Jon Reskind
Caesar conquers book III

CHAPTER ONE

A wave of astonished disbelief swept through the big, well-proportioned frame of Deputy Sheriff Mark Blakely as he stood in the hallway of his small home staring beyond the partially opened door into his bedroom! The pair of naked, curvaceous young women lying obscenely curled together on the rumpled bed were totally unaware of his presence. An expression of utter incredulity distorted his handsome, chiseled features, his appalled grey eyes riveted on the wanton spectacle his voluptuous blonde wife and her vivacious, long-time friend presented in the obvious throes of sensual exhaustion!

Christ, was it possible… or was he losing his buttons altogether? His young Jeannie's whitely ovaled buttocks flagrantly faced him in their fully rounded nakedness, and there was nothing imaginary about that! It was bare fact! Her long shapely legs still spread in satiation provided him a bird's-eye view of the wetly glistening ribbon of pink, intimate flesh separating the moistly swollen lips of her golden-curled vagina! And there was nothing hypothetical there either, nor in the viscid moisture coating the smooth white flesh of her lush inner-thighs, damply reflecting the soft lamp-light in undeniably lewd evidence! It all lay before him in the absolute, the lurid sight sucking a nauseating vacuum at the base of his stomach!

The shocked young husband reached out to grasp support of the door-frame, sensing the firm arousal of his penis he'd hurried home with, slowly softening and buckling in the middle, the lusting thoughts he had entertained concerning his young wife of two months taunting him, as if they had suddenly assumed leering faces of lesbian mockery! He watched a sensuous tremor ripple over the nakedly curved loveliness his Jean possessed, saw her brush her long blonde hair away from her face, then inconceivably graze her cheek lovingly up between Carol Foster's open thighs and rub against the moistly saturated pubic hair!

Jesus Christ, maybe the Goddamned world was coming to an end, too! That would be as feasible as seeing Jean lying with her beautiful young face lewdly nuzzled to her girlfriend Carol's dark, hair-fringed pussy, her luscious lips, delicate chin, and tiny nose-tip still wet from the apparent moisture of the willowy brunette's openly spread vagina! His Jeannie… my God… it must have been the blow on the head from the accident! What else…? Carol up between her legs…! Christ, she just couldn't be a… lesbian… Could she? Or… or could she…? Goddamn, after all he'd seen the past week, just about anything was possible!

He gaped at Carol, his writer-friend's blithely stunning young wife, lying obscenely spread wide on her back, her firm well-shaped thighs salaciously open while Jean nestled her passion-moistened face against the damp softness of their house-guest's languorously offered cunt hair! With a head-shake, Mark sought to rid his brain of the incredibly lurid nightmare, but it didn't go away; he was wasn't dreaming! If… if he'd been minutes earlier, what the hell would he have seen then? Oh shit… there had to be a logical answer… the accident… was that it? He didn't know about Carol, but the blow Jeannie had received on her forehead the night before in the car accident; it was the only logical explanation! His mind reeled. And where the hell had she been last night? He hadn't been able to find that out yet, either…! Couldn't let Steve know about this… the poor bastard, out there risking his life riding down a wild story with that crazy, drunken hunting posse…!… Had to keep his Goddamned head… slip back to the front door and slam it as if he'd just come in… seen nothing… somehow forgive her, forget it ever happened…!

That, Mark would painfully have done, convinced that rationality with diplomacy, preposterous as it seemed under the loathsome circumstances, was the only immediate, discreet move for all concerned… He started to back off, then caught himself short when all of a sudden Jean began to shamelessly slither her voluptuous curves up over Carol's openly receptive body, the brunette's arms encircling his wife's neck as their full, firmly shaped breasts crushed nakedly against one another, their mouths fusing hungrily together in a heated, tonguing kiss!

Their panting little sighs of sensual fulfillment reached him, sending a renewed charge of disgusted rage seething through his big, tensed body, destroying any vestige of sanity he had struggled to hold on to! Homosexuality in any form had always sickened him, but this perverted affair… his own wife… and right in his own bed! Fuck!

