening was n't nearly as snug as it had been, and the end of the vibrator entered Shari.

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

She kept on tonguing the cleaning woman 's clit and the twat while she moved the dildo in short thrusts up Shari 's ass.

If she 'd kept at it long enough, she could probably receive shoved the thing so far up Shari River that it came out her mouth. But Shari climaxed long before that point, and, to her own surprise, Anna 's coming came only a minute or two later. The power and the sex, and the scent of raw twat sent her hurtling over the bound, though, and the two fair sex collapsed into a sweat-soaked heap of material body.

Shari River pulled Anna up, kissing her thirstily.

'' God, that was fantastic, '' she said. `` You 've got ta founder us your phone number ! Even if Mel ca n't make it, I 'm gon na descend back for some to a greater extent of that sweet-smelling hot cunt of yours, baby ! Oh, you 've earned your money tonight ! ''

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

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

For one thing, she was a little athirst, and she remembered, from her college days, an all-night food shop that served absolutely delicious pepperoni rolls. She had two with all the trimming and, as she was driving away, she saw a lighted church. A few citizenry were entering for midnight mass.

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

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

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

The lilliputian redheaded slut had giggled with gleefulness at the prospect of taking Roger 's stopcock in her pussy, her backtalk, her ass. She 'd even wrapped her tits around his cock and let him force out off in her freckled nerve.

But Anna did n't feel very button-down now, considering what she had done today. She found herself thinking about the crinkled temporary hookup of red hair around Jan 's cunt. Roger appeared to revel nuzzling his face in it. Anna wondered if she would notice it just as tasty.

She passed a telephone set Booth and, on an impetus, stopped the car. Although she knew what the upshot would be, she needed to be certainly. She dialed Roger 's hotel in New York and waited for the switchboard to ring his way. A woman answered. She had a flaccid 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 loading dock. She entered the building as if she owned the spot.

Actually, she did. It was one of the business whose controlling sake she 'd inherited from her sire, though she did n't take persona in any of the operations.

The space was stacked gamey with boxed tv, VCR, microwave, stereos. Miners had a chain of discount computer storage all over the body politic, and this was the master warehouse.

She heard euphony coming from a room to the English, and she went in that direction. The door was open, and she saw three guy rope sitting at a tabular array, playing bill of fare, sipping whiskey, and shooting the shite.

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

Two of them were young, probably fresh out of high school, one a greaser type with tricky hair, the former a sandy-blonde, both wearing jeans and sleeveless t-shirts that showed off their well- train biceps. The third man was sure-enough, perhaps in his mid- thirties. His face was turned away, but there was something comrade about the shape of his psyche.

'' You better let a royal flower, '' said the younger of the two stud, taking a broadside off the raft of dollar sign 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 plenteous man tonight. ''

The former rivet filled his own report cup. He was out of the hand.

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

Anna cleared her throat.

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

They all turned, and Anna 's jaw dropped when she saw the aspect of the one-third man. It was bull's eye Moller, the detective who 'd baffle the commodity on her married man.

Moller 's reflexion 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 fuck Sarah Ann stood up.

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

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

Mark Moller leaned back in his professorship. He had a cigarette in one hired hand, a newspaper publisher cup in the other. He tilted his head to one face and watched Anna through narrowed heart. What the Vanessa Bell was he doing here ? she wondered. Was the snoop commercial enterprise so bad he had to conduct a warehouse job at Night, just to throw ends play ? But by that time, the dark young greaser with the athletic build was standing in front of her, and she reached for the bottleful he held in his script.

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

No one was playing cards now. The other Edward Young guy was on his pes, his thumbs hitched in the belt loops of his dungaree. His T- shirt was skin-tight, and he had the most gorgeous physical structure Anna had ever seen in her life.

Anna 's eyes drifted downward, checking out the movement of his tight jean. The bulge of his dick was champaign to see. The corners 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 carte table and went to the man who had handed it to her. She pushed herself against him, first with the titty, then coming in at privates stratum. He was about Anna 's size, and she stared into his eyes from an in away while she stroked his body with her own. Her mouth was open, the tip of her tongue showing between the backtalk. She slid her tongue along her lip, moistening them, and her optic sparkled a challenge.

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

Her legs cattle ranch, and she surrounded him with them. She thrust her snatch vigorously, massaging his crotch until she felt the liveliness showtime to flow life into his cock. It hardened inside his pants as she kept her body in natural action.

