Nick Eastwood - Widow on the make
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Meanwhile Don crawled over to Andrea and started running his hands over her sleek trim body. Andrea gurgled with, excitement and grabbed for his stiff prick, pumping it in her hot little fist. He slid his hand between her thighs and played with her juicy hot pussy.
Joan watched the others for a moment, then crawled over to Frank, who was resting after his long hard fuck with Ginger. He lay lazily on his back, and Joan wrapped her fingers around his cock.
"Let's see if I can bring you back to life, Frank," she leered.
"I'd be delighted to have you try," he chuckled.
Joan started giving him an expert hand job, her fist pumping his meat eagerly. Frank reached out and slid his hand between her thighs, rubbing the fever-hot flesh of her cunt gash. Joan gurgled with excitement and creamed all over his fingers.
"Mmmmm, yesss, nice!" she sighed.
Andrea and Don were going at each other shamelessly, she pumping his engorged prick while he rubbed her dripping pussy. Except for Ginger, who was taking a rest, everybody in the room was getting it on. Dotty didn't feel so bashful now.
Harry leaned down, pushed her tits together till the nipples met, and slid both tender buds into his mouth. He sheathed her nipples in the wet heat and began to suck, and Dotty almost flew off the rug.
"Oooooh," she squealed.
Then she blushed. As she started squealing, everybody in the room looked at her. She told herself not to be silly. Part of the fun was watching. Hell, she got off on watching them, so why shouldn't they watch her?
Gradually her inhibitions faded as Harry worked her into a boiling fit of lust. He sucked her sensitive tits till her nipples were rigid and throbbing in his mouth. Then he released them and kissed and licked and sucked his way down her body into her soft golden bush.
"Oh, God, yesss!" she gurgled.
Her urgent need overpowered her shyness, and she bent and spread her legs for Harry. He shoved his face between her hot thighs, and she saw his big red tongue lash out. Then she wailed with pleasure as he began expertly licking her starved steaming pussy.
"Yes, yes, lick meeee!" she wailed.
She saw Andrea winking at her, and she reined totally. She was doing just what her bosses wanted, and it happened to be what she wanted, too. She lay there with her thighs wide open, moaning and whimpering as Harry tongued her cunt gash.
Nothing could feel better than that. His hot juicy tongue raced back and forth over the lust engorged folds, giving her the most delicious sensations. She creamed steadily and helplessly, and Harry gobbled up the tangy cream like it was candy.
"Mmmmm, unnnhhh," Dotty moaned, "so damned good."
Now Frank was winking at her. He and Andrea were making it clear to their new housekeeper that she was doing a great job. Dotty lay there enjoying hell out of Harry's greedy tonguing, and she added to her wild excitement by watching the others get it on.
Andrea and Don had masturbated each other into a panting frenzy, and there was only one way they could go from there. Andrea rolled into the doggy position, on her hands and knees with her cute little ass sticking up. Thick pearly cream was pouring from her eager cunt and running down her thighs.
Don snorted with lust and knelt behind her, grasping her hips to steady himself. He socked the fat purple head of his cock into her dripping little cunt mouth, and Andrea groaned and clawed the carpet. As he pushed into her, he spread her delicate cunt lips wide.
"Oh, fuck, yes, honey!" she panted. "Stick it in me, give me all of that big thing!"
Dotty watched Don's thick boner gliding into Andrea's cunt, and she creamed all over Harry's face. He snorted with excitement and gobbled up the musky hot juice. Harry couldn't seem to get enough of her pussy, and that was just great with Dotty.
While Harry ate her pussy and Don fucked Andrea, Joan, was licking Frank's semi-hard cock. She lashed her tongue all over the blue veined cock meat, and Frank snorted with excitement. Then she fisted his prick and started feeding it into her hot juicy mouth, and Frank groaned happily.
"Yeah, Joanie!" he cried. "Give me one of your famous blow-jobs."
Joan hardly needed any encouragement. She stuffed his whole cock into her hungry mouth and started sucking it like she was starved. Frank shuddered and groaned. His cock came to life, thickening and pushing her sucking lips wider and wider apart.
Now just about everybody in the room was engaged in some kind of sex. It was getting wild.
Harry noisily ate Dotty's eager hot cunt gash. Don lustily fucked Andrea from behind. Joan's head bobbed furiously up and down as she sucked Frank's mushrooming cock.
The only one left out was Ginger. She sat close by her husband and Dotty, glancing around and watching all the action. Obviously she was getting hot again. She squirmed and rubbed her thighs together, and pearly juice glistened on her pink cunt slit.
Dotty was concerned for her. She'd been in that position herself, watching everybody else have fun, and she knew how hard it whs. Besides, she was hogging Ginger's husband. Maybe that wasn't polite. Dotty wasn't sure of the rules of the game.
"Ginger," she panted, "if you want Harry, just say so."
Ginger laughed. "Honey, we all trade around," she said, "and when you're left out, you get off on watching. Don't worry about it. Just enjoy."
Dotty gurgled with relief. No way did she want to give up Harry, not when he was giving her this fantastic head job. He really was great at it. His big hot tongue was everywhere, driving her wild with excitement. It would kill her to stop now.
"On the other hand," Ginger said, "maybe there is something you could do for me, Dotty."
"Sure," Dotty moaned, "just tell me."
Instead of telling her, Ginger showed her. She straddled Dotty's face, her glowing pink cunt slit just an inch from her mouth. Dotty saw thick cream leaking from the woman's aroused cunt and heard her breathing heavily.
"Lick me, Dotty," Ginger begged hoarsely, "get me off!"
Of course that got everyone's attention, and Dotty heard Andrea call out, "Go for it, Dotty, you can do it."
Dotty felt like she didn't have a choice. Ginger was practically sitting on her face. Besides, she felt sorry for her because she'd been left out of the fun. She'd gone down on Andrea, and she could do the same for Ginger.
She snaked out her hot tongue and started lashing it back and forth over the swollen folds of Ginger's cunt gash. Ginger moaned with pleasure and fed her steaming juice. Dotty gobbled the stuff as she worked the woman into a frenzy.
"Ooooh, honey, yessss!" Ginger squealed.
It was crazy, Dotty thought. She and Harry and Ginger were all connected by lashing tongues. She'd never dreamed of taking part in something so wild. But she was part of it now, and her excitement was growing by the second.
She directed her tongue to Ginger's swollen throbbing clit and gave it a wet whipping. Ginger whimpered and creamed even more heavily. At the same time Dotty was whimpering as Harry's big hot tongue lashed her clit. The whole room echoed with moans and whimpers and hoarse growls of lust.
Out of the corner of her eye Dotty could watch Joan sucking Frank's thick rigid cock. Joan's mouth seemed tireless. She zipped her wet lips up and down his iron-hard boner, making it gleam with her hot spit, while Frank lay there red-faced and panting.
"Jesus, yes, Joanie!" he groaned. "Suck me, baby, that's just fantastic!"
Joan gurgled in response and sucked even faster. Her cheeks were sharply drawn in, and her throat muscles were busy as she suctioned the salty cream from Frank's piss hole and gobbled the stuff as if she was starved for it.
"Mmmmm, ummmm," she moaned.
"Christ, honey," Frank called out to his wife, "you oughta take cock-sucking lessons from Joan."
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