Steve Smith knew that he wasn't feeling any pain, but hell, he was a long ways from being drunk. All the same, the Goddamned revelation Don Keller had unloaded on him had whipped his appetite away, and he could only pick at his steak and french fries while his host ate heartily. Steve'd ordered another martini with his lunch and now he sipped at that as Don said: "Hey aren't you going to eat, guy? Great steak… just the thing to put gusto in the loins!"
"Christ, I thought I was hungry. I guess the martinis killed it," he said, unable to keep his mind off the thought of Barbara Keller being a swinger… fucking other men! Don's hopping from bed to bed didn't come as any shock to him, but Barbara…! Shit, no wonder she'd opened her legs and shown him her cunt under her skirt the other night at their dinner party! Now, it was all making sense… or was it…?
"That's unusual," the good-looking face across the table said to him. "Martinis generally spark the appetite… they do for me, anyway. You sure you feel okay, Steve…?"
"Yeah, sure, I'm fine," the younger husband managed with a numbing grin. "Hell, if you want to know the truth, it was that load of dynamite about the party you tossed me a few minutes ago that staggered me. I still can't believe it!"
Don softly chuckled, laying down his knife and fork as he watched his martinied luncheon guest, confident that everything was going just as he'd planned. He thought of young Karen Smith's luscious, rounded ass and what it was going to be like worming his big cock into the hot, wet pussy hole up between her beautiful legs for the first time. Then, he said: "Nothing fantastic about it, Steve. These days, the swap is the 'in' thing. I know with Barb, she'd go bananas if she thought she had to put up with a steady diet of me in the sack."
"Christ…!" Steve blurted for the dozenth time. "Y-You really mean it, too! I can see it in your face…!"
"Hell yes, man! Of course I mean it! Come to the pool party Friday night and see for yourself. And don't worry, no one's going to try and talk you into anything. But if you want to join the circle, you'll be welcomed…"
"Y-You mean… Barb would go to bed with me… if I asked her… and you wouldn't get sore?" Steve finally asked the question foremost in his mind for the past thirty minutes.
"Hell yes, she'd love to let you fuck her, man! Talks about it all the time… and don't worry about me getting uptight. Like I told you, that's kid stuff…"
"S-She talks about going to bed with me… all the time?" Steve Smith questioned in a thickening, incredulous voice.
"Like you were the great white hope… but look, don't just take my word for it. Tell you what, let's go out to the house and you can hear it from her own sexy lips! What do you say…?"
Steve groaned out a baker's dozen of blurted 'Christs'! It was crazy… absolutely unbelievable… but he had to know for sure! Imagine, their gorgeous next door neighbor, Barb Keller wanting him to fuck her… and damn, how he wanted to! But Karen… shit, she'd never go along with it… just wasn't made that way! Too much of a frigging prude if he wanted to get right down to the bare fact…!
"Well, man…?" Don pressed.
Steve pushed back from the table. "Lead on, neighbor!" he drunkenly answered. "I'm right behind you…!"
Barbara's lustfully fanned desire had reached a familiar boil in her naked little belly and insatiable loins. She felt her skilled vaginal muscles hotly clutching and releasing of their own volition in the craving depths of her wetly seeping cuntal sheath, sensing the warm dampness saturating the throbbing area between her legs. Still, she wasn't ready to give up the obscene delight which her younger neighbor's delicious, moist cunt was bringing her, and as she thrust her tongue deeply up into Karen's now hungrily grasping pussy hole, she slowly arose to her knees, spreading them to climb upside down over the blonde young neighbor girl's exquisitely curved nakedness.
Barbara heard the other's whimper beneath her as she positioned herself so that her exposed cunt and widespread buttocks were directly over Karen's face in the lewdly familiar '69' stance. Temporarily, the dark-haired woman was contented to wait and see, which she did as she unceasingly continued to tongue fuck the blonde beauty's feverishly flooded cuntal flesh…!
