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CHAPTER FIVE

The spray from the hot shower felt great, crashing across Becky's neck and shoulders. She lazily soaped her big tits, lingering lovingly around her hard nipples. Thick white lather flowed down her sleek belly and spilled across her furry cuntbush, coursing down her thighs.

She rubbed the slick bar of soap between her legs, teasing her pouting outer pussy-lips. Her clit throbbed as she stirred up more of those strange desires. The hot water continued to beat down across her shoulders, massaging her tired muscles. And a spreading sex-heat boiled in her loins. She paused to enjoy the sudden fuck-warmth, throwing her head back, closing her eyes, her mouth gaping wide as she moaned and sighed, her tongue flicking and swirling around her full red lips.

Becky dropped the soap. She had to lean against the wall of the shower stall to keep from falling, grabbing onto the stainless-steel soap dish at the last moment. She took a deep breath, recovering from the sudden overwhelming sensations that flooded through her needy pussy.

It was as if her body was telling her that she needed more and more sex before she could be fulfilled. Sure, she had been part of some great fucking and sucking. But it seemed as if she had been giving more than she had been receiving.

As Becky slumped in the shower stall, feeling her pussy burning with an unmistakable need, she realized just how much she needed to have a super climax. If she didn't have a bone-shattering orgasm damn quick, something terrible was going to happen. Getting fucked senseless was the least she could do for herself. It was as if the suck job she had given Eric earlier in the day had ignited an intense yet slow-burning fuse deep in her slick pussy. And she needed to fuck and fuck and fuck to keep that fuse burning.

She had a choice – to either let that sizzling fuck fuse go out and leave herself frustrated, or go out and try and stuff as many cocks as she could find deep into her clenching cunt. Only by diving headfirst into a seething morass of fuck-activity would she be able to detonate that explosive orgasm that her body desperately craved.

Drying off with a warm fluffy towel, tenderly rubbing down her bulging tits and her eager pussy, Becky knew without a doubt what it was she needed. The only problem was getting it. She figured that she would have to make the best of every situation, thinking sex all the while. As she shook out her beautiful long blonde hair, she realized that getting laid was the easiest thing in the world. If you just thought sex-sex-sex, there was nothing to it. If you just cast aside petty fears of rejection and said the right words, before you knew it you'd be fucking your eyes out, coming and coming and coming.

What could be easier? she thought, snapping the elastic waistband after wriggling her sheer panties up along her legs and snug around her taut asscheeks. The crotch of her panties was still moist and cool. Then she remembered how Eric had inhaled the sheer fabric, sniffing her fragrant panties for all he was worth.

She dressed swiftly, determined to go out and seek her fuck-fortune as soon as possible, it was late afternoon now, and the end of her workday. She wanted nothing more than to go out and celebrate. Becky felt waves of new energy sweeping through her, waves of desire broadcast by her unfulfilled pussy. It was as if her desperate cunt was now controlling her mind, driving her on to find some hot cocks. And Becky wouldn't have it any other way.

When Becky finally stepped out into Eric's office, she saw that Ed was all alone, reading a magazine on the couch. He looked up when he heard her enter, and he smiled broadly, knowingly.

"Well, don't we look nice," he said. Ed stroked his cock through his pants unashamedly, letting Becky know just how much she had pleased him.

She smiled and nodded a silent thank you. She had done a good job of cleaning up her clothes, and any tell-tale cum stains or pussy-juice blotches could hardly be noticed.

Before she could cress the room and leave through the door, Ed jumped up and cut her off. He stood staring deep into her eyes, still rubbing his cock. She watched his pulsing prick growing before her eyes, stretching out the thin material of his trousers. At the sight of Ed's massive cock straining to be free of his pants, Becky's pussy began to heat up.

"Where you off to so fast, young lady?" Ed asked, reaching out to stroke one of Becky's soft jutting tits.

"Well… I was going to go… ah…"

Becky was momentarily overwhelmed by the rushed of heat that flowed through her big tits as Ed kneaded her succulent titflesh.