He reached for the support of the door-frame once more, sensing his heavy cock solidly re-swelling with a non-reasonable on-rush of fresh blood! The lust-inciting scene of their seductive white bodies squirming nakedly against one another, satin-smooth flesh buoyantly yielding to erotically squirming flesh, was more than he, in his violent indignation, could restrain! He couldn't help but ogle the firing revelation of Carol Foster's supple, unclothed body, not unaware that it existed; but actually seeing it so lasciviously and nakedly displayed for the first time clawed feverishly at his loins!

Bitches! All the rationalization in the world he might summon would never eliminate the obscene picture their forbidden embrace etched in his fuming brain, nor the sheer, vengeful lust mounting from it! Goddamn them! Why not… an eye for an eye… and that's a game any number can play! He'd come clean with Steve after he fucked his hot little wife, shitless, too! He'd stake his ass that the poor bastard was as much in the dark about this as he'd been! Hell, he'd even suggest that Steve fuck Jean anyway he liked, if he wanted to, the vindictive young husband blindly reasoned! Why not? There was damned little that was sacred anymore…!

The young police officer half-staggered into the room, but the pair of passion-involved girls were still unaware in their whispering intimacy. They squirmed hotly against each other in their infused nakedness, breasts to breasts, soft bellies writhingly meeting, the fully rounded mounds of Jean's whitely undulating buttocks quivering and rippling as she feverishly ground her wet loins down against those of the spread-thighed Carol beneath her! To this unrestrained exhibition, Mark lustfully pulled at his clothes, feeling almost drunk without benefit of a drink in the bitter sexual arousal that had vengefully overwhelmed him!

He controlled the urge to back out, debating the effective shock of smartly slapping his young wife across her provocatively wriggling young ass and demanding she move her face out from between Steve's wife's legs to make room for a throbbing male cock! And Christ knows, that's what it was, a poling length of thumping hardness from the inconceivably cock-hardening spectacular the two nakedly entwined woman had unwittingly staged for him! His rancorous, lust-charged brain had already crudely fashioned its lecherous path of revenge, the fervid wet gleam in his eyes nothing short of hotly inspired desire!

Carol Foster saw him then… opened her eyes to gaspingly witness him in the act of dropping his shorts, a choking sound of shock bursting from deep within her throat!

"Oh! Oh… my God! Mark!" she gurgled, trying to sit upright and roll Jean from between her widespread legs! "Mark… Mark…!"

"Yeah, it's me, Mark!" he mockingly repeated, standing naked with hands on his hips, his long, thickly rigid cock cleaving the air like a choice length of cement-hardened hose! "Surprise! Thought I'd come and join the party… though I doubt that men are too welcome, eh?"

His blonde, young wife jerked and heaved onto her side, just as if a white-hot rod had been thrust up between her legs, he thought bitterly, the wicked smile stretching his mouth and the harsh laugh emitting from him nothing short of vicious.

"Mark! Oh…!" Jean dazedly heard herself gasp, more shocked by his nakedness than the fact that he had come in on them in such a compromising scene! "My God! Cover yourself up in front of Carol! What do you think you're doing?"

For a brief moment, the young deputy wondered if he weren't entirely losing his grip! He stared at his curvaceous young wife's white, nakedly exposed body, her firmly rounded erect breasts still quivering from the violent move from between Carol's obscenely spread legs, the latter girl immobile as both stared at him in lewdly raised, elbowed positions! Their shocked eyes… faces, were only half-shaded with any measure of shame! Christ, was he somehow wrong? Or had he actually seen what he had?

"You little bitch! I'm about to uncork the facts of life on you!" he determinedly spat. "On both of you… you loving wives who secretly eat out each other's cunt on the side and then pretend sacred marital love for your husbands!"

"Oh… oh God!" Jean managed to stammer. "Y-You don't understand, darling…!"

"The feeling's mutual, baby! You don't understand either!" Mark spat, moving toward the bed. "But I think you will before I'm finished!"