To Karen, the sensual display of Barbara's dark, curl-lined cunt lips moistly offered to her a tongue's length away was a wildly exciting sight. She knew what was expected of her and what she wanted to do, but she was still drawing shuddering breaths, no longer certain whether she had cum or was cumming; she had climaxed so many times. Earth trembling sensations spiraled constantly through her pleasure racked body until they became a continuous flow without interruption, sapping the very strength from her erotically tremoring curves! Her heart pounded in her chest, her mind seeming to float on a cloud of fluffy white bliss, nothing else in the world mattering…!
The huge German shepherd, Satyr, had watched the naked white bodies squirmingly melt together on the bed with mounting interest. His trained animal instincts made him keenly aware of what they were doing and the bodily sensations that came of it, but his fury and mistrust of his new mistress had held him from joining them. Now, as he saw the pretty Barbara crawl up on hands and knees over the golden-haired Karen, her face buried between his mistress' widely yawning legs, his eyes leveled on the dark haired girl's smoothly rounded upraised buttocks. It was almost as if their nakedly spread beauty were calling out his name. The scent of the hot liquid heat growing between the thighs of both the naked young housewives suddenly filled his nostrils to stir new life in his always eager loins as he arose to his feet and moved pantingly toward the bed…
Both girls felt the weight of his presence interrupting their lurid entrancement, but only Karen saw his handsome, loving animal face above her own! His long nose moved in close to sniff at Barbara's moistly exposed sexual genitals, its black, wet tip actually touching her dark haired neighbor's tiny puckered anal lips!
"Ooooooh God… is that who I think it is?" Barbara gasped, her mouth breaking contact with Karen's wetly raging pussy for the first time since she'd begun to tongue her, the brief let up allowing the younger wife to draw a slow, long needed breath.
"I-It's Satyr… his nose!" Karen partially gasped, her heart filling immediately at the sight of him. "Was it cold…?"
"Like an ice cube!" Barbara exclaimed with a small passionate shudder that Karen felt and understood. "H-He's sniffing my asshole… isn't he…?"
"Y-Yes!" Karen replied, feeling her excitement lewdly mounting at the absolutely spectacular view she was going to have from beneath, of the dog's cock fucking up into her girlfriend's wetly waiting vaginal slit. "I think… he intends to… to fuck you, darling. T-That's the way he begins… by smelling and licking between yours legs, then…!"
Karen never got it out of her mouth before Barbara felt his long, thick tongue once again snaking wetly up into her seethingly fired loins! She trembled beneath its washing heat laving between the widespread cheeks of her nakedly upraised buttocks, then engulfing and splaying open the fluid flesh of her erotically fired pussy! It teased with hotly curling flicks down over the palpitating bud of her tiny clitoris, wildly increasing the intensity of her lustful desire!
"Ohhhhh God… reach up and guide his cock into me, Karen!" Barbara lewdly cried back. "I've got to have it… got tooooo…!"
Karen tilted her head backward to see if it was yet in sight. It wasn't, and lovingly she reached back and up to gently grasp its fleshy sheath with her fingertips, feeling the thickening hardness growing excitedly inside it! While she began to coo, the soft sounds she thought pleased him, she tenderly massaged his heavy animal cock, eagerly watching for the first peeking out of its sleek scarlet beauty!
"Oh lover, don't be angry with Karen," she whispered up at him. "She loves you… and she'll never try to tie you up again! Please, baby… come down and give me a kiss…!"
But he didn't. Instead, his cone-shaped rod of hardness suddenly emerged from its sleeve of soft, hairy belly flesh like a red hot branding iron, glistening wet and dangling inches away from his excited mistress' longing lips. And then, he was mounting the slavishly kneeling Barbara from behind, working in close on his hind legs above Karen's face, his huge cock dancingly sparkling like a freshly painted beveled-tipped flagpole which grew even more massive as it neared its thick, scarlet base…
"Do it, Karen! Please… help him get it into me!" Barbara feverishly begged, her widespread, up-thrusted buttocks obscenely undulating backwards in search of the hardened spear of animal flesh to fill her sizzling, wet vaginal passage! She tried to look back, then down between her legs to watch, but all she could see were the swollen mounds of Karen's rounded, white tits! Then, she found the mirror above Don's dresser reflecting it all and saw Karen's little hand guiding the heavy rod of animal hardness pointedly toward the pink wetness of her inflamed little cuntal passage!
