Ted Leonard - Humping pumping housewife

After all, she thought hotly, I've got Arnie the mailman on Tuesdays, sexy Janet on Saturdays, and there's always nice old Mr. King tight next door.

Even so, she thrust her pussy up on Jim's plunging cock and wondered whatever became of Bob. She felt a little funny about that. Did she scare him away forever with her horny needs? Maybe she should have played hard to get with him.

She heaved a sigh as Jim pumped his load of jism into her sucking pussy and wondered if she'd ever see Bob again.

It was exiting for her to remember that first time when Bob brought Tom home drunk, and it made her cum like crazy on Jim's gushing cock.

She would never tell her father-in-law, but just when her pussy was creaming on his plunging, shooting cock, she was remembering Bob fucking her.

And when Jim was finished with her, and went to get some more coffee, she writhed with pleasure and stroked her tits and pussy, and recalled Sam's bar with Bob and the other men all fucking her. Even as she slowly finger-fucked her hot, wet pussy, she knew she would love to repeat that night.

When Jim came back with two cups of coffee, she joined him at the table, but she couldn't get Bob out of her mind. Of all the men who were fucking her, he was the only one who wanted to stop. Why?

Well, as fate would have it, she found out why, just a few days later. Tom was at work and Jim had gone home, and she was all alone again with her sex toys.

But there were household chores to be done. Like shopping. So, after a good, long, throbbing cum, she dressed in sweater and slacks and walked down to the store.

It was when she was returning, carrying a big bag of groceries, that she heard her name called. She turned and looked at the car pulling up at the curb.

"Bob!" she gasped, seeing his handsome face.

Her nipples got hard, and her pussy twitched. "Hello, Karen," he said, pushing the car door open for her. "Hop in. I'll give you a lift."

"My God," she rasped when she was beside him, "where have you been?"

She squeezed her thighs together on her suddenly hot pussy. She felt the crotch of her slacks get wet because she wasn't wearing any panties.

"I had to take care of something," he said mysteriously. "How's Tom?"

"Tom?" she echoed curiously. What was he asking about him for? What about her? But she said, "He's the same. No, worse."

"I was afraid of that," Bob said, parking in front of her house.

He took the sack of groceries and carried it inside to the kitchen for her. Just to have him there took her breath away. She wanted his cock so bad she could taste it. So she did.

"Oh, Bob," she rasped, dropping to her knees in front of him. "I've missed you so much!"

Her fingers trembled at his zipper.

"Karen…"

But she shut his mouth with her own on his cock. Anxious to suck him, she yanked his cock out of his pants and it got big right away, even as she got it out, and she held it up and rained hot kisses all over it.

Then she slipped her wet tongue out and gave his cock a series of loving licks that made it stiffen and throb for her. She moaned when it was big and hot.

Greeting him as only a horny housewife can, she took his cock into her mouth and sucked it with a passion. Her sexy lips ovaled around it and she milked it even, as she licked and sucked.

Bob groaned as she made his cock swell up something fierce, and he groaned again as she ate him. Her hot, wet mouth slipped fast on his cock, making it rigid with lust.

She closed her eyes in pleasure and bobbed her head to make his wonderful cock fuck in and out of her loving mouth. Her tongue swirled a lot.

Bob leaned back against the sink and let her go at it. That pleased her, and she moaned her pleasure to him as she sucked him off. Her fingers toyed with his balls and her mouth took more and more of his cock in.

The hotter she got, the more cock she sucked, until at last, horny out of her mind, she grabbed his hips and forced him to fuck her throat.

Caught up in her fire, Bob clasped her head in his big, strong hands, and fucked all of his big cock in and out of her mouth. His cock-head lunged into her throat again and again.

More experienced now than when she first met him, she worked her throat muscles on his cockhead each time it came lodging there. Her throat became a hungry little mouth, clamping and unclamping rhythmically. Bob grunted as he fucked her face vigorously.

Karen was overjoyed by then. This was the cock that set her free, as far as she was concerned. How could she help but suck the hell out of it? Thus inflamed for it, she blew his cock like it was the last one she'd ever suck.

"Christ!" Bob blurted hotly, and his cock exploded in her sexy, wet mouth.

It jumped and jolted between her leeching, slip-sliding lips, and pumped big wads of thick, rich cock-cream into her drenched, sucking mouth. She gulped and gulped his cum down her horny throat, and wouldn't stop sucking until she had all of his jism in her belly.

Of course, sucking her favorite cock made her terribly hot. By the time Bob's cock stopped spitting for her, her pussy was so horny she thought she'd die if he didn't eat her pussy.

Her horny cock-sucking had put Bob in the mood, too, as she found out in short order.

"Bob… Bob… please… eat my pussy," she moaned.

He pulled her to her feet, pushed her back onto the kitchen table, and tore her slacks right off.

She hardly caught her breath before he planted his handsome face between her open, quivering thighs and tongued her hot pussy. He gripped her asscheeks and shafted all of his thick tongue up into her pussy, and started fucking her with it right away. Karen saw stars.

Like a man who knew how to give a girl exactly what she needed, he tongue-fucked her pussy, licked and sucked her stiff little clit, and then finger-fucked her pussy at the same time.

"Ohhhh, Bob!" she gasped, humping her pussy against his face. "Eat me! Bite me! Suck me! Ohhhh, I'm gonna cum already!"

And she did. Her hot ass jerked and her wet pussy churned as he licked and sucked and fingered all at once. And she came wildly, wetly, juicily.

The hot pussy-eating had the same effect on Bob that it had on Karen. He was right there, cock in hand, urging it toward her soaked, writhing pussy. And then it was like the first time for her.

"Ohhh, Bob!" she panted as his thick cock inched into her pussy. "Give it to me! Fuck me! Screw me! Bang me! Ohhh, my pussy's so hot for your cock!"

It was. It was on fire by the time his balls kissed her twisty ass, and it burned his stiff cock as he fucked it in and out of her.

As horny now as she was, he shoved her tight sweater way up and attacked her aching tits with his lips, tongue and mouth as he powered every inch of his cock into her belly.

Her pink nipples spiked for him, and her little clit stiffened for him. Her tits squirming in his mouth and her pussy screwed on his cock. She whimpered with increasing pleasure as he fucked her like that.

As his cock continued to delight her and arouse her, she panted and moaned and fucked body for him. Every thrust of his masterful cock was new joy, and she writhed on it and humped it and fucked it faster.

Her head rocked and her fingers clutched at his hair as he sucked the life out of her horny tits.

"I'm gonna cum!" she shrieked, fucking even faster. "I'm cumming!"

His cock drilled into her pussy, harder and harder.

"Ohhh, I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cummiiinnnggg!"

Her hotly twisting pussy sucked him off, and he came, too, driving her wild with cummy pleasure. She writhed and humped and twisted and screwed as his big cock pumped a huge load of jism into her cumming pussy.

"Oh, Bob! Oh, Bob!" she gasped, cumming more on his spitting cock. "This is how I remember it! Ohhh, fuck me! Shoot in me! Make me cum on your cock!"