Bob Wallace - Eager wild wife

"Better than that damn little blonde whore my stupid husband is fucking?"

"Shit, baby," Larry groaned. "She's nothing compared to you." He rubbed his prick. "Come on over and get acquainted with my cock."

"I will," she sighed. "Don't be impatient." She turned, leaned over the desk, presenting Larry with a fabulous view of her ass. "Like my ass?"

"Love it," he said. "My brother would really like it. He enjoys fucking gorgeous women's assholes."

She straightened up, came back to Larry, her hips swinging. Her eyes fell to his cock-bulge. "It's a shame Bart isn't here."

Larry's eyes were riveted to the triangle of black pussy hair that decorated her pussy. The memory of her heated cunt ate at his brain. He wanted his cock to be where his fingers had been. "Take out my cock, baby."

Eyes flashing, she dropped to her knees. "I hope you're big like your brother." She rubbed his crotch. "Mmmmmm, it feels it."

"It is," Larry said. "Our father's legacy. No money, but a cock that would choke a horse."

She fiddled with his zipper. "I would have liked to have met your father." She fumbled inside his pants, anticipating the hard throbbing meat of Larry's cock.

"He would have enjoyed meeting you." Larry groaned as her fingers latched around his boner. "Unnnn, take my cock out. It hurts, all bent up in my pants."

"Oooo, I can see why," she cooed, hauling out Larry's giant prick. "It is as big as Bart's. Goddamn, your daddy must have been something else." She squeezed his lumbering cock in both hands, watched his piss slit open. "Whewwwww, whatta cock!"

"Suck it, baby. Chew me up like you did my brother."

"I'll suck and chew you, but I want this cock in my pussy when you cream." She squeezed his prick. "Now I know why you two guys are named Steel." She giggled. "Your daddy must have been a real skyscraper."

"Nnnnnn, Bart did say you talked a lot." He stared down at her between his legs. "Eat me."

"I'm sure he said other things too," Tiffany giggled. "Like I'm the best cock-sucker he's ever met. Remember?" She swiped her wet tongue up the length of Larry's prick.

"Yeahhhhhh!" he groaned, jerking under the squeezing fingers of her hand and the whipping lashes of her wet tongue. "So prove he's right."

Tiffany set about proving what Bart had told Larry. She opened her mouth, slipped the bloated head of Larry's cock between her hungry lips and sucked.

"Yeahhhh," Larry roared. "Now you're really talking!" He lunged, dropped back, content to let the raven-haired housewife set the pace.

Tiffany, her hunger for cock fed by her jealousy and hurt, gobbled voraciously on Larry's towering beam of hard throbbing cockmeat. She sucked, her mouth crammed, the head of his prick rubbing across the roof of her mouth on its way to her tight throat. She used her teeth, her tongue, taking the hard delicious cock deep.

"Unnn, baby," Larry groaned. He twisted on the sofa. Her wet hungry lips, gnawing teeth, and licking tongue kept him squirming and groaning in bliss. "All of it, baby. Take it all!"

Tiffany intended to. She gobbled on his cock until her moist lips touched the cold metal of his zipper. Hard swollen cockmeat throbbed in her gullet and mouth. Gurgling sounds of desire filtered from her cock-stuffed mouth.

Larry lunged up, mashing her lips into his pants. His prick thickened in her throat. Her hot wet gagging mouth drove him crazy. "Baby! Baby."

Tiffany kept her mouth on his prick. Her teeth sank into the stiff base of his cock shaft. It was a tight chewing grip that had Larry howling.

"Aghhhh, baby. You're gonna bite my cock off!" He squirmed in agonizing pleasure.

Holding his prick in her mouth, she fumbled with his belt and pants. Dragging her teeth along his prick, she banged against the ridge of his bloated cockhead. She stopped, spit dripping from her mouth, keeping his cock shaft glistening in spit. One hard deep suck that churned the cum in his balls, then she released his cock.

