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thrust, his body stiffening as he held himself deep up inside her warmly
quivering pussy, his gasp of completion coming from him in a long exhalation.
It was then, as the huge bear of a man watched his company's president
collapse on top of Hartman's lovely black-haired wife that he decided to do
something different ... something he'd always wanted to do. Waiting for a
moment or two, Hugo knelt down beside the satiated couple and prodded Stan
Townsend into moving aside with, "Damn it, I haven't had a crack at her yet,
Stan!"
Obligingly, the Eko-Klean president moved himself from on top of her and sat
in the chair. From there, he surveyed the sex activity still going on in the
room; he was completely satisfied with the afternoon's expanding sex party,
during which he had already cum twice.
Hugo straddled Phyllis Hartman's naked torso, and as she looked up through
sex-glazed eyes to see him swimmingly, she murmured, "Oh, it's you, Hugo,
darling! What do you want ... fuck or suck?"
"Neither!" he grinned down into her face.
"Well ... what then?"
"This!" he told her, as he spat into his palm and then applied saliva to the
thick shaft of his eagerly pulsing cock.
Sliding himself up farther, as he straddled her, Hugo reached out to cup the
pliant fullness of her breasts with his hamlike hands; then pushing them up
from the sides toward the center of her chest, he flexed his hips forward and
slid his hotly throbbing cock into the soft warm channel between them. "Now,
Phyllis, baby, you hold your tits up like that with your hands, and I'm going
to have some fun!"
"But, I won't get anything out of it..." she started to protest.
Hugo cut her short with, "Don't worry, Phyllis, you'll get taken care of!
This is something I've been wanting to try for a long time!"
"So has Art!"
"And you wouldn't let him?"
"No!"
"Well ... then I'll just break you in for him!"
His flexing hips drove his lust-thickened penis in between the soft, satiny
flesh of her breasts as she obediently held them tightly together for him.
Damn! This is just a kind of sophisticated masturbation! She knew from long
experience already that whatever Hugo wanted he got, and that he was always
able to bend his women to his will. I suppose I'll just have to put up with
it! She did ... but to her own surprise, as his massively hardened cock moved
in and out between her breasts and his heavily swaying testicles scraped
erotically across her naked belly, Phyllis felt the rekindling of her arousal
glow deep up in the pulsing, sperm-filled hole between her legs.
On the mattress, Virginia was moving now in concert with her husband savagely
fucking into her anus and Art ramming so deliciously into her wetly throbbing
cunt. Suddenly she felt as though she were a volcano ready to blow its top.
Soaring, she rose to meet her orgasm, as she convulsed with a scream of
rapture. "Ooooohhh! Goddddd! Fuck harder! III'mmm going to cummm!
Nowwwwwwwww! Ooohh fuck! AAAAaaaauuugggghhhhh!"
Never in her experience had she climaxed so intensely or so violently. Her
naked young body shivered with delight as thrills of orgasmic completion
shimmered like deep-throated organ notes through her. She felt as though she
were going to faint as her eyes dimmed and blood pounded in her ears like a
raging surf.
Beneath her, Leon brutally thrust his hips upward into the tightly gripping
channel of her rectum, and moaned as he felt his coming ejaculation. Suddenly
he was spewing thick hot semen explosively far up into her hotly quivering
bowels. His cum surged through him like molten lava. "Christ!" he gasped.
"I'm being drained dry!" On and on, his lust-thickened cockshaft pumped, even
though he lay quite still, not stroking at all, just lying there and feeling
her rectal muscles milking him of all strength and feeling Art's cock through
the thin membrane separating cunt and rectum as the other man's hotly
pistoning shaft fucked in and out.
Above, Arthur Hartman still pounded and pummeled his rapidly expanding penis
deep into her wetly clasping cuntal sheath. Then, groaning suddenly, he came
to his climax and collapsed on top of Virginia and her husband.
Then there was only the gasping rasp of heavy breathing from the human
sandwich of completely satisfied sexuality.
After a few moments, Art stirred and clambered from on top of Virginia
Brooks, his softening penis pulling from her with a lewdly wet popping noise
and spinning thin strings of silver semen across her nakedly young thighs.
Virginia was the next to move, wriggling herself off her husband beneath her,
his already softening cock coming out of her forever-stretched rectum with
the obscene sound of someone passing wind.
Everyone in the room was quiet now, and Virginia noticed that all eyes were
focused toward the corner of the bedroom. She looked over and saw the
satyr-like body of Hugo Foxx straddling Phyllis Hartman, was fucking her
between the breasts.
At that moment, Phyllis groaned, "Oh, God! Fuck me, Hugo! Fuck me in the
cunt, now! I'm so far gone I could cum in a minute!"
He did ... and she did ... in less than a minute!
Afterward, when they had all regained their composure and Stanley Townsend
offered and served drinks all around, they began to talk. It was all
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