She felt Satyr's strong forelegs grip tightly around her naked hips and waist, then sensed the first searing contact of his moistened tipped cock with her hungrily clasping pussy mouth!
"Now, Barb… now! He's going to fuck you!" Karen lasciviously exclaimed. "Hold tight, darling! He's going to bring you more delight then you ever imagined! Hump forward and fuck her, Satyr! Fuck her good… like you did me…!"
Those absolutely obscene words bounced off the stunned pair of husband's eardrums as they stood in the bedroom doorway gaping through widely disbelieving eyes at the lewd three-way orgy unfolding on the massive bed. Steve felt that his knees were going to buckle, but Don's strong hand clutching beneath one arm was support enough! His head swam in a gin haze, nothing else than utter shock overwhelming him at the precise moment! C-Christ! Could… was that his young naive wife, Karen, lying there as naked as a whore… and… and tonguing a dog's balls while it fucked into… into Barbara…? It was… Satyr… as sure as hell, fucking Barbara from behind like a Goddamned female bitch in heat… and Karen was licking his balls… even his cock, as it slithered wetly out on the outstroke!
"Sweet pussy!" Don Keller hissingly exclaimed beside him, but with no anger in his voice. "I've seen a lot of things… wild and obscene… even been a part of them, but this… this is the first of its kind, Steve! Those girls are right out of their gourds… about as happy as you can get!"
Steve Smith craned his neck to gape in numbed wonder at his friend's half smiling face. Jumping Christ! Maybe, he was wrong and they were all right! Because, Don wasn't anywhere near ready to flip his lid at the shocking sight taking place right there on the bed in front of them! He wasn't… even though Satyr was fucking his wife like she was a Goddamned bitch animal… while his own sweet young wife, Karen, licked the bastard's cock and balls… it was more than she'd ever tried to do for him…!
"Come on, Steve, get a grip on yourself!" Don whispered, clutching at his arm. "I know how it's hitting you… and this is where we separate the men from the boys…!"
"But Christ… a Goddamned dog, Don…?"
"Better than some sonofabitch of a friend you've always hated fucking your wife, buddy," his neighbor snapped back at him. "Besides, by the looks of how that Goddamned brute is doing the job we can both take a few lessons from him! Look at the way he's fucking into my wife's cunt! Like a frigging trip hammer! Sweet pussy…!"
Satyr saw the intruders first, an immediate sense of wariness causing him to tense and suddenly come to a complete halt in his mating. Though he recognized both men as friends, instinctively the big animal knew a guilt feeling, and before either of the lust-incited girls realized what was happening the German shepherd had pulled his length of thick hardness from Barbara's luridly undulating loins and leaped over Karen to the floor…
"Satyr! What's the matter…?" the younger, naked wife called after him as he slunk toward the corner… and then, she too, saw them…!
"Oh God! Where did he go with that beautiful cock?" Barbara lewdly gasped out, suddenly feeling the squirming lovely body beneath her struggling as if to push her away. "What's wrong, Karen…?"
"Oh! Oh, my God… look!" the younger girl moaningly exclaimed as she worked herself from beneath Barbara's obscenely positioned nakedness, hunching and crossing her arms as if to shamefully hide her own nudity.
"Damn… couldn't you two have timed it just a little bit better?" Barbara directed with an irate tremor in her tone at the pair of husbands filling the opened doorway. "You just knocked a fired-up girl out of getting what was going to be one hell of a fucking!"
Neither Karen or Steve, who still was being supported by Don Keller's strong hand under his arm, could believe the unabashed casualness of Barbara's words as she worked herself around into a sitting position to face them, making no effort to conceal her voluptuously exposed body. Then, Don laughed, and Karen, shivering from shock, wondered if she wasn't going to faint!
