Hal was on his knees in front of his desk, facing the door. Clothes were strewn about the small room and he was, as far as Roxanne could tell, naked as the day he was born.
But what he clutched so frantically between his legs did not accompany him on his exit from his mother's womb.
The horny kennel operator was doing nothing less than slamming his big cock into a bizarre electric device made out of soft rubber and plastic. The machine was pumping rhythmically on his big prick, sucking and squeezing like a juicy, well trained cunt.
Hal clenched the sides of the weird device with his white-knuckled fists while he thrust his fat cock into the pussy-like slit at the top. He grunted and groaned uncontrollably, putting all his strength into the fucking, his face strained with lustful agony as if he were getting the suck-job of a lifetime.
He couldn't help seeing Roxanne enter the room, and he was ashamed to be seen fucking this sophisticated sex-toy, but he was so close to shooting his cum that he just couldn't stop.
"Ooooooo!" he groaned. "I gotta get it. Get it! Yeaggghhhh!"
As he stepped up the pace of his thrusting motions, Hal strained desperately to reach down and press a red button on the side of the mechanical cunt. As he managed to finally flip the red switch, the strange toy-pussy whirred into high gear, pumping hard and deep on the man's hard cock.
At first, Roxanne acted surprised – almost horrified. But as she realized that her pussy was still gushing hot cream, she understood that her initial horror was just a conditioned reaction. She acted negatively, she knew, because she had been trained by society to believe that fucking a precision-made pussy-robot was somehow dirty and disgusting.
But Hal was squirming and writhing and fucking so intensely, with such a look of all-encompassing pleasure etched into his face that Roxanne knew what he was doing couldn't be wrong. No, nothing that provided one with the utmost in pleasure, without interfering with the rights and the privacy of others could never be wrong, no matter what any crazed politician or law-enforcement official or repressed psychologist might say.
Roxanne's broad experience with cocks and cum told her that Hal was going to bust loose his load any second. And she wanted to be part of his ecstasy. She wanted to share with him her latest revelation. She wanted to join him in unrestrained bliss, taking pleasure together wherever they could find it – and whenever they could get it.
"Oh, I want to fuck!" she cried, ripping off her dress. Kicking her shoes up across Hal's desk, Roxanne then dropped to her knees in front of the big man, attired only in her panties and her bra.
Reaching behind the wildly pulsating little jackoff apparatus, Roxanne slid her hand around until she located Hal's taut ball-sac. Wrapping her fingers around his churning nuts, she squeezed tightly, trying to force his hot jism up into his cockshaft.
"Ooooooo, baby, that feels so good!" he cried, tilting his head back and closing his eyes tight. "Do my asshole, too! Pleeeease!"
With her other hand, Roxanne searched out his sweaty ass-pucker, having a hard time keeping her hand in Hal's ass-crack since he was fucking his hips back and forth so wildly.
But with a little extra effort, Roxanne managed to keep her grip on his balls while jamming a finger deep into Hal's gritty asshole. She maintained this lewd grip between his legs while he rammed harder and faster into the cunt-machine.
As Hal's cum began to boil and bubble, Roxanne could feel the jism start to pump through all his glands and tubes before it jetted straight up his cock-shaft. Then jet after jet of hot spunk shot from the tip of his prick, filling the madly squeezing fake-pussy.
Hal fell back against the desk, exhausted, but his cock was still pumping out gobs of cum. Roxanne pulled back her hands and stared down at the satisfied man as he spewed cum all over his lap.
The little machine was still on and it continued to expand and contract sloppily, wheezing and humming. The rubber cunt slit in the top bubbled with frothy cum and slick Vaseline. To show Hal her appreciation and prove to him that she saw nothing wrong with any kind of sex whatsoever, Roxanne leaned over and tongued the greasy fuck-juices that were dripping all over the machine.
Hal sighed ecstatically, enjoying this lewd spectacle to the limit. "Eat it, Roxanne. Go on and eat that stuff, baby!" he commanded. His voice loud but thick with leftover desire.
In her haste to lick up all Hal's spent cum, Roxanne attacked the little plastic pussy and somehow unplugged the cord. The big-titted woman dropped down and rested on her back, her legs in the air. This position allowed Hal to see both her sweet panty-clad crotch and her rapidly flicking tongue snooping up his jism from the rubber cunt-hole.
"Oh, that tastes so damn good!" Roxanne said, sitting up and licking her lips. "It makes me feel so weird, so free and stuff, you know?"
Hal looked at her and shook his head, wiping rivulets of sweat from his wrinkled forehead.
As Roxanne unhitched her blouse, she said, "But don't you know what I mean? It's like this fucking and sucking is so basic. And honest. I get really tired of people playing games in the bedroom, you know. All those stupid head-games and inferiority problems and all that shit. It just makes me feel good to know that when people like us, who enjoy fucking so much and who practically live to celebrate the feeling of a cock in a cunt, it's nice to know that we can just do any kind of fucking we want. It think it's great!"
Hal looked at her askance and frowned. But before he could shrug his shoulders out of confusion, Roxanne had slipped her panties off and she was pointing her big furry cunt at his face.
Pushing the machine away, Roxanne scooted forward so she was sitting right in front of Hal's cum-drenched cock.
The big man licked his lips at the sight of Roxanne's gaping, dripping cunt. He let her know just how pussy-hungry he was by leaning forward with his tongue flapping out of his mouth madly.
Roxanne peeled back her pussy-lips to allow the horny man full access to her slippery red cunt-gash. Savoring the taste of Hal's cum, she smacked her lips loudly and said, "Oooooo, I want to come so bad. You made me so hot when you were fucking that crazy toy. Oooooo, come on and eat me!"
She dropped back until she was lying flat on the floor, reaching up to fondle her throbbing tits. Hal stretched out so he could comfortably nibble on Roxanne's cunt, gripping her quivering thighs in his rugged hands.
Her pussy was oozing a steady stream of fresh, fragrant cunt-juice and Hal lapped frantically, drinking up as much of the sloppy sauce as he could. His head bobbed up and down as he plowed his tongue through her pussy-furrow, swirling his tongue-tip around her clit at the top of the stroke and poking into her greasy asshole coming back down.
"So gooooood! Yeahhhhhh!" she moaned. "Harder! Deeper! Come onnnnnn!"
Hal reached around so he could grip Roxanne's fleshy asscheeks, and then he pulled his face into her soaked cunt as hard as he could. He drove his tongue into her pussy-hole, scraping as much of her tender cunt-walls as he could. Then he opened his mouth wide and sucked in a quivering mass of thick, bloated pussy-flaps, straining them through his teeth, his nose pressed firmly into her crinkly bush. He inhaled deeply, thrilling to the spicy aroma of mature twat.
Struggling to keep his grip on Roxanne's ass, Hal managed to snake his fingers into her ass-crack where he toyed with the hairs that decorated her steamy crevice. Then he stroked her wrinkled asshole. Roxanne winced and jerked her hips, trying to help him as he prepared to jam both forefingers into her butthole.
"Do it!" she cried. "Rape my ass with your hands! Nowwwwww!"
Hal jammed his fingers in, fiercely, trying to make it painful for Roxanne before he brought her back down into ecstasy. He thrust his fingers in as far as they could go, scraping the buttery sides of her ass-passage agonizingly. Harder and harder her reamed out her ass, grinding into her ass-tunnel while he angrily bit into her pussy.