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"Ahhhhh," Carol cried. "Oooo, suck! Suck!" She jerked on the floor like a bucking mare. Eileen's mouth was at last on her cunt.

She rolled her hips, grinding her cunt into Eileen's face.

Frothy cream, warm and sticky, flowed over Eileen's face. It coated her lips and tongue and filled her mouth. The taste was exquisite. She gurgled as Carol's pussy juice bathed her in its warmth. "Mmmmmm!"

"Oooo, keep suckin'. Keep suckin'!" Carol went crazy. Tits flopping, hips jerking, she ground her cunt into Eileen's face.

Using her hands, Eileen kneaded Carol's jerking body. Her mouth was a vacuum. She sucked, then chewed on the delicious-tasting folds of Carol's gooey pussy. Cream oozed over her and she smeared it into her skin.

Carol's green eyes widened. Eileen's torture had driven her insane and now she was racing wildly toward an explosive orgasm. She thrashed her legs, her fists pounding the floor!

She strained her neck, her mouth open.

Eileen sensed Carol's approaching orgasm. She chewed and sucked with more intensity. Carol's screams grew louder. She rammed her tongue into Carol's pussy. Muscles, spongy and hot, attacked her invading tongue. She teased the spongy muscles, worming quickly in and out of Carol's ready-to-explode pussy.

"Oh, Eileen. I'm there. I'm gonna… gonna cream!" Carol howled, her voice reaching a feverish pitch. "I'm so fuckin' close!"

Eileen tongue-fucked Carol's twisting body. Deep plunging stabs into the scalding depths of Carol's cunt had the blonde on the verge of climaxing. She flicked her tongue against the pulsing walls, teasing, tormenting, as Carol, screaming at the top of her lungs, shuddered at the breaking point.

"Bite my clit. Make me cum. Bite me!"

Carol was hovering at the peak, unable to take the final plunge into bliss. The friction on her clit was elusive, tantalizingly light. She needed more. She slammed her cunt hard against Eileen's mouth.

Eileen sucked the hard, blood-filled clit into her mouth. She swirled her tongue over the tip. It was only enough friction to make Carol scream louder.

"Bite it, you bitch. Bite it!" She jammed her cunt into Eileen's mouth. Her pussy pulsed hungrily, cream oozing from the cushiony walls. "Bite me."

Eileen was ready. She sucked hard, enjoying Carol's babbling cries. The next moment, Eileen sank her teeth into the swollen clit. She chewed it, whipping her tongue over it at the same time.

Eileen's chomping teeth and lashing tongue catapulted Carol into her orgasm. "I'm cuming! I'm cuming!" Deep rumbling orgasm erupted inside the boiling vat of Carol's mushy cunthole.

Eileen kept her mouth flush against Carol's overflowing pussy. She clenched her teeth tighter into the sensitive sex button. Carol's screams were deafening. She shook her head, almost ripping Carol's clit from her body.

Hot orgasms swept over Carol's twisting writhing body one after the other. Pussy muscles, denied a prick to milk, throbbed and oozed against nothing. Each pulsing contraction gushed cum from her pussy, bathing Eileen's face in a constant deluge of sticky wetness.

Eileen rode Carol's explosive orgasm. She tortured the blonde's clit with her teeth and tongue, making Carol buck and jerk. She scratched at Carol's flesh as hot cream washed over her mouth and into her throat.

"Don't stop! Don't stop!" Carol thrashed on the floor. Tits floundered like mounds of jello as she wrenched her hips and twisted her shoulders. "Bite! Suck! Ooooo, I'm cuming! Creaming!"

Eileen, gurgling on the hot frothy cum that constantly flowed into her mouth, pawed the cheeks of Carol's jiggling ass. She scratched and clawed the jiggling meat, finding her crack and raking the wet, wrinkled hole.

Carol arched her back. Her hips rolled. A scream filled the room. Drool came from her open mouth. She collapsed back, screamed again.

Eileen sucked harder, chewing more viciously and clawing Carol's ass and asshole with more maliciousness. She was rewarded with ear-piercing screams and a flooding gush of more pussy-cum into her mouth. She jabbed one nail into Carol's ass and clawed the insides.

Carol was completely at Eileen's mercy. She writhed on her back, bucked up, ground her cunt into Eileen's face. She thudded back, her ass smashing into the carpet. Cum flowed down her crack and over Eileen's face. Grunting moans matched the rhythmic thudding of her ass on the floor.

"I can't stop. I'm in heaven. Oooo, Christ!" She didn't want to stop. Being dominated by Eileen was giving her an orgasm she would never forget. "Keep biting me!"

Eileen gladly obliged the screaming blonde. She chewed, believing that if she chewed harder she would bite Carol's clit off. The mushy wetness, screams, and fabulous taste had Eileen on fire! She couldn't wait until it was her turn to be tortured.

Carol drew up her legs, lifting her body off the floor and balancing herself on the soles of her feet and on her head. She fell back, Eileen's mouth with her all the way. Convulsions racked her pussy and she skittered down from the peak.

Eileen eased her attack and waited, her mouth firm against Carol's pussy. It would be her turn in a second.

Carol shuddered. "Enough! Oh God, take your mouth away."

Eileen sucked one last time, then crawled out from between Carol's legs. She lay on her back legs spread, pussy on fire. "Now me!"

Without catching her breath and determined to pay Eileen back for her tortuous mouth, Carol attacked.

Twenty minutes later they were sitting on the couch having a drink, their naked bodies glowing with the passion they had shared.

"God," Eileen said. She finished her drink. "Your tongue… Christ… it was fantastic!"

"I think you're trying too hard," Carol said, sensing Eileen's inner tension.

"Shit," Eileen said. "Not me. I'm having a ball. I just wish Hank was home so I could take him on again."

Carol giggled and polished off her drink. "He'd like that. Last night when he got home, he told me how great you were once you got over your shyness."

"How about Craig?" Eileen said, looking at Carol.

"He's like you, Eileen. He's playing at being a swinger. Neither of you is cut out for it."

It made her feel good inside hearing it, but she refused to admit it. "You're wrong." Her face was set into lines of determination. "I am a swinger."

"Okay, but don't say I didn't tell you." She reached over grabbed the phone and dialed her home number. Her face brightened. "Hank. I'm over at Eileen's. She's horny and anxious to wake it with you again." Before Hank got over his shock, Carol had hung up.

Carol turned to Eileen. "If I know Hank, he'll be here before you mix us another drink."

Eileen started to get up, but the doorbell stopped her. She giggled. "He must have run."

"Probably," Carol said. "I'll get it. Why don't you get into a sexy pose to surprise him?" Swinging her ass, Carol headed for the front door. "Maybe we'll be lucky and the two men you fucked today will be with him."

Eileen shuddered. Inside, deep in her gut, she knew Carol was right. But outwardly, as she struck an exotic pose, she was the picture of loose sexuality.

Hank, his arm around his wife's waist, came into the living room. He stopped. "Damn!"

"I told you," Carol said, but she stared too.

Eileen was straddling the arm of the couch. Her hips were dragging her cunt back and forth. A lewd, flushed expression was on her beautiful face. "Hi," she gasped. The material of the couch was scratching at her clit, sending her into spasms each time she lugged her cunt over it. "Ooooo, I'm creaming."

"She certainly seems to have changed," Hank said. He walked over, ogled her jiggling tits. "You're gorgeous."

Carol joined him, cupping one of Eileen's fleshy tits. "She's faking it," Carol said.