Jerry Jones - Wife's Anal Perversion

"You're splitting me in two," she complained.

"Oh, baby, stop it."

"Don't worry," he told her. "At stitch in time saves nine inches."

"What are you talking about?" she asked him as she felt the dildo slipping into her pussy.

"I mean, stitching your pussy will save my nine inches the pleasure."

She shook her head. He had a nerve to talk about stitching up her pussy. But maybe that's what she would require after he got what he expected.

Greg's hot hands caressed her ass cheeks as he rhythmically rode her rectum. He gripped her ass and squeezed her.

"Now you're fucking," he told her anxiously. "Fuck, baby, fuck." With deep, penetrating cock stabs he rammed it into her. She thrilled to the sensation of his hard penis plunging up her ass-hole.

"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Fuck it. Fuck, baby, fuck."

She could tell from his balls that were bouncing against her ass cheeks how excited he was becoming.

"I'm almost there," he assured her. "Just hang tight. Oh, baby, it sure feels good screwing your ass-hole."

With powerful penis stabs he continued plunging into her.

"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "fuck it."

Deeper his cock rode her rectum. She loved the erotic sensation. At the same time he continued slamming it up her.

"Oh, baby," he told her anxiously, "twist your tail for me. Let me watch it."

Greg's eyes focused on her creamy white ass cheeks. He loved seeing his thick, black penis slipping smoothly between her buttocks. He liked the way she wiggled her ass.

"Shimmy your white ass," he told her. "Give my black prick a good time."

She wiggled her ass for him and he loved it.

With continued cock stabs he went on slamming into her. All at once she felt Greg's cock shooting. It did feel good to have the dildo slipping into her pussy while Greg's thick, slippery cock plunged up her rectum. She enjoyed the moment of climax. She liked the feeling of his hot cum shooting up her ass-hole.

When he finished giving her a super fuck, he eased off.

"Baby, are you satisfied?"

"You bet I am," she assured him.

At that point he told her what he would enjoy a lot if she would agree to do it for him.

"I always like a woman to use my belt on my behind," he explained. "I don't know why, but it gets my old balls excited."

"If you enjoy it," she whispered, "I'll do it."

Greg was pleased with her reaction. He got his belt and handed it to her. Going over to the floor-length mirrors, he bent over partially. Glancing over his shoulder he commanded her, "Whip my ass."

The leather belt lashed Greg's firm, round, black ass cheeks. She could tell it aroused him as his cock lengthened and strengthened.

"Oh, baby," he told her excitedly, "you know how to do it. Keep it up. Yes, yes."

She lashed him and he watched her crotch. He could see her pussy was moistening.

"You're getting excited," he laughed.

She had to admit she was getting turned on.

"Don't be bashful," he told her. "Finger yourself."

Digging into her pussy, she manipulated her clit. At the same time she observed what he was doing with his cock. Greg was pulling on his long, black penis.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know what you do to me. Just keep that up. like that. Now you're doing it. I love it. Yes, yes."

He was completely turned on.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know what you do to me. You drive me ape." She went on whipping his bare, black bottom. He was pulling hard on his long, black penis.

"I like seeing you get this excited," she told him. "I really do." He smiled at her.

"I know you do, darling," he assured her, "and that's what ignites me. Just keep it up."

The two of them were getting more pleasure, for she went on playing with herself while he jerked on his cock.

"Oh, yes, yes," he begged her, "don't ever stop. Keep it up."

Greg was jerking at a good tempo.

"Honey," he told her, "you can pull it in a minute or two. But first I want you to keep lashing my bare ass."

She knew she enjoyed it and she enjoyed it a lot. As he straightened up and told her to quit, she went for the baby oil. Greg sat on the edge of the bed. She applied the baby oil to his penis. She massaged some around his balls as well.

"Now that's what I want you to do, darling," he told her. "Just keep playing that way."

With one hand she entertained him. And with her other hand she played with herself. Greg enjoyed watching her. It was a difficult thing to manipulate her clit and pull on his pecker at the same time. Yet, she was succeeding. This was what pleased him.

"Keep that up," he begged her passionately. "That's the way I want to see you do it. Keep it up."

Greg had never felt better. For watching her pull on his long hard penis pleased him. But what ignited him more than anything else was the fact that she seemed to be enjoying it.

"Do you like my pecker?" he asked anxiously.

"You know I do," she assured him.

It was easy to see that Greg and Carla were well suited sexually. For they both had lusty, hot desires and were eager and willing to express them.

"Now I will finger your snatch while you pull on my cock," he suggested.

Carla withdrew her fingers from her vagina. She watched as he played with her. She made it a point not to lose a beat as she went on entertaining him. For she knew how much it meant to him to have her hand pulling rhythmically on his long, black penis.

"You sure have a good hand grip, honey," he told her. "I love it when you do it like that. Keep it up."

She pulled rhythmically on his cock and he matched the tempo of her hand action. She loved the way he stroked her pussy. She liked his finger caressing her clit.

"Do it, baby," he said huskily as the erotic emotions overpowered him.

She pulled on Greg's cock and at the same time let her other hand work around his balls. She was glad that both hands could be free to please him.

Greg recognized she was trying. It was this fact that really entertained him.

"Hey, baby, what a hand job you're giving me," he commented, his eyes aglow with sexual pleasure.

"We aim to please," Carla smiled. She was lost in her own carnal, lusty desires. For she was enjoying his fingers manipulating inside of her pussy.

He went on fingering her and then she started moistening and juicing. He didn't pull his sticky fingers out of her vagina until he pinched her love button some more. More juices flowed.

Now he was ready to explode himself.

"Just keep your hand working, honey," he told her, "and I'm gonna get my rocks off. You'll love it."

He was certain that he would go off in a minute. And he was eager to demonstrate his sexual skill.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "just keep that hand in motion. That's the way. Now you're doing it, darling. Pull it. Quicker."

With rapid-fire hand movements she kept his cock in motion.

"Do it fast," he begged. "There's more juice inside."

He was right. All of the sudden his hot cock exploded. "I'm cuming," he told her excitedly. "Oh, baby, I'm shooting."

His hot sperm landed on his chest. When she pulled her hand away he told her what he expected.

"Lick the cum off my chest," he said as he lay back in the bed.

Bending over him she let her white bosoms brush against his body. At the same time she tongued the cum off his broad, black chest. This pleased him no end.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you know how to do it. That's wonderful."

It was obvious to him that she was enjoying it. When she finished entertaining him with her tongue-licking action, he threw his legs up in the air. She could see what he expected.

"Lick my inner thighs," he told her. "And suck on my ass-hole again. I enjoyed that most of all."