The big man grabbed her securely by her shoulders. He leaned over and kissed her hard on the lips, thrusting his hot tongue deep into her mouth, running it all around her teeth, threatening to ream out her throat. Becky sighed appreciatively, reaching around his hips to grab as much of his ass as she could, pulling herself close and rubbing her hot pussy-mound against his ever-growing cock. He released her suddenly and licked his lips. Looking up and down her body in a final appreciative appraisal, Ed said, "What say you and me go out for a little bite? To get our strength up."

Becky felt itchy and hot, but she also felt that it would be delightful to delay the inevitable a little longer. Sure, going out for a few drinks and some supper would be perfect. And who knows, she might even be able to find one or two other cocks out there to sweeten the pot. Fucking Ed's big fat cock would be a super treat in itself. And maybe she might be able to throw a couple more giant pricks into the bargain. She felt anxious and hot all over – doubly hot because her plan was already being put into action, and it was working!

"I know just the place," Ed said. "They've got great steaks there."

Becky rubbed her thighs together, putting exquisite pressure on her throbbing clit.

"Oh yeah? Where's that?" she asked, grinding her pussy-mound harder into Ed's hot crotch.

He gasped, his hot breath flowing out all over her face. She felt his huge prick lurching in his pants, spasming against her needy cunt.

When he regained his composure, Ed replied, "It's call the The Meat Market. I'm sure you'll like it."

Becky gave Ed's cock one final squeeze before they walked out into the hallway. So far everything's working perfectly, she thought. And her cunt creamed a slow but steady stream of juice, causing her to slosh as she walked. She took Ed's arm and nestled her cheek against the expensive fabric of his suit jacket. As they stepped into the elevator, she studied Ed's still-hard cock. She wanted to unzip his pants and yank out his prick to give him a quick blowjob before they reached the ground floor.

The restaurant was crowded when they arrived and they were forced to wait for a table. Ed decided it would be a good idea to have a few drinks before dinner. Becky agreed, and followed the big man up to the bar.

Becky sat as close to Ed as she could, spinning gently this way and that on her stool, teasing Ed as she rubbed her hot knee across his thigh.

She sipped her cool gin and tonic and scanned the bar. There were plenty of strapping studs there with a lot more on their minds than good steak and a few beers. Becky was turned on by the decidedly sexy atmosphere. She flirted with her eyes, catching the heated gazes of a few, of the local studs and winking back seductively. The sudden touch of Ed's big hot hand on her knee combined with the knowing glances of some of the men around her, caused Becky to feel intense thrills flowing through her charged-up cunt. She closed her eyes and sighed, enjoying the sudden sex-heat that burned in her loins.

Becky downed her drink and quickly ordered another. She wanted to get good and loose. Because something told her she was in for a good fucking this evening.

She continued scanning the bar, feeling herself growing hotter and hotter. Ed leaned over and kissed her ear, brushing her shiny blonde hair back and tonguing her soft lobes. Thrilling jolts of heat coursed through her, and she could feel her clit begin to throb and grow erect. She wished Ed could reach down and stroke her clit, but was finding that drawing out her impulsiveness was quite exquisite. She was momentarily content to just enjoy the sweet rushes of sex-heat that flowed through her body. Knowing that soon she would be furiously fucking a fat juicy cock was enough to keep her going – and her cunt nice and warm and wet!

Becky finished her second drink quickly, enjoying the satisfying combination of alcohol and warm pussy-thrills. It seemed as if her whole belly were glowing with intense bliss. Oh, if she could only ram a finger into her cunt for a moment!

Her bliss was momentarily interrupted when Becky spied an all-too-familiar face at one end of the bar. There was Cathy Royce, Ed's wife, yucking it up, fairly cramming her oversized tits into some young stud's face. Cathy was straddling her stool as best she could, her legs crossed and her short skirt riding high above her thick creamy thighs. Becky could see a little white triangle of the woman's panties between her big legs.

Becky shivered with disgust as she realized that her saliva and pussy-sauces were probably still stained into the fabric of Cathy's panties. She took another long drink to try and get rid of the sudden bad taste that crept into her mouth.

