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began issuing from between Sue's tremulous lips as she gripped her empty beer can tightly and started
hunching his hand involuntarily. She wished he would slip his hand inside her underpants and stick his
finger inside her again. If he wanted to put his big penis in her now, right here on the couch, she was
more than willing to let him do that, too. The right and wrong of what they were doing no longer
mattered to Sue, for she was melting from the heat of her unbidden lust.
"Come on, you can do it. Strike him out," Hub said to the pitcher on the TV screen as he continued to
absently play with Sue's feverish pussy and itchy rectum through the sheer material of her nylon briefs.
"Watch that bastard on third. Don't let him steal home!" The batter connected with the ball, belting out a
grounder which the shortstop scooped up and hurled to home plate just in the nick of time. The catcher
tagged the runner from third out as he was sliding for home, and this ended the first half of the sixth
inning. Hub sighed with relief. He patted Sue's pussy and then lifted his hand from between her legs.
Nonchalantly he unzipped his fly and wrestled out his semi-erect penis.
"Your turn," he said. "Get rid of that beer can and take hold of this."
Not being used to drinking, the two beers had made Sue slightly tipsy. She was plenty hot and
bothered, too, from having her cunt handled, so she gave him no argument. Sue leaned forward, set the
beer can on the coffee table, then settled back into his embracing arm and accepted another of his
passionate wet French kisses as she reached into his lap and took hold of his indecently displayed,
half-hard pecker. Soon as the second half of the inning started, Hub backed his tongue from Sue's
suctioning mouth, broke the kiss and, ignoring her, gave his attention once more to the televised baseball
game. What an uncouth slob he really is, Sue thought to herself, only his casual, don't-give-a-damn
treatment of her turned her on not off. He was worse than rude. Nothing could be more insulting to a
woman than to have a man pay more attention to a silly baseball game than he was paying to her, yet
Sue didn't complain.
She sat there docilely beside him, fondling his manly organ. What a wicked charge it gave her to be
playing with her stepfather-in-law's big fat dick while her ill husband slept unsuspectingly on in the room
right next to them!
This was dreadfully wrong and Sue knew it full well. She just didn't seem to have any control over
herself this afternoon. It was as if she were two women. The decent Sue Fletcher who wanted to remain
a good and faithful wife stood by looking on in horror as the other part of her, the immoral hussy that
was emerging from the dark and secret depths of her psyche, willfully caressed the prick of a man who
was not her lawfully wedded spouse.
A man she didn't even like. But she liked his hunk of stiffening meat! What woman wouldn't like it? Sue
wondered hazily as she ran her hand back and forth along the lifting, swelling, lengthening pole of
man-flesh. God, it's so big! Why couldn't Doug have a cock like this instead of that dinky little
average-sized peter of his? Wanting to examine Hub's phallus up close, Sue leaned over and rested the
side of her head against his chest in order to get a better look. He patted her naked thigh and pushed
her head a bit lower, as if she might've been partially blocking his view of the TV. The manipulations of
her small, soft feminine hand brought his member the rest of the way up in a matter of seconds. He had a
throbbing erection now. It protruded boldly from his unzipped fly, all nine glorious inches of it, the shaft
curving at an upward angle so the hooded head of it pointed right at her face.
Sue had never seen such a blatantly obscene yet masculinely beautiful sight in all her life. The eye of the
glans peeked out past the lip of foreskin and seemed to wink lewdly up at her through a teardrop of
clear precoital fluid. The undersurface of the shaft had a large puffy vein running all the way down it and
into the coarse wild hairs that grew for nearly two inches up the flared base. This was the largest visible
vein but there were others, many of them, bluish and bulging, which crisscrossed like lines on a road
map. The entire shaft was festooned with these smaller bluish veins.
Try as she did, Sue couldn't encircle the girthful rod completely. Her slender fingers strained to
encompass the turgid column at its midpoint, but it was too big around, twice as thick as her husband's.
There was nearly a quarter of an inch of space left between the tips of her thumb and forefinger when
she gave up the impossible task in pleasured defeat.
