John Damon - Balling horny wife

Her body tingled as he rubbed soap over her, massaging her firm tits with his strong fingers, her nipples stiffening beneath his touch. His soapy hands scrubbed her cunt, his finger sliding wetly into her pussy, cleaning out the remains of his climax, shampooing the hair that grew heavy and thick over her pussy.

Her body shivered as he washed her back and moved slowly downward to her ass, lathering her round cheeks, his soapy hands rubbing up and down her crack. He slipped a wet finger into her asshole and her body burst into flames again.

She pressed her body against him, crushing her tits against his chest, her nipples thrilled by the coarse chest hair that lay around them. She shoved her cunt against his throbbing cock as his finger stroked in and out of her ass and her body burned with the hot flames that licked upward from her pussy.

Susan turned around and leaned her hands against the wet tiles, wiggling her up thrust ass at him, offering him a most delightful target.

She felt his hands on her ass cheeks, spreading them apart, opening up her crack to his raging cock. His prickknob pressed against the tender flesh of her ass crack and ran up and down it, lighting big fires everywhere his cock head touched her.

She moaned as his cock-knob pressed against her tiny, puckered ass opening. He shoved forward and she gasped in pain as his fat cock head wedged its way into her small hole, penetrating her ass. He held himself inside her ass and she felt the awful hurt pass as the water sprayed down against her feverish flesh.

Carefully he plunged forward, sliding his cock shaft into her asshole, slow inch by slow inch. Her body felt so stuffed with cock she did not think it possible to take anymore, yet he continued to plow forward, his prick ripping and tearing its way into her ass.

The pain bolted through her body, jarring her with the agony. She felt as though her whole body were being sliced in two. His cock shaft drove deeper. She felt the salty sting of tears in her eyes. Her ass was consumed by a red-hot flame a fire no water could quench.

Susan glanced over her shoulder, shocked to find that he still had at least two more inches of cock meat to cram into her mined ass. She braced herself against the slippery tiles. As he drove forward, she rammed her ass backwards, plunging his entire cock into her ass!

She screamed in pain as his hard prick-knob plowed into her bowels, his balls bouncing and slipping against her cunt. He moved his hands from her hips and slid them around her body to cup her melony tits. His fingers were rough and hard, pinching and squeezing her hard nipples.

The pain raged through her body, spreading out from her mangled ass to her pussy and upward through her belly as he held himself embedded in the depths of her asshole. Then he slowly pulled back until only his cock-knob was still swallowed by her ass before plunging back in, driving his cock to his limit inside her aching asshole.

In and out he stroked her ass with his prick, the hard ridge that separated his shaft from his knob rubbing at her ass tunnel, scraping along her walls. He fucked her with long, easy strokes, his prick sliding in and out of her ass, drawing away, leaving only its head inside, and then pounding forward, his belly bumping against her cheeks. His nuts were swaying and slapping at her cunt.

Slowly, ever so slowly, the awful agony in her ass changed to pleasure. It felt better with every stroke of his cock into her asshole. She moaned with pleasure as his prick whipped in and out, faster and faster, reaming out her ass with his fat prick, giving her ass the fucking it had never enjoyed before.

Susan's body trembled with pleasure as he ass fucked her. Her cunt burned with pent-up desire, her clit throbbing as the electrical charges zapped through her pussy, making her feel alive once more.

"Oooohhhhhhh," she groaned. "Oooooohhh fuck my ass. Fuck my ass. Mmmmm. Shove that cock in my ass. Ooohhhh, fuck my ass."

His big prick plowed in and out, stroking faster and faster. She kept time with him, her hips driving her ass back at his wildly fucking prick. He pounded her ass, stretching it wide, filling her tunnel with his hot cock meat, his prick slashing and ripping its way in and out of her throbbing, pulsating ass.

Her cunt was torn by a thousand rockets bursting inside her creamy cunt slot as her juiced poured from her pussy and ran onto her long, firm thighs. Her tears were tears of joy as her cunt exploded again and again from the delightful sensations that swarmed and flowed over her pussy from her quivering ass. Her flesh shook and shivered and her entire body shuddered as one bomb and then another banged her cunt, electrifying her clit with spasms. One followed so quickly after the other that she could not tell them apart.

"Here I comeeeeeee!" he screamed, driving his cock into her bowels and filling them with a gusher of hot jism. He sprayed his heated cum into her ass tunnel, splashing it around inside her body, filling her ass with his sweet cream.

His spunk set off a raging fire in her ass that carried into her cunt, bursting her body, exploding her clit into a million shooting stars. Her ass tightened around his cock, draining the cum from him, milking his prick shaft with her strong muscles, sucking his last drops of spunk from his dying prick.

Susan couldn't stop her body from trembling. The force of her climax jolted her to the very depths of her cunt. A fire glowed in her ass. The warm shower beat down against her back and soothed away her tiredness. She felt thoroughly and completely fucked. It was indeed, a wonderful feeling.

She stretched out naked on the bed, watching him dress hurriedly, knowing she should be doing the same if she planned to shop for her party dress.

"Anytime you need any TV repair service you be sure and give me a call," Bill smiled at her.

Susan returned the smile. "My set breaks down a lot. I may need a lot of servicing."

Nope, she told herself those shoes won't go with the dress. Her recent purchase lay snugly in its box beside her on the chair.

Susan waited patiently for the store clerk to bring out the next pair of shoes for her to try on. She hated putting him to so much trouble, but the dress was absolutely perfect for the party and she wanted the shoes to be equally perfect. She had already concluded that price was no object. The dress had been outrageously expensive and John would scream blue murder about that, so what was a little more yelling about the shoes? Anyway, she comforted herself, it was an investment in their future. If it helped get John on the right track sexually, it would be well worth any price.

The clerk came back and seated himself in front of her, extracting another pair of shoes from the white box and holding them proudly before her critical gaze.

She said, "those look much better."

The clerk sat down on the low stool in front of her. Susan placed her foot in the shoes as he helped her slip it on. He slid the second shoe in place.

They felt fine. Susan walked about, admiring herself in the mirror. These, she decided, would do just fine.

She sat back down, realizing as she did so that the young clerk had been able to enjoy the view beneath her skirt. She wondered what his thoughts might be as he cast hidden glances at her panties in the deep shadows. She crossed her long legs, very slowly, very deliberately, teasing him with her concealed pussy.

Susan felt the dampness growing in her cunt. She was horny, and there was no use for her to deny it. She could see the bulge starting to grow in the clerk's pants.

"Do they fit right?"

"Perfect. I'll take this pair. And, oh, yes, do you have the same thing in another color?"

"Yes, ma'am, we do. What color did you wish?" he asked, very politely.