Bob Wallace - Eager hot wife

"Glad you like them," he said, his tone wavering as he glanced over at the pictures.

She gazed at the ones with Earl in his small room in the back of the garage. She was getting hotter and hotter by the second. She sucked in her breath, seeing her and Denny. "You even came around to the backyard, I see."

"Only for a few," he explained. "I figured I had enough photos of you fucking already. I didn't see any sense in someone calling the cops, thinking I was a prowler."

"Mmmmmmm," she murmured, skimming all the photos again, remembering each incident as if it just happened. Her pussy ached and she knew when she stood up, there would be a dark cunt juice stain on her robe and a wet spot on the chair. "I do take a good picture, don't I?"

"The best." He leered at them, his eyes covered with a thin film of passion. He could remember each one as if they were branded in his brain. "You really surprised me when you took on the kid and then his old man too."

"You don't have any photos of Herb. How do you know we did anything?"

"I saw the happy contented look on his face when he came outside and walked home."

Joanne stood up and walked behind him, kneading his shoulders and running her fingers through his sandy blond hair. "How would you like to walk out of the house with that same smile on your lips?"

"I'd like that very much," he said, her hands lulling him into a soft state of euphoria. "I don't think it'll happen though."

"Why is that?" she asked, yearning for the detective's cock to be buried in her pussy. "Don't you want to fuck me?"

"I'd love to fuck you, Joanne," he moaned, his cock aching for her pussy. "I think you'll want too much from me, though."

"Like what?" She ran her cool fingers down inside his shirt as she rubbed her tits against the back of his head.

"I figure you'll want the pictures and my report burned and I can't do that." He leaned back in the soft pillowy flesh of her tits.

"All I want from you, Darin, is your cock." She stepped back and dropped her robe. "Look at me, Darin."

Darin turned, knowing what to expect. He felt his facial muscles tighten. Staring at her all week and photographing her while she fucked and sucked and then committing each picture to memory was nothing compared to seeing her so close, her hot, white, creamy body memorized and branded in his brain.

"Touch me, Darin. Feel my pussy. It's wet for your cock."

He shook his head, knowing that once he touched her there would be no turning back and she would have him where she wanted him. "I can't," he groaned, the pain in his groin excruciating. "I work for your husband. I can't fuck you."

She straddled his leg, a long tapered leg on each side of his thigh. She squeezed her legs together. "Give me your hand, Darin," she said, her voice velvety.

Hypnotized by her sexuality and his own passion for the beautiful housewife, he gave Joanne his hand. He could smell the raw pungent aroma of her heated cunt, luring him gently into her web.

"See how bad I want you?" she crooned, running his hand through her thighs, soaking him with the juices that oozed from her dripping hot gash. "I want your cock. I don't want your reports. I don't want your photos. I don't want you to lie to my husband. All I want is for you to fuck the hell out of me." She brought his hand out from her pussy and licked her creamy cunt juice off his hand.

He was incapable of fighting her sensual promises, her fervent luscious body at his pleasure. He nodded.

"I'm so glad," she sighed. "Where?"

"Upstairs."

She took his hand and hurried him up the stairs to the bedroom. Once inside, she was on him like a nympho, clawing at his clothes as she fell to her knees in front of him, anxious to see his cock. "I'm going to suck you like you saw me do to the others."

She pulled his pants down and gobbled his cock into her mouth, her hands soothing frantically over his ass as she drew him deep into her throat. She sucked avidly, knowing he would be the last until her marriage was settled. Sucking and fucking the man Brad hired to spy on her was her ultimate triumph.

He grabbed her by the hair, holding her steady as he rammed his prick into her face. His cock filled her throat and his legs shook. Her mouth was as hot and greedy as he had imagined. Better! He pulled out, sucking air through his teeth as he held back his orgasm. He looked down into her flushed and excited face.

"Get on the God damn bed." His tongue was heavy. The passion and the emotion of the week had taken its toll.

"Ohhhh, yesssss," she hissed, crawling to the bed and climbing on. "I've been thinking about your cock all week."

He tore off his clothes, committed to take this hot bitch who for three days had drove him to the brink of insanity with her lustful flagrant sexual appetite. "I'm going to fuck you blind," he groaned. "I'm going to fuck you until you beg me to stop."

"I can't wait," she moaned, wriggling on the bed, her legs spread for him, her cunt red and swollen, dripping its warm oily juice. "I can't wait!"

Darin threw himself on top of her, crushing an exuberant Joanne in his arms, their hot naked bodies sparking from the electricity of passion that arced between them.

"Ooooooo," she moaned, wiggling and twisting in his arms. "You're so strong." She pressed her belly against his hard-on and rubbed, her hips rocking. "Stick it in me! Stick it in me!"

He gazed down into her hot flushed and excited face. Her tits were burning into his broad chest like hot rivets. He pulled his ass back, his cock slipping between her parted legs, her cunt oozing its welcome, propping his upper body on his forearms.

She gazed hotly up into his. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Darin clamped his jaw firm. His muscles rippled and he eased forward, sinking his prick slowly into Joanne's waiting pussy. He saw the hot expression on her face turn to joy as each inch of his cock eased between her puffy red pussy lips. He was trembling inside, seeing her exquisite expression as her pussy contracted on his dick until he had the entire length stuffed inside her twat.

"Ohhhhhh!" she wailed, clawing his back. "Ohhhh, Darin!" She wriggled her ass, sending them both on a quick sample ride of what would happen as soon as Darin decided to fuck in earnest.

Slowly and methodically, Darin eased his cock in and out of Joanne's clinging wet pussy, seeing the brightness in her eyes when he filled her body full with his cock and the panic when he eased it out to the bulbous tip.

He covered her mouth with his and kissed her urgently, crushing her tits against him. He snaked his tongue into her mouth and felt the gentle sucking pressure on his tongue, the same sucking pressure her cunt muscles were using on his greased dick.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned out loud, raking his back and keeping her hips still as she rejoiced in this slow tormenting fuck. It was making her head spin and her body quake. She used her cunt muscles on him, making it more difficult with each gentle push of his cock for him to keep up this destructive pace that was beginning to render them both insane.

Gasping for air, Joanne broke the kiss, the fire in her loins being stroked by his torturous prick. "Faster," she begged, her hips moving under their own power. "Ohhhh, for Christ's sake, fuck me faster!"

"No," he snarled. To drive her further into the realm of insanity, he eased his cock out to the tip and watched her eyes fill with terror at being denied his cunt-filling prick. He slammed it back with a powerful thrust, seeing her expression change to ecstasy. Instead of repeating the thrust, he remained buried deep inside her twat, grinding and churning his hips that made his cock scrape and torment her cunt walls.

"Agghhhhh!" she gurgled, the hard hitting jab of his dick and its movements driving her mad. Her entire body was keyed up for what she hoped came next – a fast and furious fuck. It didn't come and sue remained strung out, her nerves frayed from this sadistic torment. "FUCK MEEEEEE!"