Bob Wallace: Hot naughty wife

Ray couldn't refuse. He sat up, her tits at his eye level. He opened his mouth, brought his hand to her creamy flesh, and squeezed. Patsy shoved a large nipple into his mouth.

"Ooooo, Ray," she crooned dreamily. She was creaming the bikini panties that hid her pussy from Ray's eyes. "Ooooo, Ray, suck! Suck 'em hard."

Voraciously, he sucked the large fleshy titmounds and whipped his tongue over the hard nipple. He kneaded the pliant flesh, relishing the hot silky texture. His fingers mauled the jello-like flesh as he dined on first one tit, then the other.

"Ohhh, Jesus Christ!" Patsy squealed in delight. "Gretchen was right. You can suck tits! Holy shit!" She was out of her skull. Booze and passion were a bubbling concoction that had her reeling.

"Ohhhh, chew 'em up, Ray. Ohhhh!" She shoved more of her tits into his sucking mouth, smothered his face with her pillowy softness. "Ooooo, I feel it in my pussy!" Her cunt contracted and pulsed each time he sucked and gnawed. "God, you're driving me insane!"

Her hips rocking, she scratched her nails through his thick brown hair and over the back of his taut neck, pressing him tighter between the soft cushions of her overripe tits.

"Oooo, Ray! Bite! Bite!"

Ray obliged the moaning little vixen. His hand mangled a tit, and she screamed. His teeth chomped on the jiggling flesh and erect tit-tips, and she squealed. He gasped and came up from the fleshy mountains.

"Christ! You trying to suffocate me?"

Patsy giggled and danced away from him. "Can you think of a better way of dying?"

"Yeah," he groaned, enjoying the sight of her spit-soaked tits and the gouging red marks in the creamy skin. "In your pussy, fucking you to death."

"Ohhh, it makes me cream thinking about it," she moaned. He started to rise. "No, not yet," she said, taking another step back.

"It better be soon," he warned. His groin was like cement, his voice coated with a sandpapery lust. "It better be soon."

"Unnnn, it will be, my handsome brother-in-law." Patsy's bottom lip quivered as she flashed her pink tongue over her moist full mouth. She dropped to her knees, crawled between his legs. "Let me do it my way." She grabbed the bulging hardness of his crotch.

"Uhhh," Ray groaned, unable to refuse the hot, exciting bitch as she pawed the hard lump in his pants. "Take it out!"

"Unnn, Ray, why do you think I'm on the floor?" She attacked his pants, worked the zipper down and frantically groped inside. Panting, she slipped her hand around the hardness of his throbbing cock.

"Christ!" Ray growled. Her fingers felt like clenching tendrils of heat as they laced around his hard-on. "Christ, get it out!" He squirmed, feeling as if his cock were going to snap in two.

"I am… I am!" Anxious, she twisted his hard cock out of his pants, and he groaned. Patsy looked at the thick hunk of cockmeat and drooled. "Oooo, Ray, it's gorgeous!"

Ray could only moan. His cock was free! The agony of having it bent in half was gone, but the agony of his passion churning inside his balls was still there.

Patsy swooned at the jutting piece of cockmeat – bloated and ridden with purple veins. Her wide blue eyes became filmy with desire. Her mouth instantly watered for his cock and she licked her lips nervously, anticipating the taste of her brother-in-law's cock.

"No wonder Gretchen is always smiling. What a cock!"

"Stop talking and do something," Ray grunted impatiently. "Put it in your fuckin' mouth." He lunged, jabbed, but his prick only slid through Patsy's tight fist. "Let's see how good you really are."

"You took the words right out of my mouth." Obediently, she slapped her wet pink tongue over the bloated head of his cock again and again until she had the red head glistening and shiny with spit. She came off his hard cock and groaned. "I'm gonna eat you alive."

"Do it, for Chrissake!" He lunged and his cockhead smashed against her teeth. "Aghhhh!" He dropped to the couch, his jaw tight, his teeth clenched. "Do it!"

"Mmmmm," Patsy mewed. She enjoyed teasing him and decided to torment him further. "Looking at your cock makes my pussy wet." Bending her head to the side, she opened her mouth and clamped her lips against the side of his cockshaft.

Ray groaned. Her mouth was hot, wet, and feverish as it drifted up and down the length of his shaft. "Suck it, Patsy!"

Ignoring his order, she glided her clinging lips up and down the hard length of his mammoth prick, her tongue flashing wetly over the thin skin. Up one side, then down the other, her mouth grew more demanding each time she traveled the length of his cock.

Ray squirmed. He groaned. Arching his back, he tried jamming his aching prick into her evasive mouth when her lips passed over the bulbous head of his aching cock. He was unsuccessful and he grumbled in frustration.

Patsy was in heaven. She began to gnaw at his cockshaft, nibbling up and down, thrilled with his groans of agony. She was confident in her own sexual power, her ability to seduce and give pleasure. Until Tony had split her cherry on their honeymoon and had raved about how sexy and fantastic she was, she had always thought Gretchen, her older sister, was the sexpot, the beautiful one of the family. Now she felt like she was on equal footing with her sister, especially with Ray's cock in her hand and him moaning. She was sure she was just as good as Gretchen.

Ray tired of Patsy's game and reached down, grabbing her thick blonde hair. He glared into her wide blue eyes. "Suck it!" he said fiercely.

Before he slammed her face down on his cock, Patsy smiled dreamily. "Yessss!" Her mouth opened in an invitation.

Ray slammed her face down, plowing his cock into her hot mouth. The head of his bloated prick pierced the tightness of her throat on its way through the pool of boiling saliva. He roared, releasing her hair, his cock stuffed to the hilt.

With her lips flush against the hair of his groin, Patsy waited. She reveled in his passion, the throbbing of his stiff cock deep in her throat and his groaning sounds of pleasure.

She held her head steady, feeling his cock palpitate in her throat. Then she eased her mouth up to the ridge of his cockhead, dragging her teeth along the thickness. She stopped when her teeth reached the bell-shaped cockhead.

Ray was out of his mind. He panted heavily, gazing down at his sister-in-law. Her lips were deliciously locked around his prickshaft and her thick blonde hair was strewn across his hairy groin.

"Eat it," he hissed through clenched, teeth in a biting grating rasp. "Eat it, or I'll rape your fuckin' mouth!"

Patsy sucked, excited by the passion she had created in her sister's husband. His moaning sounds caressed her as she came down on his prick. Her lips at the base of his shaft, his cock was once again buried to the hilt. Once it was throbbing inside her mouth and gullet, she gave him a sample of what she learned in her short time as a devoted wife – how she had become an accomplished cock-sucker.

Ray moaned. She was as good as Gretchen! He lunged and whacked his groin into Patsy's face. "Baby! Sweet cocksucking Patsy!" He dropped back into the cushions of the couch, content now to enjoy the fervid pleasure of her overactive mouth.

Palsy sucked avidly. Drawing in her cheeks, she gathered more suction power and dragged her teeth up his prickshaft. Once again the ridge of his cockhead hit the back of her teeth and she stopped, but only to glide back down to his groin. Beating her tongue like a sadistic whip over the sensitive underside of his shaft, she worked her lower jaw back and forth to give him maximum pleasure.

Ray was in agony, an agony he didn't want to lose. His hands clenched into fists and his balls rumbled with the heavy load of cum that had been held in check for two days. His stomach hardened and he slammed up in an attempt to quicken the slow, torturous pace Patsy was setting.