"What did they believe in?" Jack asked, leaning back with her and putting his arm around her shoulders.
"Oh, nothing at first. From what Jennie told me, it was just kind of a kinky sex club. Then Matt started into this demonic trip of his. The others naturally joined in. I guess they really just got started into it when we stumbled into it," Diane said, sighing deeply. She still shook at the idea of how close all of them came to death.
"I guess they already had one victim," Jack said.
"That girl. Yes, I guess so. Poor Matt! In a way I feel responsible for everything that's happened. Somewhere in our marriage there must have been signs of what was going to happen. If only I'd recognized them!" Diane said, closing her eyes and fighting back the tears.
"You can't change the past. It's done. That's it. What you've got to worry about is the future," Jack said, reaching up and stroking her chin.
"Well, there'll be the hearings and the trial," Diane said, sighing deeply as she dreaded the thought of all the publicity.
"Even with luck, Matt's going to be put away," Jack said, sliding closer to Diane until his thigh was touching hers.
"I've lost all feeling for him, Jack. I just feel a little sorry for the man, that's all," Diane said, smiling at him as she leaned forward and put her cup on the table next to his.
"Come on, Diane. Let's think about the present," Jack said, pulling her close to him. He forced her to stand up as his lips moved to her mouth. Jack kissed her tenderly at first. Then his hot, wet tongue speared through her lips, shoving deeply into her mouth. Diane felt a dam of pent-up passion break loose as she darted her tongue into his mouth. She groaned and circled her arms around his back. She felt him grind his body against hers. The bathrobe she'd thrown on when they'd gotten back home was working loose. But the blonde didn't care. She needed this desperately.
As the belt unfastened and her robe gradually opened, Diane groaned, feeling the bulge of Jack's big cock trapped in his jeans rubbing across her belly.
Jack let the kiss trail off, pulling his head back and watching Diane closely. She was panting and weak. His hands slowly moved down her body, tracing every curve until he came down to her thighs. Jack moved his fingers gingerly inward until he was pulling apart her soaked outer cunt-lips. Diane hung her head limply down and moaned, hunching her hips forward involuntarily. All she wanted for herself now was a good, hard fuck from that man.
"Just like old times," the big man said, lowering her onto the couch behind them. He was just standing there looking at her.
"I love your cunt," Jack said.
Diane blushed, thanking God that the police didn't tell Jack the whole story about her and the Doberman.
"Ahhh," Diane sighed as Jack bent forward to touch a finger to her outer labes. Diane sucked air and pulled her ass back.
"It's so soft and hot," Jack said, lowering his face and kissing her flat belly.
"Ohhh, God!"
"You really need a fuck, don't you?" Jack said in a husky voice.
Yes! Yes! Diane thought desperately. After everything, her pussy needed his cock. It ached, begged, pleaded for his dick. Jack read her mind. He moved his mouth up until he was up by her stiff nipples. He licked one of them until she felt it twitching. Diane arched her back, pressing against his sucking lips.
"Yes! Yes!" Diane groaned. Jack was sucking one tit all the way into his mouth. His tongue was raking the nipple wildly. Sharp, delicious jolts of pleasure were slicing through her cunt every time he rolled the nipple flat, sanding it with his hot tongue. For some strange reason, Diane thought of that big black Doberman who'd fucked her that night and wondered what had happened to him.
"Undress me," Jack commanded. He stood by the couch and pulled Diane up by the shoulders until she sat facing his belt buckle.
She tried to steady her fingers. They trembled with uncontrollable lust as she pulled open the buttons of his Levi's and unhooked the leather. The swell of his hot cock meat inside bulged out as she inched his pants down over his powerful hips. Diane's heart pounded wildly as she remembered how big, hairy and thick that dick was. After all of the whipping, torture and humiliation, this fuck was going to be more than welcome for her.
"Come on, babe," Jack urged, reaching down and pushing his Levi's to his ankles. Diane swallowed hard as she raised her arms and curled her fingers around the elastic waistband of his jockey shorts.
"God!" Diane cried out as she scooted the elastic down and freed Jack's blood-engorged dick with one movement. It was longer and hotter than she remembered it. The cock head was bluish-purple and spasmed with lust. Diane crawled backward on the couch as Jack finished taking off his jeans and underwear. Soon he was on his knees on the couch, smiling and moving toward her. His cock swayed lazily back and forth from between his legs. His balls jiggled nervously in their sacs, packed tightly, Diane was sure, with a heavy, hot load of jizz meant for her.
"Let's fuck!" Diane groaned, leaning back and sinking into the softness of her couch.
"Mmmmm," Jack said, lowering his head quickly between her thighs. The suddenness of his oral attack almost sent Diane into shock. She groaned happily as she felt Jack sliding deeper. His thick lips were teasing her inner cunt lips. His teeth gouged into that sensitive membrane area while his tongue fucked in and out like a tiny cock. Diane jerked her knees together, trapping his head between her trembling legs as images of that lapping Doberman danced in her rolling head.
"You move your ass nice," Jack commented.
"Ohh, more, more," Diane groaned, reaching down and pushing his head back into her pussy. She hunched up with her hips, digging the drooling inner folds of her pussy into the big man's sucking mouth.
Jack kept his lips locked onto her cunt for several more minutes, lapping up the oozing juices before he moved up from her snatch. He kissed up her belly, moving to her tits and sucking first one, then the other. Diane could smell her cunt on his cheeks. She felt faint with ecstasy and hot with sexual fever.
"Mmnnnm," Diane groaned as Jack moved up to her mouth and kissed her hard and hot. At the same time he moved his powerful thighs until he had his cock nestled in the furry valley of her crotch. She felt something hot, hard and stiff pressing against her outer cunt lips. It was forcing its way through the fleshy folds of her twat, burrowing down like a drill. Her cunt lips flattened back. Jack's spasming prick head brushed against the tingling clit as it picked up her slick juices.
"Break me open! Oh God, split me apart!" Diane begged.
Jack dragged his cock back a little, then up again. Diane's cunt stretched wide and the ring of muscles around her pussy went tight. The blonde forced herself to relax. Diane moved her hips slightly from side to side, helping Jack slip his thick, long prong into her. He was halfway inside when her cuntal muscles spasmed and tightened down on him. He stopped breathing and gasped with delight.
"Shit, let me go!" he cried, forcing his cock to stop throbbing. He was close to coming when Diane did that.
"I can't help it. I need it!" Diane cried out, closing her eyes and clenching her teeth tightly together. Diane felt the spasm pass and her cunt relax. Jack eased his cock once more through the hot folds of her cunt. He forced that opening into a wide tunnel as he slid his cock in very slowly. Diane babbled mindlessly, licking her lower lip in ecstasy as she felt her insides stretching out around Jack's big root. The blonde spread her legs out even further, waiting breathlessly for Jack to reach bottom.
"Shittt!" Jack cried out as his hairy, hot groin finally touched Diane's upturned cuntal mound. The two of them lay quietly for a minute, drinking in the hot, sexy feeling of the other's body pressing hard against his. As Jack gasped and raised his ass cheeks slowly up, Diane groaned, feeling his heavy balls drag across her ass cheeks. Slowly, Jack increased his fucking speed and Diane matched it.