But then she remembered what a massive orgasm she had provided for the pudgy Cathy. Becky was suddenly hot again, the alcohol had loosened her up considerably. She figured that Cathy had only been trying to get her rocks off when she had forced Becky to eat her cunt. And Becky had to admit that she did enjoy the suck-session once they really got into it. Fucking was fucking, Becky decided, swirling the ice cubes around in her drink.

Becky's initial disgust upon seeing Cathy had now turned to respect. Becky realized that Cathy must have long ago discovered the special joys of all-out fucking and she had to respect the big woman for that. Becky offered Cathy a silent toast and downed her drink.

Unconsciously sliding her hand down across Ed's thigh, Becky stroked the outline of his hard prick with her thumb and forefinger. Then she felt Ed lurch suddenly, almost falling off his stool – and his big prick went soft almost instantly! He slammed his drink down hard on the bar, splashing booze across his shin.

"What's wrong?" Becky asked, alarmed by the sudden loss of a hard cock to stroke.

"Oh, nothing much," Ed said sarcastically. He was talking a bit too loud and many of the people at the bar turned to look his way. "It's just that that big slut over there – my almost ex-wife – is too close for comfort. Come on, let's get out of here!"

"But wait!" Becky pleaded. "Wait a minute." Ed's cock was so big that even when it was soft Becky could still get a good grip on it. As the big man tried to leave, Becky tugged hard on his prick and brought him back to the stool.

"Damn, that hurts!" he said, cringing with the sudden pain of having his prick yanked sharply.

People were staring at them from all corners of the restaurant. Those in the know slyly pointed from Cathy to Ed and laughed.

"You can't talk that way about her," Becky admonished him. "She happens to be a friend of mine."

Even though Becky had met Cathy for the first time only hours earlier, Becky felt as if they shared a special understanding about fucking. Just because a woman enjoyed having cock upon cock thrust into her until she came with every fiber of her being was no reason to call her a slut in public. Becky realized that there was a thin line between what society would call unacceptable and what some individuals might call enjoying all that life had to offer.

Becky stared Ed straight in the eye. "You're going to have to apologize to her or I'm leaving right now."

Ed stared at Becky's pert jutting tits, watching them jiggle. His lips were quivering and he began breathing raggedly.

Becky knew she had him over a barrel. The way she had been treating him, she knew he figured he was going to get a fantastic fuck out of her later that night. And now that she was threatening to leave, Ed was just putty in her hands.

"Okay. I-I guess you're right," he said, suddenly very quiet.

Becky knew she had won the battle outright as she felt Ed's cock beginning to get hard again in her fierce grip.

"Now you go over there and say you're sorry." The rest of the people at the bar were watching the drama intently. Cathy lit a cigarette and turned away when she saw Ed approach.

The big man starred down at the floor and shuffled his feet like a naughty little boy. "I guess… I guess I'm sorry," he said.

Cathy puffed slowly on her cigarette, blowing a cloud of smoke into Ed's red face. "Well, I don't know whether to accept or not," she said. "Especially since you're here with that little… that little… piece of… fluff. We're still married, you know. Until the trial tomorrow."

"I know. But if I don't patch things up right now… well… I won't get any…"

"Save your breath, fatso. I had some of her tongue this afternoon and it was hardly worth it. And besides, I know for a fact that you haven't been able to get it up for years." Cathy mashed her cigarette out in the ashtray. "That happens to be why we're getting divorced… in case you forgot already."

"But… honey."

"Don't call me honey, you impotent joke of a man!"

Cathy and Ed were suddenly silent as they heard the insistent tap of Becky's foot behind them. Becky was standing with her arms crossed, shaking her head.

"You two are just acting like a couple of kids." Becky lowered her arms to reveal the succulent shape of her big tits. She tilted her hips to accentuate the delightful curve of her asscheeks through her slinky dress. "I think you should both kiss and make up."

To remind Cathy of their earlier encounter, Becky licked her lips slowly, moving, her crotch around in small circles. Cathy couldn't help noticing Becky's seductive movements. She unconsciously raised a hand to cup one of her tits and began stroking her nipple in response to Becky's flirtatious little dance.

Ed turned his head back and forth quickly as if he were watching a tennis match, his eyes bouncing from tits to tits. His cock began to swell and get rock-hard again. And Cathy couldn't help but notice that, either.

