David Brown: Always horny wife

Amber, who had been experimenting with the big rubber dick, finally buried the thick, round head into Lisa's squirming cunt. The blonde twisted on the bed.

Her big tits vibrated beneath Marge's hands.

The shapely brunette pushed two more inches of rubber pork into Lisa's steamy box. The blonde pushed against it, craving snore. The rubber meat filled her tube. Amber slid another inch up the pink crevice, and another. And another. Pretty soon, the entire dildo was deeply imbedded inside the blonde's throbbing flesh. The brunette began moving it in and out. Before long, Lisa thrashed wildly.

Marge was bouncing on the blonde's face. Lisa's cheeks, lips, and chin was soaking wet. Using her thumbs, she pulled Marge's slit apart and tried to insert her lips and tongue into the delicious hole. Only her tongue would go inside. While she tongued the hole, she fondled the pussy lips vigorously with her thumbs, nabbing them. Marge squealed and jerked above her. Lisa swallowed the jets of honey that emerged from the other woman's crack.

Amber's rubber prick slammed brutally into Lisa's cunt. The blonde felt the rubber pressing against her clit as it went in and out. She popped four quick times.

Soon Lisa was writhing and gasping thickly. Her huge jugs were tight and hot. Crying out, she reached back to grasp the headboard of the bed. Every muscle in her body stood out in angry knots. Amber continued prodding her snatch with short, harsh jabs. Suddenly she went berserk, bucking like a steer gone mad. Marge was tossed to the side. Amber winced as the blonde's long legs wrapped around her and crushed her against her pussy. The rubber dick, deeply engorged within the blonde's cunt, caused her to squeeze out load after load of hot pussy milk.

Moments later, the blonde released her grip on the headboard. Her legs loosened around Amber. Panting heavily, the blonde closed her eyes and yielded to the storms that were subsiding within her.

Amber and Marge lay down on their backs on each side of the exhausted blonde. For the next ten minutes, there was complete silence.

Just then, Amber got up and removed the dildo that was still strapped around her waist. Then she headed for the shower. Turning it on, she stepped beneath it and let the cool water ease the tension in her limbs. She began to feel wonderful. Smiling, she kept her eyes closed and let the water perform its ritual on her exhausted body.

Suddenly the shower door opened.

The girls stepped inside. They went right to Amber, who had just opened her eyes. Before she knew what they were doing, she felt herself being forced to sit on the tiled floor, facing the stream of water. Then Lisa sat down, facing her.

Marge and Lisa then grasped her legs and, raising them, made her lie on her back, with her legs high in the air. Lisa went around to the back, grasped her legs, and pulled, so that she was bent double, with her thighs mashed against her tits and her ass sticking in the air.

Moments later, the helpless brunette cried out. Marge had made some adjustments with the shower head. The water suddenly came out in one thick, steady stream. The water beat down upon her helpless ass. Marge, watching the downpour, tilted the showerhead until the thick gush of water splashed onto Amber's unsuspecting cunt and clit.

The result was startling.

The brunette, screaming and twisting horribly on the floor, felt her insides streaming hotly. Lisa continued to hold down her legs. However, the brunette's wet, hot body was as slippery as an eel, and the blonde had her work clit out for her.

Marge knelt facing the brunette's exposed cunt and clit. She was careful to keep her head out of the way of the water. She pulled Amber's hot slit wide apart so that the stream of water could penetrate her throbbing cunt. Amber gasped, kicking like a trussed steer. She felt her rocks popping all over the place.

Lisa began shifting her body until her big match was over Amber's face. She rested the brunette's legs against her sides, keeping them locked tightly. Then she lowered her pink slit until she felt the brunette's hot breath all over her wet sex.

When Amber felt that she had finished orgasming for a while, she began working on the blonde's cunt and clit. Her tongue and lips worked furiously, entering the hot tube, nibbling on the fat, pink pussy lips, pulling the pulsating clit into her mouth, jabbing Lisa's creamy asshole with her thumb and then her fingers.

Still holding on to the brunette's legs, Lisa breathed heavily and squirmed deliciously on Amber's face, moving her cunt against the other woman's lips and grinding her wet sex against the brunette's mouth and chin. Amber felt the drops of pussy on her chin. Lisa shuddered and groaned in ecstasy. The brunette's tongue had crept deeply into her soaked gash. Amber sucked every drop out of the blonde's split and swallowed it.

Marge reached up and turned off the shower. Then she knelt down, licked her lips, and began assaulting the brunette's exposed well, pulling it apart with her fingers, tickling it with her tongue, pulling the clit and swirling her tongue around the juicy pussy lips. Amber began sobbing quietly as she mouthed and tongued the blonde's honey tube. She felt her insides once again filling up with love juice.

Lisa began jumping wildly on the brunette's squirming face. Amber's tongue caught the blonde everywhere – her cunt, clit, inner thighs, pussy lips, asshole, golden mound. The blonde's huge jugs bounced. Amber reached up and covered them with her hands. The blonde's tits were so big that the brunette could only cover about half the jugs. She began rubbing them vigorously, driving Lisa wild.

The blonde kicked and jerked above her, her big boobies swaying heavily. Crying out, she slammed her wet snatch onto Amber's face. Amber's tongue once again lashed out, lapping up every drop and teasing the blonde for more. Lisa shuddered.

The writhing threesome relaxed and lay back on the shower floor.

A few moments later, the three women got up and stood under the shower for the next few minutes.

Half an hour later, Lisa and Marge got dressed and left the house.

Amber spent the next half hour in the kitchen, fixing herself some lunch.

After the girls had left, the brunette had put on a bathrobe, fixed herself a sandwich, and poured herself a stiff shot of bourbon. As she ate, she though about the events of the previous day and wondered how much longer she could go on like this, cheating on Hal, hating him, acting as though she were his doormat.

At three fifteen, he was knocking on the front door.

"You're late," she said, faking anger. He didn't reply. He merely ripped off her bathrobe and began mouthing her tits as if there was no tomorrow. Amber closed her eyes and let him take her. In no time the hot storms raced through her, tearing through her writhing tube. Johnny's tongue worked eagerly, savoring every drop that sprayed out of her cunt. His mouth worked her slit lips, nibbling her, pulling her clit into his mouth, pulling her pussy apart with his fingers. She was oven-hot and slippery with cunt juice. The smell of her was delicious, turning him on even more. He heard her grunt when his cock grew in her mouth. Moaning, she pulled every inch of him deeply inside and sucked vigorously.

Johnny began feeling his jism moving around in his sac. Her fingers were busy playing with him, her hot breath driving him wild. He began humping her mouth wildly, moving his prick in an up-and-down motion. He felt her lips tightening around him as he went in, loosening as he went out. All the while, her fingers kept at his balls, squeezing them, rubbing them together, prodding them.

A few moments later, he tensed himself. His jism shot from his rocks like a rocket, tearing out of his quivering tool and filling her mouth and throat. Amber moaned deeply, swallowing his jism. She sucked him completely dry and squeezed his balls for more.