Bob Wallace: Hot fun wife

Monica relinquished her tits to Jeff's big greedy hands. "Ooooo, Jeff. It feels so good… ummmmm, so good!" She swooned, her nipples swelling with blood, aching, ready to burst.

Jeff mauled her tits roughly, enjoying the soft texture, the heat generated by her passion, and the hard pointed nipples burning into the palms of his hands. "Get your dress off," he rasped.

Dazed, Monica blinked. She stepped back and eased the dress down over her hips. Swiftly she stepped out of it, expertly keeping it from touching the floor. Knowing Jeff's eyes were following her every move, she exaggerated them as she elaborately folded her dress over the back of a chair.

She was bent over, her ass wrapped in black silk bikini panties. Straightening up, she faced him, tits rising and falling as she sucked air into her lungs.

"I'm so hot," she said. "So damn fuckin' hot." She didn't care anymore. All she wanted was Jeff's cock. Her gaze dropped to his crotch. She saw the bulge and swooned.

"So am I, baby," he said, leering at her lush body.

"I can tell," she said, licking her lips. "You're going to bust through your pants."

"Why don't you do something about it?"

No longer shy, no longer afraid, she gave him a sizzling smile. "I intend to." Her blue eyes scanned the garage. She spotted a towel, grabbed it and dropped it on the floor in front of Jeff. "I don't want to get dirty."

Jeff didn't speak. His dark eyes looked over her creamy tits, trim waist, flared hips, and long legs. "When?" he rasped when she didn't move.

"Now." She dropped to her knees, stared at his crotch and swallowed the lump that formed in her throat. Trembling, she brought her fingers to his zipper. She tilted her head up and smiled. "You better give me another drink."

Jeff grinned and handed her the bottle.

She took a swig, shivered and returned the bottle. "Mmmmm, now for a taste of something else."

She deftly pulled down the zipper of Jeff's pants. Her heart racing wildly and pounding in her ears, she groped in his pants, her fingers latching around his steel-beamed prick.

"Oooo, I got it," she purred, lugging out his long thick cock. "Unnnn, it's so hard." She swooned, blue eyes popping as she stared at Jeff's cock.

"Give it a kiss, baby," he moaned. He jerked his cock through her fist. "Kiss it."

Brazenly, Monica lifted her head. "I'll do more than give it a kiss. I'll give you a blow job, you won't forget for awhile." She licked her lips lewdly. "You know how long it's been since Steve and I made it together?"

Jeff shook his head, his balls churning as she squeezed his cock. "He's crazy for neglecting you."

She spotted a small glob of jizz seeping from Jeff's piss-hole. "You're dripping." She whipped out her tongue and scooped it up. "Mmm, I almost forgot how good it tastes."

"Your mouth," Jeff groaned. "In your mouth."

"After I get your pants down," she said, attacking his belt. She opened his pants and, with his shorts, pulled them down around his knees.

"Now eat me," Jeff groaned, anxious to feed his prick to the luscious blonde. "Suck it."

Monica caressed Jeff's prick, enjoying the pulsing power that coursed through his cock. Hefting his balls, she moaned. "Oh, Jeff, they're so heavy."

"Not for long," he groaned, jabbing forward and banging the head of his cock against her drooling mouth.

High on rum and enveloped in passion, Monica giggled. "Easy, Jeff. Don't be so impatient. Let me enjoy myself first."

Jeff groaned and leaned against his workbench, content for the moment to allow Monica to do as she pleased.

Monica brought her eager mouth to Jeff's bloated prick. She kissed the throbbing piece of cockmeat. Slowly, she slobbered her lips up and down and over his entire cock, soaking his prick completely in drool. "Like it?" she purred, lifting her gaze to his lust-etched face.

"Great, baby," he groaned. "Stop playing and show me how much you really like my cock."

"I was about to." She opened her mouth, and, holding his cock out straight, she slipped the fat glistening prick into her mouth. Her lips closed tightly around his cock and she hummed.

"Unnnnn, Monica." He jabbed his hips forward, the head of his prick piercing her [missing text].

"Unnnnn!"

Monica gagged, but didn't retreat. Jeff's prick tasted too good. She relaxed her throat, accepting his cock. Grinding her teeth along the sensitive underside of his prick, she gobbled the rest of his meaty prick into her mouth, stopping only when her lips met his groin.

"Unnnnn," Jeff moaned. He reached down, curled his fingers through her thick blonde hair and began tucking her face. "Baby! Baby! Unnnn!"

Monica loved the hard fucking stabs. She used her tongue, teeth, lips, and suction power to urge him on. Gurgling in her throat, she lashed her tongue over his cock, sucked hard on his bloated head and gnawed on his throbbing prick.

She brought her hands to his groin, scratched her nails down over his thighs, and fondled his balls as they slapped against her chin. "Unill," she gasped deep in her throat as his prick swelled. She clawed back up his thighs, around his hips to his tight jamming ass. She scratched, feeling him jerk and twist as he ravaged her mouth with his prick.

"Baby," he groaned, releasing her hair. He stopped, panting for air, his prick fucked to the hilt, pulsing in the tightness of her throat.

Dragging her teeth along the entire length of his cock, Monica slowly brought her mouth off his throbbing hard-on. His prick popped from her mouth, jutting up in the air. "I'm glad you stopped," she panted. "I don't want what's in your balls wasted in my mouth."

Jeff grunted, took her hands and pulled her to her feet. "Neither do I, but for a minute I wasn't sure I could stop myself."

"I would have stopped you," she giggled, rubbing her belly against his spit-soaked cock. "I would have used my teeth." Her mouth glistened, and her eyes glowed. "I need your cock in my pussy."

"Get your panties off," he said huskily. "Climb on the hood of my car."

"Oooo, Jeff," she swooned. "It sounds so exciting." She leaned against his car, wiggled her hips blatantly and eased her panties down around her knees. Her dark-blonde pussy hair, neatly trimmed, formed a triangle where her lush creamy thighs met. "You ever fuck a blonde before?"

"Not lately," he said, openly admiring her beautiful body.

"Now's the time." She shook her legs, and her panties fell to her ankles. She stepped out of one leg and lifted her foot, her panties flying at Jeff. "Catch."

Jeff did. He rubbed the soft silky panties, the heady scent of her cunt clinging to the material. It inflamed his mind. He dropped the panties on the workbench. Holding his pants to keep from tripping, he stepped toward Monica as she climbed up on the hood of the car.

"I've never fucked anyone but Steve," she gasped. "You're the first."

This knowledge made his groin ache and his balls rumble. "I'll make sure you'll enjoy it."

"Ooooo, I know I will." She spread her legs wide, wriggled her ass on the smooth metal.

"See how wet I am? I'm always wet, always ready, but Steve doesn't care." She humped up. "Fuck me, Jeff. Fuck me and make me forget."

Jeff stepped close, grabbed her hips and pulled. The head of his prick split the wet puffy folds of her cunt and slipped easily into the steamy wet gash of her pussy. "Unnnn, you're hot, baby. Hot and wet!"

"I know! I know!" Monica went wild. "All of it, Jeff. Shove it all in me. I need it so fuckin' bad!"

Jeff lunged forward, fucking his prick to the root. Hot spongy cunt muscles surrounded his prick, pulsed with a steady beat against his throbbing cock and greased his prick with warm sudsy froth for fast fucking action. "Tight too!"

"Yessss," she hissed, her blue eyes bulging as her cunt became stuffed with Jeff's prick. "I'm like a virgin, a hot excited virgin." She felt his cock throbbing inside her cunthole. Her hips bucked and her ass lifted off the hood of the car. "Ewww, you're so big and hard."