whole length inside her mouth
and throat and she choked and jerked back. She coughed severely for
a while, tears streaming down her face.
He grabbed his
cock in his hand and held it firm like a baton stick. He held it
facing upwards and stroked its head, exposing his testicles. He fed
the two big balls into her and she stroked them vigorously with her
mouth. He then shoved his cock back into her mouth and urged her to
stroke it nice and slow. ‘Yeah, girl, do it nice and slow on my big
dick…nice ’n’ slow…just the head…I ain’t gon’ go deep in you this
time…just the head…like that…yeah, that’s it baby…’
Veronica, the
thin wife of the fabulously endowed Steve Hensley came forward and
grabbed her husband’s massive cock in her hand and stroked it
affectionately. She pulled his head down to her and kissed him on
the mouth with a fiercely heated passion.
She let go of
the gigantic cock and grabbed Irena by the hair, forcing her up to
her feet. Irena was tall, such that she stood head to head with
Veronica, even though Veronica was wearing high-heeled Vera Wang
shoes. Standing within such close proximity of the thin woman,
Irena was suddenly aware of Veronica’s powerful scent. She smelled
gloriously wonderful. It was the kind of fragrance to make one fall
in love and lose all senses.
Veronica was a
beautiful woman, and if she had been with more meat on her bones
she would be even more beautiful, but as it were, she had slightly
sunken cheeks and her cheekbones were slightly more pronounced
because of her slight weight. She had a long aquiline nose that
looked too perfect for her face to have come by natural processes.
She had a generally hard look about her, like someone who was
trying hard to live up to certain expectations or standards.
Despite the situation, Irena found herself actually sympathizing
with this little woman.
‘Have you got
children?’ Veronica asked in a voice barely above a whisper. It
sounded like the hiss of a dangerously lethal snake that had
somehow been outclassed by a clever mouse.
‘No,’ Irena
shook her head.
‘So your body
is not yet spoiled by childbirth,’ the snake hissed again. ‘Is that
why you come here and try to steal my husband from me?’
‘I’ll
leave—.’
‘You never
interrupt me when I’m speaking to you,’ said the boss in a harsher
voice.
Irena swallowed
hard and didn’t know what to do or where to look. She threw a
glance at the beautiful dark chocolate of a man and was rewarded
with a smile of amusement from him.
The snake
hissed again. ‘You come here with your firm tits and tight pussy
and think you can steal my husband from me.’
Irena couldn’t
make up her mind if it was a question or a statement, but she
responded to the accusation nevertheless. ‘I’ll leave; this has all
been a terrible mistake…’
To her
surprise, Veronica closed the gap between them and brushed her lips
against Irena’s, and slowly her tongue entered into Irena’s mouth
and explored her mouth. Irena responded by kissing the other woman
back. Veronica moved her mouth down to Irena’s neck and caressed
her with her lips. She whispered seductively in Irena’s ear. ‘Get
down on your knees and take off my pants.’
Obsequiously,
Irena complied. While a part of her felt used and humiliated,
another part of her was deriving thrills from this show of sexual
madness. She unbuttoned Veronica’s True Religion jeans and lowered
them down the other woman’s legs. She was wearing no panties.
Veronica kicked the pants off her legs and then lifted her right
leg and placed it upon Irena’s right shoulder.
‘You sucked his
cock, now eat my pussy,’ Veronica commanded, grabbing Irena’s hair
and pressing her head to her crotch.
* * * * *
I couldn’t find
reason to protest.
Like me, she
had her pussy clean-shaven. Unlike me, she smelled heavenly of
Chanel № 5. I began to lick her pussy lips with my tongue, and then
I prodded slowly with
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