Nick Eastwood - Widow on the make

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She didn't answer. She was too busy lapping up his juice and eating it. She couldn't get enough of it. She cleaned the head of his cock and started tonguing her way down the massive shaft, licking up that tasty river of cream. Tony watched her and shivered with lusty excitement. "That husband of yours was one lucky guy," he growled. "Imagine having a beautiful wife like you who just loves to eat cock."

Dotty wished he wouldn't talk. She wanted to pretend that he was Hank. That made her feel less guilty. If she just looked at his prick, not his face, it was almost like old times. She used all the naughty, enticing tricks she'd used on her husband.

She ran her hot little tongue around and around his thick throbbing shaft, licking up every drop of cream she could get. She tongued lower, teasing his huge hairy balls and making him snort with arousal. More thick cream oozed out of his piss hole, and she ran her tongue back up to get it.

"Jesus, baby, you're something else," Tony groaned.

Dotty rested her slick tongue on the head of his cock, letting his salty cream ooze against it. Then she dug the tip of her tongue right into his piss hole and scooped out more hot juice. By now Tony was red-faced with lust, and he was breathing raggedly.

She wanted even more of his cream. She opened her lips as wide as she could and started sliding them down his enormously thick cockshaft. She felt like her lips were going to split, but her greed drove her on, till her mouth was crammed with his throbbing cockmeat.

"Oh, Christ, yeah, suck it!" Tony growled. Dotty caved in her cheeks and started suctioning the thick molten cream out of his cock. She rolled the stuff around in her mouth and savored it, then gulped it down and sucked for more. Tony watched her with hot lust-glazed eyes.

"Fantastic," he rasped. "I'm gonna shoot my load right down your throat, baby."

"Ummnnnm-hmmmm," Dotty moaned, encouraging him.

Once he shot his load, he'd cool off and stop pestering her. She could get away from him and think. So it was important to get him off as fast as she could. She started sucking furiously, her hot wet lips zipping up and down his engorged boner.

"Awwwww, fuck!" he roared. "Shit, yeah!" Dotty kept up her fast greedy sucking, but with her mouth full of his massive cock, she couldn't help thinking how badly she needed to be fucked. It would be so easy, too. All she had to do was release his prick and sit on it. Relief was just a movement away.

But it was out of the question. She couldn't fuck any other man but Hank. Grimly she sucked even faster and harder, just wanting to get Tony off and get away from the temptation he presented. She could tell from his steady groaning that he was right on the verge of climax.

"Awwwww, Jesus, awwwww!" he groaned. A few more hard sucks should do it. Dotty caught her breath and prepared to go into high gear. But at that moment Tony reached up, grasped her head, and pulled it back from his cock. His huge spit-soaked boner snapped free of her lips.

"Tony," she gasped, "I was almost finished."

"Yeah, exactly," he growled. "You thought you were gonna get out of here without fucking me. Well, honey, I enjoyed your blowjob. You're damned good suck. But I want more."

"Tony, nooooo!" Dotty wailed.

But Tony wasn't taking no for an answer. He'd had it in mind to fuck her all along, and he wasn't settling for anything less. Grabbing her arms, he forced her down on her back, then pinned her there with his heavy hard body.

"Give in, for chrissake," he panted. "You're gonna get it anyway, so why not enjoy it?"

"Never," Dotty sobbed. "I couldn't."

"We'll just see about that!" he snarled.

She couldn't get out from under him. He was too heavy and too strong. She clamped her legs shut, but he used his knees to force them apart. Dotty simply couldn't match his strength. She felt her thighs being pushed wider and wider open.

She tried biting his ear, but he just laughed. It seemed to turn him on, so she stopped that in a hurry. She whimpered as he worked her thighs wide open and sank down between them. He snorted with excitement and shoved his huge rock-hard cock head against her tender swollen cunt slit.

Dotty knew that if he got into her, she was lost. Her stored-up lust demanded satisfaction. She wriggled and jerked, trying to throw him off his target, but he grasped her ass and held her still. She felt the massive head of his cock spreading her cunt lips wide.

"Ohhhhh, please, nooooo!" she wailed.

Tony didn't answer. All he did was snort triumphantly as he shoved his cock about an inch into her. Dotty felt like she was taking a cannonball in her cunt. She gritted her teeth and waited to be split in half.

But it didn't happen. Snorting and growling, Tony worked his steel-hard boner deeper and deeper into her small slick pussy and the velvety walls expanded to take his cockmeat. Her cunt had no guilt, no conscience. It welcomed this stranger's cock.

The deeper he pushed into her, the more insanely excited she became. She hadn't been fucked in so long, and she'd missed it frantically. She creamed uncontrollably, soaking his cockmeat and making her little fuck tunnel slippery.

Feeling her scalding cream, Tony growled with lust and pushed the last inch to her womb. Now she was fully crammed with his cock, feeling it throb against every inch of her starved cunt. Dotty just couldn't control herself any longer. She was a normal woman, she needed sex. She relaxed totally, accepting his huge boner.

Tony felt the tension and resistance going out of her body, and he growled, "Now tell me you don't want it."

Dotty just gave a little sob of surrender. Tony firmed his grip on her hot little ass and started working his big hard cock slowly and sensuously in her famished cunt. She started creaming and couldn't stop.

"Ooooooh!" she whimpered, "ooooooh!" It felt so damned good, she just couldn't control her body. She went on soaking Tony's cock was sizzling cream, and she worked her hips to his rhythm, fucking back at him. She clawed his shoulders and nibbled his neck, just as she used to do with her husband.

And she thought, Hank, forgive me.

Maybe he'd understand. She was only human. She was also a naturally hot-blooded woman, and she just couldn't give up ac before she was even thirty. She did her best to smother the guilty memory of Hank as she enjoyed the slow deep thrusts of Tony's huge cock.

He played her expertly. He slowly but steadily increased the speed of his fucking, making her hornier by the second. Her hips matched his strokes. Each time he thrust into her, she jerked her body up to take his cockmeat to her lusty hot depths.

"Ohhhhh, God, unnnhhhhh!" she sobbed.

"You little bullshitter," Tony chuckled. "You said you didn't want it. Well, baby, you're the horniest woman I ever fucked."

Dotty blushed, but she still couldn't stop her thick hot juicing or control her lustily jerking hips. Her mind wasn't working any more. Her body was in total control, going for all the pleasure it could get, making up for lost time.

She had to give Tony credit. He might be a pig, but he was a fantastic fuck. He was hung like a horse, and he knew how to use it. He brought her along steadily, fucking her faster and faster, till the cot started to shake and creak and their hot bodies slapped loudly together.

"Ohhhhh, dammit, unnnnhhhhh!" Dotty sobbed.

She could feel the thick hot cream overflowing her cunt, reamed out by Tony's massive boner. It ran down her ass crack and puddled beneath her. She was practically swimming in her own hot juices. Tony's, cock made an obscene sucking noise as it reamed out her cream.

Of all the ways to fuck, Dotty liked a steady hard pounding the best – and that was what Tony gave her. Snorting and panting, ho hammered it to her, cramming her cunt full and hitting her womb. She kept her legs wide open for him, loving every second of it.

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