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CHAPTER THREE

"The only way I can get out of here is if you can come up with a thousand dollars in cash," Joe Hobson said, looking through the bars of the holding cell.

Karen cursed under her breath. Her cunt was hot and juicy and even though she was so Goddamn angry with Joe that she could scream, she wanted to fuck him. Having the deputy's prick sliding between her asscheeks, even though he hadn't taken her pants down, had fired up her lust so much that she was horny as hell.

"Okay, I'll see what I can do," Karen said.

She glanced around Joe and saw Ol' Zachery, the town drunk, sleeping it off on the cot against the wall of the cell.

"Tell me everything that happened, Joe. And you'd better tell me the truth or I'll turn around and let you rot in here."

Karen was surprised that Joe gave her the whole truth, detail for detail, without trying to varnish the facts to make them appear less offensive. And the facts were simple enough – Joe had gotten drunk and said he'd give this woman a ride home. In his car she whipped out his cock and started to give him a blow-job. It was then that he got picked up for DWI.

"And I didn't even cum," Joe said softly.

"I'll bet you're going crazy then," Karen replied. "I know how you hate getting your cock sucked without cumming."

"I'm going out of my mind. Please, Karen, can't you help me?"

"With the thousand dollars for bail?"

"Yes, of course with that. But also with this."

Even as angry as she was with Joe, Karen's mouth watered like she was anticipating a delicious steak when her husband whipped out his half-hard cock and stuck it between the bars of his cell. Karen looked at Joe's prick, remembering how it had fucked her into ecstasy countless times.

"Goddamn you, Joe!" she spat, fighting to have venom in her words.

She couldn't take her eyes off his prick. It looked absolutely beautiful to her, and her cunt was already heated up from the deputy's hands and cock.

"I hate you and love you all at the same time."

Karen sank to her knees on the hard concrete floor of the jail. She looked at her husband's cockhead. The prick was growing even though she wasn't touching it. In a couple seconds Joe's prick stretched out to its full, throbbing size of ten inches long.

"You're a lousy bastard, but I love you," Karen murmured.

She kissed Joe's cockhead, smacking her lips softly on the spongy pricktip. Her pink tongue slithered out between her lips and Karen licked the clefted underside of the cockhead. The taste of the cock, as it always did, turned Karen on. Her aching cunt pulsed hotly, needing a cock to spread her cuntlips more than ever before.

"Mmmmmm!" she purred softly, licking around the fat, bullet-shaped head of her husband's meaty cock.

Karen grabbed the bars of the cell, using just her mouth on her husband's cock. He was pressing himself hard against the bars, trying to avail as much of his red-hot cock to Karen's lips and tongue as he could.

When she had the cockhead moist with her saliva, Karen kissed the pisshole. She opened her lips just a little, taking the pisshole between them. She used the tip of her tongue against the end of her husband's cock, flicking her tongue against his pisshole in a way she knew he enjoyed.

"Suck it, Karen," Joe sighed, looking through the bars at his beautiful wife as she knelt on the other side of the cell. "Oh, baby, nobody gives a blow-job like you do! I never should have let anybody suck my cock. Nobody but you, Karen! From now on, you're the only one who'll ever give me a blow-job."

That was small consolation for Karen, but she couldn't think about it because her pussy was sizzling with lust and even though she couldn't get fucked, at least she could have a cock to fill her mouth.

She nodded her head and shoulders, slowly taking more and more of Joe's meaty cockhead into her mouth. Finally, her lips stretching wide, she sucked the entire pricktip into her mouth. Her tingling lips tightened around the broad, throbbing shaft, right behind the rim of the cockhead.

"Mmmmmm!" Karen passionately moaned, swirling her tongue against the underside of the cockhead.

She drew a suction on the cockhead and her cheeks caved in, conforming perfectly to the bulbous pricktip that filled her mouth. Karen breathed deeply through her nostrils, and her 40D-cup tits jiggled from her chest, confined inside the bra.

Nibbling on the shaft, Karen chewed tenderly on her husband's cock, sucking more of it into her mouth. She could feel the throbbing pricktip rubbing against the roof of her mouth, traveling slowly toward her throat.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned again, kneading her butter-soft lips on the shaft of Joe's prick as her tongue rubbed against the pulsing underside of the cock.

Karen squeezed the bars of the cell so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her back felt clammy with the deputy's cum making her sweater stick to her skin. The cum had cooled now and Karen wished that she could wash it off. The cum felt good on her when it was hot. Now the cum was caked and cold, and she didn't like it at all.

"Deeper, Karen," Joe sighed.

Karen sucked the prick between her lips until Joe's cockhead was at the back of her mouth. She inhaled through her nose deeply, swelling her tits out, feeling her nipples itching for attention.

"Mmmmmmft!" she slurped, withdrawing the cock from the hot, moist recesses of her mouth.

Karen's lips crept over the ridge of the cockhead. Once again holding just the tip of the prick in her mouth, she whipped the pisshole with her tongue, searching for and finally receiving a pungent drop of pre-cum.

