John Friday - Tormented widow in bondage

Jizz glossed her clinging lips and dripped down on her tits. Pearly drops beaded on her nipples and still he kept cumming, pumping more in with thrusts that jarred her head and rattled her senses.

Rita dropped a hand into her lap and fiddled her clit to insure her own climax. She swiveled her hips and felt the sinewy muscles of her anxious cunt writhe. She didn't stop with draining his cock, Rita went on sucking and slurping long after his fountain of lewd pleasure ran dry.

Leaning back as his long cock began to weaken, she said, "Fuck me, Doc! Let me thrill that big fucker with a pussy that's on fire!”

She stretched out on the narrow metal bunk, not minding that the mattress was lumpy and rough against her bare skin. The welts from her whipping still tingled with residual pain. Rita gritted her teeth and gazed longingly at his big rubbery prick. That huge pillar of pleasure would soon hammer all sense of pain from her head.

"Do it," she pleaded. "I know you've always wanted to.” "Yes, but don't think my lust for you will cure everything. It's going to take me a long time to forget all you did to me." Doc steadied his cock with one hand, stroking the long prickshaft and swaying the cockhead toward her face.

Doc grinned and started to piss. The acidic yellow rain splashed in her eyes, stung her lids and dribbled into her nose. It was an awful indignity, but Rita forced herself to remain calm. She focused her mind on the glowing warmth as he turned the stream on her luscious big tits. There was something quite perversely exciting about being pissed on.

Doc wagged his long ram to shake off the last glittering drop and climbed up on the bed with her. He hunched on knees planted outside of her creamy smooth thighs reddened with welts.

"Ooooh, nnnnoooo… let me spread my legs!” "That would make it too easy. I want to keep your cunt nice and tight. If I don't enjoy fucking you more than I did Reggie, I could still have you sent to jail.” "Ungh," she moaned. That threat would always be hanging over her head.

Doc stroked his cock hard and ground its rubbery soft head on her clit. Rita squirmed, both anxious and fearful. He wet her tawny-haired cuntslit by sparking hot pleasure into her bulging bud of sex nerves.

"We're going to keep your cunt hair trimmed as a W," he said, "W for whore. W for wife. W for Watson, Your pussy belongs to me! It will delight me, or I'll give it to a pack of dogs.”

“Yes, dear! But I'll never fail you. I'll make you love my pussy! I'll thrill your cock in a hundred new ways!”

Doc's scarred face grinned. "Just look around this cell and remember what's waiting if I ever tire of your ripe body.”

Rita shuddered. His bony knees kept her thighs clamped together and he was pushing his cock in. She groaned. It seemed to be tearing her tender flesh.

His twisted grin widened with delight. Her juicy cunt slit seethed and squirmed, enveloping him in wringing damp warmth. He leaned down and bored in half his length, enough to make her blue-green eyes water.

"Enough," she whined. "Jeeezus, I can't take any more with my legs clamped together.” "You will never get enough," Doc said. "I know what a greedy bitch you are. No matter how much you have you will always want more!” "Yyyyeeesss!" she cried. "Giveittome! Give me all you've got!" He fucked in, driving and twisting his long thick stalk in her tight hollow of simmering heat. "Hhiihoooo!" she gasped with eyes flared wide, "Ooooh, God… it's a pussy killer!” "And you love it!” "Yes, I do! Fuck me, Doc. Do it hard. Fuck me to death!”

Watson reared up and stabbed her again, grinding his hairless loins on her W-shaped bush of tawny cunt hair. "You're such a gorgeous bitch! I'm going to like having you as my loving wife and helpless slave!” "I don't care what you do to me as long as I can feel your cock! It's the best I've ever had. It's the dream fuck I've always wanted!”

Doc chuckled and hammered down, fucking with all the fury stored for twenty years. Rita came with him again and again, each grinding climax stronger than the one before.

"I'm glad to be a slave to your great cock," she cried in the shrill voice of climax. "Give it to me again! Make me cum and cum and cum!”

He had no trouble doing that. His powerful cock kept pumping, fucking away all the bitter frustration of twenty long years.

Rita saw the hard, cruel lines of his face soften as though melted by the heat of exquisite pleasure. She smiled and squirmed in the throes of one great orgasm after another, no longer fearing her life as an elegant sex slave.

What lay ahead for their strangely united family promised to be life's greatest erotic adventure, a daring exploration of the unknown, a journey that few others would dare to take.