Robert Jenkins - Loose wife

She watched Hal slide another finger up into Anne's twat. The redhead's thick pussy-lips pouted, opening to admit the second finger. Anne spread her legs a little wider, shifting her slightly, obviously making more room up inside her cunt for Hal's twin probes.

Jill was aware of Harry's hand, moving sensually over her own ass. She suddenly realized his hand was up underneath her skirt, right against her panties! But she also realized she didn't care. As long as she couldn't see Harry's face, it was all right. Anything he wanted to do to her was all right.

Harry reached around in front of Jill, his hand still underneath her skirt. She quivered a little when his hand slipped underneath the waistband of her panties, but she did nothing to stop him.

Harry laughed silently to himself. It had been a good idea to let this stuck-up bitch watch Anne and her old man get it on. She was heating up like an over stoked wood stove, he thought as his fingertips reached Jill's pussy hair.

The brunette was bending forward a little as she watched the panting naked couple on the couch. Harry had to bend a little at the knees to move his hand lower down the face of Jill's crotch.

Triumphantly, he felt the furry softness open up. Jill's pussy-slit was under his middle finger. The tendrils of curly hair parted, and a moment later his finger dipped into her slit. Jesus, but the bitch was wet!

Jill's breath caught in her throat as she felt Harry's fingertip slip into her quiveringly hot gash. She felt hot, dizzy, overcome with passion. Her eyes misted, shutting out the sight of Anne and Hal for a moment. Did she really want to do this? Did she really want. Harry's finger up her twat? Because, if she permitted him to do this, he most certainly was going to want to fuck her!

"Oh… the hell with it!" Jill murmured to herself.

As long as she couldn't see him, as long as she couldn't see that stupid leer on his arrogant face, it was all right. He certainly knew how to use his finger!

"Ooooohhhh," Jill moaned as Harry lightly flicked the tip of her clit. A searing wave of pleasure shot through her cunt.

Fighting for balance, Jill parted her shaky legs, opening up her cunt to Harry's rummaging finger. He leered triumphantly behind her. Now he knew he had her. Once he got a woman to open her legs to him, she was his!

But Jill was paying very little attention to Harry. Oh, his hands felt good, one mauling her tits, the other stuck up between her pussy-lips. But what fascinated her the most was Anne and Hal.

Anne, obviously ready to fuck, groped for Hal's crotch. Her fingers closed around his rigid cock.

"Oh!" he exclaimed shakily. "Your prick's so nice and big!"

Jill watched her husband's face contort as Anne began stroking his cock. She'd seen that look before, when she herself had touched his bone-hard prick. She knew she should be jealous to see another woman fondling her husband's hard meat, but oddly enough it excited her wildly. She wished Anne and Hal would stop playing around and start fucking!

Jill realized she might feel differently if she'd been standing there all alone, watching her husband make love to another woman. But with a man's hands on her own body, with her tits throbbing with pleasure and her pussy-slit full of hotly stroking finger, the sight only inflamed her.

She heard the sound of an opening ripper behind her. Jill's breath caught in her throat again. That sound could mean only one thing. Harry was taking his cock out!

Jill stared down at Anne's hand wrapped around her husband's prick. Her own fingers twitched hungrily. Not letting herself think about it too much, she reached around behind her, groping. She felt Harry's hand guiding hers. A moment later, her fingers closed around a hot, puking cock.

What a nice cock Harry had! At least a big as Hal's! Hard and thick enough, maybe even a little too thick, with a smooth tapering had.

Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all! Harry had been taken by surprise when Jill groped back for his cock. He'd thought he was going to have to more or less sneak it up to her cunt. He'd cursed silently when his zipper made so much noise.

But this weird, crazy bitch was now taking the initiative. She had to really be getting off on watching her husband making it with Anne!

Harry began to lose some of his cool as his cock heated up under Jill's eager stroking. He bent forward a little more, and was finally able to shove his finger a little way up Jill's pussy-hole. He felt her cunt open up to receive him, hot and wet, tight as he had hoped.

"Aaaaaahhhh," Jill moaned, her legs quivering as she felt her cunt quickly fill with finger. Her hand spasmed around Harry's cock, making him flinch.

Jill was becoming so excited she felt as if she were looking through a fog. Her hips began pumping a little, pushing her cunt down against Harry's finger. But it was hard to move, with both his arms circled around her body from the back, his body pushed against hers. She could barely grab hold of his cock, there was so little space between them.

Then Jill saw Hal pull his fingers from Anne's cunt. She could see they were shiny with the other woman's pussy juice. When Hal took hold of Anne's hips, to position her, his fingers left a sticky trail on the redhead's smooth, flushed skin.

He was going to fuck her! Jill realized. She watched her husband crawl into place over the other woman, his cock swaying and dancing stiffly. Anne's thighs were wide open, her crotch gaping up at Hal. Jill could see the pussy juice bubbling out of the other woman's cunt, soaking into her red beaver, smearing the insides of her thighs.

Jill held her breath, conscious of Harry's slowly moving finger up inside her own cunt as she watched Hal place the tip of his cock against the opening of Anne's waiting watch. She saw the bulbous cock-tip slide up inside. Saw the look of almost stunned pleasure cross over Anne's lovely features.

"Oooohhhh," the redhead moaned. "It's good. Feels so good up inside my cunt!"

Anne's lithe anus rose to circle Hal's body, pulling him down against her nude form. Hal's cock disappeared from sight. All Jill could see now was his ass muscles flexing as ho started fucking into Anne's cunt. The redhead began to move, too, her hips undulating sensually up against Hal's pumping loins.

An enormous lust swept over Jill. "Jesus, when am you going to fuck me?" she hissed back over her shoulder.

Harry was once again taken by surprise. God, what an exasperating woman! One moment all ice, the next, begging for cock! Well, he had plenty of cock to give her. She was now talking a language he could understand.

"There's another couch over there, baby. Let's get to it!" he panted.

"No! I want it right here! Standing up and watching them fuck!"

Harry's eyebrows raised. Then a slow smile twisted his coarse face.

"You bet yer ass, honey," he snickered. Taking his finger out of Jill's snug cunt, Harry bent down and peeled the brunette's wispy panties down her legs. The crotch was soaked through with the aroused woman's pussy juice. She languidly lifted first one foot, then the other, allowing Harry to completely remove her panties. Then Harry bent her forward.

"You just get a good long look at the way your old man's fucking my old lady," he snickered. "And hang on tight, baby, 'cause you're gonna get one hell of a cuntful of cock!"

Jill realized Harry was being crude again. He could be as crude as he wanted as long as he kept his promise to stuff her seething cunt full of cock.

She spread her legs a little wider, opening her thighs, shoving her ass lewdly back towards the grinning man.

Harry placed his hands on Jill's ass-cheeks, after he'd pulled her dress up high, tucking it in at the waist. Her richly curved buns were naked before him. Up underneath, where her hill thighs met, he could make out her pussy hair, puffing invitingly back between her thighs.