Robert Vickers - Spread Wide Secretary

Here was a man's prick buried all the way down her throat… she should relax, she should enjoy. And that's exactly what Veronica did.

Her tongue slowly moved across the base of his huge prick. But the most stimulation she gave his cock was with her throat. She swallowed and bobbed up and down on the most sensitive portion of his fuck stick.

"Shit, honey, you do that better'n any other chick I ever found!"

Veronica didn't bother answering. She gave her husband the blowjob of his life. He wouldn't even think of any of the other women in his life after she finished with his prick!

Veronica had to pull back, gasping for air. Then she tensed her jaws and raked the sides of his cock with her teeth. He groaned. She didn't give his prick time to actually hurt. She immediately sucked it back in and teased the red cock-tip with her soft lips and darting, teasing tongue.

The use of her teeth against his cock had pulled even more blood into his already hard prick. Now he was hugely erect. Every single beat of his heart caused his prick to jerk wildly. And she toyed with the purple crown using the tip of her tongue in the most delightful manner possible.

"I… I'm going to explode! Lemme come in your mouth, honey! Please!"

She shook her head, blonde hair falling across her face. Veronica didn't mind the taste of jism – in fact, she loved it. But not now. Her pussy was complaining about how she was neglecting it, for the first time in longer than she could remember, she wanted cock – lots of cock.

While the meaty, musky taste of his prick was nice, her pussy demanded to be fed, also.

Veronica tossed her head and pulled away, leaving Stan's cock bobbing freely in the cold air. Her saliva ran down the sides of his prick.

He reached for her, but she managed to elude him. Veronica stood up, her hands working frantically at the ties on her wedding dress. She managed to get it half off so that it hung down around her waist.

Veronica wasn't wearing a bra. She hadn't bothered with them since Stan had been in such a hurry for her to finish dressing. Now Veronica was glad she hadn't bothered to put on a bra.

"Jesus, you're half naked!"

"Yeah, isn't it a shame? Why don't you get me totally naked?"

She moved closer to him so he could help her get the rest of the wedding gown off. His hands fumbled as much as hers in their haste, but he finally succeeded where she had failed. She kicked free of the dress, completely naked now.

"Your panties," Stan said wonderingly, you're not wearing any!"

"What's wrong? Don't you like that?"

"I love it! So thoughtful! God, do I want to fuck you!"

She smiled. "Don't talk dirty like that around your virgin bride."

"Fuck my virgin bride!" Stan crowed, drinking in Veronica's beauty, as if for the first time.

He moved like a zombie. Each foot went in front of the other, and he covered the space between them in a daze. "You're so fucking gorgeous.

How I want you!"

"Take me," she said simply, meaning it for the first time in months.

The oily flow from her pussy lips caused her snatch to glisten in the pale light coming through the bedroom window.

His eyes took in every bit of her beauty. He was like a kid in a candy store with a twenty-dollar bill. He hardly knew where to start first.

The hair he loved so much was pulled back from her face now. She looked like some sort of naked goddess standing there. From her perfect oval face and those brilliant blue eyes, he worked down quickly along her body.

Those tits! He loved them. The deep valley between them seemed to beckon him. In spite of his longing to stick his prick into her cunt and fuck her silly, he had to stop and tend to the aroused nipples lightly pulsing every time her heart beat. The meaty mounds of her succulent titflesh were tasty. He could pop them into his mouth and suck and gnaw and nibble until he got his rocks off. They were that good.

Her waist was trim. It offset her flaring ass perfectly. He saw the shadowy depression of her navel and wanted to dip his tongue into it until he found a more delightful orifice… like her cunt. She moved slowly, sensuously, wiggling around to display all her charms to him.

Her tapering, slender legs really turned him on. Her well-fleshed thighs were a delight to crawl between. To feel them on either side of his body as he drove his prick all the way up into her slippery cunt was the nearest thing he had found to heaven. He would have given anything for that now, but he sensed Veronica was in a strange, tense mood.

The way his prick hurt him, he doubted if he would be able to take too much more of her love-play. He wanted to fuck her – right now!

"Come here, lover boy," she said, her arms extending out to him. He couldn't say no. There wasn't any way. And he was grateful that she didn't want to waste any more time on foreplay. He was at the breaking point.

The young blonde woman hungrily pulled him to her body. He felt her tits mash against the well-muscled slab of his chest. The hard little points of her nipples poked into him. He didn't care. His mouth was fully engaged with hers now. Tongue pressing against tongue sent their pulses racing.

Veronica felt the old, familiar stab of joy deep inside her body. She moved closer to her husband and rubbed lasciviously against him. She parted her thighs and captured one of his legs. Moving up and down, she rubbed her cunt against his still-clothed upper thigh. She sighed and fuck herself faster. She had to have cock pressing between her cunt lips and plunging all the way up into her belly. She just had to have it or she'd go crazy!

"Let me get you naked," she said, her voice trembling with lust. Her fingers worked quickly stripping the tuxedo off him. The studs were easier to unfasten than buttons. In less than thirty seconds, she had his shirt off. Getting his pants off proved harder. His cock poked out of the front of his fly and made pulling the pants down difficult.

But she succeeded. The blue-eyed girl's need was so great she was doubly determined to succeed.

He pulled her back to a standing position, his throbbingly virile prick pressing hotly against her belly. His hands slid up and down the sides of her ribcage. He pressed his fingers in and felt the bones underneath. But it was the silken-smooth flesh that thrilled him. He stroked upward across her tits. The fleshy bulges of her tits filled his hands. The coppery disks of her areolas deepened in color and her nipples hardened like rubber erasers on a pencil.

She thrilled to the sensations rippling into her tits. But she wanted more. The young blonde woman wanted his mouth moving all over her naked body. She wasn't standing there bare-ass naked for nothing. She wanted his tongue in her cunt; she wanted his cock, too. She wanted it all!

He licked and lapped down the deep canyon between the melon-sized mounds of her tits. His rough, pink tongue probed hard and made her gasp in reaction. He slowly spiraled up her left tit, leaving behind a trail of spit that cooled instantly.

Veronica stood for a moment, then she realized her legs were growing too weak to continue in this position. The carpet under her bare feet was thick and richly piled. She decided this was a good a place as any to fuck. She carefully lowered herself so that his tongue never left her tits.

By the time she was stretched full length on the soft rug, his mouth had almost reached the crest of her left tit. Her nipple was hard and pulsing with every single beat of her heart now. It was filled with aroused blood and felt as if it would explode like the safety valve on a pressure cooker.

"More, Stan, give me more of that sweet, sucking mouth of yours. I need it so baaad!"

He concentrated on the silken flesh under his lips, the hard pebble of her nipple, the tantalizing odor rising from her excited cunt. He was barely able to keep from jetting off he was so excited. Keeping his orgasm under control after she had sucked on his prick wasn't easy. Now he was fighting to get as much stimulation out of this naked bitch as he could before coming.