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He was on the verge of an orgasm.
He stroked faster, swiping his thumb across the engorged head. He hissed in pleasure, and then he clenched his jaw as need clawed its way from his balls, up his dick, the swelling of his nut right below the crown.
He could hold out, if he wanted. Could hold back the thick, creamy heat before it jetted out of the slit of his dick.
And he would. Long enough for his wife to come to him, so he could sink his dick into the plushness of her mouth, and coat the back of her throat.
Wild with wicked desire, Brenda bit down on her lip, trying to stave it off. She wanted to reach out, stick her arm through the curtain of water and touch her husband. Feel the hard ridges of his chest and abdomen . . . along with that mouthwatering dick he held in his hand.
Brenda caught her husband’s darkened gaze and she grew wetter. The hunger on his face was unmistakable. A bone-deep yearning that matched her own.
“Come suck this dick,” he ordered in a voice so thick and rough that she barely recognized it.
And she went to him. Eagerly. Trekked through the roiling river. Stepped into the cascading water and squealed as it drenched her, causing her nipples to tighten.
The water was warm and surprisingly steamy, a cascade of sensuality.
God, this was so, so, arousing—sucking Roselle’s dick. Brenda never imagined how tantalizing the experience would be. And here she was. Squatting, fingers in her pussy, her mouth stretched wide as her husband’s hands slid into her hair.
“Yeah, baby,” he breathed. “Oh. Yeah.”
Brenda anchored her free hand on the outside of his thigh and let her head bobble back and forth, her mouth wetly gliding over the length of him. She licked him over and over, from the base of his shaft to his tip, her tongue brushing him in long, wet strokes, painting him with streaks of her own hungry need. Languorously. Lightly. Sweetly.
Roselle hissed out a sibilant curse as he threw his head back and shut his eyes. Brenda was sucking the shit out of his dick, loving it, milking it, the way he liked it. She drew her mouth back slowly, suckled on the head for several moments, then took him back in her mouth, this time all the way to her throat.
“Goddamn. Shit, baby. This shit . . .” Roselle groaned, and his hands tightened in her hair. “Feels so fucking . . . good.”
Brenda moaned, her tongue catching a hint of cum. She tongued him, laved him, peering up at him to only find his face an exquisite mask of ecstasy. She reached around and clenched a hand to his ass, her nails digging into his flesh.
Roselle began thrusting furiously. “Suck that dick, baby. That’s right. Get that nut, baby. Uh. I’m”—thrust—“cummmmmming”—thrust—“uh . . . uhhhhh . . .”
Thick cream hit the back of Brenda’s throat. And before she could finish swallowing all of him, Roselle had managed to spin her around without causing her to slip and topple over into the pooling water, his dick still rock-hard.
Bent forward with her ass cheeks splayed open, Roselle gripped around her waist as he grabbed his dick and pressed it into her, wetting himself with her juices, teasing her there. Yes, yes. Right there. At the center of her cunt, poking the head of his dick in and out of her slit. She wanted to slam her ass into his groin to claim the dick, her dick.
It belonged to her, no matter how many times he loaned it out to those other bitches. She wanted to feel it inside her, all of it. But Roselle used his hand to control how much of it he would give her, would let her have.
“You want this dick??
? he asked, taunting her, teasing her. He kissed the back of her neck. The kiss turned into a bite.
“Roselle,” she gasped. Goose bumps pebbled her skin. And Roselle bit her harder, only to soothe it with his tongue. Brenda cried out in pain even as her pussy tightened and became wetter.
He lunged forward and drove himself inside her, stretching her entrance, her slickened walls, pummeling himself deeper inside of her.
“Oh yes, yes, yes,” she breathed as pleasure radiated out from her core. She arched back. And then her mouth fell open, and her eyes drifted closed. “Mmmmmm, yes, yes, yesssss! Oh, God, yes. Fuck me, baby!”
Roselle slapped her wet, jiggling ass, and the sting sent shivers along her spine as his deep, steady strokes kept her suspended on the brink of another orgasm.
Brenda moaned, right before she screamed with unexpected release. And Roselle slapped her ass again. The wet-smacking sound echoed as her ass cheek turned a bright red. When his wife’s moaning reached a crescendo, he slammed his dick in and out of her pussy, increasing his tempo, fast, faster, faster. Pounding, pounding, pounding, Roselle held Brenda’s body in place by anchoring an arm tightly around her waist as his quick hard thrusts lifted her up on the balls of her feet.
“Uh, uh, uh . . . ooh, ooh, ooooh . . .”
Brenda’s breasts bounced and swayed as her husband fucked her, mercilessly. Her pleasure built quickly and within seconds, her cunt was clutching Roselle’s dick, and she was shuddering with another release.
“That’s right, baby,” Roselle whispered at the back of her earlobe. “Come for me. Wet up this dick . . .” And then he thrust harder. “Give me that nut, baby.”
Her cunt spasmed, and then her body shuddered, her breaths coming in trembling gasps as Roselle continued stroking inside of her.