Carol started to speak, then felt her words bunching in her throat when she saw Mark lewdly stroking his long, thick hardness with one hand, grossly working the outer layer of foreskin back and forth as he moved toward her on the bed! Christ, it was so big… so long and thick, outsizing Steve's, the gaping brunette profoundly reasoned, seeing the tiny clear droplets of seminal fluid seeping from the tiny split at its tip! God! What did he think he was going to do to her…? "M-Mark… wait a minute!" she finally choked out, tearing her fear-widened eyes from the heavy, sperm-bloated balls swaying down between his strong, hairy thighs to search desperately his angrily twisted face. "I-It's not exactly what it seems!" she attempted, realizing the absurdity in her half-truth. "Please… let me explain…?"

"That's hardly necessary, Carol honey!" Mark glaringly rasped. "A picture's worth a thousand words, and I just watched a whole Goddamned reel! No, baby! While your husband chases down a wild pack of vicious animals at the risk of his life, I've made up my mind to fuck the living shit out of you, and my sweet little wife, Jeannie, can watch and help! Who knows, you both might learn to love a good, man-sized cock shoved up between your legs more than eating pussy!"

Jean was still too dazed by her young husband's unexpected interruption to grasp the full meaning of what was happening, but Carol Foster did! She readily realized that they had been overtly caught in a questionable act of uninhibited lesbianism, and any explanation she might attempt was only going to make matters worse, especially for Jean! Mark was obviously still in the dark concerning his young wife's being fed LSD the night before, and what they had done to her; plus the story behind her accident! He couldn't understand that she was still partially under its influence; and God knows, she just couldn't betray Jean's confidence, regardless of what happened to herself. And their dual affair with the dog, Caesar…? Had Mark witnessed that… or had the beautiful animal left before he'd arrived on the scene…?

Yet, even as she thought fleetingly of the handsome illusive beast, her dark, incandescent eyes again locked on the huge thrusting hardness of Mark's heavily stiffened cock, his graphically stated intentions echoing with roused anxiety in her brain! He'd moved to the edge of the bed, coarsely stroking the long fleshy rod, working the thick foreskin back and forth over the huge turgid head not a foot from her face!

"Oh… oh God, Mark… th-think of Steve!" Carol huskily breathed, the tears welling into her penis-mesmerized eyes more of frustration than principle. Uncontrollably lewd sensations of rising arousal at the nearness of its lengthy, pulsating thickness began to race wildly through her! Though she had cum beautifully beneath Jean's feverishly licking tongue and lips while Caesar fucked the drugged blonde from behind shortly before, her satisfaction, as always, had been superficial! Only a man's excitedly hardened cock could truly do that for her, but… but…! "P-Please Mark, no… don't do it to me… not in front of your wife… like this…" she almost desperately pleaded. "Steve… he'll kill you… me, all of us…!"

"And what do you think he'd do if he stood here instead of me, baby?" the enraged husband sneeringly threw down at her from his domineering stance, one hand still lustfully clutching his blood-engorged cock. "Would he kill you… or just whip your cheating little ass to a rosy glow…?"

"Mark, my God… stop this vulgar show!" Jean confusedly managed, trying to raise herself upright, her firmly rounded young breasts quivering and swaying with the effort. Momentarily, her smokey-blue eyes rolled to show their whites as she struggled, moving between her nakedly stripped husband and Carol whom he was intimidating! "Stop it, you hear! Cover that… that thing up! You ought to be ashamed of yourself…!"

In his rage, Jean's glazed expression completely escaped her husband's wrathfully blinded eyes, her unbelievable attempt to protect her lesbian partner, topped only by her contemptuously stupifying words feeding unneeded fuel to his infuriated, lust-whetted anger. It was just too Goddamned much for him to swallow all in one dose! He ought to be ashamed of himself! Jesus Christ, everything was turning a brilliant crimson before him! Nor did he pay the least attention to the vivacious brunette who was trying to force his nakedly intervening wife back out of the way! Instead, Jean's tempting, upthrusted buttocks caught his seething view, and with a lashing open hand he mercilessly smacked her three times across their softly quivering whiteness!