It was as if Becky and Cathy got the same idea at once. They smiled at one another and both slipped an arm under Ed's.

"Yes, I think you're right, dear," Cathy said to Becky. "I think we should let bygones be bygones."

Ed was startled as the two women kissed him at the same time. They watched with delight as his cock lurched and spasmed in his pants. Becky rubbed her tits against Ed's shoulder. Cathy followed suit. Soon, Ed had four massive tits rolling hotly across his upper body. The sex-heat seemed to blast out of their nipples and fill him with new life and energy.

Becky smiled knowingly and winked at Cathy. "I think we should go somewhere and make this a formal apology."

Becky and Cathy all but carried Ed out of the bar. The rest of the patrons had been watching their little show with great interest. When the hot trio began to leave, they were accompanied by rousing applause. Becky and Cathy waved a hearty goodbye as they disappeared through the door and hit the street.

"Ohhhh, Ed! Fuck me harder! Deeper! Aiiieeee, you're killing me with your big prick!"

Becky was flat on her back on the living-room rug, screaming and shrieking with delight as Ed fucked her ferociously. He thrust his gigantic cock into her with tremendous force, bashing into her pussy-mound with each stroke, knocking her whole body a few inches farther toward the bedroom as he savagely fucked her.

Ed still had his vest and shirt on, having hastily thrown Becky to the floor and started fucking her immediately. She tried her best to reach down and pull his shirttails out of the way so she could watch his mammoth cock slamming into her hungry cunt. A spray of fresh pussy-sauce splattered out against his thighs each time his cock forced its way into her squishy cunt. His giant-sized balls slapped against her wet steamy asscrack each time he arched his back and pumped into her.

"Fuck me, you beast! Fuck me harder! Yaaaggghhh!"

Ed continued humping her as hard as he could until they reached the far wall of the living room. A thick line of mashed-down shag carpet led from the front door to the spot where they now furiously fucked. A thin fragrant trail of musky fuck-juices also stained the carpet.

Becky was held fast against the wall, her head butting up against the molding each time Ed fucked into her cunt. A picture directly above her head knocked against the wall each time Ed's hips smashed into her.

Ed's prick felt so big inside her, Becky thought he was going to split her down the middle. But as his fucking motion became faster and faster, as he heaved and moaned, his eyes shut tight in ecstasy and his teeth gritting with lust, Becky matched him stroke for stroke. Whatever pain she felt was quickly changed to pleasure as she struggled to meet each one of Ed's powerful fuck-thrusts. Their bodies collided with bone-shattering force, pussyjuice and pre-cum splashing all over the place. It wasn't long before the carpet was just as drenched and matted down as the curly pubic hairs that covered Becky's red-hot cunt.

Each time Ed thrust his oversized cock into her steaming cunt, it felt like Becky was riding the muzzle of a huge exploding cannon. Intense waves of hot pleasure shot through her body each time her pussy was ruthlessly invaded. Her head continued banging against the wall and she was so involved in the ferocious fucking that she thought the apartment was caving in all around them.

"Faster, Ed! Faster! Oh, God, it feels so fucking good! Fuck me to death! Oh, I love it! Aaaarrrggghhh!"

Ed's big hips continued to mercilessly hammer against her. He groaned with delight and Becky could feel his ball-sac tightening up as it slapped harder and harder against her sensitive asshole. She knew he was going to come soon. And just in time, for thrilling waves of pleasure were zooming through her ravaged cunt. Her clit was itching almost unbearably as Ed's thick cockshaft continued to grind against it with each downstroke.

She felt her hot cunt beginning to spasm in the first throes of orgasm. Her cunt-channel started to clench around Ed's rock-hard cock each time he drove his prick to the very back of her slippery pussy-furnace.

Becky wrapped her long legs as far around Ed's hunching body as she could, locking her ankles together, trying to fuse her cunt onto Ed's relentlessly pumping prick. She folded her arms around his neck and buried his face between her madly flopping tits. She began shrieking and moaning uncontrollably as she felt the first hot blasts of Ed's spurting jism boiling in her cunt.

