Sid expertly stroked inside her dribbling pussy, finding the sensitive area along the front wall where he knew women were most sensitive, feeling her muscles tighten around his finger. Damn, but she was tight! he thought, carefully stroking her love channel to arouse her further. He was gratified to see her spread her thighs wider and pull her knees up higher, causing her buttocks to open and giving him a view of her delicious, pink anus. She was wet enough now that he could slide the next finger in with the first, although with some difficulty and hearing groans of mild discomfort from the girl, who strained to admit what she thought was Mark's loving caresses. Soon the two fingers were sliding freely and the juices that bubbled out bathed her squirming asshole beneath. Sid lost no time in bringing the next finger into play. Unable to leave the innocent girl's twitching asshole unattended a moment longer, he centered the tip over the tight anal dimple and, aided by DesirЋe's copious vaginal secretions, gently slid it in to the second knuckle.
"Oh, Mark!" she cried, pushing her hips up for the intimate probe, and then she gasped as the thumb displaced her two circling fingers on her clit. Her two small hands moved up to her big breasts and cupped the generous mounds and the fiery pink tips slid between her fingers. Sid's fingers played inside her rectum and vagina expertly while his thumb twanged her clitoris like a professional guitar player's.
"Oh, my darling, Mark!" DesirЋe gasped and her eyes opened the barest slit, seeing the masculine silhouette over her. Closing her eyes again, she gave herself up to the feelings the loving fingers were generating in her. Oh, Mark, darling! You love me again, don't you, sweetheart? she thought warmly, afraid to let her eyes show him her passion for fear that somehow it might break the spell. Yes, Mark, please! Put your thing in me and make me come! Bring back our love again. Forget Lobo so that I can forget all the other awful things that have happened to me – and to us.
Sid looked down again, saw the twin holes gripping his fingers, the inner curves of her round, firm asscheeks coated with a film of her secretions. He couldn't stand it any longer. He had to fuck this angelic little piece of femaleness!
Kneeling between her spread thighs and bridging himself over her on the free arm, he lowered himself over her. So she hadn't opened her eyes yet to see whose cock was going to fuck and come a gallon inside her cunt. So much the better, for while she knew not that her lover was not her husband Mark she would respond without inhibitions. Drawing his plunging fingers free of the grip of her voracious orifices, and grasping the base of his giant shaft, he directed the broad, round tip toward the glistening, pink-rimmed cuntal opening. Now was the moment of truth, and he knew that once he was inside her sweet, hot vagina he would have her. He pushed, felt a momentary resistance to the massive knob trying to enter her, and then slipped the head inside, catching his breath at the caress of her silky smooth, baby-tight inner walls. He fought to control his breathing and his suddenly-growing orgasm, and then began working his huge cock in and out of her innocent vagina. In, and out, a little deeper inside each time, to her tender cervix and far up inside her belly, until his heavily-weighted, plum-sized testicles in the large, pendulous and hairy sac swung down between her parted buttocks to her raw and sensitive anus.
It took a great effort of will for Buchanan to restrain himself from giving himself up to a frenzied thrusting in the divine pussy he now felt lovingly clasping around his huge cock. He began to fuck her, very deeply, but very slowly. He had to learn control all over again. Damnit, this girl was wonderful! If he could give her to a few of his Arab associates like this, he could make all kinds of profitable friends. This had to be the best cunt he had every fucked. He began thrusting automatically, in all the way where he was sure her husband's mediocre cock had never ventured and almost all the way out until the flange of his glans caught at her vulval ring and pulled it outward with a tiny, wet smack.
Sid lost himself in her body, in the unbearable pleasure of her cunt. She was just too much, and it was clear that Mark Denning didn't appreciate what he had, both physically and in other ways. How was it possible that this beautiful girl should be such a marvellous fuck and so musically and intellectually talented as well?
Gritting his teeth with the excruciating pleasure, Buchanan continued thrusting in DesirЋe's divine pussy, his sperm-laden balls smacking up against her wide-spread underside. He moved into a smoother rhythm, driving deeply into DesirЋe's hot vagina, which sucked wetly and audibly on the steadily fucking cock. The profound pleasure flooding her womb caused her to push her soaking cunt up hungrily over Sid's cock, meeting him stroke for stroke. Looking down, he watched her vagina pulling on his shaft, soft, pink ridges of feminine inner flesh clinging to it, drawing out of her as he pulled back, then folding back inside as he slid into her.
"Oh, Mark!" she moaned. "Love me, darling, like that!"
The angel-faced girl's body writhed sensuously, her hands sliding up to the back of his bracing arms, touching the hair that grew over the triceps, hair that was absent on Mark's arms, that she knew so well. She suddenly noticed the sway of his paunch against her firm belly, and the pendulous swing of his balls against her anus, all things that had not been that way when she had last made love to Mark, just a little over a week before.
DesirЋe was so lost in the passion and joy of making love to her beloved Mark that is was a long time before she discovered that anything was different from how she remembered it. But remembering Mark's slim hips between her thighs when they had made love and comparing them to the wide and flabby hips spreading her legs so wide now; and remembering Mark's flat loins and comparing it to the heavy paunch slapping against her own soft belly; and remembering Mark's sleek and average-sized penis and comparing it to the huge, veiny shaft plunging deeper and deeper with each stroke into her tender vagina, caused her to open her eyes on the lustful, moustachioed face of Sid Buchanan.
DesirЋe froze in that position, her hands cupped over Buchanan's shoulders, her lovely legs doubled back along her ribs, the furry, tight hole of her vagina, split wide by Buchanan's huge penis sunk deep into her tender wetness.
"Oh! Ooooh!" she cried, hardly able to halt the rolling undulation of her hips for even a moment. She trembled, shuddered violently, as she stared up into his face.
"Oh, my, oh, my!" she whimpered, pushing him weakly away, without avail. "What-what are you doing here?"
"Obviously, DesirЋe," he groaned without slowing his impulsively sensuous thrusts into her wet channel of love, "I'm fucking you." He groaned, fucking into her loving pussy with an audible, wet squish, then said, "Like you did to me tonight, but in a different and much more pleasant way. Come on, get those trim little hips pumping, darling."
"No!" she refused, but her hips obediently rolled up of their own volition, her vagina swallowing his penis. She gave a high-pitched, quavering wail as she felt the overpowering electric sensation of his amazing cock slice through her belly, through her resistance and revulsion. "Oh, please don't do this to meeee!" she whined. "Please stop doing it!"
Sid caught one of her legs behind the knee and pried it up, looking down to where his glistening shaft sank wetly between her fat labia, covered with rich, butterscotch-colored hair. What the fuck did she have in there that made a man's semen want to come spurting out like a broken hydrant? "Baby," he panted uncontrollably, "I couldn't stop this if I wanted to. Why are you so tight? Come on, pussy baby, what have you got in that sopping little hole of yours?"