Donna Allen - Naked hot wife

"The name's Osgood, pretty lady, and I know my son. He couldn't be in a house with a pretty thing like you for a month and not fuck her."

Jackie was surprised to hear him talk like that. Men his age, especially professional men, were usually a little more circumspect.

"You don't mind that kind of talk do you? If you do I'll clean up my act."

She told him she didn't mind. She didn't tell him she was getting turned on by the conversation and by the look of lust in his eyes as they darted over her body. He wasn't just looking at her with admiration now. He was looking at her with white hot lust.

She pretended to be busy. She pulled pots and pans out of the cupboard, all the time wondering what kind of a fuck Chuck's father was. As a young man he'd probably been a stud!

Then she decided she was being silly. He was probably only being friendly and not making a pass at all. She offered him another beer and he accepted, grabbing her fingers as she handed him the bottle.

"Anything you want to give me, pretty lady, I'll take," he hissed, his eyes feasting on her tits.

His hands were big, his fingers long and slim and strong. She imagined what they would feel like stroking her flesh. She imagined what his long slim fingers would feel like fondling her tits and ass and sliding around her pussy.

She continued moving around the kitchen, puffing things in order. She felt his eyes on her body and felt her cuntjuice churning. A few drops trickled down the insides of her thighs and she prayed he didn't notice.

Her nipples tingled and swelled up under the halter top. She half-hoped Justine would walk in.

"Yes, sir, the cutest little ass in town," he chuckled.

"You really shouldn't talk like that," she smiled without conviction in her voice. "It's not right."

"Honey, when you're my age, you can't do much more than talk. Let an old man have a little fun. Looking at those gorgeous jugs and round ass is the nicest thing that's happened to me in weeks. You don't begrudge me a little harmless pleasure, do you?"

She giggled. "Of course not."

"Your husband taking care of you?" he said.

She blushed. He was going too far, and she decided not to answer. It was one thing to tease her and flirt, but another to get really personal. And the subject of Herb was a sensitive one.

When she moved near him to get something out of the refrigerator, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her towards him. She squealed and tried to squirm out of his grasp. "My educated guess is you're not getting enough," he hissed. "You look like a hot little number who's not getting enough at home. Your husband must be a damn fool! If you were married to me you'd never get out of bed! I'd have this thing stuffing your cunt morning, noon and night and twice on Sundays!"

He pulled her down to his lap and moved his hands up to her tits. He rubbed her nipples through the material of her halter top, his hard-on rubbing against her ass.

Now the brunette was really getting turned-on. The feel of his fuckpole digging into her ass drove her wild. She tried to get up, but he held her tight.

"Where are you going?" he hissed.

"Please let me up," she said. "This isn't right!"

"Sure feels right to me," he chuckled. "Feel my cock, honey! Huh? Doesn't it feel right? Oh, honey, it's all for you! My nice big hard prick's all for you. I just want to slam it in your pretty pussy and make you real happy. Would you like that? Huh? Would you like my prick making you happy?"

His eyes glittered as he nuzzled her neck. She found it all wildly exciting and she shivered with lust. No one could say it was her fault. She'd tried to stop him, hadn't she? His big hands were on her thighs now, caressing and stroking her firm white flesh.

"Oh, Jesus!" she murmured.

"Mmmmmm, nice," he said. "Oh, what a sweet little girl you are. Oh, yes, I'll show you how a real man does it, honey."

He put his hands on her asscheeks and pinched the twin globes, pressing his face against her heaving tits. She looked down at his head, his hair was thick and curly, silvery black. She'd tried. Now there was no turning back.

Sighing, she slowly untied her halter and tossed it aside. He turned his head up and she offered him one of her tits to suck. "I give up," she said. "Suck it!"

"Oh, shit!" he hissed, sucking her nipple into his mouth. After a moment he released it. "Delicious! Just like I thought. And beautiful! Beautiful tits!"

Opening his mouth wide, he suctioned in her boob and sucked it vigorously in the warm wet cave of his mouth. She trembled and moaned as he pulled and sucked on her titflesh. He used his lips and tongue and teeth on the stiff little spike, gobbling up her tit and taking almost the entire melon into his mouth.

Breathing hard, she gazed down at him and watched his mouth as he sucked on her boobs. First one and then the other, he lapped and slurped and licked her quivering titflesh.

She moaned at the lovely feel of his mouth on her sensitive globes. When he moved a hand between her thighs, she trembled. He pushed aside the crotch of her shorts and found her pussy. He rubbed her cuntlips through the crotch of her panties. She was soaking wet and made squishy sounds as he rubbed back and forth over her nylon-covered gash.

Suddenly he pushed her off his lap, her big tits swinging. "Let's get into a bed!" he hissed. "Kitchen's no place for fucking!"

She led him into the master bedroom. God help me, I'm going to fuck him in Herb's bed! This was a first, but she decided it didn't matter. She'd already committed so many sins, one more wouldn't mean a thing!

Nothing mattered now except the pleasure of his hands and mouth on her body. She knew what she was doing was especially wrong. He was Chuck's father. She was doing it in Herb's bed, in Herb's house. Still, she was overwhelmed by lust and totally turned on. Her pussy was doing the directing and she had no control anymore.

He pushed her over on the bed and pulled her panties and shorts off. He stared down at her naked body, and then undressed. She pulled her knees back and he moved into the saddle of her thighs.

Draping her legs over his shoulders, she opened herself up for him. He stared down at her hairy wet cunt and told her he was going to eat her out. She groaned as he swooped down on her pussy.

Opening his mouth wide, he sucked in a great mouthful of cuntflesh. She sobbed as his tongue slithered up and down the length of her pulsating cuntlips. He pushed his nose inside her cunthole and rubbed it over her clit.

She arched her back and tossed her head on the pillows, shuddering and yelling as he sucked her hungry pussy. She grabbed his head and pulled him into her cunt. Sucking and licking, he used his nose and tongue and lips and teeth to drive her wild. He kept it up until she felt her orgasm approaching. Then she shivered and squirmed her ass on the mattress pumping her cunt in a frenzy at his mouth.

He held her body down with one hand and she finally came down from her climax. When he pulled his face away from her gash, she looked up at him and smiled. His face was coated with frothy cunt-cream and he was grinning like a teenager proud of his accomplishments.

Moving over her body, he crouched down so that his cock was hanging over her face. "Give it a suck, honey," he said. "Get it good and hard and them we'll fuck."

She stared at his prick. It looked like Chuck's. She giggled. It never occurred to her that fathers passed their cocks down to their sons.

His cock was so hard and thick she wondered how it could get any harder, but she said nothing. She wanted to suck him. Reaching up, she took his throbbing fuckpole in her hand and closed her lips over his juicy knob.

He grunted, lurching forward and pushing his prick deeper into her sucking mouth. She took it all, the full length of his cock, and sucked it into her throat.