Tom Allison - In heat wild wife

"Manufacturing's really very exciting when you get into it," he continued, facing the girl on the couch. "I mean, you've got to figure output and demand by everything from the interest rates to the December futures price on some weird commodity. You're betting big money all the time, and if you miss, well it's really nerve-wracking, but it's exciting at the same time."

Marsha politely nodded her head, Todd was about to continue when they were interrupted by a moan from the upstairs bedroom.

"Fuck me, Roger!" It was Cindy's lustful voice. "Oh Jesus, your prick feels huge inside my cunt! Unnggghhh! All the way… that's right… fuck my pussy, Roger! Unh! Unh, fuck me haaaard!"

The frenzied moans were followed by rhythmic humping and creaking from the upstairs bed. Todd blushed fiercely and looked at Marsha as if trying to retrieve the threads of their polite conversation. Then he gave up, let his expression crack and miserably buried his head in his hands.

"She is such a total fucking slut!" he cried miserably. "I give her a good home, two-thirds of my Goddamn income, and all she wants to do is fuck anything that Goddamn well moves on two feet!"

"Aw, Todd." Marsha wiggled her ass close to him on the couch and sympathetically touched his arm. "It's not that bad. Cindy loves you."

"I swear, all she wants to do is fuck!" Todd moaned. "If it's not in her pussy it's in her mouth, and if I just can't get it up anymore, she makes me go down on her till my tongue feels like it's going to fall out of my head. I swear, sometimes at work, I'm ready to pass out on the Goddamn desk! She wants me to fuck her ten times a night! Jesus, she wakes me up at three in the morning to fuck! And if I won't fuck her, she jacks off so hard that I can't get back to sleep!"

"Harder, Roger!" Cindy cried, as if providing the proof to her husband's complaint. "Unngghhh! My pussy's all wet! Fuck your prick in it, little brother! Make my pussy cum!"

"Aw, Todd, don't feel bad," Marsha said. Todd glanced up at the ceiling and shook his head as he watched bits of plaster flutter to the living room floor, shaken by the heaving, humping bed.

"First she started fucking all the neighbors. Then I made her be a tutor, so she started fucking all the teenagers too. She knows God damn well that those big tits of hers can get her any guy she wants. So I ask her kid brother to stay with us, figuring he'll calm her down a little and you can hear what happened because of that. Jesus! Fucking her own kid brother!"

"And her kid sister, too," Marsha said softly.

Todd looked at Marsha in dismay. She smiled at him both sympathetically and seductively and placed her hand on the inside of his leg.

"I used to be the same way you are, Todd," she whispered. "My parents told me it was wrong to fuck, so I felt ashamed of myself when I did. But that's ridiculous. Fucking feels so good. As long as you don't hurt anybody, you should fuck as much as you can!"

"But what about making money!" Todd bellowed. "I've got my career to look after! Who do you think bought this house?"

"Cindy doesn't care about the house," Marsha giggled. "All she cares about is fucking. It feels so good, Todd. You should fuck more often."

Then she placed her hand on the bulge his cock made in his slacks, massaging it lewdly. Todd's jaw sagged as he watched his wife's little sister work on his prick.

"Marsha, what are you doing?"

"I'm trying to give you a hard-on," she purred huskily. "Todd, why don't you let me give you a nice, juicy blow job? That'll show you what I mean."

Todd gaped at her. Expertly, she undid his belt buckle and unzipped his pants. Then she pushed his pants and shorts down to his ankles, exposing his big, hard cock.

"Umm, Todd, you've really got a big prick!"

Crouching beside him on the couch, Marsha giggled as she wrapped her little hand tightly around the swollen shaft of his prick.

"And your prick's all stiff and twitchy, too. You're horny for my mouth, aren't you?"

"Oh, God." Todd seemed torn between his lust and the last traces of his puritanical morality. "Oh, Jesus… I guess I am."

Sighing softly, Marsha stretched out in a comfortable position beside him. Then, resting her cheek on his hard, hairy stomach, she popped the spongy knob of his cock into her mouth.

His prick wasn't as big as Roger's, but it was still very large. She had to stretch her lips wide to get his shiny-skinned cock knob down her throat. She gurgled contentedly as she tasted the salty heat of his prick, realizing that she would now have one more delicious prick to suck.

"Oh fuck, that feels good…" Todd groaned and thrust his hands in her long hair.

Marsha contentedly sucked his prick for a while, swishing her tongue around his puffy cock knob, lapping up his pre-cum, noisily smacking her lips on the steely stiffness of his cock.

But her pussy was getting wet, end she had to suck harder. Gurgling, she pushed more of his cock down her throat. She puckered her cheeks and flushed brightly as she sucked his prick as hard as she could, bobbing her head over his lap.

Todd's big prick grew stiffer than ever between her lips. He felt amazingly horny, partly because she was such a good prick sucker and party from the forbidden pleasure of having such a young girl nursing on his prick.

"Harder, Marsha!" Hungrily, he bucked his ass, fucking her pretty face with his stone hard cock. "Unhh, that feels good! Suck off my prick! Oh fuck, I want to cum!"

Marsha wrapped her fingers tightly around the base of his prick. Furiously, she began to beat his cock meat, milking and tugging more of his cock down her throat. The smacking, gurgling sounds of the wet blow job filled the living room.

"Cumming!" Todd gasped. His balls swelled with fuck cream, and his cock twitched and jerked to total stiffness in her buttery mouth. "Suck it… suck my prick!"

But just as he was about to shoot, Marsha took his cock from her lips and tightly pinched his knob to keep the cum from spurting out.

Todd winced in pain and frustration. "God damn it! Why'd you have to stop sucking my cock now!"

"Because you're going to fuck me, lover," Marsha replied simply. "You've really got a big hard-on. I want to feel your cock in my cunt!"

Marsha rose from the couch and hurriedly stripped, throwing her blouse and jeans, bra and panties cross the room. Her naked body was voluptuous for her age, without the extremely oversized tits of her older sister.

Todd felt his cock start to ache and burn as he studied her long, slender legs and the hairy mound of her horny cunt.

Marsha got on her hands and knees on the floor in front of the television, making his mouth water at the sight of her small, peach shaped ass. Then she spread her knees in the dog-fucking position, opening her pussy slit. She looked at him expectantly over her shoulder.

"Fuck me, Todd! Fuck that big cock up my cunt!"

Todd moaned as he joined her on the floor. He crouched over her lithe body, held his cock in his fist and pushed his prick knob between the pouting, puffy lips of her pussy. He almost came on the spat as he felt the slippery walls of her cunt tunnel embracing the aching hardness of his prick.

"Unngggghh!" Marsha bit her lips and grimaced as she felt his big cock going into her pussy, spreading her velvety cunt walls around his prick shaft. "Oh Todd, you've got such a big cock! No wonder Cindy married you! Fuck me with it, Todd! Fuck my cunt hard!"

Todd slid his hands up her slender waist, cupping her firm, full tits. Then he started to fuck rapidly in and out of her hairy pussy, feeling her pink cunt clink to his prick with every thrust.

"Haaarder!" Marsha feverishly humped her ass, grunting every time his cock was buried to the balls in her syrupy cunt. "Unnhhhh! My cunts so wet! I'm gonna cum, Todd! Fuck me hard!"