Bob Wallace - Eager wild wife

"I'm glad," she sighed. She rubbed his cock-bulge and shivered. What was hidden from view felt like a tree. "I'd hate to think that what you have here can't be mine, if only for a little while."

"When you hire me," Bart groaned, "you get it all."

"Mmmm, sounds fascinating." She pulled on his zipper, the sweet taste of revenge in her mouth. Drooling, she groped inside his pants.

"Take your time," he said. "We've got all day."

She pulled out his cock and gasped. His fucker was colossal. "God, Bart. I will need all day for this." She stroked the entire length of his hulking cockshaft.

"Give it a lick," he moaned, anxious to have her hot sensuous mouth on his throbbing boner.

Tiffany slapped out her tongue, whipping it over the head of Bart's giant prick. "Let me get your pants off. I hate it when clothes get in the way."

Bart groaned as Tiffany pulled at his belt. He lifted, his cock brushing against her cheek as she slipped his pants down below his knees.

"Now, that's better," she sighed after whisking off his pants and shorts. She shoved them aside and crawled back between his hairy thighs. "God, Bart. You're going to be a meal and a half."

"I don't think you'll have any trouble handling it."

"Mmmmm, I know I won't," she hummed. She traced her fingers along the cockshaft, following the lines of his veins. "It's so big and thick!"

"Stop talking and enjoy it."

"I am enjoying it," she cooed. She cupped his oversized balls. "God, they're so heavy."

"You'll find out why, once you stop talking and get down to cock-sucking."

Tiffany giggled. "Do all your female clients get to know you this personally?" She grabbed his big prick with both hands.

"Some do," he groaned. He lunged up through her hands, the bloated head of his prick stabbing her chin. "Eat me, baby."

Tiffany's eyes glowed with lust. She bent her head, used her teeth and champed up the length of his cock. At his cocktip, she stopped, then chewed her way back down the sensitive underside of his prick. Reaching his balls, she licked them, enjoying the texture of his thick hairy balls.

"Christ, you're a tease," he groaned.

Tiffany looked up, eyes bright, cheeks flushed. "I'll do more than tease," she sighed. "Now be quiet and let me enjoy myself. Remember, you're working for me." She winked and went back to his prick.

"You're paying the bills." He groaned as her teeth nibbled on the thick base of his prick. "Do what you want."

Tiffany, knowing her husband was in the office right next door, became highly excited. She slurped her mouth over Bart's huge cock, soaking his cock with her warm spit. She was acutely aware of the fact that only a wall separated her from Ryan.

"Unnnn… mmmm!" She ran her hot lips up and down the side of his cock. She used her tongue and teeth, blending both as she hummed her way up one side of Bart's massive cockshaft and down the other.

"In your mouth," he groaned. "Stop fucking around."

Tiffany giggled and lifted her head. "Like this?"

She brought her mouth over the bulbous head of his cock, stared at the hairy base of his cock for a brief second, then slipped her lips wetly over his prickshaft. His cock filled her mouth, and she clamped her lips right below the sensitive ridge of his purplish-red prick-head.

"Yeahhhh!" Bart roared. He lunged up. The ache in his balls was torturing him. "Suck it, baby! Suck that cock!"

Tiffany swirled her tongue around the thick head of Bart's prick. Her hands gripped his cockshaft. Throbbing beats pulsed against her clinging fingers. His power was breathtaking. She eased the head of his cock along the roof of her mouth, stopping when it reached her gullet.

"All of it, baby. Suck it all!"

Tiffany pulled her mouth off his cock. "I've never sucked a cock this big." She was panting rapidly. "Let me take my time and get used to it."

Bart grinned. "Sure, baby. Take all the time you need."

"Ummmm, I will." She shifted her two hands up and down. His throbbing prick sent shivers up through her arms. "God, I'm going to suck every inch of your cock, Bart. I'll show you how stupid my husband was to cheat on me with some little bitch."

"You talk too much," he grinned. "But who cares, right?"

She giggled, slipped her lips over his swollen cockhead and sucked. She wormed her tongue in his piss slit, swirled it over his entire cockhead.

Bart curled his fingers into fists. Tiffany's tongue was driving him wild.

Tiffany eased the head of his cock into her throat. She relaxed, breathing hard through her flared nostrils as she allowed Bart's cock to enter the tightness of her gullet.

"Unnnn, you're getting it, baby. Keep it up. Unnnn, yeah. Don't quit now!" He stared down, saw her face impaled on his prick, half of his cock not yet gobbled up by her hungry lips. "Keep going, baby. Take it all!"

Tiffany's eyes bulged. She stared into the curly hair of his crotch. There was a long way to go. Her lips touched her fingers. Spit dribbled from her mouth, flowed over her fingers, dripping onto his balls. Her jaw was open as wide as possible. Her tongue was unable to move, flattened by his cockshaft into the bottom of her mouth. She felt his prick throb, and she became a dizzy – yet remained confident she would take every fantastic inch of the private detective's gargantuan prick.

Bart groaned though his tightly drawn mouth. The muscles in his belly rippled. His balls rumbled, swelled, a vat of bubbling jizz churning to be free. "Suck it!" he roared, his husky voice filling the small office. "Suck my cock!"

Tiffany was ready for the rest of Bart's fat overgrown prick. She took away her hands. Her warm spit coated the rest of his cockshaft. Gurgling hungrily, she shoved her face forward into his groin. Hot clinging lips glided over his prickshaft, stopped as they met his hairy groin. She had taken every hard inch of his giant cock. It felt as if the head of his cock were banging in her belly.

Bart growled. "You got it, baby! Yeahhh!"

Her throat was wet, tight, clinging to his fat cockshaft like the muscles of a virgin pussy.

Slowly, Tiffany dragged her teeth along his bloated cockshaft until only half of his prick remained stuffed in her mouth and throat. Gurgling on spit, she used her hands now to urge the powerful detective to fuck her face. She scratched his heavy cum-crammed balls. She clawed his thighs and his hips. She waited, the throbbing in his cock growing stronger.

"Baby!" He slammed up into her face, fucking his prick to the hilt. Grunting, he lunged up again, fucking her face in a wild series of hard-hitting jabs. "Aghhhhh!"

Tiffany absorbed the punishing blows, enjoyed them. She was thrilled with his power and the size of his cock. His prick fucked into her throat repeatedly. She gurgled around his immense fucker. Each horrendous jab smacked his hairy groin into her sucking lips.

She sucked every chance she could as he plundered her throat. She used her teeth, scraping them sadistically along his thin-skinned cockshaft. His prick was stretching her throat, and she was amazed with her own ability to take his mammoth prick.

Bart lunged up from the couch. He jabbed hard, fucked her throat. His balls bounced with each upward fuck-thrust. "Soon, baby! Soon!"

Tiffany knew he was getting close. She wanted his cum, wanted it in her mouth, wanted to taste his jizz, savor every drop. It was a fitting revenge against Ryan and his little blonde bitch – sucking off the detective who would give her the evidence for a divorce.

"I'm there, baby! Jesus Christ! I'm ready!"

Tiffany knew it. His prick had swelled even larger. His lunging fuck-thrusts had grown even more violent, more demanding. She sucked, clawed his flesh, and gnawed at his prick. She wanted his cum as much as he wanted to give it to her.