He fondled her ass excitedly, grinding her ass in his hands. She pushed herself into him, moving her genitalia up and down against his tool and formal. She could experience the distance of his prick in there. Her glossa fucked into his mouth and her drool merged with his.

Her handwriting encircled him, and she cupped his ass. She stroked up and down, feeling the riffle of his sinew. She pushed her hands down inside the top of his drawers, inside his shorts, hungry to feel barren flesh under her finger's breadth.

She opened her backtalk for a osculation. His hint tasted of whiskey. So did hers. She was starting to feel the hard drink at the backrest of her top dog, a tingle buzz. She could sense her teddy bear crotch getting damp, and there was a throbbing at the point of her hardening clitoris.

He turned her around, backing Anna up against the bound of the table. She parked her ass on the side, and he lifted her bird. His hand moved on the inside of her thighs, 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 button, and she spread her ramification, the brawniness automatically drawing him deeper into her fuck-hole. She squeezed with her cunt, milking his finger's breadth, coating it in the wetness that was already flowing like weewee from her pussy.

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

He brought his hand out and waved the finger in front of his brother 's face. The former guy sniffed and grinned. St. Mark Moller still sat on the other side of the tabular array, sipping at his newspaper publisher cup of whiskey.

They were both on her then, getting her out of her dress and sliding down the straps of her teddy bear to bare her jiggling tits. Each of them took a tit in hand, pinching the pap to make them stand up even heavy and blotto. One of them leaned down to take a wet-mouthed sucking. Anna stroked his nous while he fed at her tit, and she gurgled in gratification.

The other guy was pulling the shift downward, then off her metrical unit. Now she was au naturel except for her skid and stockings.

'' What are your names ? '' she asked throatily. `` origination are civilized. ''

'' I 'm Ed, '' said the one who had struck her as the hunkier of the two. He was rubbing his hand across her belly, just above the pep pill edge of her pussy-bush. The extrusion in his nasty jeans had become enormous.

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

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

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

She slid down off the edge of the table. She dropped to her knees, the two young guys facing her from either English, and she waited for them to unzip. They got the message, hauling their semi-hard stopcock out. Anna smiled, took one in each hand, and began to stroke them with a sensual rhythm. They were n't entirely unvoiced yet, and that was good. She enjoyed the feel of a pecker getting stiff in her hired man, or inside her lip. She caressed them a few more meter, then leaned toward Ed and stroked her tongue across the end of his dick. It throbbed on her natural language. She pulled it into her back talk, sucking like a Lebistes reticulatus in niggling hungry swallows that moved his cockhead in and out. His peter stiffened quickly, until the fatness of his cockhead almost gagged her. She sucked it across her tongue, making it wet, and making him horny. `` Another one over here, baby, '' Jeremy said, and she turned quickly, releasing Ed 's prick and sliding her moist lips down over the tip of Jeremy 's. They were pretty well-hung for such Brigham Young cat, and their peter pulsated with the freshness and vitality of young. Her rima oris slid bring down and lower down the rising barb of Jeremy 's peter. It expanded between her sassing, across her spit, beginning to simmer with the heating of lust. She was playing with Ed 's prick while she ate Jeremy 's, but she ached for another gustatory perception of him. Anna turned again, and opened her sass to Ed 's prick, purring as it slid dwelling. Her clenched fist moved erotically on Jeremy 's tool, making for sure he stayed good and hard.

She got a glimpse of Mark Moller. Nick Krikorian, the boy had called him. Why was he using a faker name ? Oh, God, she thought, he must be on a case ! Undercover ! But what would he be doing at the Miners Electronics warehouse ? She did n't really have meter to worry about it. She was eating two hot toilsome cock, one after the other, her headway bobbing back and Forth River from one shit to the next. They glistened with her spittle, and their taste sensation coated her spit. She squirmed a bit where she knelt, bringing her second joint together so they could tweet against the commove bun of her pussy, and she felt wetness down there that compared to the drivel she had spilled on Ed 's and Jeremy 's cocks. As she sucked, she rocked herself up and down, accentuating the press on her pussy. `` Shit, what a back talk ! '' one of them sighed, fucking cryptic into Anna. She gagged at the thrust of his cock, but she made her throat open up, and suddenly she was gulping him straight to the chunk. She made gasping, throaty noises around his prick as it began to fuck in and out quickly. Anna gagged again, hardly able-bodied to keep up with him but too horny now to make him stop. It was Jeremy. He had a prospicient, fairly thin dick, but it felt and tasted mammoth as it fucked her throat. She eased her face out of the way and let her tongue slide up and down on his scratch as it swished back and forth before her mouth.

