Rod Strong - Dealing in adultery

Roina's vibrating cock was receiving wild, fantastic sensations the majority of men rarely, if ever, experience. What fabulous fortune to run into a really good whore on a night like this. He felt his pounding cock going insane with the static thrills running through it.

Roina felt anxious to bury his swollen meat into Debbie's professional cunt, but Paul Guida was still working down there. Besides, she was sucking him off with such fabulous vigor he feared to break the current of thrills shooting through his throbbing cock all the way down to his aching nuts.

Debbie felt Guida's tongue beginning to tire. Lifting her mouth off Roina's spit-soaked cockshaft, she told Guida to relax for a few minute's. The cuntlapping Guida fell back on the bed, away from her.

Twisting around, she made sure Roina was flat on his back, then raised her sputum-dripping cunt above his dong. Her knees rested on either side of his burning loins and her round, twitching ass faced almost directly into the videotape camera. Her flooding gash hovered against the tip of his horny cock, and she teased it by letting her slit move back and forth against the leaking tip.

Roina jabbed straight up with his lancing cock and it split her pussy doors wide open, letting his pike travel straight up along the course of her burning canal. It steamrolled into her dripping honeypot at the speed of light.

Debbie made a slight strangled sound as the prong moved into the dark depths of her weeping cunt. When his thighs slammed against the doors of her outer labia before her womb could feel the tip of his obtruder, Debbie felt a little disappointed. She disliked short pricks. Then she let out a long, low moan and began her grinding, hip-smashing, cock-crushing journey that could only end up in an orgasm of cosmic proportions; a huge climax designed to take a century to complete.

Paul Guida was staring, watching the slithering cock of his buddy slide in and out of the woman's grasping hole. The way he knelt down, his face almost up against Debbie's pounding ass, I thought he was counting her cunt hairs. He was frozen by the magnificent sight of that blood-engorged cock slipping in and out of her slithering cunt. Even I could see the flagstaff he was sporting throb again and again, itching to get into a part of the jouncing woman. When Roina's prong went up into Debbie's heaven hole, the outer lips of her well-formed pussy tucked themselves solidly around the base of his prodding prick, as if trying to suck his entire body into her. On the outstroke her puffy cunt tugged her outerlips away from the oozing hole, giving them the appearance of a mouth sucking on a candy stick.

Debbie was leaning forward now, her ass moving back and forth in shorter, more rapid movements. He could see Debbie's winking asshole, calling to him, telling Guida to do what Roina was doing to her struggling twat. Once again Debbie's zinging twat sank down deep on the reaming pumper lunging in and out of her, and she rotated the firm, yet tender walls of her fiery cunt against Roina's steampole.

Guida reached forward and let his hands cup the full, moonshaped cheeks of Debbie's globular ass. His cock was throbbing with stiffness as he pushed her ass down and then pulled it up, helping her on her ride on Roina's maypole.

Rock-solid cock and mushy cunt continued encountering each other in a series of forceful thrusts, and both organs were shivering in anticipation of the upcoming climaxes. Guida could feel the sopping liquid seeping from Debbie's heavily-worked cunt as the fluid covered his hand. It was as if Roina's puny prick was pulling the fluids out on each outstroke.

Guida let the juices cover his hand, reveling in the feeling. He moved his hand closer to the soft ridge of Debbie's labia, and when Roina's cock came roaring out, the gooiness came with it again, once more covering his hand.

Roina was moving more and more quickly, and more and more oily fluid flooded from the seams where his crushing cock fitted into her cunt crevice. Guida was letting his fingers soak up the grease and then he began pushing an exploratory finger into Debbie's rocking rectum. For awhile the sphincter of her asshole resisted his blandishments, and then, suddenly, it opened and his finger slipped right in. I could see Debbie jump as Guida's finger popped straight up into her anus. The jump made Roina pump all the harder.

Not that it was necessary. The fucking pace was now wildly frenetic. Debbie was going hog-wild in an attempt to come before Roina. She knew damn well if he came first, he'd pull out leaving her up the climax creek without an orgasmic paddle.

Roina, on his part, was lost in the cosmic fury of Debbie's pounding pussy. He ached, itched, and burned to reach that overwhelming orgasm. It would be there soon, and he was going bananas expecting the feeling to overpower him.

Guida could see both of the others were nearing their peaks. If he didn't get in on the action soon, he would probably get nothing. And the idea of getting nothing never appealed to Paul Guida. The tempo had picked up from lightspeed to thoughtspeed.

All this time Debbie was having a ball. She loved the way her hot hole was stuffed with Roina's horny cock, and she thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of Guida's digging finger in her asshole. She moved her ass against the finger to the point where I knew she would have loved another cock buried in there, yet from what I could see she was so close to climaxing, one more cock would have made little difference.

Neither cop was thinking about anything sadistic at this point. Each one wanted his heavy rocks blasted off. Roina's total energy was directed at his own pleasure, and Debbie was so burning hot, water would have sizzled had any touched her. She wanted a climax more than anything else in her life.

Guida was all but clawing at Debbie's back with his free hand. His white-hot cock looked like it would shortly explode.

Debbie was going to climax first. I could tell by the way her delectable torso began spiraling up and down furiously on the rock spire of cock. She was gyrating insanely. Delicious quivers seemed to float up and down her trembling spine. I could see the fiery currents building within her. Soon electricity would shock its way through her cunt canal, building to a finish that would spread through her entire body.

Roina's thigh muscles were beginning to tighten. I could see the cords pulling as his belly sucked in. The sperm factory in his balls began going into overtime, and soon the white-hot flood would boil over and leave through his flesh tube.

Debbie's pussy had to be a blast furnace with temperatures able to melt metal, much less cock. The thick waves of grease in her cunt were probably bubbling. Her solid buttocks wiggled wildly, still clutching Guida's finger. Debbie was moaning, all but begging Roina to hold off his come until she had a chance to apex first. Roina on the other hand was interested solely in the world-shattering climax building in his own cock. Soon he would shoot of in such a blinding flash of sensation, the entire world would be rocked to its very foundations. It would cease rotating on its axis until his orgasm had ended.

From the look on Roina's face I could see he felt the twitch in Debbie's blazing pussy. Damn! She would come before him and leave his aching cock high and dry. But though he was on the brink of coming, what he needed to push him over apparently wasn't there. When it did arrive he would explode with atomic force, shooting one blast after another into her grasping twat. He'd shoot so much sperm into her sloppy cunt she'd float away in an ocean of white cream.

Paul Guida was now yanking on his cock with his free hand; his other hand still massaging Debbie's winking asshole. He tugged on his boiling prick as if he were stabbing it to death. The strain of watching his partner wildly fuck into this delectable whore with the big tits was too much. The way those mountainous jugs bounced with her movements was too much. But if he crammed a tit into his mouth it would slow her bouncing, and Roina would lose all the feeling he was accumulating. Hell, if he didn't get his nuts cracked shortly, the whole top of his head would blow off.