Victoria Parker - Balling eager wife

Dave backed up on his knees, catching his breath.

Anne was above him, huffing, puffing, feeling the beauty of her glowing cum.

Dave reached up and stripped her pink panties down her legs, her knees, and over her heels. Anne two-stepped so be could yank them off. He kissed them fondly, then looked up at her as his tongue licked the inside crotch of the panties.

"I'll keep these and jack off in them later," he whispered.

"You do that. You do that, and let me watch when you do," Anne said.

He pulled Anne down to the bathroom carpet. She was on her knees. They kissed wildly Dave grabbed at her ass. His hard prick slapped against her belly. He pushed Anne down, took her to the floor. She lay on her back, her legs spread. He got up over her.

His cock wobbled. The big red prickhead was shiny and dripped with creamy cum-goo. He lowered his body to hers.

Anne reached up and fisted his hard cock. She guided the thumping hard-on, to her cunt.

She opened her legs wider.

Dave fucked forward. His cock slid into her pussy.

"Oh, baby," he panted.

"Oooo," Anne whispered.

He started a slow fuck-stroke, up and down, fucking his big prick in and out of her pussy.

Anne tucked her chin to her collarbone and looked down to watch the slick and slide of his throbbing prick fucking her pussy.

"We're fuckin' again," Dave whimpered.

"You're damn right we are," Anne answered.

"God, I love fuckin' you, honey."

"Good, come on… fuck it… fuck me! Nail my pussy down!" Anne chanted. Dave's ass pumped and bumped. Anne watched with glee, seeing her husband fuck up and down. She loved the sight of his big cock fucking in and out of her cunt.

His balls slapped against her ass like two hard-boiled eggs. His balls were smacking, spanking, whacking against her ass with each hot fuck-stroke.

"Your balls are bangin' up against my ass," Anne commented.

Dave loved her fuck poetry, loved her when she talked to him like this. Her naughty words inflamed him. He fucked faster and harder on top of her.

"You're the best fuck in the whole damn world, Anne," he panted.

"You're good… you fuck me good," she said.

"Oh, Goddamn!" Dave puffed.

His ass thumped like a jackhammer. His cock fucked in and out of her pussy. Anne scissored her legs around his fucking body, lifting her heels in the air, hooking her legs, consuming him, taking all his hard cock up to his balls with each stroke.

"I love fuckin' you," Dave sobbed.

"Then fuck me… fuck me… fuck me and nail my pussy down, damn it!"

He did. He was like a fucking wild man, screwing his pretty wife to the bathroom floor.

She looked good in the tight merrywidow. Her nyloned legs were hooked around him. Her white heels were in the air, and her big tits were flopping. She fucked back to meet him, bucked up, taking his cock with each thrust, then rolled her ass off the floor, bumping her pussy at his punching prick.

His balls swatted Anne's ass. His cock fucked her pussy. Anne's pussy-lips sealed around the fucking prick, and her excellent use of muscles made her cunt-slit pinch his big prick.

"You love to fuck, don't you, Anne?" he panted.

"You're damn right."

"You'd drop your panties anytime for a good hard cock, wouldn't you?"

"Yeah, I would."

"You love a hard prick, don't you?"

"Yeah, I love hard pricks. I was made for fuckin' hard pricks," she panted.

Dave was fucking faster now, as if he were doing forty quick push-ups-short rabbit jabs. His cock punched, sawed, fucked her cunt hotly, blushing with heat, finally squirting in her.

"It's startin' to squirt in me," Anne whimpered.

"I'm gonna cum, honey," Dave huffed.

"Come on, get it, fuck me, fuck off," she encouraged hotly.

Dave came. His cock erupted a huge, thick stream of hot cream into Anne's pussy.

"Ah, mmmfff… oh, oh, oh, ahhh, shit!" he babbled, as his cock spat out his hot load.

Anne felt the crackerjack titillation of sweet climax slip through her. She bucked her ass off the floor, screwed her hips around and around at the throbbing, spitting prick.

"I'm cumin'!" she cried.

"I'm cummin' with you, Anne!" he answered.

And they did, there on the bathroom floor… the lovers locked together in fucking paradise in their new home in Paradise Beach.

"I love you," Dave sobbed.

They lay crumpled and panting on the bathroom floor.

Dave fucked off his last juice.

Anne's pussy closed tightly on his softening cock.

"Darling," he panted. "Yes?"

"I'd love to watch you fuck," he said. "You would?"

"God, yes. I'd love to see you fuck. That would really excite me."

"My, my," she teased. "Wanna see me fuck a hard prick, huh?"

"Yeah, I'd like to see you fuck a hard prick, and I'd like to take pictures of you doing it."

"Oooo," Anne cooed. "Really?"

"Damn right."

"Sounds exciting."

"You're the one who's exciting. There's no better fuck in the world than you, Anne."

Dave pulled her to him, kissed her jizzy red lips, his tongue speaking to her in slapping spit. He speared his finger, into her pussy.

The wet juices slicked against his finger as he slipped it into her cunt. He felt as though he'd just stuck his finger into a hot-buttered muffin.

He broke the kiss and immediately trailed his tongue down her neck and onto her big tits. He wiggled the tip of his tongue over her nipples, then cupped each big tit in both hands, squeezed and sucked them into his mouth.

Anne watched his greedy moves. She smiled at his intensity.

He lifted her off the floor. "Get on your hands and knees," he said.

Anne placed her gorgeous body in the pose he had requested, on her hands and knees, her ass spreading beautifully from the tight merrywidow, the straps of her garters cutting into her ass cheeks and along her hot, lush thighs. Her tits hung like two ripe melons.

Dave cupped her ass cheeks in his hands. His cock banged to a hard-on. He caressed her fine ass. Then he fastened his face into the crack, licking his tongue up and down the furry line.

"Oooo, God!" Anne gasped. "What are you doin', baby?"

"Fuckin' your ass with my tongue."

"I… I guess you are!" Dave's tongue waned in a wild flutter, slicking up and down the crack of her ass, sending a new thrill through his lovely wife.

She felt pangs of biting pleasure as he manipulated his tongue as an artist might use his brush, painting wild, wet strokes up and down her ass-crack.

"Oh, jeez!" Anne gulped.

"I'm tongue-fuckin' your ass, Anne," Dave panted.

"Yeah, do it… tongue-fuck my ass."

Then Dave sent his tongue flicking at her asshole.

"Ooooo, mmmm, whew!" Anne gulped.

His tongue slapped, swirled and twirled against Anne's asshole. He sent his tongue right up in there. He gave her a wild twiddle, then a circular slurp, a wild twitter, then a rotating swish.

He was on his hands and knees behind Anne, snacking on her ass, his tongue hard, wet, wide, rimming her, sending shivers of sweet delight shuddering through her whole body.

She reached between her legs, now in a three point stance – one hand on the floor, her knees on the floor – and her other hand went to her pussy. She flicked her cunt-lips with her fingertips, then slid a finger in her cunt and diddled herself.

Dave went to a three-pointed stance too. He clutched his stiff cock, which was bending, curling up in a sweet-looking erection.

Anne looked into the full-length mirror against the other wall, saw them on their hands and knees. She watched Dave bury his face in the crease of her ass, saw his head wobbling, saw him jacking his hand on his prick.

The sight excited her.

"Fuck my ass, baby… rim me, and jack yourself off," Anne cooed.