"You'll just have to accept our apologies, hon," the tall and broad realtor said, continuing to smile as he took his hand from Steve and walked into the room. "Though I didn't expect you to be knitting, I hardly considered this to be the way you spent your afternoons…"
"Look, you've scared him," the carelessly sitting brunette said as she folded her shapely legs Indian fashion, still facing the doorway where Steve stood gaping in disbelief. "Come here, Satyr darling… don't be afraid. No one's going to hurt you…"
Through his martini glaze, Steve ogled the cock-throbbing sight of her sitting there unblushingly on the bed with nothing displayed except her thrusting white tits, their little hardened nipples like a pair of cherries, and the saucy dark, hair-fringed area of her loins, the pink slash of wet vertical cunt flesh separating her fleshy pussy-lips staring right back at him! That was all… nothing more than that… and he was going to blow his fucking mind!
Somehow, he tore his straining eyes from her to center them on his own wife, Karen, who was ridiculously managing to wind her arms and legs around herself to conceal her precious intimacies, that in itself enraging him! The bitch! She had! She'd been licking the frigging dog's balls and cock from below while it fucked into Barbara! Christ almighty… he'd never even known her! The Goddamned mutt had fucked her, too! He'd heard her say it when they first came in! Oh shit, this was it, all right, the windup of everything for them… but not before he was finished with her!
He started forward with a stagger, caught himself, and proceeded to come up beside his friend who was standing beside the bed and smiling as he looked down at them. Steve saw his wife's long blonde hair draped over her white, satiny body as she hung her head, and the urge to brutally wind his hand in it, then drag her from the bed was almost overwhelming…!
"Keep your cool, Steve!" Don said, holding out a restraining arm before him, almost as if he could read his thoughts. "Remember what I said about separating the men from the boys. No kid stuff, eh?"
Steve tightly swallowed and looked into the calmed eyes of his new friend. Okay, maybe it was nuts… or maybe it was the martinis… or maybe he was just wildly dreaming… but he nodded his numbed head in agreement, then saw that Karen was quietly sobbing. Goddamn, he wished he could feel for her… understand, but he couldn't… and then, he realized that Don had gone to a closet and was tossing a negligee down in front of Karen.
"Put it on, honey, and come on with me. Don's going to fix you a good stiff drink. I think you need it," his neighbor said in almost commanding tones. "Come on, put it on… and don't worry… everything's going to be all right."
Karen slowly raised her tear-dampened face to look up at him, his reassuring smile a desperately needed gesture. With a minimum of exposure, she picked up and flung the wrap around her shoulders, then carefully eased from the bed, avoiding the blazing eyes of Steve throughout the effort. She hardly knew what was going to happen, what was to come of it all, but at that moment she saw in Don Keller a much needed, understanding friend…!
"Look, it's fine for you two to burst in here with your damned apologies," Barbara said, "and for you to nobly look after Karen, my sweet husband… but what about me? To be trite… Barb's hotter than a pistol!"
The onyx-eyed girl glared at her husband with a put-on expression, knowing exactly what was happening, but trying to play her role without over doing it.
"I leave you Steve, darling… the man whose name you've been whimpering out in your sleep for the past two weeks," Don said with a smile at his wife, suddenly catching Karen by the arm and whisking her out of the room…!
The slender, hazel-eyed insurance salesman could only gape after their disappearing forms, his wife's curvaceous body provocatively visible through the diaphanous, near floor length covering as Don Keller guided her from the room. Then, he jerkingly turned to look down at the beautiful naked creature on the bed who had lain herself back in a sprawled position, looking up at him with sparkling dark eyes between widespread, sensuously bent outward legs. Her stunning face smiled, and there was the knowledge of the ages in her scintillating eyes!
"Let's not play at nonsense, darling!" she half-whispered in her throaty voice. "I need you badly… and now, right now! Strip, baby… and bring your hard cock up here for me to kiss first! Then, we're going to fuck… just you and me, lover… fuck and fuck and fuck! Hurry… get naked for Barbie…!"
For a moment he stood there staring down at her, hardly believing his eyes or ears, and then he choked out a raspy sound. "Christ!" the lust-fired young husband swore as he began to pull at his clothing.
"Hurry! Hurry! I need your cock, lover!" Barbara lewdly taunted, raising her buttocks and loins to obscenely undulate them before him, surges of searing passion razing her at the thought of finally getting this gentle, younger man into bed with her! "No… no! Bring it up here to me, first, darling! I've got to kiss it…!"