She gripped him tighter, trying to milk every last drop of hot cum from his aching ball-sac. His hot spurts of jism served to trigger her own orgasm and soon she was bunching like a madwoman, writhing and groaning, her taut asscheeks bouncing up off the rug to meet his thrusts.

Ed tried to suck on one of her hot hard nipples. But as he twisted his body around to bite down on her sweaty tit, his cock slipped out of Becky's clenching pussy. He shot great thick, creamy spurts of cum all across her heaving belly. His big cock was like a garden hose out of control, thrashing about in mid-air as it sprayed its full load of jism all up and down her hunching body.

As the hot sticky gobs of cum spit out all over her, Becky gave in completely to an all-consuming orgasm. She bucked and squirmed under the big man, hammering her fists ferociously into his fleshy back.

"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ, I'm coming! Yaaahhhgggg!"

Ed rolled off, exhausted, knocked away by the force of Becky's twisting, convulsing body. A thick string of cum still connected his cock to her quivering, jism-soaked belly.

As she rode out her furious come, Becky reached down and smeared Ed's cum all around her hot pussylips, her flat, trembling belly and her creamy twitching thighs. Her fine wide ass kept bouncing up off the rug as orgasm after orgasm coursed through her clenching cunt. She splashed fuck juices across Ed's back each time she slapped down into the pool of pussy-sauce and cock-cream that glistened in a puddle beneath her trembling asscheeks.

"Yeah, this is it!" she shrieked.

For one blissful moment, she blacked out and felt herself floating, a faraway, dreamy feeling rippling through her satisfied body. She sighed a pleased sigh, rolling her head back and forth as she enjoyed her afterglow. Reaching back down into the sea of cum that coated her belly and thighs, Becky loaded her hand up with the hot sticky jism like a bear dipping his paw into a honey pot. She brought her hand up to her mouth and began licking Ed's cock-cream from her heavily laden fingers. Her bright-red tongue flashed across her hand as she sucked down every drop of Ed's cum. She swallowed slowly, enjoying the bittersweet taste of his starchy jism.

Ed lay next to her, sighing contentedly, absentmindedly stroking one of her big floppy tits. His flaccid cock rested comfortably in a jungle of sopping matted pubic hair. Becky reached over to gently stroke his limp wet prick. She then stuck her freshly soaked fingers back into her mouth and savored the tangy taste of fresh cum and musky pussy-juices.

She and Ed moaned together, their sighs mingling blissfully.

"Well, I see you two finally got your rocks off. You made quite a mess of it, too." Cathy spoke clearly, but Becky noticed a tinge of desire and nervousness coloring the big woman's words. "And now that you've managed to bring my husband back from the dead, why don't you come over here and see what you can do for me?"

Cathy was straddling the back of the couch, her legs spread wide. She wore a pair of spike-heeled shoes and black nylon stockings – the kind with the seam up the back. A black garter belt graced her ample thighs. She wore no panties, and her big juicy cunt was spread wide, her pussylips glistening with fresh cunt-sauce. A black push-up bra held her giant jutting tits in place. Holes were cut in the huge cups so her massive brown nipples could peek through.

Becky got up from the floor as if obeying a command. She walked slowly across the floor and dropped to her knees in front of Cathy's drooling pussy. Inching her head forward, Becky aimed her tongue directly for the gleaming bud of Cathy's erect clit. As Becky rolled her steamy wet tongue around Cathy's throbbing clit, the big woman moaned appreciatively, sucking great draughts of air through her clenched teeth.

"Yeah, baby. Just like last time. Suck me off!" As Becky sucked harder and harder. Cathy's cunt began pushing wave after wave of cunt sauce. Her ample thighs rippled and quivered as she clung tightly to the back of the couch to avoid falling.

"Ohhhh, do it, you little slut! Make me come! Aaahhh!"

Becky mashed her face as far into Cathy's giant cunt as she could and still manage to breathe. She felt Cathy's wet pussy-flaps glued to her hollowed cheeks. Becky sucked deeper and deeper, inhaling the fresh musky smell of Cathy's creaming cunt.

