“It’s my dick and I will decide what to do with it…”
John looked down at the two women, the athletically built Tanya Archer had straddled the more curvaceous Mrs. Steele’s hips and was bent over her, struggling to pin her arms to the ground. Her firm ass wiggled in the air, clad only in the tiny blue bikini bottoms she had worn beneath her sarong.
Dropping to his knees behind her, John straddled the struggling Mrs. Steele’s thighs until his cock was in place against the sheer fabric covering Tanya’s pussy.
Tanya gasped in delight as she felt the head of John’s rigid shaft brush against it, and he smiled as a spot of moister appeared on the fabric. The delectable Mrs. Archer was a quick starter. John reached out a hand, grasped the crotch of the bikini and pulled hard causing the ties on the hipstrings to pull free in a single swift movement. Discarding the tiny slip of fabric John pressed the head of his cock against the lips of her pussy and pushed himself into her warm tightness relishing the sensation of fucking another sexy housewife today.
A victorious cry escaped Tanya’s lips as she took the full length of him into her slick cunt, John reveled in the feeling of her tightness about his throbbing tool then withdrew until only the head of it was still within her. The struggling beneath him had subsided and Mrs. Steele watched him, her face flushed with desire as he thrust his cock back into Tanya again.
Mrs. Archer cried out and her arms collapsed, dropping her onto Pamela so only her hips remained in the air where John took a hold of them and began pistoning himself relentlessly into her slick warmness. Her whole body tremored and her breaths came short and fast as she whined with pleasure. John gasped as her pussy squeezed at his throbbing cock, contracting in orgasm.
Pamela reached out, took hold of Tanya’s face, both their eyes burning with lust, and kissed her deeply stifling the other woman’s moans with her lips. John felt his eyes riveted on the sight of the two of them naked beneath him, their lips locked together in a passionate kiss. With every thrust into Tanya Archer, Pamela beneath her would tremble setting her glorious rack quivering; John yearned to squeeze them again to feel their heavy soft weight in his palms. Instead he redoubled his hold on Mrs. Archers hips and rammed his full length into her with all of his strength causing her to throw her head back with a shrill squeak of ecstasy.
The warm and slickness of her pussy and the sight of their two naked lithe bodies quivering beneath him was too much, John could feel his balls swelling again. Keeping one hand on her hips he reached out and grabbed her shoulder pulling her whole body back to meet the final thrust into her sweet snatch. Burying himself deeply into her, he came with the force of a tidal wave. Lightning seemed to shoot along the length of his cock as he exploded with another massive load. Tanya’s mouth moved but no words came out as her body went rigid with her final climax , then she slumped off of Pamela rolling onto her back on the grass beside them.
John looked down at her with satisfaction, her face was a picture of blissful contentment and a little drool had begun to work its way down her chin. A soft hand grasped his still rigid tool gently but insistently, John’s head snapped around to look at Mrs. Steele now kneeling at his feet running her hand up and down the length of his throbbing cock reverently. She looked up at him, her whole body flushed with pleasure, her eyes worshipful.
“Now me! Now me again!” She begged hotly.
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