Chapter 3
I could even feel Jenny’s tongue occasionally licking and lapping at my
shaft as I slowly plunged into Susan’s cunt from behind her.
Bent over as she was, Susan was now tweaking and pulling on Jenny’s fat
tit-nips. She had each one of them in hand and was alternately twisting and
pulling them, literally lifting them off her bust about as far as she could
without doing serious harm to Jenny’s n*****s.
It was the catalyst that caused the damn to burst.
I saw Jenny’s body go into that tense seizure for a millisecond that she so
often achieved right before climaxing.
“Now Rob!” I yelled. “f**k her as hard and fast as you possibly can!”
With near piston like strokes, Rob pounded his super swollen prick into my
wife’s cunt as fast as it was physically possible for him to do
