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He jerked her head forward, pushing it just in front of his hot cock. He inched forward, laying the big tool onto her wet lips as his hands tore at her hair.

"Lick it!" he rasped. "Lick my big cock!"

Viola's tongue came out and fucked over the flaring tip of Don's prick. She could hear Albert groan as the first strokes of her tongue dragged across his sensitive cock-flesh.

"More, slut!" Don ordered. "Show Albert how talented you really are!"

Viola began tounging him harder, working her mouth over and around his drooling prick.

"Faster, baby, faster!" Don hissed. "Work all of it! Work my whole dick with your mouth and tongue!"

She sucked loudly on his big cock, moving the huge pole of hard flesh in and out of her head. Don moved too, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth as he played with her tits and her hair.

Albert buried his face in his hands as he listened to the slurping noises of his wife sucking another man's cock.

Swallowing the droplets of pre-cum, Viola's tongue began moving up and down Don's shaft. The pungent odor of his meat filled her nostrils. The matted remnants of their earlier fuck still clung to his prick, and the mingled flavor of his cum and her juice filled her throat.

Her breath grew short and labored as her hot tongue jabbed across his throbbing cock tube. Her fingers tickled his balls, stirring him into a lustful frenzy.

"Suck it!" he cried. "Take the whole fucking thing!" His hands came down to hold her head as he slid the length of his cock into her willing lips. She closed her mouth, caressing him in the warmth of her ruby-red lips. "Suck it! Suck my sweet cum!"

She inhaled, sucking the cream from his throbbing tool. The sperm-filled liquid rose in his balls, oozing out to coat her lapping tongue with its bitter-sweet flavor. And still she kept pulling, her cheeks collapsing as the last ounce of juice rose up into her moist, warm mouth.

Viola groaned.

And now he began pressing forward, working his cock deeper into the cavern of her mouth. His cockhead slipped in, drifting past the pearly baffler of her teeth to revel in the blissful caress of her frantically stroking tongue.

"Aaaahhhhh, yeah, baby, yeah!" he groaned. "It's good! Your fucking mouth is very, very goooood!"

"Oh, God, God, God," Albert moaned and wailed from the corner of the room.

"Look, Albert, look!" Don yelled. "Look how my meat goes into her mouth!"

And Albert looked. And once he started looking, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the erotic, fascinating scene.

Don's cock was thrusting into Viola with more force, his pace becoming rhythmic and fuck-like as the bliss of her mouth began to tingle the roots of his cock. More and more of his aching meat disappeared into her face as the crazed need of his passion overwhelmed him.

Albert's cock was now at full, aching erection. The sight of another prick being so thoroughly sucked was lighting in him a raging fire of lust. His hand fisted his dick as he searched his wife's body for some area of personal delight.

Like a robot, he stood and began tugging at his clothes.

"That's it, Albert," Don said. "Get with it! She's a cunt, Albert… let's bath fuck her!"

Albert moved to them, his eyes roaming his wife's fleshy body. He settled on her tits. He threw one leg over her kneeling form, and sat himself on the broad base of her hips. He then reached forward. Reaching around, he worked his hands under her and seized the dangling mounds of her tits.

He grabbed them cruelly, bundling the flesh in his hands as he stroked downwards. He milked her tits like two udders, delighting in the feel of her rubbery flesh as they bent and stretched in his hungry grasp.

"You're a cow," he spat, his hands still groping at her swinging flesh. "Cows must be milked!"

He trapped her tits in the palms of his hands and worked the thumb and forefinger of each hand down to grab her nipples. He twisted them viciously, rolling them in his fingers as though he actually expected some liquid to spill from them.

But liquid or not, he kept twisting, tearing at the firm buds of her nipples in sadistic delight.

Viola's chest ached from his harsh manipulations, but in spite of herself, she could not stop her nipples from growing hard. His fingers were arousing her sadistic nature, puffing them from some forgotten corner of her being.

The excitement of his fingers was combining with the excitement of his rock-hard cock as it burned into the flesh of her back. She could feel it dribbling on her flesh, triggering the flow of her juices as they spilled from her matted cunt.

Don's cock was also filling her with delight. His hot meat was spearing into her mouth, tickling at the back of her throat, as her tongue grew more alert to every taste and sensation.

Slowly the action became more hers than Don's as she began reaching her head out, hungering for the feel of his reaming meat. Her upper body swayed slightly, rocking her tits into Albert's hands.

"Fuck her, Albert! Throw your cock to her!"

Don chuckled as he watched Albert drop to his knees. He pushed himself forward, driving his meat into the spongy mass of his wife's pussy. He worked his cock into place, and with all the force of his burning hunger, drove his hips forward.

His cock slid in like a knife into butter. His head fell back as the tight walls of Viola's cunt clung to the veined surface of his throbbing prick. Her muscles closed around him, crumbling the last ounce of his already doubtful sanity.

And now Albert began moving. His cock began thrusting into her, burying into the moist oven of her cunt. The cock in her cunt from behind made Viola drive her mouth all the harder over Don's prick.

His body jerked in delight and surprise, caught off guard by the suddenness and eagerness of her lunging mouth. But his surprise quickly vanished as the actions of her mouth began to radiate through every cell in his body.

Her hips were churning and weaving, slamming over Albert's cock with all the fury of a bitch in heat. Every muscle in her belly was contracting to suck the life from his impaling tool. She rose and fell over him in firm, rhythmic strokes that struggled to drain his rupturing balls.

Her head was just as active. Her face lunged over Don's cock, her nose crashing into his furry groin as she swallowed every possible inch of his huge rod. She moved her face, screwing it wildly on his thick prick, her throat clutching and milking his meat like some tiny pussy.

Viola was in heaven. She could feel the rumblings of her come in the depths of her belly. She had two huge cocks driving into her, and she couldn't stop the innate lust for cum that was rising in her brain.

She rolled and flung her buttocks back against Albert's forward-driving shaft, feeling it deep in her belly, her mouth working harder and faster on Don's cock. He moaned and thrust desperately into her mouth, a wailing gasp tearing from his throat as the moment of his climax neared.

Viola was mewling and moaning like a depraved animal, totally abandoning herself to the feelings of two cocks sunk deep within her, about to flood her, drown her, consume her with gushing cum. Her hips swirled more wildly around Albert's prick.

Her own orgasm was building, building. It wouldn't be long now for any of them.

Suddenly, Don gave a loud, resounding grunt of release and he jammed his hips forward, burying his cock deep in her soft, warm throat. Her throat tightened and untightened as torrent after torrent of his burning jism gushed from his wildly jerking rod.

Viola didn't swallow Don's cum. She held the hot juice, letting her cheeks balloon with it. She was saving it, saving this other man's milky cum for a very special purpose. And then, behind her, Albert's fingers dug painfully into her hips, his nails drawing blood. He began to chant crazily, "I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming!"