Cathy gripped the sides of Becky's heaving head with her fleshy hands and called out to her husband. "Get up, you tired old motherfucker! Get over here and watch this up close. I want you to see how to really suck a pussy!"

Ed slowly gathered himself together and marched over to the scene taking place on the couch. He knelt down next to Becky so he could watch her tongue flick all across Cathy's drooling pussylips and dart up into the woman's glistening cunt channel.

"Yeah, that's how to do it. Yeahhhh! Oh, that feels so good, I can't tell you! Aaahhh!"

As Becky thrashed her tongue all around the sopping cunt, Ed moved in closer, breathing hotly in her ear.

"Now it's your turn! Get in there and suck!" Cathy ordered.

Cathy reached down and pushed Becky's face aside. Then she grabbed Ed by his ears and pulled him full force into her gushing cunt. She moved her thighs closer together to make sure he couldn't get away, and Becky could barely see the sucking man's head hidden between Cathy's tremendous quivering thighs.

"Now jerk on his cock, you little bitch! I want him hard again so he can throw one of those furious fucks into me. You're not the only one around here that likes to fuck good hard cock!"

Becky obliged, stroking Ed's drooping cock until it stood up hard and hungry. She moved her other hand around to stroke his bulging ball-sac, squeezing his cum-stuffed balls tenderly.

Ed rooted around in his wife's drenched cunt until great strands of pussy-juice dripped from his chin. Cathy moaned with delight, squeezing her husband's head tighter with her legs while she stroked her big brown nipples. Her nipples stood out hard and pointed and she squeezed them roughly with her fingers.

"Yeah, that's it, baby! I always knew you could suck a good pussy! Dig deeper, you little fucker. Deeper! Aaaaggghhh!"

As Becky stroked Ed's rock-hard cock, she realized that he and his wife Cathy were probably getting it on for the first time in many years. This made the secretary feel very good, knowing that she was helping to save their marriage. Getting fucked into oblivion is one thing, she thought. But sex isn't all take and no give. She now understood that half the pleasure of fucking was allowing someone else to enjoy a mindless orgasm. She jacked Ed off all the harder now, priming him for another tremendous fuck, getting his fuck-juices flowing again. He moaned appreciatively, his muffled groans sending waves of sheer pleasure throughout Cathy's wet pussy.

"Okay, fat man! Now it's my turn to feel your big prick. My pussy is hungry for your cockmeat! Now give it to me!"

Cathy flopped back down onto the couch, her huge cunt gaping wetly. She spread her legs apart to allow Ed to stand up. Her legs hung over the back of the couch as she reached up to spread her pussylips apart.

"Fuck me!" she screamed.

Ed got to his feet and nestled up just in front of his wife's sopping, inviting cunt. He gripped his blood-engorged cock in one hand and stared at the wet pink target of Cathy's gleaming pussy. She pulled her slick pussy-flaps farther apart to reveal the opening to her needy cunt-channel.

"Come on, asshole! Fuck me!"

Ed aimed his cock carefully. With one mighty thrust, he rammed his fat cock balls-deep into his wife's juicy pussy. Cuntjuice splattered all over the place. Cathy's big legs wrapped around his chubby asscheeks and the two of them began humping in earnest.

Cathy writhed against, the couch cushions, her head hanging over the edge and her ham flowing out across the floor. She dug her spike-heels deep into Ed's trembling asscheeks and he fucked all the faster. She gripped her oversized tits in her hands and squeezed them for all she was worth. She began humping faster and faster, shrieking each time the tip of Ed's hot cock brushed across her supersensitive clit. Her asscheeks flattened out on the couch each time she received one of Ed's gut wrenching cock-thrusts.

Becky kneeled just behind Ed, hypnotized by the sight of his hefty ball-sac smacking repeatedly into Cathy's ass-crack. She moved closer to him, gripping the sides of his heaving hips. Holding on tight, she nosed into his ass-crack and began seeking out his asshole with her tongue. She flicked her hot, juicy tongue up and down between his clenched asscheeks. When she found his puckered asshole, she drove her tongue into it with all her strength. His bucking hips were knocking her head back and forth, but Becky managed to hang on and drive her tongue deeper and deeper inside his ass-channel.

