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Helpless to object further, she felt Hartman crawl between their legs; then
his heatedly pulsing cock was sliding into her wetly waiting cuntal sheath,
filling her as she had never been filled before. It was an exquisite
sensation that made her imagine that her entire body was nothing but a
receptacle for hotly throbbing man-cock. She moaned with an heretofore unfelt
passion, "Oh, God! Don't make me wait! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Both of you!"
Then she was being buffeted from above and below, both long, virile penises
moving in her with a wildness that knew no equal, and she matched that
wildness as she wantonly bucked her hips upward against Arthur to absorb all
of his deep-plunging cock into her gratefully quivering pussy, then fucked
downward against her husband to feel his wildly pulsating shaft move deep in
the hot tightness of her anal passage. It was all so heady, so ridden with
erotically delicious sensations that her sense began to desert her one by
one, eyes dimming with rapture and ears buzzing and unhearing, but leaving
her feeling it all ... the only important sense upon which she concentrated,
the coursing, electric sensations of sensual sexuality as she was fucked in
the anus, fucked in the cunt ... and fucked into sweet oblivion.
Jack Keller, slamming his eagerly thickened penis deep into Annabelle's hotly
receptive vagina from behind, brought the platinum blonde to her first orgasm
while she was still voraciously sucking on Bruce Holcombe's long rigid cock;
then, only moments later, his own climax had pumped through the rock-hard rod
of his penis to spew his white hot sperm deep up inside her heatedly
convulsing cuntal channel. Wild to drive toward his own ejaculation, Bruce
drove Jack away, saying, "Okay, Jack, you've had her! Now it's my turn to get
into her!" Kneeling up, he pulled his thickly vibrating cock out of
Annabelle's soft nibbling mouth, and even as Jack withdrew his still spewing
penis from her fully opened cuntal mouth, Bruce was turning the naked blonde
on her back and shoving his impatiently jerking cock deep into her moistly
seething pussy. Insanely, he fucked into her, pounding his pulsating thick
penis deep and hard with desperate strength ... and Annabelle came again, and
within moments, still another time, just ahead
of his own hotly spewing ejaculation.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa cummmmmmmmmmmmiiiiiinnngg!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhh!"
Bruce collapsed wearily on top of her with a grunt of satisfaction.
"Christ! What a woman!"
Hugo Foxx had been kissing Phyllis Hartman, fondling and caressing her
proudly naked breasts as she sat spread-legged in the chair while the
kneeling Stanley Townsend tongue-fucked her to ecstatic heights of passion.
Her hips were wantonly writhing up against the wetly stimulating tongue when
suddenly she twisted her head aside to break Hugo's deep, tongue-probing
kiss. She gasped, "God, that's enough, Stan! I've got to have your cock in my
pussy now! I want you to fuck me!"
Townsend raised his head, and she slid from the chair down to the rug, with
her thighs spread lewdly wide to receive him. Eagerly her hands reached down
to grasp his long thin penis as he moved up between her legs. Without
pausing, she guided his heatedly pulsating penis straight into her wetly
demanding cunt and then her hands went around to his naked buttocks to pull
him hard and tight into her feverish young loins. "Now!" she gasped. "Fuck me
... with everything you've got!"
Going down to the rug beside her, Hugo intended to have her suck him off at
the same time, but his attention was diverted momentarily to his wife,
Annabelle, who had just screamed out her climax under Bruce Holcombe's wildly
pounding penis. He had been watching her covertly all the while, as she had
acted with uncharacteristic wantonness with the two virile men. Hugo's pale
blue eyes flashed with jealousy and an unwarranted injured pride. He was so
inured to a double standard of behavior that he found it difficult to
tolerate her brazen actions. She's acting like a little tramp! But, God
damn it, I'll teach her a thing or two when I get her home!
Then his gaze shifted to watch what was happening to Virginia. The three
figures lewdly writhing there on the mattress claimed his entire attention.
The salacious spectacle he was watching of two men fucking the same woman at
once was something he, himself, had always wanted to do. The previously
innocent young wife was in the middle, her tight little anus filled with long
thick cock, while above her Art Hartman was slamming his massively hardened
shaft into her wetly sucking cunt. And she was lewdly screaming out an
invitation to both men to fuck her harder and deeper. Damn! The guy on the
bottom's got to be her husband!
The voyeur in him took charge, and he forgot all about Phyllis and Stan until
Phyllis began screaming out her orgasmic release. He looked down at her
passion-distorted face as she climaxed under Stan's wildly thrusting cock. He
knew from the way Townsend's wetly glistening penis was jackhammering into
her that he was just about ready to shoot his cum deep into Art's wife's
squirming pussy. Then, as Phyllis shuddered spasmodically and moaned her
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