Christ, it was going to break once she touched it, Steve frantically thought! It'd shatter, sure as hell… but it didn't! He kneed onto the bed, his long, thick cock poling and wagging in its foreskinned hardness… kneed his way until he reached where she'd raised to her elbows!
"Oh, Steve… doll… it's a beauty!" Barbara hissed, grasping its solid thickness at its base and licking with her tiny tongue tip at the slowly escaping drops of seminal fluid at its purple-headed slit. "Mmmmmmm… mmmmm…!"
Then it was in her mouth! She was sucking it, Steve realized as he gaped down to see her tongue-moistened lips suddenly slip over its blood-engorged head and tightly clamp behind it, her tiny tongue swirling inside in a motion that was enough to make him cum like a river…! Christ, he'd never had anything like this…!
"Now, baby… crawl between my legs and fuck me with it!" she lewdly prodded. "Fuck me like the beautiful daddy I know you are… like I've dreamed about, Steve lover! Oooohhh… Barbara needs your handsome cock in her hot cunt…!"
Oh, motherfuck… he was going to lose his mind completely, Steve Smith's hazed brain swirled as he crawled between the breathtaking legs of the beautifully naked wife of his neighbor and buddy whose words and hotly sucking mouth sent burning waves of lust charging through him! He felt her hand reach down to grasp his cock and draw its heavily pulsating head through the warm wet heat between her excitedly flushed cunt lips… finally seating it at the mouth of her already greedily nibbling vagina…!
"Now, lover, shove it all the way up into mama's hot little pussy!" Barbara gasped up into his face, her arms wrapped around his back to crush his chest tightly against the soft yielding mounds of her nipple-hardened breasts. Her long trim legs curled up and over his hips, heels digging into his lean buttocks as she hungrily thrust her smoldering loins up at him with wanton lewdness. "Give it to me good now! Fuck me, Steve darling! Ooohhh… yessss…!"
Steve lunged into her, his brain spinning as her fluid heat clasped his lengthy cock like a warmly resisting, velvet stocking! He choked out a slackened-mouthed grunt and began to pump vigorously up into her greedily swallowing pussy channel, long, urgent strokes that filled her receptive cunt to greater and greater depths!
Christ, he couldn't believe it! He was actually fucking his beautiful neighbor, Barb Keller… right in her own house… on the biggest Goddamned bed he'd ever seen in his life… and her husband was there… somewhere… with his own wife, Karen… the dog-cock licking little bitch! Shit… oh shit! Beneath him, Barbara's luscious, curved body quivered and trembled, her pebble-hard nipples digging into his chest with a pointed, erect pressure! Her soft, hot belly ground against his and her smooth thighs clamped and unclamped, holding and releasing him as the eagerly clasping inner-muscles of her cunt-passage sucked and pulled like a warm wet vacuum at his excitedly racing cock, the swirling pressure rapidly mounting in his balls and groin below!
"Oh… oh, Christ!" he groaned to the furious milking of her vagina squeezing and sucking at the full length of his thickly throbbing rod of hardness. "Barb! It's… it's…!"
"Ahhhh, you're wonderful, lover!" Barbara's tremorous words cut him short. "Mmmmmm… fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she gasped over and over as she strained and writhed beneath him. "Give it to me… balls and all, love…!"
Her lust-glazed face rolled from side to side. Marks appeared on her lips where she'd bit them, and every so often her panting mouth came against his, her small white teeth nipping into him! She sucked his tongue, then flicked her own tiny one into his mouth, gasping hot breaths into his throat!
"Goddamn… oohhh!" Steve swore and grunted, actually drooling but unaware of it. "I got to, Barb! Fuck… my cock… it's going to cuummm…" he warned, unceasingly pounding his heavily swollen hardness deep up into her heaving little belly with long, hammering strokes!
"Oh no! Damn, not yet, lover! We've just begun…!" Barbara whined in quickly growing frustration. "You… you can't mean it…?" But he did, she frantically realized, her sympathy suddenly going out to Karen! "A-All right, Daddy, but… but if you think this is where you get off, you caught the wrong train…!"
