The sight excited her.
"Fuck my ass, baby… rim me, and jack yourself off," Anne cooed.
Anne finger-fucked her pussy faster, enjoying the rippling waves of satisfaction that flooded her being.
Dave lapped and slapped his tongue at her shitter. His hand pumped hard and fast on his prick.
Anne watched in the mirror. She started to roll her ass in lewd, wide circular swings, rotating her gorgeous ass at Dave's face.
Suddenly he was up on his knees behind her. His hands slid to her hips. His cock wobbled between her thighs, slapping at them.
Anne reached down, between her legs, grasped the iron-hard prick and pulled the cockhead against her itching pussy.
Dave pushed.
Anne rolled her ass.
He slid his cock into her cunt. "Ah, yes," he moaned.
"Fuck me like a dog," Anne said.
He started fucking, bent over behind her, then reached under her and cupped her tits. He fucked his cock into her hard, then fucked softly, then slammed harder.
Anne bucked her ass to meet his fluid fuckstrokes.
He fucked a full eight inches in and out of Anne's pussy, and, much to her delight, his cock was hard as a lead pipe. His prick was so hard and throbbing she could feel the thumping against her cunt-lips.
She continued her wild movements, corkscrewing her ass in incredible swings and sways, fucking back to him, taking all of his cock, making the man swoon with the deep pleasure of real love.
"Fuck me, come on, fuck it, baby!" Anne gasped.
"I am, honey. I'm fuckin' into your pussy with my hard prick. We're on the floor, on our hands and knees."
"I love this," Anne murmured. "This is a great way to fuck."
"I love your ass," Dave blurted.
Then Anne felt the rippling delight of her climax, a sweet sensation that consumed her, totally took over her entire body, made her shake and shudder with pure pleasure.
"I'm cumin' right now!" she gulped.
Dave fucked her faster, ramming his cock with short, quick jabs into her cunt. He came. His prick unleashed a huge, thick load of fuck cream that splashed hotly into Anne's cunt.
And they had a good movement going, a good fucking in process, with Dave humping behind her, his balls swinging, his cock fucking in and out of Anne's slurpy cunt. He clutched Anne's big, round tits, fondling them as he fucked her from behind.
She kept watch in the mirror.
Now, Dave moved his hands back and placed them on the lush curve of Anne's hips. He got a good grip so he could fuck his prick in her pussy all the way.
Anne stuck her hand down there between them and felt the slick, creamy slide of his cock as he fucked her cunt. This cock-to-cunt touching excited her, and Dave loved having her fingers exploring the action of their fuck.
Dave looked in the mirror. He caught Anne's gaze.
"We're fuckin' like dogs, darling," he whispered hotly.
"Yeah… like dogs, baby. Fuck me like a dog," she panted, rolling her ass in wide, sweet circular motions.
"You're fucking me with your ass. I don't even have to move," he said.
"It's the best ass-movement you'll ever have," Anne puffed.
"Damn right it is, and I know it, that's why I love you so much," Dave whimpered.
He was still behind her, on his knees, his hands holding her rotating hips, her corkscrewing ass. His cock was hard as shiny chrome, sticking up into Anne's cunt. She wound her ass, swayed her hips round and round, fucking his incredible hard-on.
"You sweet son of a bitch," he whispered. "You look so good fuckin' me like that."
Anne watched in the mirror.
So did Dave.
They were beautiful, on the floor fucking. Anne dropped her hands, went down on her elbows, and pressed her cheek on the floor, her head turned sideways. This action stuck her ass up higher, more beautiful than ever.
Dave couldn't stand it. He began fucking his prick in and out at Anne's winding ass. She treated him to nice slow fuck-strokes, keeping time to his with the circular swings of her miraculous ass.
"Oh, Anne, fuck me," he whispered hotly. "We're fuckin' good, baby," she cooed. "You're comin' in the back door."
"Oh, shit, honey, darling, sweetheart, lover, my lovely wife… how I love you!"
"Yeah, well if you love me, make me feel good. Keep pumpin' that big, hot prick into my pussy."
"I wish I had a picture of us fuckin' like this," Dave said.
"You do, huh?" Anne teased, smiling, still resting her head on the floor, still screwing her ass back at his iron-hard prick.
Dave picked up the pace. "I wish we could fuck all night."
"You promised to take me to dinner. Don't forget it's our anniversary."
"An anniversary fuck!" he cried.
Anne worked harder, faster, and Dave humped and thumped his cock into her cunt. "I'm feeling that good feeling," Dave panted.
"I'm gonna cum, Anne!"
"Go on, squirt off in me!"
He did. A hot, juicy load of fuck cream splashed into Anne's pussy. She saw Dave in the mirror tremble, saw his body shudder, and then she felt the passionate singe of pleasure sear her whole being. A delicious swelling came over her, sending vibrations of sweet satisfaction buzzing through her.
"Ah, whoo, mmm, uh, uh, uh, uh, oooo, Anne!" Dave cried.
"Shoot off in my cunt," she sighed. "Squirt it all into me, baby."
He fucked harder and faster, his cock erupting magnificently, the hot load splashing, spilling like a geyser into Anne's juicy cunt.
"Is there anything you like better than a good fuck, Anne?" he panted.
"Yeah, baby," she whispered, consumed by the climax zipping through her. "A bunch of fucks, fucks, fucks, oh, oh, oh, oh, shit, shit, uh, ahhhh!" she moaned with delight.
CHAPTER THREE
Dave had to take another shower after all the fucking and sucking.
So did Anne.
When he finally emerged from the shower, she had slipped into her merry widow again, the nylons, the shiny white high heels, the tight garter-straps, and a sweet pair of tight white panties.
She slipped into a white linen skirt designed for summer wear and a black nylon blouse that bulged enticingly with her big, round tits.
Dave wore a dark-blue suit. They left their house on Paradise Beach and drove into the city for dinner.
Anne sat on the front seat, the skirt skipping up over her knees, her legs sleek, fine in the sheer nylons, the white high heels. The skirt pulled in tight around her beautiful hips and ass.
"Do you really wanna watch me fuck someone, take pictures of it?" she asked.
"Oh, yes, darling," he answered quickly, feeling a twinge in his crotch, feeling a thump in his cock.
"It might be exciting," she said.
"Mmmm, really would be," he murmured. "God, sure would be."
His hand fluttered up and down her soft thigh, pulling the skirt up over the top of her nylons. His cock leaped to another erection and spiked up against his pants.
"Honey, don't, not in the car," Anne protested.
He took her hand, squeezed it, then placed it on his lap.
She felt the rock-hard prick.
"Good grief!" she exclaimed. "You have another hard-on. I can't believe it!"
"Yes, you can… just feel."
She grasped the stiff cockstalk through his pants and squeezed.
"Good God, baby, it's really throbbing," she whispered.
"Take it out?"
"In the car?" she cooed.
Anne unzipped his fly and pulled out the solid, swollen prick. His cock thumped thickly in her soft hand.
"God, you are horny all the time, aren't you, sweetie?" Anne whispered, her hand caressing his throbbing thick prick. "It feels good."
She squeezed the cockstalk, wrapping her soft warm fingers over the bristling, hot hardness, pulling the big prick out of his unzipped pants.
The cockstalk wobbled. Anne gripped his prick mid-way down, held on firmly.