"You adulterous little cunt!" he snarled, his hand tingling from the force of the slaps. "I'm going to teach you a lesson about shame that you're not about to forget!"

In squealing surprise, Jean cried out her stinging pain, her hurt-dimmed eyes wetly filling with tears. She looked in blank astonishment up at him, at the same time reaching back to soothingly caress her crimson flushed ass-cheeks. "Wh-What did you do that for…?" she almost innocently whimpered.

"Stop, Mark! Don't! My God, don't please?" Carol begged, grasping his hand to keep him from repeating the act. "I'll do anything you say! Only don't punish her! S-She's not herself… the accident…!"

Mark caught himself, but hardly with any feeling of guilt. "And what's your Goddamned excuse, Mrs. Foster?" he spat at her. "Or is licking cunt part of your regular diet?"

"Oh God!" Carol desperately groaned. "Please… I'll do whatever you want…"

"You're fucking well told you will!" the enraged young husband fumed, breathing heavily. "You both will, damnit! You, darling wife, take my cock in your hand! Go on! Wrap those dainty little pussy-fingers around it! Hurry up, or I swear, you won't be able to sit down for a week! Do it!"

Though mentally stunned, as well as physically smarting across the mounds of her nakedly trembling buttocks, Jean couldn't deny the rekindled sensation of erotic excitement her husband's sadistic spanking licked into flame within her sensuously revolving belly! Her LSD-warped brain had already begun to erotically spin, the pointed sight of his hard; upraised penis abruptly adding to the sensual stimulation! She stared at it for a long moment in growing captivation! It suddenly seemed that she could actually see the hot, rushing blood pounding through its long, thick hardness, through the tiny intricate veins of its flushed, heavily palpitating head… even the microscopic spermatozoa swimming and fishtailing wildly around in the little pearls of escaped semen adorning the tiny split in the tip of his cock…!

"Damnit, bitch, do it, I said!" her husband barked down at her.

"Y-Yes… yes, darling… yes!" Jean gasped, whimpering as she moved on the bed, sitting up to its edge, her feet touching the floor. Obediently, she encircled her small hand around its thick base, the bottom of her little white fist buried in his wealth of curling black, pubic-hair. "D-Don't be angry with me… please don't…?"

While Mark shuddered in rapidly suppressed delight at Jean's soft warm touch, Carol felt a surge of growing desire boil through her own naked body at the provocative sight. She stared enviously at Jean's small fisted hand unable to fully encompass her husband's thick, hardened length of throbbing penile flesh. Her own excitedly panting breaths shortened covetously and her eager eyes were glued to the lewdly arousing scene as once again Jean pleaded for her coldly glaring husband not to be angry with her.

"Oh fuck!" Mark luridly rasped in his obvious, pyramiding lust. "J-Just do as I say… both of you! W-We're going to play some very interesting little shame-games… just the three of us, until you two learn the real meaning of the word!" Then, to Carol, still lying back on raised elbows in trembling nakedness: "Now you come nice and close, Mrs. Steve Foster! You're going to worm out your hot little tongue and lick all the tasty cum-juice off it, so my prick will be nice and clean when I fuck it up into your lesbian little cunt! Come on, damn you! Lick it clean while my bitch-wife holds it out for you! Hurry up… move!"

Carol's brief hesitation was based on little more than her closest friend's anticipated feelings; for licking and sucking a man's cock until she made it cum in her mouth had always been her foremost sexual weakness! Her hungrily locked eyes had hardly left his huge pulsating rigidity nor the promising fulfillment of his heavily filled balls, and the lustful craving within her nakedly aroused body had obliterated nearly all thought but the delicious possessing of it! His obscenely vengeful command for her to suck his cock sent spasms of swirling heat burning through her, but… but she… someone, had to think of Jean! The wrong move or act might set her wild…!