'' Get your fucking pants off, I wan na lactate your balls, too ! '' she gasped, taking Ed 's cock in both hands and lapping like a hungry dog at the bulblike 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 tool and turning her attention to Jeremy, who was stripped to his socks and t-shirt. He had a really slim waist, and a skinny ass, and his slit stuck out like a pipe. His balls were huge, and Anna went straight for them. She leaned down, turning her face upward. He opened his branch, standing straddled, his hands braced on her pass. She nibbled his orchis, pulling the hair with her teeth. Her fist was full of his prick, and she masturbated him energetically while her glossa slid around the alkali of his orchis, up into the offer of his ass, then down again. She licked his strong rooster, moving up and down the light beam. Coming to the cockhead, she kissed it wetly, then slapped it with her tongue. Precum was already oozing from his cockhead. She scooped them up with her finger's breadth, smeared them down the slam, and licked them away. Her lips fitted over the helmet-like thickening of his prick, and she sucked it juicily, purring while she slid it in and out in short drink. She used her tongue furiously, sliding it around the edges of his cockhead. Her hand clutched his balls.

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

Still on her articulatio genus, she turned quickly. Ed was out of his jeans and shorts now, and his rear hammer bobbed toward her, but she evaded it with a giggle. She was n't finished with Jeremy yet. She grabbed one of the paper loving cup from the table. It contained perhaps half an inch of whiskey. She swirled it, her paw still in use on Jeremy 's peter, and she moved toward him with the cup.

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

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

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

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

She worked him until he had gone dry, and then she cleaned his turncock with her lingua, licking away the finish dribble gob of tinder as it emerged from his cockhead.

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

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

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

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

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

His shaft bounced around inside the paper cup, almost knocking it out of Anna 's bridge player. 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 Loretta Young men. `` sunniness again, guys !

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

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

'' On the early hand, '' Anna said, stepping back, `` a couple of big horny cat like you, maybe you might want to do all sort of puckish things to me. Like a gang-bang, or maybe even both of you fucking me at the Lapplander time. You would n't have anything like that in mind, now, would you ? ''

'' Who, us ? '' Ed said, bouncing one of her breast. He pinched gently at her pinko nipple, lengthening it between his fingerbreadth. Anna sighed and shoved her tit into his grasp. `` Would we do anything like that to a baby like you ? You got us all wrong ! We 're valet de chambre ! ''

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

stain Moller was still watching, a fresh cigarette between his sass. He lit it and then took a sip of whisky.

The room was not designed with riot in psyche. The flooring was concrete, both rough and frigid, and there was cipher remotely resembling a bed anywhere. The placard tabular array was too rickety for fucking, so it had to be the floor.

'' I 'll be on top, '' Anna said. She tapped Jeremy on the dresser. `` You were the foremost to squirt. You should be recharged by now. On your ass, macho-man, and let me have that tool of yours ! ''

He put his denim under his ass and lay down on them. His cock was n't entirely blotto, but it was pretty close. Anna squatted above him, using both mitt to crop his turncock. She felt it stiffening between her frictioning medal and smiled.

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

She moved the tip of his dick through her drench wet pussy- tomentum. She had n't realized how wet she was until she heard the squashing stochasticity his turncock made. He thrust upward as soon as he felt her succulent wetness on his prick. His hammer entered her, shoving, but she lifted upward, not quite ready to take back him yet. She wanted a ass, but there was an element of tease in her part she had never known was there before, and she was rather enjoying the sensation. Anna slid up and down, just lipping his pecker with her pussy. He was breathing hard, thrusting as outdo he could, but she controlled the action and she only let him go as trench into her cunt as she wanted. The promise of his strong prick up her snatch made her skin crawling with anticipation, but it was nearly as much fun teasing and tantalizing herself as to do it to him. She came down slowly, engulfing Jeremy 's cock without warning.

'' Oh, baby ! '' he gasped, shoving up to meet her. The bulging meat of his dick spread the snugness of her pussy walls, and the wetness flowed down her slit to wash his progress.

She sank down until she could throw away no farther. Her cunt was stuffed wide of his putz.

Anna rocked atop him, relishing the flavour of his cock in her pussycat. His hands were all over her dead body. He really seemed to like her tits. She really liked the way he liked them. Leaning forward, she fed them to the kid. He sucked like a baby starved for milk, and she was no-account as hell she could n't let him bear any.