Ed moaned and cried out. Becky could feel his taut cum-tube tightening up just behind his flopping ball-sac. She slipped her wet tongue free of Ed's asshole and inched forward to lap at his sizzling balls. He fucked harder and harder into his wife's overflowing cunt, but Becky continued to maintain her grip. She sucked one of his balls into her mouth and swirled her practiced tongue around it furiously. Pussy-juice splashed into Becky's face each time Ed thrust into Cathy's dripping cunt, but the young secretary kept Ed's tender ball locked securely between her full lips.

Becky could feel cum beginning to boil in Ed's balls. He tried to spread his legs apart to allow Becky tithe room she needed to suck at his stewing ball-sac. And all the while, he kept fucking faster and faster into Cathy's slippery pussy.

"OH, Ed! Aiieee!" Cathy shrieked like it was the end of the world. "How come you never fucking me like this before? Ohhh, it feels so fucking good. Yeahhhh! Aaaihhhh!"

Becky felt a massive glowing sensation flash through her hot young body at the sound of Cathy's horny moans. Becky felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter as she realized it was all because of her that Ed and Cathy were fucking away so contentedly.

And now the contentment was building to a furious finish as Ed picked up the pace, fucking with all his strength, the tendons standing out in his thighs and legs as he strained to fuck his lust-drunk wife as hard and as powerfully as he could. He lifted his wife's legs up around his shoulders. That way he could drive his swollen cock as deep as possible into Cathy's pussy and still allow Becky enough room to suck on his hot ball-sac.

The three of them moved in perfect rhythm. Becky could sense that Ed was about to shoot his load at any second and she tried to hang onto him with all her might, still slurping his tender balls into her hot mouth. Cathy moaned louder and louder as Ed's giant cock reamed out her slavering cunt-hole, sending her to the brink of ecstasy.

Then Cathy's body tensed and quivered and spasmed out of control as the first waves of orgasm raced through her. Her arms flailed about, knocking ashtrays and knick-knacks off the coffee table. She screamed and wailed, her titflesh flushing crimson. Sweat gleamed and glistened all over her body. The black color of her bra and stockings served to make her creamy flesh look all the more delectable.

As Ed felt his load of hot cum about to shoot out into his wife's clenching cunt, he ran his hands up and down her sheer black nylons, enjoying the cool feel of the sexy stockings. Her sharp high-heeled shoes continued to dig into his neck and shoulders – and it was that special sensation of sweet pain that sent him over the edge!

He blasted heavily into his wife's clasping, greedy cunt. His white-hot jism overflowed her cunt and dripped down onto Becky's face. The young secretary lapped up the creamy cum as best she could, her face now drenched with fresh pussy sauce and hot cock-cream.

As Ed tried to fuck out the last of his load, his thick cock slipped out of Cathy's juicy cunt. He continued blasting off, shooting more streams of cum down onto Cathy's full quivering belly. As she writhed like a bitch in heat, more of Ed's cum jetted out of his fiercely red cockhead, splashing against her face and neck.

She wagged her tongue savagely, trying to catch a drop of his shooting jism. By the time Ed stopped spurting his white-hot cum, Cathy was covered with the stuff. His sticky jism oozed down between her immense tits, covering her skimpy black bra and dripping from her frilly garter belt. Her belly was waked with his cum, and it spread all around her trembling torso like melted cake frosting.

Becky reached up and stroked Ed's subsiding cock, licking it clean. He moaned one final delighted moan, and then slumped over the edge of the couch. The young secretary stood up and stared down at Cathy as she spasmed in the final throes of her come. Becky slid her hand across the big woman's mushy pussy and stroked her still erect clit, wringing the last sweet moments of bliss out of Cathy's racked and ravaged body.

Staring down at the mess of cum and pussy sauce that soaked Cathy's still-trembling body, Becky finger-fucked herself while she caressed her friend's throbbing clit. Becky felt a short sweet blast shoot through her pussy as she enjoyed a quick come before sinking down next to Cathy on the fuck-juice-soaked couch.

It wasn't long before the three of them were sound asleep, stuck together with dried-up and encrusted cum and pussy-sauces.