"Do it, darling! Do it!" Jean, in her naked voluptuousness exclaimed, ending right there Carol's brief fearful concern! "Do what Mark says! Lick his cock all nice and clean while I hold it out to you…! All that sweet love juice…! Hurry… do it!"

"Shit!" Mark mentally blurted at his gorgeous blonde wife's lewd prompting! He'd never even know her! There was absolutely no relation between this naked, wantonly acting slut and the sensuously innocent girl he'd married! Christ, what had happened to her… or had he been that blind right from the beginning? His brain whirled! Goddamn, if this was punishment for her, she was loving it! He tried to remember if she'd really been a virgin when he'd first fucked her! He'd thought she was! She was that tight… but how the hell could you actually know? The old crap about the blood on the sheet, or the cry of pain when you burst into their so-called chaste little pussies… he couldn't remember any of that because it hadn't happened…!

"Aaaaaauuugggghhh!" Mark grunted, his thoughts shattered before the hot, wet contact of his wife's girlfriend's saliva-moistened tongue with the lewdly pulsating head of his cock in Jean's tightly clutching hand! He gaped down to see Carol's moistly pink tongue flick out, snake-like over the tip of his throbbing cocktip with unhesitant eagerness! Jesus Christ, he wildly reasoned, they come in pairs! How do you punish the unpunishable…? Or were they about to teach him a lesson? He watched in lustful fascination the vivacious brunette's extended face, her lushly opened lips and tiny pink tongue licking out to bathe his lust-swollen knob while his own nakedly stripped wife actually held it for her in her grasping, girlish little hand! Then, he saw the riveted eyes of the voluptuous creature he'd married; they resembled sparkling gems filled with greed, the comparison of which he'd never before seen… or noticed in her! Oh shit… Christ… fuck! The whole Goddamned world was turning upside down…!

"Unnnnnnnggggghhhhhhhh!" Carol gasped within at the pungent taste of Mark Blakely's warmly secreting sperm! Feverishly, she lashed her passion-inspired tongue over the spongy warmth of his turgid cock-head, wiggling the tiny tip into the sperm-filled slit, hoping to extract one more drop from its enraged, swollen head! "Skin it back, Jean!" she excitedly hissed. "Milk it out for me… then, pull the foreskin way back!"

Mark, in his own desire-inflamed reverie watched almost as if his penis was detached from his body… watched his own young wife responding eagerly to Carol's obscene request! He stared in absolute lechery, suddenly aware that the orgiastic scene was of his own making! They were doing no more than obeying his salacious demands, that thought causing the rage he'd known to blend with his seething lust like delectable rare wine with gamey meat sauce! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! He'd cum all over her face in a second! Christ, he would…!

"Is that better, darling?" Jean stressed, working her tiny, white hand back and forth along his throbbing, hard cock-shaft, its heavy, outer layer of skin hotly searing the thick, rigid length of blood-engorged flesh to a point of making him cry out! "Milk more out of it, you little bitch!"

The poignant sight and taste of his hotly seeping seminal emissions had already fired Carol into tremoring spasms of frantic desire! Even the thought of her husband, Steve, whom she loved so much, couldn't lessen the burning need growing like wildfire within her! And she did love him… she did…! Then, there were more tiny droplets of Mark's warmly escaping cum to feed her sexual hunger and fire her feverishly tingling loins…!

Christ, he couldn't take anymore of this! He'd spurt his cum right out in her mouth, and he didn't want that, Mark reelingly thought, watching Steve Foster's naked young wife move her tongue-moistened lips forward to suck the whole of his cock up inside her soft warm mouth!

