Claire Castillo - The anal wife

"You just wait until you get my big wet cock in there, honey. That!! be something to cream about."

"Do it now, Charley. Put your penis in me now. I'm ready, darling. I'm ready for all the hot erection you can give me." To prove her point,, she shook her butt up and down. "O.k., O.k.," said Charley. "Lemme get the pencil out." He stroked the yellow wood out of her asshole and tossed it aside. Then he lubricated his cock muscle. The spongy mushroom head was heated and red, expanded to full size.

"Come on," she impatiently begged him. "Please. I'm ready, Charley. Now's the time to fuck me with your joint." She reached back with two hands and held her ass flesh back and apart. The groove was as wide and slippery as it could be, and the hole was dilated to the full diameter. All Charley had to do was aim his cock, place the mushroom head at the entrance, and give his hips a good jerk. In he went! Wham!

"Oh, Christ, yes!" she cried, still holding her cheeks open for him. "Oh, fucking ass-hole!"

Charley pushed forward, down a little deeper, and then his, prick was buried in Susan's ass flesh, all the way in. She let loose of her buns and they flopped closed around his thick fuck-stick shaft. He pushed a little harder so his nut nest would rock softly against the balls of her ass cheeks. "There you go," he whispered as he leaned closer to her face. "Isn't that the way you like it, Susan? Isn't that just right, baby-doll?"

"Oh, yes," she moaned back to him. "Oh, Charley, darling, If only I could look at you at the same time as you fucked my asshole. Oh, God, it's good." She tried to turn her head in order to look at him, but the best they could do was get their faces side by side. Cheek to cheek, he continued plying her tube with his strong penis. His bone-on turned her sphincter in several directions at once. He rubbed it open and closed with a thumb he'd squeezed down alongside his joint. And he kept her cunt stimulated, too, by revolving a finger next to her clitoris.

Soon she began to roll her hips, to squeeze her interior asshole muscle. She made waves, long undulating ripples of flesh in her tube, and she tugged on his hefty, joint with all of her might. She swiveled her hips with his dick stuffing her anus, and made sure that she widened her sphincter as best she could to accommodate yet another half-inch of his thick base. When she had all the flesh cock she could possibly get inside her rump, she screamed out that she loved her husband, that his cock in her ass the way it was right then was the best thing she could ever get out of life, that nothing else so satisfied her anal desires the way this did. "Charley, Charley, Charley," she murmured over and over again, "I love you when you fuck my rump, when you put your dick in my rectum like this. Nothing makes me happier."

He liked hearing her say that, and he pumped in even deeper because of it. A moment later, when her body started to quiver, she mumbled that she would always be his girl, that she would fuck him whenever and wherever he liked, because he treated her so well. Then she started quaking and shivering, and the chills started climbing up her body, making her hotter and lustier than ever before. Her body was covered with a deep blush. Her tanned loins started shaking. Charley applied all his work to her hips. He grabbed her with both hands and shook her fanny on his cock. He rubbed it up and down and made sure he was getting the best rub possible from his wife's long smooth anal muscle. Then he started firing off, exploding in the butt basin, filling it with a huge wad of jism. When he started to pull out, she begged him to stay for just another moment more. He did, and with that she, too, started climaxing. She shook so violently that Charley had to reach up and grab her smooth shoulders. He held on tight so that he could enjoy the feel of his wife's body, shivering, quivering with orgasmic energy. She heated up and then, suddenly, as the throes of climax passed, she collapsed and begged him: "O.k., take it out. Get it out now. I'm done. Oh, please, get it out of me. It's killing me now. Get it…"

He yanked his meat out of her fleshy bunghole. Her sphincter muscle closed like a clam shell. He rolled over on his back and lit up a cigarette. "Baby," he said, "you got a top-drawer asshole, you know that? I really mean it. That little tube of yours is better than any fucking vagina will ever be. You squeeze with that muscle the way a golf pro holds onto a club. It's un-fucking believable. I mean it."

She smiled and rolled her face onto his chest. She licked his manly nipple and said: "And you have the perfect joint for taking advantage of my anus, Charley. You know that?" She stroked back her long blonde hair and arranged her titties into a more comfortable stack. Then she reached down to his big hot hog and wrapped her fingers around it. "I like this meat pressing in my butt tube, you know that? I really do." She squeezed and milked out another drop of come. "It makes me get hot just to think about it flying at full mast in my anus." She actually blushed as she said it and thought about it. "Do you think you'll be able to get it on again?"

"I know I will," said Charley, his penis already extending and firming. "You just show me that hole of yours and I'll be ready to fill it up."

She let go of his joint and got up on her hands and knees so that Charley would have that look he wanted of her big blushing moon. She reached her hands back and pulled the tender ass flesh open. "There it is," she said. "I hope you weren't just saying that, darling."

"No way," said Charley Bunkers. He climbed up on his hands and knees. He placed the mushroom head of his totally erect muscle at the entrance to his wife's promiscuous rectum. "No place like home," he whispered, and with, that he started in on another terrific anal fuck.