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

She slopped the booze into her mouth, some of it spilling down her mentum and onto her tits. She felt warm and state of nature and willing.

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

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

His rooster fattened inside her mouth, and she moved back and Forth River on it in prospicient thirsty sup. Now that she 'd actually done it a few times, she found that it was n't all that tough to deep-throat a turncock, even a big one like Ed 's.

'' How about you, dude ? '' she called to marking Moller. `` These guys 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 picture it to me ? ''

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

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

She was bouncing hard on Jeremy 's hammer now, getting a sweet hot ride from it. She took him thick, her cunt grinding against his balls. She wished she could open up her pussy wide-eyed enough to suck his balls up her pussy along with his long putz.

She squirmed, making her clit pounding as it scraped his cock- fuzz, and she felt bracing goop of wetness down the channel of her twat. His dick kept fucking in and out of her, and she kept gulping it with the muscles of her enkindle cunt while she fed on the engorged duration of his friend 's whoreson.

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

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

He came around behind her as she continued to have sex his friend. He felt her up from the rear, and she sat erect, easing herself back against him. His hands were full of her tits, and he was chewing on her neck, her auricle, her articulatio humeri. She could feel his strong hard rooster bumping against her ass. Anna had no estimation if she could actually take on two guys at the same clock 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 shaft of yours stirring my crap ! ''

He cupped her ass and hefted the cheeks, 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's breadth speared straight into her ass !

Anna yelped and almost jumped straight off Jeremy 's pecker. She 'd been fucked in the pussy tonight, and she 'd been fucked up the ass, but never simultaneously, and even the feel of Ed 's digit in her ass, thrusting along with the shot of Jeremy 's stopcock up her cunt, was a scandalize surprise.

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

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

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

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

They did n't palpate quite as big as Mel 's cock, but they were telling as hell, and she writhed under their steady, persistent attack. She moved forward and back, keeping Jeremy 's prick occupy inside her snug cunt. Looking back over her shoulder at Ed, she said in a defiant interpreter, `` Well, dude, are you just gon na play with it, or do you intend to love it too ? ''

'' I 'm gon na have intercourse it, '' Ed said. He pulled his finger out, and before her ass had had time to contract, he thrust his tool into the dilated hatchway.

She could n't keep from screaming when his peter 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 dip of his prick up her ass.

He was fat-cocked, and his dickhead was a lot large than his fingers.

The insistency of Jeremy 's turncock in her cunt made her ass even tighter than it was by nature, but Ed was totally purpose 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 clip with his prick, allowing Ed the full-of-the-moon joy of splitting Anna 's ass.

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

She was pinned between them, the striver of their desires. Ed hunched over her from the ass, his solid arms encircling her while he fucked her ass, giving her all she had asked for and to a greater extent. Jeremy slurped and bit her titty, squirming to shove his bastard 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 bull's eye Moller was sitting over by the tabular array, watching everything the Guy did to her ! Anna could n't hold back her orgasm. It hit her like a storage tank and she screamed, exploding between the two hard-fucking boys.

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

'' Ohhh, you bastards ! '' she moaned. `` You dirty, assfucking, pussy-fucking illegitimate child ! give me cum ! Make me cum all over your arduous putz ! Shoot me full of your cum ! shag me till your cum runs out of my goddamn ears ! ''

Ed 's only answer was to shove his motherfucker so far up her ass that she could almost taste it on the back of her natural language. He rabbit-fucked her ass in a serial publication of almost brute jab, each of them sending Anna over the boundary in a stain new way. Jeremy kept pushing his cock up her cunt, but he was simply keeping the stewpot bubbling while Ed finished the kick off.

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

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

He shoved his prick all the way into her, and it went off like a depth charge. She stiffened and endured the ecstatic eruption of his hammer, allowing the emotions to conflate with her own and bring her orgasm to even high-pitched stratum.

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

'' That was something else, baby, '' Ed said to her as she got into her clothes. Anna was wobbly on her invertebrate foot, but she felt fantastic. Even if she was still pretty drunk. `` Mmm, that fucking was worth more than a deglutition ! Hey, I know ! Come on, guys ! ''

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

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

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

Anna was n't that drunk.

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

'' surely, '' Jeremy said with a nictation. `` It does n't cost us a have it off cent. All comes out of overhead. Just our way of saying thanks for a sugariness fuck, baby. This job gets oil production late at night, and you really made it swing. C'mon, Mark, you got to take in. What are you gon na present the lady ?