"No damnit… wait!" he blurted, jerking his rock-hard penis back from her sensuously ovaled lips, remembering at the last second that it was the deceiving little blonde bitch, his own wife, Jean, eagerly clutching his throbbing hardness whom he wanted to shame and teach the lesson to! Punish them both, yes… but his fraudulent, lesbian spouse first and foremost! "Another time, maybe!" he rasped, pushing Jean's hand away and climbing onto the bed, his earlier plans of vengeance racing through his lust-enraged brain. "I'm going to fuck the living hell out of you, cunt!" he spat down at the supple brunette who had rolled apprehensively onto her back and was staring wild-eyed up at him. "Then, when Steve comes, we'll tell him all about it… everything… and maybe you can suck me off then while my queer little wife sucks the cum up out of his balls! Meantime, baby, I'm going to fuck you silly, until this little blonde slut wife of mine cries right along with you!" Carol moaned out beneath the approaching, naked husband of her girlfriend moving wrathfully toward her, his filthy worded intentions sending uncontrollable spasms of mixed sensation rippling through her helplessly cringing belly! Oh God… how could she stop him without betraying Jean's confidence… and eventually Caesar…! She had done many forbidden things… but no man had ever fucked her except Steve! In that, she'd somehow satisfied her fidelity to him! The other girl-episodes, few as they were, and even wildly sucking Caesar that first night, she could inwardly smother without remorse, but this committing adultery with her husband's best friend… oh God…!

Jean, kneeing her way along beside her angered, naked husband, made no sound. Only her quivering lower lip gave away her confused, inner feelings. The unpredictable moments of the LSD reoccurrence cycles were lessening, the normalcy creeping over her was momentarily unreceptive to the lewd situation surrounding her! Wh-What was happening…? Where… why…? She… they were all naked! And… and that was her girlfriend, Carol, lying obscenely on her back… with Mark spreading her legs apart and moving up over her! Mark… his hardened penis pushing forward as if… if he were going to… to f-fuck her…!

"M-Mark… Carol!" Jean stammeringly exclaimed, a little less than dumbly shocked at what was the obvious and about to take place! "Wh-What in God's name do you think you're doing…?" Yet, even as she spoke, lurid flashes of her own passionate acts which must have preceded this obscene moment flittered through her drug-entangled mind! She and Caesar… then Carol… and finally, Mark catching them…! Oh God… the LSD again! Ooohhh… she felt so strange… so resentful… still, she masochistically wanted them to fuck… right there in front of her! S-She was so hot… down there between her legs again!

Mark, in his burning arousal, hardly threw his indignant sounding, young wife anymore than a glance. At least, he hoped it was indignation he'd caught in her tone, because he well knew what he was doing and why, as he crawled between the slender, shapely legs of her suddenly, fear-stricken, closest friend!

"Spread 'em wide and lift 'em high, baby!" he lewdly ordered, placing his big hands against the soft, satiny flesh of Carol's inner thighs and pressuring outward. He heard her whimper along with a choking whine from Jean as he gaped down with ever-building lust at the intriguing little mouth of the willowy brunette's dark, hair-fringed cunt. Its pink secret flesh separated the flushed, moistly pulsating lips to send powerful jolts of desire surging through him. Christ, he was going to fuck her silly even if she was Steve's wife!

"Mark! Please… stop… stop!" Jean feebly moaned, edging close and placing her hand on his taut buttock, the mere feel of his furious vibrance almost instantly pregnant with meaning to her! He was punishing her… and… and she deserved it! Yes… yes… both of them deserved whatever he chose to do to them she lucidly reasoned, her eyes abruptly transfixed on Carol's hesitant response to Mark's command. She watched her best friend slowly raise and draw back her slender tapered legs, lifting the helplessly vulnerable vaginal opening between them up hesitantly toward the blood-swollen head of her husband's hugely throbbing cock!

Mark moved further up over her, locking his arms behind her uplifted legs and forcing her calves high up over his shoulders, his muscular thighs tight against the smooth white flesh of her tautened, wide-spread buttocks. She gasped out beneath him, her flattened breasts trying to heave upward with her sudden intake of fearful breath.

"Oh God, Mark, please! You'll kill me this way! Please… don't do it to me like this… not at first…!" Carol gasped, desperately raising her head to gape down between them at his thick, fiercely threatening cock!

