Simon Jillson: Real estate saleswoman

Judy raped her tongue into Paula's hot, oozing sex. She drilled deep into the dripping well of Paula's vagina. Harsh pubic hair scratched her cheeks as she lapped and lapped in Paula's crack. Blindly, Judy snorffled through the clinging terrain in search of Paula's clitoris. Locating the hard little button with her lips, Judy sucked it into her mouth and then munched on it with her lips and tongue. She rolled and squeezed and tormented Paula's nerve-loaded protrusion.

Paula's hips heaved, hammering her pussy into Judy's sex. Paula looked fondly down at the top of Judy's head and Judy's smooth, slender, graceful bare back. Judy's ass was high in the air, her pale buttocks were gleaming in the sun. Waves of fire bathed Paula as she was devoured by Judy's working mouth. Her mouth sagging open with pleasure, Paula smiled a slow sensuous smile, and nodded languidly at her husband. As he came up behind Judy, Paula pressed down on the back of Judy's head with her hand and clenched her thighs.

Judy's own sex was weeping with frustration. She was horny. Stimulating Paula Shein with her mouth was getting Judy incredibly excited. Her own pussy was empty and ignored, while Paula Shein's was getting an oral fucking that was driving her wild. Judy was suffocating in Paula's pussy, and dying of frustration at the same time.

Paula's sudden shove on the back of Judy's head drove her nose deep into Paula's crotch. At the same time the bones of Judy's head creaked from the increased pressure of Paula's thighs. What was happening?

The lounge behind Judy sagged. Who…? Steven Shein! The man, Paula's husband, he was behind her! What was he doing? Judy tried to escape. Her face, smothered in dripping, oozing, hairy pussy, was trapped between two strong thighs.

There were hands on Judy's ass, Steven Shein's hands. They stroked and pinched her upraised buttocks. Then he was gripping her waist in his strong hands. What was he going to do? What was Steven Shein doing back there?

The sturdy man knelt behind Judy, studying her ass admiringly. It was so nice and rounded and firm and exciting, two lush round buns separated by a deep, exciting crack. And down between her thighs was a dark, intriguing bush and two bulging pouting labia. In the dark, crack between those lips was an exciting gooey sparkle.

He levered his cock down the length of the crack of Judy's ass. It bumped over the bud of her anus.

Judy lurched at the fiery probe, and gasped into Paula's steaming pussy. Jesus! What a sensation! What was going on back there? Judy felt a stab of disappointment when the rubbery head of Shein's cock slipped past her asshole and nestled into her aching, hungry pussy.

Shein set the head of his cock into Judy's pussy and pushed. He slowly drove his stocky cock into Judy's vagina from behind, dog fashion. Holding Judy's trim waist in his strong hands, he drilled his phallus into her wet, clinging socket.

Judy blubbered into Paula's dripping pussy. The feel of a male organ being driven into her vagina spurred Judy on to greater efforts on Paula's pussy. Judy slurped and slurped at Paula's copious juices as she took the full bulk of Steven's cock into her pussy.

"Aaaahhhh, great heaven," Paula Shein wailed to the skies as her orgasm went on and on and on.

Steven rammed his cock into Judy's vagina, drew back, and pounded it home again, his body slapping up against the cushions of her buttocks. Reaching down under Judy with both hands, he found her breasts with one, and dug the fingers of his other into her dripping pussy. He sank his fingers into her streaming slit mangling her clitoris and then finding where his cock was drilling into her streaming hole. He heaved at her, slamming his bulky cock into her searing, clinging vagina again and again and again.

Judy was cumming. It was a fiery, muscle-knotting orgasm from the cock in her pussy, the hand mangling her pussy, the fingers clawing her quivering breasts. She was climaxing too because of the sex she had her face buried in and the way Paula's hips were heaving and rolling under her working mouth. Worming her hand into the tangle of bodies, Judy located Paula Shein's asshole and jammed her finger at it. Her finger slipped easily into the tight ring it was so well lubricated with Paula's copious cum.

Paula began shrieking ecstatically, and kicked her lovely long legs wildly on either side of Judy's head. She thrashed insanely with Judy's mouth at her crotch, Judy's finger up her anus.

At the tail end of the chain, Steven Shein slammed his swollen prick into Judy's tight vagina one last time. The sight of his wife's insane convulsions had been the final straw. His balls erupted in a tidal wave of searing cum. He hauled Judy tight against him, squashed her buttocks against his hard hips, and poured his semen deep into her vagina.

The jolt of Steven Shein's last final heave slammed Judy's face against the unyielding arch of Paula's pubic bone. Battered and exhausted as she was, Judy felt her orgasm climb another notch. She felt the cock in her pulsing and pumping and emptying into her abused, ecstatic vagina. She milked every glorious drop of cum from Steven Shein's pumping shaft while she savored every flicker of the burning pleasure of her own cumming.

Finally, her pleasure fading, and feeling aching and empty, Judy hauled her face out of Paula's soggy pussy. Her cheeks and chin covered with spit and the other woman's cum, Judy rested her head on the sleek, satin inside of one of Paula's thighs and concentrated on just breathing. Her face was inches from Paula's cummy bush and Judy could smell the pleasure she had given the other woman.

"Ah!" Judy squalled convulsively as she felt the cock filling her suddenly withdraw from her vagina. Too exhausted to move, Judy remained with her ass high in the air, her thighs and buttocks shining with semen. It felt cold as it dried on her flesh. Her cheeks too were cold from evaporating fluids.

"Awwww," Paula sighed from the depths of her being.

Weakly, Judy hauled herself upright. She stepped carefully off the lounge chair. Steven Shein was sitting hunched over, panting heavily. Paula was sprawled on her back, her legs spread wide open, her pussy shining a wet pink in the heart of her bush. Her marvelous, full breasts heaved as she fought for breath.

Judy tottered over to her clothes and fumbled them into order. Then she began to dress. When she felt decent, or rather, presentable, she turned to her clients. They hadn't moved.

"Friday," she said firmly.

Both of the Sheins looked at her and nodded.

"Ten in the morning," Judy added. "Be there."

"We'll be there," Steven Shein assured her.

Without another word, Judy left them. She coaxed the smoking old car across town to the bank parking lot.

Milton Caldwell's face lit up when he saw her. Without waiting for the receptionist to announce her, the banker came bustling out of his office.

"Mrs. Penncroft, this is indeed an unexpected pleasure," the vice president gushed. He took her arm possessively and guided her smoothly to his office.

As Judy sat down she heard the lock on the door click. With her purse in her lap, her hands folded primly over it, she sat sternly erect. She didn't feel like a prissy school teacher though, because of the sticky wetness in her crotch.

"Miss Abernathy, no calls, no interruptions," the banker said into the telephone. Then he tried to appear casual, perching one hip on the edge of his desk so he could look down on Judy, and her neckline.

"Now, Mrs. Penncroft, what can I do for you?" he asked.

"You can move the closing date on the McCarter-Shein deal up to this Friday," Judy said succinctly.

The banker's face tightened, became blank and unhelpful. "Well now. That, ahem, is easier said than done. We must, of course, have the agreement of the sellers to meet with us then."