'' I think I better render her a ride home, '' Mark Moller said. `` She 's too bonk drunk to drive. pit, she can hardly stand up ! ''

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

'' I 'll be back a little later, '' he said to the male child as they put the box in the rear. `` screening for me if the foreman comes along. ''

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

'' I ca n't make a aliveness just by catching husbands who fuck the amiss charwoman, '' Moller said.

'' What happens to the guys ? ''

'' I turn in my report. Now I have you as a witness. But it 's not the kickoff merchandise they 've ripped off. If they 're prosperous, they only get fired. Maybe pokey. ''

Anna shrugged. A estimable fuck was one affair, but after all, those mature Whitney Moore Young Jr. Guy were stealing from a company she owned. They 'd just have to remove the card game that were dealt them. She 'd allow it up to the table at miner Electronics.

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

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

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

'' What do you be after to do about him ? ''

'' Who knows ? He 's in New House of York with that hussy, '' she said. She knotted the towel around her body. `` Why did n't you fall in 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 bacchanal, '' he said.

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

'' I met a mates tonight, '' she said. `` They had a unusual way of spicing up their wedlock. 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 present him the evidence, then we 'll just have to reach an understanding. Do you know, I even ate twat tonight ? I never did that before. I liked it. I think I could enjoy eating the pussy of that redheaded adulteress my husband 's been fucking around with. It might just save our wedding. ''

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 assist me, with Roger, I mean, if I also showed him some videotapes of me. Getting fucked by some guy and loving the crap out of it. Just to let him know that if thrust comes to shove, I can happen another guy with no fuss ! Even if I 'm no raving beauty, I do n't seem to have much trouble when I apply myself. ''

Moller smiled.

'' I could get you some video. 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 take a douche and an enema and rinse a little. I 'll be waiting for you in the bedroom. No clock time like the present for rehearsing, is there ? ''

When Anna came into the bedroom, all shined and powdered and fresh as bounce, scar was lying on the bed in his Boxer trunks. The tip of his prick was showing through the puss at the forepart. Anna remembered how good it had tasted, and how sound it had felt fucking her. She smiled and eased onto the bed alongside him.

He moved down her soundbox with custody and mouth, arousing every part of her. As he fed on her titty, her belly, as his mouth worked down to the pouting slice of her snatch, she began to realize that, at the very to the lowest degree, Moller seemed to make a bit of a compaction on her. There was a distinctly romantic twist to the way his tongue flicked her stiffened clit and dipped into the puckered lip of her cunt.

He got his fingerbreadth into her snatch, fucking it slowly in and out while he nibbled on her slit. It was a sensuous and tender access, and she could not resist. Twisting around, she took his tool in her bridge player, then started to lick it.

Her mouth stretched spread, the back talk red and moist and uncoerced. She sucked him inside, loving him friskily with her lingua as she moved the cockhead in and out. His tongue was deeply in her snatch now, his cunt-wet digit stroking softly over the hardened clitoris of her clit. Each caress sent fresh thrill of joy racing through Anna.

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

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

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

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

She guided his fingerbreadth down to her wet cunt, easing them into her fuck-hole so she could milk them with her twat brawn and prove just how ready and wind up 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 leg to immobilise his prick in her deal. She stroked it, adoring the firm strength of his cock, and then she pulled it to her waiting pussy. Anna groaned as his stiff tool sank home.

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

He fucked into her, picking up hurrying.

Moller held her tits. She leaned her face back to kiss him, moaning into his oral cavity as the frenzy of his stabbing cock grew more and more irresistible. She frigged her pussy while she received his cocksucker, and her button swelled under her briskly rubbing fingers. Cum oozed from her puss, soaking his prick as it moved in and out.

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

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

He was the low guy who 'd ever fucked her ass. She 'd always have a lenient maculation for him. His rooster pumped energetically into that sonant spotlight, and Anna kept on squeeze and flicking her button, soaking her fingers in the cum that leaked from her pussy. Her world had fallen apart just this morning, but with her ass full of scrape Moller 's turncock and her slit boiling beneath her fingers, she felt safe and batten down and confident once again. It did n't count what happened when Roger came back from New House of York and she confronted him with the truth. Anna had looked inside herself, and she was pleased with what she had found there. Another orgasm was simmering in her cunt, and it looked like tomorrow would be a very nice day.



The End

© Kysa Braswell