David Crane - Wife in the back seat

Her finger probed up his shit-hole, and he groaned as she played with the base of his hard-on while he fucked her.

He looked down into her spread loins and watched his thick fucker slowly emerge from her little pussy, dragging her cunt-lips along with it. Then he watched all of it fuck into her pussy again.

She bridged and arched, her head bobbing up and down and her face jerking from side to side, glowing with well-stuffed radiance. Her gold hair was tumbling around her oval face and her lips were parted and panting with the rapture of this randy rutting.

"Ohhh! Fuck my ass off!" she wailed. "Fuck my cunt to jelly!"

Her legs shot out and her feet circled in the air behind his grinding ass. She swayed back and forth on the desk, her hips joking like pistons.

He dipped down and plowed in from below, tipping her ass up from the desk, then rose up and fucked in from above, sliding his prick across her clit.

"Screw me silly! Oh, shit! I've never been so full of prick! I love it – I love it – I love it!"

She began to twist her groin around so that her fuck-hole was winding on his prick like a juicy nut onto a meaty bolt.

The action was adding torque to the in-and-out friction as he fucked in and pulled out. Cunt-juice was streaming from her cock-stuffed pussy.

His pussy-plunger fit her so snugly that when he stuffed it in, there was no room for her cream and the stuff was being pumped from her pussy.

Dolly thought that her hipbones might dislodge, that his cock might ram right up through her body and wind up inside her skull – fucking her brains out.

She couldn't have taken another inch of cock. His cock-meat was filling her cunt to the very core and stretching her out to her capacity.

She was brimful of cock, and adoring every inch of it.

Her cunt slurped noisily as he yanked back and her cunt-lips clung to his prick with suction.

Dolly began to cream off.

Waves of joy shot across her belly and sped up her quivering thighs, crashing together in the depths of her pussy. They came faster and higher, merging into one tidal crest centered in her clit.

Her clit went off like a detonator and the core of her cunt melted.

Clem fucked in and cunt-cream poured forth, soaking her groin, running down into the crack of her ass, being absorbed by the blotter on the desk.

His balls swung in and bit her crotch with a splash, spraying pussy-cream up into her blonde cunt-bush. His belly and balls were drenched with her overflow.

She kept right on cumming.

Dolly knew that she was going to keep creaming until he extinguished the flames in her pussy with the foam from his meaty hose.

She yearned to feel his cum squirt into her dissolving cunt. Cumming felt even better when a horny man was spraying jizz up her pussy.

"Juice me – spunk me!" she cried. Clem started to drive his big fucker in even faster, jolting her pelvis. She was shaking like a rag doll on the end of his cock, jerking like a puppet on his prick.

"Slime my cunt – give me your jizz!" Clem grunted and snorted like a crazed bull as he fed the cock-meat up her creaming cunt-hole.

His balls were set to blow.

"It's on the way, baby!" he howled. "Oooooh!" Dolly cried, at her peak and wanting his cum as much as she wanted to cum, herself.

Clem's fuck-juice gushed into her cunt, hot and heavy, thick lumps of cum hitting her fuck-hole deeper than she had ever felt it before.

He rammed in and she met him, and they drained off their lust together.

Dolly had made her down payment on the car, although it had occurred to her that it was she, rather than the dealer, who had got the deposit.

But the dealer wasn't complaining. He held his cock up her while the last tickles of jism came from his piss-hole.

Then he pulled out as he had gone in, slow inch by inch.

His prick-knob stuck in her pussy-slot for a moment, then popped out like a cork from a bottle. Cunt-cream and jizz poured from her open pussy in a creamy deluge.

His huge prick was drenched – and it was still standing rampant before his belly.

Dolly saw that not only did Clem have a bigger cock than the driving examiner, but that it was more potent, as well. It hadn't sagged an inch.

She leaned forward, sweet tits bobbling. "Let me suck it," she sighed. "I love to taste my cunt-cream on a cock."

Clem shoved his cock out and she gulped the huge cock-head in and nursed greedily.

She bobbed down. His cock was too big for her to deep-throat him, and her mouth was not as deep as her fuck-hole, but she swallowed on down and managed to engulf half of his prick.

Fuck-slime dribbled from the corners of her lips and ran down her chin. Clem stared down, fascinated by the sight of that sweet young face stuffed down on half his prick, sucking their combined cum from his cock. After a while, Dolly pulled her lips off his prick and sat back, smiling in her dazzling way.

His prick gleamed with her saliva, but not a drop of jism or cunt-juice remained. Her throat worked as she swallowed down the slime.

"Since we're at it, would you like me to make a second payment on the car?" the girl asked.

Gem grinned.

Thank heavens that the red convertible had been left on consignment, he thought. The owner was never going to believe how it had been paid for, but this was no time to worry about that.

What a treat this cute teenager was!

She had taken all his cock up her cunt, and she took in the mouth, too.

His wife could only take half of his cock and didn't give head at all, as far as he knew.

But Clem's wife had ways of her own…

Emma Grubb was still in bed when Clem left to go to his used-car lot. She was a sultry, dark-haired beauty with big tits and a great ass and a narrow waist. She had, such a sexy, voluptuous body that Clem thought it was a shame that her cunt-hole wasn't a bit deeper and that she didn't take cock in the mouth.

She had told Clem that she had a headache when he had begun to fondle her and suggest a morning fuck, and she had accordingly looked miserable and unhappy while the frustrated man was getting dressed.

But as soon as he had left the bedroom, to make his own breakfast, Emma looked less unhappy.

And when she heard him leave the house, the raven-haired temptress looked positively blissful.

There was a telephone on the nightstand beside the bed, and she used it immediately.

She dialed a number and got a response. "Sam, darling?" she said. "Yeah, baby – has old horse prick left yet?" Sam asked, sounding eager.

"Yes, he's gone for the day. And I told him I had a headache, so I wouldn't have to fuck him – and I'm horny as can be, darling," Mrs. Grubb said.

Sam was breathing hard into the phone. "I'll be right over."

"Ummmm! Lovely, I'll just stay here naked in bed, and you can let yourself in," Emma told her lover.

She put the phone back in the cradle, smiling in happy expectation. While she waited for Sam to arrive, Emma played with her pussy a little. She wasn't trying to make herself cum, just getting her cunt nice and hot and juicy so she'd be all ready for Sam.

She stabbed her fingers in knuckles-deep and pulsed her cunt-muscles around them. The inner cunt-rings clamped on her fingers, just as she tightened them on her husband's gigantic cock, to make him believe that she had a really shallow fuck-hole and could only take half of his prick.

Emma didn't know if she should be proud of her cunt control or scornful of Clem for being so easily deceived.

Soon, she heard the downstairs door.

She took her hands out of her groin and sprawled out wantonly, legs apart, smiling.

The bedroom door opened and Sam came in.

Emma looked surprised – then delighted. Sam was wearing a long black raincoat and a fedora hat pulled down low. The figure in the raincoat was slender, but the bulge in the front was prominent. "Oh, Sam, how droll," Emma laughed. Sam opened the front of the long raincoat, exposing like a flasher.