Bob Wallace - Hot horny housewife

Ted was growling, chewing her flesh. He stretched his fingers inside her pussy and ass. Her howling cry told him that this was what she had needed. He did it again and got the same piercing response.

"Yessss!" She hissed, snapping her head back. "Yessss!" She climaxed again, her legs almost turning to butter.

With his fingers stretched apart, cum soaking them, muscles trying to squeeze them, Ted gouged at the thin skin that separated her two fantastic holes. He felt his own fingers through the thin skin. He pressed and Eileen wailed. When he jabbed his thumb into her clit, Eileen shrieked.

"I'm still cuming. Ooooo! I'm creaming." Her body was jerking, bucking back and forth.

She used her ass muscles to tighten their grip around his jamming fingers. She used her pussy muscles to milk his gouging fingers. She humped forward, destroying her clit against his thumb.

Ted was just holding on. She was going crazy on his fingers and he couldn't wait until this same passion was directed to his hard, throbbing cock. "Cream me, baby. Cream!"

The kitchen was spinning. Another orgasm racked her body. She fell against him, her knees buckling.

Ted, his fingers ripping into her cunt and asshole, bore the brunt of her weight. He twisted his thumb into her clit, crushing it.

"Ooooo, Ted!" Eileen began to twitch. Jerky, spastic movement replaced the frenzied action of only a few moments ago.

"Un! Un! Unnnn!" She squirmed her hips. "No, more! No, more!"

Ted eased his fingers from her ass and pussy. He lifted his head and stared up into her flushed, passion-ridden face. "You're fantastic."

Eileen leaned against the table and caught her breath. The room was still spinning. The muscles in her cunt were still pulsing, oozing creamy juice. She cleared her throat, stared at his handsome face, then saw her juice all over his fingers.

Eyes shining bright like glowing fires, she moaned, "You haven't seen anything yet."

Ted leaned back in the chair, stared at Eileen. Her thick black hair was disheveled. One large, plump tit was exposed, the nipple big, swollen. Her dress was draped around her hips, her long legs fully displayed. Part of her cunt peeked out from under the hem of her dress.

"You look fabulous, baby," he said.

Eileen smiled drunkenly. "Wait until you see me sprawled out in bed." She was playing her role to the hilt, the perfect whore.

She straightened up and wriggled her hips. The dress floated down, hugging her curves. "I ripped my dress." She smoothed the palm of her hand over her exposed tit. "C'mon up to the bedroom. It's more comfortable there." She winked.

Ted took her hand. "You sure your husband won't come home?"

"I'm positive," she said, swinging her ass as she wandered out of the kitchen. "C'mon, we'll have a blast."

Ted followed her, his eyes watching the erotic movement of her ass beneath the tight fitting dress. His prick ached painfully in his pants and he couldn't wait until he was humping her naked body.

Eileen reached the stairs. She was dizzy. Nothing seemed real. "I can't wait until I see how big your cock is," she purred, climbing the stairs slowly.

"You won't be disappointed." He ran his hand under her dress and mauled her pussy. "It'll fit just right."

"I'm counting on it," she moaned as his fingers jabbed into her pussy. "Ooooo, I'm counting on it!" She couldn't take another step. "Oh, God, Ted." She leaned against the railing, humping his fingers as he gouged out her cunt. "Stop it! Can't you wait until we get to bed?"

"No, baby," he said. The idea of taking her on the stairs appealed to him. "Turn around." He popped his fingers from her pussy and spun her around.

"Ahhhhh," she gasped, almost falling. "What are you doing? I want to go to bed. I want your cock." She stared down at him. "God, Ted. I need to be fucked."

"You can have it here," he snickered. "Right here on the steps." He rubbed his crotch and saw her glazed eyes follow the movement of his hand.

A lewd smile played at her red, glistening mouth. "Whatever you want," she moaned. "I aim to please." She swayed. Holding the railing, she eased herself down on the step. "Come up a little higher so I can get it."

Ted climbed up two steps and leaned against the wall. "How's this?"

"Perfect," she sighed. "Ooooo, just perfect." She flattened her palm on his crotch.

"Take it out, baby."

"Whewwww, it feels so big!" She fumbled with his zipper. A lump formed in her throat but she swallowed it. She was a whore and she was going to act like one.

"Oh, Ted," she gasped, hauling out his cock. "You were right. It is big!"

"Suck it, Eileen. Show me how much you appreciate what I did for you in the kitchen."

Eileen pursed her lips, gave his prick a wet exciting kiss. "You like that?" She pulled her mouth away and saw that the head of his cock was covered with lipstick.

"Yeah, but it wasn't enough."

"I have plenty more," she giggled. She smeared her lipstick up and down his thick veiny shaft and used her tongue, slapping at his pulsing meat. She smeared it with spit and lipstick.

"Ahhhhh," Ted groaned, jerking his hips. "Suck it. Put it in your fuckin' mouth!" The bitch had him crazy.

Eileen tilted her head back. Her mouth was smeared with red glistening lipstick. "I'll suck it, Ted. I'll chew you alive."

"I'll bet you can," he groaned, staring down into her lust-crazed face.

"I know I can," she said. "Watch me."

Ted growled as the heat of her mouth enveloped the head of his cock. "Yeah, all of it, baby. Take it all."

For a moment Eileen almost slipped back into the world of reality. She battled her emotions. She was a whore, Craig had said so. She stared at Ted's cock.

"Stop looking and eat it, bitch."

"I will, fucker," she giggled. She opened her mouth and swallowed the head of his cock. With it in her mouth, she whipped her tongue over it, lashing his pisser.

"Aghhhhh," Ted groaned, squirming against the wall. "Christ, what the fuck ya doing?"

Eileen ignored him. She sucked hard on his prick and heard his moans. It excited her. Being a whore was fun! She relaxed her throat muscles and jammed her head forward. Ted's cock pierced her gullet and she gagged, but didn't quit.

"Yeah, baby… all of it… unnnn, you're getting there!" He lunged hard, stabbing the rest of his long fat cock into Eileen's throat. "Unnnn, Christ!"

Eileen's eyes popped and her mouth was stretched wide. Her lips were mashed into his zipper. His prick was buried to the hilt, throbbing in her clogged throat.

Ted, enraged with lust, reached down, grabbed her hair and violently fucked her face. "Here, baby. Chew it all up!" He fucked her face, his cock jabbing fast. "Unnn. Suck it! Chew it!"

Eileen's face turned beet-red. He was brutalizing her mouth and throat. She choked. Dizzy, her mind reeled. Gagging, she grabbed his hips, slowing his frenzied pace. She shoved him back into the wall, bracing herself on the stairs.

Coughing, she pressed hard, pinning his hips to the wall. Ted's lunging hips stopped for the moment and Eileen attacked. She used her teeth, her tongue, and her, sucking mouth. Hard gnawing chews into his thick steel beamed shaft soon had Ted growling like a trapped lion.

"You're biting it off," he roared, twisting his hips. "Jesus Christ!" He jabbed, trying to take her attack. But her teeth digging into the base of his prick stopped him.

Eileen tamed his lunging, throat-piercing cock with her teeth. She enjoyed the power her mouth gave her. She exerted it, sucking, chewing, whipping his bloated cockhead with her tongue.

Ted moaned, content now to let Eileen do as she wished. He dropped his grip from her hair and leaned back against the wall. Eileen's mouth was carrying him toward an orgasm, an orgasm he needed. He was powerless to stop it and too hot to care.