John Douglas - Wild cherry

"Who was it?" she grunted, flexing her buttocks in expectation.

I pressed down, forcing the head through the tight sphincter and feeling the incredible heat of her colon about my glans.

"Uuuuhhhhhh!" she groaned. "It does hurt! But don't stop!"

"I won't!" I promised. "That was a telegram." I gave her another inch and waited for the intestinal muscles to relax. "From your mother!" I shoved another inch into the gripping sleeve.

"Aaannnggghhh!" Her face buried more firmly against the bed and her ass shook with the strain of acceptance. "What did she want?"

My buttocks clenched and another three inches filled her anal canal, spreading the membranes into a quivering encirclement. I was halfway in.

"Ohhhhh! Damnnnnn!" she whimpered, her fingers clawing at the bed in desperation. "It feels like you're splitting me open!"

"Want me to stop?"

"Hell, no!" Her ass lifted, feeding another inch of that hot grip onto my cock. "I want it all! What did Mother want?"

"They've decided to stay another week," I told her. "She won't be here until Monday week."

She gave a gasp and her muscles seemed to suddenly relax. With a moan of pleasure I slid my prick into her until my balls were cradled in the wet lips of her splayed cunt. She flexed her ass around my stiffness.

"Jesus!" she whispered. "I'm glad!"

I pulled my cock almost out of that delicious grip and eased it back again, feeling the hot churning as the head forced its way through the resisting channel.

"I'll probably fuck you to death!" I teased, stroking into her a second time. Her hips caught the rhythm and began to move in concert with my pumping. My prick slid in and out with increasingly enjoyable strokes, each one making her grunt.

"Uuuhhh! If it feels -uuuhhh! – like this… uuuhh! You can fuck… Uuuhhhh! Uuuuhhh! Uuuuhhh! Ohhhhh, Damn!Uncle Steve! Ooohhhh! I'm gonna come!" I wrapped my arms about her undulating waist and grabbed those luscious breasts for leverage, driving fast and hard into the flexing channel of her ass, my belly whacking her buttocks, my mind busy with thoughts of the next seven days.

It promised to be quite a week!