Ruttishly she pulled down on him, peeling back the thick, rubbery outer skin and tugging the hood down
with it. His naked dickhead popped into view, looking all swollen and reddish purple. The mushrooming [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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began issuing from between Sue's tremulous lips as she gripped her empty beer can tightly and started
hunching his hand involuntarily. She wished he would slip his hand inside her underpants and stick his
finger inside her again. If he wanted to put his big penis in her now, right here on the couch, she was
more than willing to let him do that, too. The right and wrong of what they were doing no longer
mattered to Sue, for she was melting from the heat of her unbidden lust.
"Come on, you can do it. Strike him out," Hub said to the pitcher on the TV screen as he continued to
absently play with Sue's feverish pussy and itchy rectum through the sheer material of her nylon briefs.
"Watch that bastard on third. Don't let him steal home!" The batter connected with the ball, belting out a
grounder which the shortstop scooped up and hurled to home plate just in the nick of time. The catcher
tagged the runner from third out as he was sliding for home, and this ended the first half of the sixth
inning. Hub sighed with relief. He patted Sue's pussy and then lifted his hand from between her legs.
Nonchalantly he unzipped his fly and wrestled out his semi-erect penis.
"Your turn," he said. "Get rid of that beer can and take hold of this."
Not being used to drinking, the two beers had made Sue slightly tipsy. She was plenty hot and
bothered, too, from having her cunt handled, so she gave him no argument. Sue leaned forward, set the
beer can on the coffee table, then settled back into his embracing arm and accepted another of his
passionate wet French kisses as she reached into his lap and took hold of his indecently displayed,
half-hard pecker. Soon as the second half of the inning started, Hub backed his tongue from Sue's
suctioning mouth, broke the kiss and, ignoring her, gave his attention once more to the televised baseball
game. What an uncouth slob he really is, Sue thought to herself, only his casual, don't-give-a-damn
treatment of her turned her on not off. He was worse than rude. Nothing could be more insulting to a
woman than to have a man pay more attention to a silly baseball game than he was paying to her, yet
Sue didn't complain.
She sat there docilely beside him, fondling his manly organ. What a wicked charge it gave her to be
playing with her stepfather-in-law's big fat dick while her ill husband slept unsuspectingly on in the room
right next to them!
This was dreadfully wrong and Sue knew it full well. She just didn't seem to have any control over
herself this afternoon. It was as if she were two women. The decent Sue Fletcher who wanted to remain
a good and faithful wife stood by looking on in horror as the other part of her, the immoral hussy that
was emerging from the dark and secret depths of her psyche, willfully caressed the prick of a man who
was not her lawfully wedded spouse.
A man she didn't even like. But she liked his hunk of stiffening meat! What woman wouldn't like it? Sue
wondered hazily as she ran her hand back and forth along the lifting, swelling, lengthening pole of
man-flesh. God, it's so big! Why couldn't Doug have a cock like this instead of that dinky little
average-sized peter of his? Wanting to examine Hub's phallus up close, Sue leaned over and rested the
side of her head against his chest in order to get a better look. He patted her naked thigh and pushed
her head a bit lower, as if she might've been partially blocking his view of the TV. The manipulations of
her small, soft feminine hand brought his member the rest of the way up in a matter of seconds. He had a
throbbing erection now. It protruded boldly from his unzipped fly, all nine glorious inches of it, the shaft
curving at an upward angle so the hooded head of it pointed right at her face.
Sue had never seen such a blatantly obscene yet masculinely beautiful sight in all her life. The eye of the
glans peeked out past the lip of foreskin and seemed to wink lewdly up at her through a teardrop of
clear precoital fluid. The undersurface of the shaft had a large puffy vein running all the way down it and
into the coarse wild hairs that grew for nearly two inches up the flared base. This was the largest visible
vein but there were others, many of them, bluish and bulging, which crisscrossed like lines on a road
map. The entire shaft was festooned with these smaller bluish veins.
Try as she did, Sue couldn't encircle the girthful rod completely. Her slender fingers strained to
encompass the turgid column at its midpoint, but it was too big around, twice as thick as her husband's.
There was nearly a quarter of an inch of space left between the tips of her thumb and forefinger when
she gave up the impossible task in pleasured defeat.
Ruttishly she pulled down on him, peeling back the thick, rubbery outer skin and tugging the hood down
with it. His naked dickhead popped into view, looking all swollen and reddish purple. The mushrooming [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]