"I had killing you with it in mind, bitch!" he obscenely leered, flicking his hips mockingly forward to stab at the sensitive pink flesh of her nakedly exposed cuntal mouth with the blunt, rubbery head of his angry hardness. She winced, whimpered, then tremored all over at his teasing jabs, crying out louder when the smooth, swollen tip slithered upward to splay through the sensuously moistened flesh and torment the tiny, erect bud of her clitoris! "How does this little game strike you for fuck-openers, Carol baby?"

"Oh… oh… oohhhh! Damn you…!" she uncontrollably groaned to the tormenting of her quivering nerve-plexus beneath his hotly massaging cock-head. "Ooooohhhh… go on… fuck me if you're going to! Do it… do for God's sake!" she hissed lewdly up at his triumphantly grinning face, the fire licking through her incited loins and belly from his harshly tantalizing, cock-caresses nearly driving her insane with desire. Her sheer defenselessness and the obscene position he was holding her in, plus his own wife, her own best girlfriend, helplessly watching spurred her wildly mounting passion on all the more! "Well…? Do it! What're you waiting for? Go ahead and fuck it to me!" she moaned sensually, wiggling her nakedly upturned buttocks up at his groin in wanton invitation.

Mark needed no coaxing, but he intended to satisfy his vengeance to the ultimate! He snapped a look at the rekindled erotic expression on his naked wife's beautiful perplexed face. "All right, you little cunt, reach between my legs, take my cock and put it into your girlfriend's pussy hole! Hurry up! Get back behind my ass and do it! Move!"

Afraid to disobey him even had she wanted to, Jean skirted on hands and knees partially behind her luridly positioned husband, the feel of her full, vibrant breasts swaying beneath, obscenely stimulating her. She extended her arm between his spread thighs, a moan escaping her when his heavy sperm-bloated balls brushed hotly against her slender wrist, and she grasped hold of the hardened, sinewy heat of his thick cock-shaft, then moved half-way around beside him to be able to see it going in better! Again, she unrestrainably whimpered as she guided the long, solid length of hot, rigid flesh from its thick base, working the smooth, turgid head with lustful captivation through the softly curling pubic hair and up and down the full length of Carol's pink, wet cuntal slit! Oh God, the erotically enticing sight was setting her right off again! He was punishing her… both of them, and they deserved it. She excitedly moaned to herself as she pressed the hugely bulging knob into the small, wetly throbbing mouth of Carol's vagina!

"Now, baby, I'll fuck it to you!" Mark spat down into the whining brunette's apprehensive, lust-slackened face. "This is one little cunt reaming you'll never forget!"

Carol heard Jean's quick intake of breath along with her own as Mark leaned forward and forced her legs back even further! Her tortured, naked body was bent double, the sudden pain of her strained muscles raising a new agonized little groan from her constricting throat. The glistening, flattened plane of her helplessly vulnerable loins was presented up to him to use however he chose, his raging thick cock poised within the wet, nibbling lips of her totally defenseless vagina!

"Oh… oh God!" Carol choked in helpless anxiety, and then, suddenly his powerful male body crushed down on her twisting form, smashing her full, softly yielding breasts tightly back into her chest! His huge, lust-hardened cock plunged into her unresisting cunt like a blunt fence-post, plowing the hot liquid folds of her tender vaginal flesh in rippling waves before its ravaging, blood-engorged head!

"Aaaaaaauuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhh!" the willowy brunette wailed at the wrathful, skin-splitting impalement, tensing breathlessly as its heavy-veined thickness fucked rapaciously up into her again and again, battering a painful tattoo deep back against her sensitive cervix! She whined wincingly beneath the punishing agony, but it was only a temporary torment that she knew would, and did, pass! The greedy, elastically absorbing walls of her hungrily welcoming cuntal passage clasped tightly around the invading spear of hardness, the thinly stretched hair-lined lips slithering hotly upward to devour its full length all the way to the hilt! His cum-filled balls smacked hard down into the moist, nakedly split crevice of her wide-spread buttocks, and she moaned out in a low guttural subservience to the pleasurable pain spiraling frantically up between her legs with mind-shattering rapture…!