"You ready to put your cock where it will do the most good?" She staggered to her feet, her head reeling, her body on fire.

Larry skimmed his pants and shorts off, his cock towering above his hairy groin. He kicked off his clothes and spread his legs. "Climb aboard, baby."

"Mmmm, looks good," she sighed, rolling her hips in lewd gestures. "I can't wait until it's right in here." She parted her legs, using her fingers to expose the red seeping gash of her cunt.

Larry drooled, his prick wet, aching to fuck her. "Stop the shit. Climb on."

"Ooooo, Larry. Let me enjoy myself."

He reached for her. "Bitch," he growled, when she danced back out of his way.

"Uh-huh. A hot sexy bitch who wants to be fucked." She came back between his outstretched legs. "You ready?"

Larry's face grimaced in heated anger. He hooked his legs around her legs and pulled. "Gotcha, bitch."

"Ayiieeee!" she squealed, tumbling forward. "Oooo, you bastard."

"Get on my cock, before I rape you."

"You don't have to rape me," she moaned. "I want it too much." She squirmed against him, melting down his body like liquid fire. "Ummmm, your cock feels like a branding iron."

She slithered down one of his thick-muscled legs, coating it in warm pussy cream. "Feel that, Larry. All that cream will be on your cock soon." She was out of her mind, delirious with fuck-lust.

She writhed on the floor, putting on a show for the private detective that he wouldn't forget for a long time. "Mmmm, I'm creaming, Larry, creaming for your prick."

She grabbed his leg, squirmed, straddled it, then wiggled her way up, coating it in warm cunt cream. Hot shivers attacked her pussy. Muscles pulsed inside her fuck hole, anxious for something to milk.

"You're one sexy bitch," he growled, mauling her tits as she creamed both his legs.

"I'm a hell of a lot more than a cock-sucker." She winked.

"I'll be sure and tell Bart." He twisted the flesh of her tits in his hands. "Now get on my cock."

"You're hurting me," she whimpered, loving the rough way he was mauling her tits. "You'll bruise them."

"I'll do more than just bruise your tits if you don't stop fuckin' around." To prove it, he squeezed her tit hard.

"Qwwwww!" she squealed, her face turning red. "Oooo, you fuckin' bastard." She jabbed her cunt against his knee, and lights flashed behind her eyelids.

"My cock. Climb on, or you'll be one flat-chested bitch."

Tiffany giggled, worked her body into position. She straddled his hips. "Don't hurt me, Larry," she moaned, enjoying the pain in her tits. "I'll fuck you."

Larry groaned. Her pussy had pressed his cock flat to his groin. The heat had his balls on fire. The juices of her seeping cunt soaked one side of his cock. "Lift," he growled. "Lift!"

Tiffany, liking the rough game, shook her head. "Let go of my tits." She humped her hips, made Larry groan. For the moment, she was in control.

"Aghhhh, you hot fuckin' bitch." She was crushing his cock into his groin.

"Ahhhhh," she sighed. She leaned back, presenting him with her fleshy tit globes. "Keep pawing them."

Larry did more than that. He mangled the pliant tit meat in his hands, watched her face contort in agony. "In your pussy, bitch."

Tiffany was in heaven. The pain was fun. She eased back, lifted. Her eyes glowed, wide with lust. "Your cock's against my pussy."

Larry growled like a bear and lunged up, burying the thick bloated head of his cock in her cunt. He grunted. The heat of her pussy seared his sensitive cock tip, shot down through his thick prick shaft. "Baby!"

Tiffany's eyes rolled. "Ohhh, Larry." She plunged her body down, impaling her pussy on his overgrown prick. "Aghhhhh, it's in. Ohhh, God is it in!"

"I know," he roared, the heat of her scalding cunt inflaming his entire cock. Cunt muscles, spongy and greedy, attacked his cock shaft, milked it, drenched and greased his entire fucker. "Jesus!" His hands clamped tighter around her oversized tits.