"Coming soon?" he grunted.
"Yes!" Margie wailed. "Shoot it into me! Give it to me! Fuck me hard!"
Holding her legs in his arms, he began ramming his prick in and out of her cunt-channel in frenzy. The table shook under his thrusting.
Margie's big titties vibrated like jello. She wailed and moaned and quaked at the jackhammer thrusts of his fuck-pole.
"Oh, shit!" he cried out. "Uunnnggghhh!"
Her pussy quivering, Gloria imagined the spurts of his come jetting into Margie's hot pussy. She watched the flexing of his ass cheeks as he drained his balls.
Margie groaned and heaved up her body as she received his hot load. When he finally pulled out, Gloria was shocked to see him suddenly crouch down and plaster his mouth against Margie's jism-filled cunt.
"Oh, God, yes!" Margie groaned. "Suck me out! Eat me!"
With a grunt, the milkman began slurping up the cream he had so recently deposited in Margie's feverish cunt. He slurped and sucked until Margie spasmed in another come.
Resting on her elbows, her neck craned up so that she could look down at him, Margie began pumping her crotch at the milkman's face as he continued sucking, their combined juices and jism oozing out of her cunt-hole.
When it was finally over, Gloria was breathless. She leaned against the house a moment to recover her senses. Then she care fully stole away.
By the time she entered her own house, she was trembling with excitement and need. Her cunt was on fire.
She went directly to the bedroom and stripped off her clothes. Stretching out on the bed, she pushed three fingers inside her cunt hole and began a furious masturbation.
Her knees pulled back, her teeth clenched, she finger-fucked her pussy with a rapid rhythm. It was no good. She had a small orgasm, but it wasn't enough. She needed more. She needed a cock.
With a frustrated shudder, she pulled her hand out of her cunt and left the bed.
She decided to dress and go out. Somewhere in town there must be a place where she could pick up a man who would fuck her with no questions asked. She needed fucking so bad she would die if she didn't have it soon!
"My name's Floyd," he said.
She found him in a hotel bar. He was young, maybe twenty-two or twenty-three. He had a deep tan, muscular arms, and a lazy knowing look. Ha told her she could rent him out for fifty bucks.
"You're kidding!" she said.
He shook his head and smiled. "No, I'm not."
"You mean you want me to pay you to go to bed with me?"
The more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea. This was certainly one way to have a man without any strings attached.
She had the money in her purse. She was tempted. "Are you any good?" she asked.
"I've never had any complaints!" he said. She lacked the nerve to take him home. Instead, she drove him to a motel. Halfway there, she reached over and put a hand on his cock. She squeezed and probed the bulge of his crotch. I'm paying for it, she thought. "I can't believe I'm really doing this!" she said.
He snickered, "You want my cock out?"
"Oh, Jesus!" she breathed.
Her eyes shifted back and forth between the road and his crotch. He soon had his cock out. His fuck-pole swayed with the movements of the car.
He spread his fly open so that she could see his balls. His ball-bag was dark colored and covered with a thick patch of hair. The skin of his sac was wrinkled and ridged. His balls looked rock-hard.
She gaped at his cock. His cock-head looked as smooth as velvet, the skin tight and glistening. The knob was bloated. A bead of clear fluid brimmed in his piss-hole.
"Oh, God, put it away before someone sees us!" she hissed.
He chuckled. He seemed totally unconcerned about the passing cars. She wondered if anyone could see anything.
She gasped when he put his hand on her thigh and then moved his fingers up to press the bulge of her cunt.
"Stop it, please!" she moaned. "I can't drive like this!"
With a deep laugh he removed his hand from her crotch and stuffed his cock back into his pants.
"You're right," he said. "It's better to wait. I just wanted to give you a preview."
She could feel the wetness on the insides of her thighs as they drove up to the motel.
After registering, at the desk, she hurriedly drove the car around to the room.
Once inside, she locked the door and faced him. He grinned at her. He moved forward, closing his arms around her, pulling her against him.
His mouth came down on hers and his tongue probed between her lips. She accepted the kiss. His hands moved over her back, kneading her flesh. Then one hand came, around to her tit and cupped it gently, squeezing it.
She groaned, and arched her body forward, pressing her belly against his hard cock. She could feel the bulge of his cock through the material of his pants.
They wriggled against each other, the outline of his prick sliding back and forth across her belly.
Fondling her clit with one hand, he moved the other hand down to her ass. His fingers gathered up her skirt, bunching it until her ass was exposed.
Slipping her panties down, he grabbed a full ass-cheek in his hand and squeezed it. "What would you like?"
She looked at him and quivered. "Suck my pussy!" she hissed.
He smiled. He began to undress her slowly.
He stripped her clothes off piece by piece, and each time a new part of her body was exposed he covered it with wet kisses.
Then he made her stretch out on the bed on her back with her legs pulled up. Kneeling down, he began kissing the insides of her thighs, gradually working his way towards her steaming crotch.
She groaned and trembled as his mouth approached her cunt. Her hot pussy had turned into a swamp of cunt juice.
"Suck it!" she crooned. "Lick my pussy!"
He nuzzled in. He swabbed the flat of his tongue up and down, pushing open her thick cunt-lips, tickling the rim of her cunt-hole, and fluttering over her stiff little clit.
She spread her legs as wide as possible, shivering with delight. Whimpering sobs of pleasure came out of her throat. Her back arched up each time his tongue found her clit.
Her legs trembled and she humped her ass up at him to meet his sucking mouth. A wail of pleasure came out of her throat when his finger touched her asshole.
He looked up at her and grinned. "You like it in the ass?"
"Fuck my pussy!" she moaned. "But do it from behind!"
She watched him strip his clothes off. She knelt on the edge of the bat with her head down and her ass in the air. Reaching back with her hands, she pulled open her ass-cheeks in invitation.
"You've got a gorgeous ass!" he said, "How come your husband doesn't take care of you?"
She groaned. "How do you know I'm married?"
"You're wearing a ring," he laughed.
Now she felt his bloated cock-head probing between her wet cunt-lips. She squirmed and wriggled her ass back, trying to capture him. He teased her awhile by rubbing his cock-head over the mouth of her cunt-hole.
Then he finally shoved forward to drill the length of his throbbing cock inside her hot clutching fuck-channel.
He was an expert. If there was anything he didn't know about fucking, she couldn't imagine what it was. Within moments he had her in a delirium, moaning and quaking with pleasure.
His fingertip tickled her ass again, and this time he pushed his finger inside to ream out her shit-tube.
"Oh, God, I'm coming soon! Oh, sweet Jesus, don't stop! Please, don't stop!"
He kept his cock stroking in and out, long smooth strokes that rattled her bones.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Uunnaggghhh! Oh, God! I'm coming!"
It seemed endless. She came again and again. "Keep fucking me!" she sobbed. "Don't stop fucking me!"
How wet she was! A flood of cunt juice had gushed out of her pussy to wash over her thighs and soak the bed. His balls slapped loudly against her wet ass with each stroke of his plunging fuck-meat.