Heather Brown - Hitchhike wife

Then, abruptly, I could feel Honeycutt's hot tongue pulling out of my cunt, his face leaving my ass. Instantaneously, my shimmying and wiggling stopped from the shock of his withdrawal. I anticipated the worst. Fear paralyzed me as something hard and round jabbed my backside. He had his gun out, I was sure. The games were over now. Honeycutt was a cop again.

I expected the stiff barrel to inch higher until it was plunked just under my ribs as before. But instead it moved downward, startling me when it unexpectedly began to slide down my ass. My God, was he planning to blow my cunt out of my body?

But there was something different about his gun. It wasn't as cold and impersonal as previously. It seemed warm. And it was bigger.

When it had traveled all the way down the ravine of my ass to the lips of my pussy, and nudgingly lingered there, it suddenly occurred to me that he wasn't pointing his gun at me at all. The blunt instrument that was now working its head inside my slobbering cunt was his stiff, throbbing cock!

"Oh, God, fuck me!" I cried out in relief, overjoyed at being screwed instead of being wasted. "Fill my cunt with your prick!"

"How do you know she hasn't got a booby-trap in there, Honeycutt?" Lambert chided from the vantage point of my tits. "This could be a trap after what she tried to do to us on the highway."

"If there's anything up there, I'll find it," Honeycutt panted. "I had dick-sensitivity training at the Highway Patrol academy."

For all intents and purposes Honeycutt might have been telling the truth about his educated cock. As he clasped my buns with his hands for support, he drove his prick to the limits of my cunt in one fell swoop. Incredibly, with the very first thrust, he gouged a pleasure point near the mouth of my cervix which sent my pussy fluttering. My body trembled from the stimulation of the most sensitive spot within my cunt.

"Oh, God, kill me… kill me…" I moaned uncontrollably, oblivious of the irony in my cock-induced whimpering. "Fuck me with your cock until it kills me!"

He answered by withdrawing his thick prick a few inches, and then ramming it back up my cunt to the hilt. The excess pussy-juice sprayed from my crotch as his balls slammed against my cunt-mouth. I met his second descent with twisting hips, wringing his hot, throbbing tool to its roots in my tight cunt.

Above, my tits were no longer enough for Lambert. I could feel his hot breath and hear him panting as he released my swollen jup and threw his hands to his fly. In a moment his Highway Patrol khakis were crumpled down to his Wellington boots, and almost ten inches of fiery hard-on was staring me in the face.

I expected his cock in my mouth momentarily, licking my lips in anticipation of its salty taste. But, instead, Lambert disappeared from view.

I couldn't imagine what was going on. Then, suddenly, behind me, there was a second probe added to the hilted one engorging my cunt. Lambert was pushing the head of his prick at my asshole. The ridged anal pucker flattened as he tried to get his prick inside. I could hear him snorting.

The two Highway Patrolmen had apparently done this before to stranded pedestrians, because they worked like the partners they were; I could feel the cock angling in my pussy, moving from left to right, as Honeycutt made room for Lambert. Coming in from the other side, Lambert's prick lanced at my asshole, the head moving under the lip of my asshole and chafing against the beginning of my delicate interior tissues.

Lambert's cock was so hard that with his hand guiding it, there was no way even the extreme tightness of my ass could deny its entry. Gradually his prick-head stretched my bung and worked its way inside me. The more it got in, the more I helped him, wiggling my ass in increasing excitement from every fractional inch of his penetration.

Within me the tunnel of my ass started to stretch out around Lambert's cock, and it slid like greased lightning up my ass-chute. All of a sudden two cocks were pumping inside me, divided only by a thin membrane, their pumping shafts rubbing hotly together within my fuck-racked body.

So pillaged by the two surging pricks was I that I lifted my head in the air and screamed. The exquisite agony of being double-fucked overwhelmed me. Orgasms were broiling inside me, charring the area from my navel all the way around between my thighs and up to my spine into sexual cinders.

Their pumping was unceasingly synchronized. First they stroked in perfect tandem. Then they tricked up the act, one of them partially withdrawing while the other plunged in to the hilt. When one hilted cock started to slide out, the other one took its turn in the maw of one of my gooey fuck-tunnels, slamming into the gushing core of my being.

Then Honeycutt's prick jerkingly missed a beat. The cum spurted like a gusher, swamping my pussy. Its hotness scalded my tissues. His sperm bubbled like molten lava. He buried his prick in me to the hilt and stayed there, spewing spurt after spurt of hot, sticky sperm into the furthest reaches of my convulsing cunt.

"Come in my ass," I begged Lambert greedily. "Now! Now! NOW!"

My ass sphincter desperately closed to its tightest around Lambert's prick, doing everything to make it explode. His cock began throbbing more than ever. Its girth bloated an extra inch in circumference, swollen with his impending wad.

Lambert pulled back just enough to be able to slam back into me with full force. As he charged his body back against my ass, I experienced one of the greatest thrills of my life. My butt muscles suctioned the sizzling cream from his prick into my asshole.

The raw excitement made me come and come and come, my body burning up inside. I grew increasingly dizzy, my senses reeling until my consciousness started to rapidly fade.

I dropped towards the pavement. My body was no longer under my control, only the twin cocks in my ass and cunt holding me up. But as their pricks stopped ejaculating and lost that extra fraction of total hardness, they started to slide out. My body slid loose and fell to the asphalt.

When I regained my senses, Honeycutt was straddling my chest. His ass rested on my squashed tits as he held his cock against my lips. When I opened my mouth, he pissed down my throat. Astonished at first, within a moment I couldn't believe how hot and sweet his piss was.

Between my forcibly spread legs Lambert was eating my cunt, lapping up his partner's sperm. As he licked away, my pussy heated up all over again, nowhere near satisfied yet.

My coming picked up where it had left off before I had passed out. Greedily I grabbed for Honeycutt's dribbling cock, lapping away the last drops of his hot piss while I worked my lips over the head. I seized his ass, pulling him closer.

My fingers seized his balls, vigorously pumping them for more cum. His piss had been sweet, but not half as succulent as I knew a load of his fuck-juice down my throat would be.

Before his prick had time to wilt, my mouth was sliding over it like a cunt, leaving Honeycutt no control over the use of his meat. His balls came alive in my kneading grip, gurgling with renewed vigor, the manufacture of fresh sperm churning them.

Between my legs, Lambert removed his face. He shifted his body so his cock slid into the well of my thighs. On top of me in the standard fucking position, he guided his prick into my waiting cunt. His face rested on my squashed, throbbing tits, licking my nipples while he looked straight at his partner's dick going in and out of my mouth.

Honeycutt and Lambert were just as good at fucking my mouth and pussy in tandem as they had been in their prior holes. I was oblivious to the rough pavement scraping my back as I writhed on the highway, the willing prisoner of the two fuck sticks within me.

Wrapping my legs around Lambert's waist, I brought him even closer to me. His loins slammed against me as we fucked.