Jane Fox - The horny wives

"Uuuuuuummmm!" Betsy moaned in delight. "Fuck me, Sam! Fuck me hard,lover! I love your cock!"

As soon as Sam began fucking her, Betsy began moaning one word over and over. Sam loved to hear Betsy moan when he drove his huge prick in her hot, steaming pussy. The one word that Betsy moaned drove him wild with passion and lust. The harder he fucked the louder she moaned, "Cock… cock… cock… Cock! Cock! Cock!" Over and over Betsy moaned until her sexy chant became just one scream of passion and delight.

Sam fucked Betsy with relish, in and out, up and down, his hard cock impatient and unbelievably stiff. Betsy gasped and moaned and squealed in delight. She threw her arms around his broad back and her cunt snapped and twitched around his huge shaft with each lunge.

"Cock! Cock! Cock!" Betsy squealed, moving her hips in time to Sam's plunging cock. "Cock! Cock! Cock!"

"God!" Sam panted. "I love your pussy, honey! You've got the hottest, juiciest pussy in the world! I love it, honey! I love to fuck you!"

Betsy rocked with Sam's lunging thrusts. She felt his hard cock stretch and pound inside her cunt and slide back and forth, nudging her soft womb, and then pulling back almost to the mouth of her burning twat, and then plowing in again. Over and over. Lunge after lunge. Thrust after thrust.

Sam's body slammed against hers, forcing her ass-cheeks to quiver at his every lunge. His hands grasped her perky little nipples, rolling and pinching them, making her hard, little clitty throb and twinge in response. Sam slid his hands under her back and down to her round, quivering ass-cheeks, lifting her bare pussy up to his plunging, fiery cock.

Betsy threw her legs up and wrapped them around Sam's back. "Cock! Cock! Cock!" she screamed, louder and louder as she felt the thrills ripple through her body. She opened her thighs widely, spreading her legs as wide as she could. She felt his hard cock banging into her steaming pussy. Her hands slid to his ass and she slipped one little finger into the tight ring of his asshole.

"Uuuuhhhhh!" Sam shouted. "Uuuhhh!"

Betsy felt Sam fuck hard and harder. She twisted her finger around in his tight asshole, knowing that it drove him wild with passion. She knew Sam was going to come soon. She braced herself for the explosion of his jism into her burning pussy. She made her pussy-lips cling to his driving cock, squeezing and clutching at his rod like millions of tiny fingers. Her pussy muscles massaged his hard prick, drawing out the stored-up cum, trying to force Sam to let go and blast her pussy with his load of hot fuck-juice.

Sam could feel Betsy's cunt pull him deeper and deeper, sucking all the juices from his hard, long cock. Sam grunted and gasped in delight. No one had a snapping pussy like Betsy! Her pussy clutched and gobbled his prick right into its red, hot depths and milked it dry.

"Oh, Jesus! God! I'm Coming! Betsy! I'm coming!" Sam hollered as blast after blast of hot, thick cock-cream rushed out of his throbbing prick in spurts, blasting into her burning depths and gushing up against her womb.

"Oooooohh! Oooooohh! Oooooohh!" Betsy squealed, feeling her hot pussy tremble and shake with passion. Then she was coming, too, her whole cunt grasping and contracting against Sam's jerking shaft, taking them both to heights of sexy pleasure!

Her hips swiveled and bucked. Her ass rolled in Sam's big hands. Her pussy sucked and snapped around his jerking cock like a trained whore. Her whole body was burning!

Sam's prick bucked and throbbed inside her blazing pussy. He had never felt Betsy this turned on. He was glad that he had talked her into shaving her pussy. It was like fucking a little girl!

Betsy clamped her arms tightly around Sam, driving her finger even farther in his tight, puckered asshole. Her body shuddered and pulsed with violent waves of throbbing orgasm.

Her throbbing pussy sucked and milked his cock, swallowing eagerly all his hot cock-cream. Sam planted his huge tool deeply inside her sucking pussy and exploded with a mighty blast of hot, white cum.

"Yaaaaaaaagh!" he hollered, feeling her pussy clutch and squeeze the last drop of cum from his shaft.

Betsy's hot clutching cunt was filled to the brim with burning, creamy jism. Sam's cock had spurted and hosed so much hot cam into her little pussy that it just couldn't hold it all. Cock-cream and pussy-juice mingled in one hot, wet pool of fuck-juice that ran down her warm thighs. Betsy could feel the wetness spread to the bed below.

"Honey, let me get up," Betsy panted, laughing. "Look at this bed. It's a mess!" She sat up and glared at Sam, pretending to be angry with him but unable to hide the gleam of satisfaction in her sparkling eyes.

"That's really too bad, honey," Sam replied, doing his best to look contrite. "Next time I'll stick my hard, long prick down your sweet little throat and you can swallow all that. Then we won't get anything on the bedspread!"

Betsy giggled, reaching out to pat Sam's soft cock. "That's fine with me, as long as you're mopping up all my pussy-juice with your long, hot tongue!" she retorted.

"Later, you sexy little slut, you!" Sam said, giving Betsy a light slap across the gleaming expanse of her creamy white ass-cheeks. "Right now you'd better get dressed in something very sexy because Marylou and Henry are due here in just twenty minutes."

Betsy had been concentrating on Henry all evening. She had been glancing at him, trying to convey sexy little messages with her eyes. She had managed to rub up against him when she got out of the car and she was sure that she had turned him on a little by the brief brush of her titties against his arm. Henry had been looking at her titties all evening, and every time she had caught him staring at her, he had looked away quickly and acted embarrassed. Now the dancing was starting and Betsy could really go into action!

"How about it, Marylou?" Sam asked after Betsy had nudged him under the table. Marylou grinned and shot a quick glance at Betsy.

"Sure," she replied, "if Betsy will take care of Henry while we're dancing. How about dancing with Betsy, Henry?"

"Oh, yes," Henry replied, an expression of pleasure quickly crossing his face. "Would you care to dance, Betsy?"

Betsy smiled sweetly. "Yes, thank you," she replied and led the way to the dance floor.

The floor was crowded and the music was slow and mellow. Betsy snuggled up in Henry's arms and rubbed her hard little nipples against his chest.

"I love to dance. Don't you, Henry?" she asked sweetly.

"Yes! Yes, I do," Henry replied, unconsciously slipping one hand to her quivering, satin-clad ass-cheeks. He drew his hand away as if he were burned and held Betsy more conventionally.

Betsy snuggled even closer into Henry's arms and wiggled her hips against his. "Ooooh, this kind of music makes me feel all sexy," she murmured in a low, husky voice. She put her arms all the way around Henry so that her hard, swelling nipples were crushed against his chest. Then she ground her pelvis against his, feeling his cock surge into life. Henry had a colossal hard-on! She could feel it. She was making him horny. Now she had to strike while the iron was hot!

"Oh, goodness!" she said, swaying a little on her feet. "I guess I had a little too much to drink. I do believe that I'm a little drunky-pooh." Then she giggled wildly and pressed her body even closer to Henry's. "Could we sit down, Henry love? I'm ready to fall right on my behind!"

"Here, Betsy," Henry said, taking her firmly by both arms. "I'll get you back to the table. Just relax, now." Henry led her carefully past the dancers and back to the table. "Are you feeling all right now?" he asked in a concerned tone of voice.

"Ooooooh, my head hurts!" Betsy complained. "I think I'd better go home, Henry. I hate to be a party-pooper. Sam and Marylou are having such a good time. Would you mind taking me home and ten coming back?"