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As Tara pressed her face into the delicious messiness of that just-fucked cunt, sucking from it the thick and sticky come just placed there by the cock of her husband, Kathy writhed in welcome torment and release, coming again and again. She seemed in a trance when at last Tara moved up to lay between her and Jerry, kissing each with lips made sticky by come. But Kathy was the first to speak.

"I guess it's just getting through to me that both of you really dig seeing the other fuck somebody else," she said thoughtfully. "But don't you ever worry that it'll break up your marriage?"

"Not at all," Jerry responded. "You see, we talked it over, agreed we were getting a little bored with one another, and just decided to get in some real fucking while we're young."

"Which means, of course, that the other night in the motel – all of us fucking – didn't just happen because we got carried away," Kathy said in a voice still dreamy. "You had it all planned. Just like you had this planned."

Tara had one hand on Jerry's cock, the other resting lightly on Kathy's pussy. She smiled at the blonde.

"Of course we had it planned. We've got lots of plans."

Tara, wearing a gray net pullover that clung invitingly to the ripe fullness of her large tits and thrusting nipples, stepped through the door and let her dark eyes wander meaningfully down to the front of Wayne's trousers and his cock. The pullover was tucked into the belted waistband of a slightly darker skirt that seemed molded to her flaring hips and statuesque thighs, and she had to fight the desire to laugh as she saw Wayne's eyes drop almost automatically to the slope of her cunt.

"Kathy is out shopping," he said, blushing furiously as he realized she knew exactly where his eyes were focused. "She won't be back for at least a couple of hours."

Tara closed the door and stepped into the living room that was almost identical to her own but with less expensive furniture. Her eyes were lidded as she laughed and reached out to lightly touch his cock.

"Kathy shouldn't leave a stud like you alone that long," she said, her fingers moving more insistently against his prick as she felt it grow hard. "You and I could do a lot of fucking in a couple of hours."

Wayne's face and neck turned deep red above the tight-fitting white tee-shirt he wore, and he took a small step backward, but he made no attempt to remove her hand from his prick. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides.

"Tara, I… I just can't get into that anymore," he stammered, and with one hand he reached up to brush nervously at his somewhat long brown hair, though not a strand of it was out of place. "What we all did last week was just a mistake. Kathy and I agreed we just don't want to be involved in that anymore."

Tara laughed throatily, her big tits bobbing beneath their revealing cover, and she was fumbling with his zipper as she stepped very close to him. There was sheer excitement in being the aggressor.

"If the fucking you gave me was done by mistake," she purred, her fingers now finding the hot shaft of his big cock, tugging it free, "I'd sure like to see how you fuck when you're fucking on purpose. All week I've remembered how it felt having your big prick stuffing my pussy."

Wayne took a deep, shuddering breath.

"I've thought a lot about how good it was fucking you, too. I've even been fucking Kathy, some of the time, and pretending to myself that I was fucking you again," he admitted then, his hands going to her well-curved ass to reveal which way he had decided. "But if Kathy ever finds out about that, I'm really going to catch hell."

Tara smiled inwardly, her cunt warmly glowing with the approach of success, and she laughed softly as she kissed him on the lips. Her hand slid inside his open fly and formed a cup under his nuts.

"What you're going to catch from me will be heaven, not hell," she promised him, letting her ass roll sexily in his hands while her own fingers caressed his heavy, hairy balls. "I'm going to do things to that big cock you've never imagined. I'm going to show you what you're missing by keeping that prick from me."

"I'm not keeping my prick from you now. Not now, baby!" he said then, suddenly supremely confident, and his hands, leaving her ass, slipped under her net pullover and covered her bit tits. He kissed her, with his tongue sliding between her lips, and then he said, "I'm going to let you have it right between these beautiful boobs. Just lay my prick there and fuck you between the tits and come right in your face."

He tugged the net pullover abruptly upward, baring the exquisite peaks of her large tits, and bending his knees slightly as he lowered his head, began sucking greedily at first one nipple and then the other. Tara put one hand on the back of his head and held him until her knees were trembling, and then she pulled away.

"Take me in the bedroom and fuck me, then!" she said in a voice that surprised her because of its pleading tone. "Fuck me all the ways you've been dreaming about!"

In the small, sparsely furnished bedroom she smiled triumphantly at herself in the mirror above the dresser and watched with growing excitement as Wayne quickly shed his clothes, baring the young body that she remembered as so beautifully muscled. She bent and touched her lips to the head of his cock before removing her own.

The pullover tousled her long hair as she drew it over her head to reveal her large firm tits, and because she knew her knee-high suede boots added to the sexiness of her lithe body, she shed her skirt without removing those. Her smoky grey nylons were the kind that needed no garter belt, and her tiny panties were as thin and as revealing as a wisp of grey smoke, enhancing rather than concealing the hairy beauty of her cunt. Wayne put one hand between her thighs and on her cunt as he kissed her harshly and pressed her down onto the bed.

"Your pussy is just as warm and as wet as I remember it. I can feel the heat pumping and the juices flowing, even through your panties," he said thickly, his hand moving eagerly over her pussy, his large cock hot and hard against her naked leg. "It's so wet, it feels like you're already coming."

"I am coming! I'm a girl who comes very easily." Her voice almost cracked. "And I want you cowing, too! I want you coming exactly the way you just described it – between my tits and in my face and mouth!"

Wayne needed no more encouragement than that. His eyes were shining with purest excitement as he kissed her once again deeply on the mouth, and his hands were sweating slightly as they cupped and held her big tits while he once again paused to suck greedily at her rigid, throbbing nipples. His cock felt harder than ever as he slipped from between her long legs and moved up to straddle her naked upper body. She luxuriated in the feeling of his hairy balls dragging warmly over her smooth, flat belly.

"You wanted this cock and now you've got it, so lick it and suck it!" he said, looking down at her as he knelt with one knee on each side of her, his long thick cock settling into the soft valley between her bit tits. He thrust a pillow under her head and, swinging his hips forward so that the head of his cock inched closer to her lips, ordered, "Let me see and feel your lips and tongue working on my prick."

Tara had put one hand over her cunt, rubbing at it through her thin panties to continue the excitement caused by the hand he had removed. Now she took that hand from her pussy. She eased both hands up between his thighs and her naked breasts. She put her hands on the swelling outer curves of her tits and pressed inward, closing her tits softly around his cock. She slowly began moving her tits back and forth.

"You'll feel my tongue and lips sucking you off soon enough," she said, laughing softly as she felt him shudder. "But don't you also like fucking my titties? Aren't they warmer and softer than any pussy you've ever had around that big cock?"