Karen's large, deep brown eyes glazed over with the lust for cock that consumed all her thoughts and emotions. She licked the head of her husband's cock, tilting her head back to look up at his face. His eyes, too, were glassy with lust as he peered through the bars of the cell down at her.

"I love your cock," Karen whispered, nuzzling the pricktip with her lips as she spoke. "You're a cheating bastard, but I'm in love with your cock. It tastes so good in my mouth."

"That's my baby," Joe whispered.

Karen could only hope that Ol' Zachery would continue sleeping, and that Deputy Phelps would stay in the office area of the jail. Swallowing Joe's hot load of cum wouldn't satisfy her lusty needs, but it would be enough to give her some pleasure, and that was all she really hoped for as she pushed her lips over his cockhead.

She bobbed over the end of Joe's prick, bringing her lips back and forth over the cockhead. Her tongue curled around the thick, throbbing shaft of his cock as she held it deep in the sucking recesses of her hot, juicy mouth.

Drops of pre-cum oozed out of Joe's pisshole and Karen licked them off the moment they came out. She shivered, her nipples hard as pebbles inside her tight-fitting bra. Karen thought of grabbing her tits, or perhaps rubbing her cuntlips. She needed to cum, to feel her clit exploding as slick waves of pussyjuice streamed out of her tight cunt.

But Karen also didn't want to get caught with her pants down – literally – if Deputy Phelps came in. She had managed to keep his prick out of her mouth and cunt, but if he caught her with her cunt exposed, she was certain that he would just throw her down on the concrete floor and rape her.

"Lick it, baby! Chew on my cock!"

Karen nodded her lovely face over her husband's prick faster and faster. The pre-cum was oozing from his pisshole steadily now, making the big-titted woman thirsty for his full load of cum. She wanted to feel his thick, juicy wads of cum splattering against the roof of her mouth and against her tonsils, feel his cockhead pulsating with lust as his balls emptied themselves down her throat.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Karen purred, hollowing her cheeks in to squeeze the sides of Joe's cockhead as she tongued the underside of the cock crown.

Taking her right hand from the iron bar, Karen gripped her husband's cock tightly. She squeezed the shaft, watching the cockhead expanding in size, the end of her husband's prick just a couple inches from her face.

"Hurry, Joe," Karen whispered, staring at her husband's pulsing pricktip. "We haven't got much time."

She stroked the cock from the cockhead down to the shaft, working her fist over the entire length of Joe's prick hard and fast. The throbbing, pulsing prick sent heat through Karen's palm. Pussyjuice had made her cunt extremely wet. Looking down, she saw that there was indeed a wet spot in her slacks from her own excitement.

"Suck it!" Joe hissed.

Karen pushed her lips over the meaty cockhead. The moment her glistening lips slipped over the rim of Joe's pricktip, she felt the cockhead throb against her tongue.

A thick, pungent squirt of cum raced through the length of Joe's cock, washing against Karen's tonsils. She was shocked at the force of her husband's blast, caught off guard, and Karen nearly choked. Before she had time to regain her composure, another rich, salty blast of cum squirted out of Joe's cockhead.

"Ahhhhhh!" he sighed, his face pressed between two bars of the cell as his balls detonated out their hot, gushing load of cum.

Karen pulled back so that only Joe's pisshole was still between her lips. She swallowed furiously, feeling the gooey cum trickling down her throat as more of the salty, syrup-like cum jetted out of Joe's pisshole and gushed against her tongue.

"Arrrggghhhh!" Joe groaned, his face contorted with the wild, bone-jarring ecstasy of cumming in his wife's hot mouth.

After the third eruption of cum, Karen finally caught up with her husband. She twirled her tongue around his pisshole as gooey blasts of cum spewed out. The hot, salty flavor of the cum made her red-hot clit tingle delightfully. She wondered when she would be able to get Joe's cock driving like a jack-hammer in her cunt.

"Mmmmmmmmm!" she slurped soulfully, swallowing the last of her husband's cum.

Karen sucked the cock as deep into her mouth as she could take it, feeling the pricktip rubbing against her tonsils, nearly reaming out her throat. She stroked the cockshaft and worked a couple final drops of cum from the tube of his prick, then leaned back, sitting on the backs of her heels, taking his cock out of her mouth.

"You're still a bastard, I want you to know that," she whispered, looking up into Joe's face as she tenderly worked her fingertips over the length of his cock. "I only did this so that you wouldn't go crazy. But I'm angry with you, Joe. I don't want you to forget that."

Karen leaned forward, her tits shaking a little beneath the sweater, and sucked for another couple seconds on her husband's prick.

She finally got to her feet, her entire body twitching a little with the need to have her pussy stuffed with a bone-hard, driving cock.

"You've got to get me out of here by Monday morning," Joe whispered, looking down into his wife's dark brown eyes. "Do whatever you have to, Karen. I need to get out of here so that I can make that appointment. You know how much that would mean to both of us!"

Karen nodded her head. It was true. The appointment would be wonderful for them.

As she walked out of the jail she thought about what Joe had told her. The words 'Do whatever you have to, Karen' seemed to ring in her ears.

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