Steve hardly heard a word she'd groaned out at him. He could feel the hot, white sperm amassed in the reservoir of his throbbing balls churning as they beat a tattoo against her naked, upturned ass! He thrust his salivated tongue almost to her throat and with harshly kneading hands, clutched the fleshy cheeks of her widespread buttocks hard up against his battering pelvis, slamming his now wildly spewing cock deep into her unresisting cunt!
"Unnhhh… Goddd… fill me, my little fuzzy bunny with your big cock! Pump your hot cum into me!" Barbara uncontrollably urged him at the first feel of his scalding jets of semen. After all, this was only the beginning, she wildly reasoned to the passionate delights taking place inside her seething belly and loins as the turgid, pulsating head of his deeply sunk cock suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened to mangle her inner organs! It continued to squirt! She could feel his scalding, white jism shooting into her with the force of molten fire, sloshing around in her quivering belly like a pool of boiling hot lava!
Damn, how she wished she could cum with him, but she couldn't… not yet… he'd been too quick for her… poor Karen… no wonder, Barbara thought behind tightly closed eyes as he continued to shoot into her… And then, trembling, he relaxed on top of her while she held him. Finally, he rolled partially off but she wouldn't let free of him, even after his deflating cock slid out of her still clasping pussy. Instead, she cradled him there between her widespread thighs, drawing his head down to rest against her full, swollen breasts. Like Satyr, he needed considerable training, and he was going to get it before this session was finished…!
Satyr, still slinking in his vantage corner, had watched their mating with an uneasy feeling gnawing inside him. The brief moment of guilt he had known had quickly left him with the rapid progress of events. The man called Don had taken his mistress somewhere, and the pretty Barbara had decided to mate with Steve rather than him. Now, he felt neglected, unwanted, perhaps unneeded, and this angered him. Somehow, he felt, it was all Karen's fault… just as she had tried to tie him with the terrible rope. He sensed a deep growl of anger building in the depths of his throat and arose to his feet. Where was she, his new mistress? Why had she done these things to him…?
"Here, drink this, honey. It'll put the zip back into those sexy curves," Don said with a grin, handing Karen a milkish looking concoction he'd blended at their small bar.
She sat on a sofa, Barbara's pale-green negligee wrapped tightly around her naked, still tremoring body, well aware that its see-throughness could be more inciting then nakedness itself, but at least she wasn't completely exposed before him. "Wh-What is it?" she questioned, taking the drink and looking up at him.
"Absinthe… good for what ails you, baby," he replied, one in his own hand as he sat down close beside her. "Drink it."
Karen did, sipping first to sample it and immediately liking its smooth licorice taste. God, she needed something, all right, she thought, drinking heavily from the glass. Then: "Oh Don… what can I say? And what's going to happen from it all…?"
"Come on now, don't go weepy on me again," her handsome, athletic neighbor said, reassuringly slipping his arm around her slender waist and snuggling her against him. "What the hell's to say? You girls haven't murdered anyone. So you were sharing a little hot sex. You're not the first two dolls to do that… and like I told Steve, better that you were using a friendly dog than getting yourself fucked silly by some sonofabitch whom he always thought was a friend. Don't worry, nothing bad's going to come out of it… I can promise you that."
"Oh Don… you make me feel so much better," Karen sighed, hardly conscious of his big hand gently caressing the soft flesh of her waist through the sheer material, nor of its slow upward ascent toward her breast. "It… it never would've happened had Steve been what… what he should have."
"How do you mean that, Karen… in bed… fucking?" Don softly questioned, using the lewd word to assist the mild aphrodisiac she was drinking in easing her back into the right frame of mind. "What does he do, cum in you too quick?"
The distraught young wife couldn't deny the sensuous tingle his use of the graphic four-letter word sent rippling through her. She didn't look at him, only nodded her head, then lifted the glass and drained it. She heard his little laugh at the same moment that she felt his big hand warmly smooth over and cup her nearly naked, still swollen breast. A shudder of confused sensations brushed the exposed nerve-ends of Karen's flesh at the contact, the urge to stand and slip out of his embrace only prevented by his words.
"I'll wager that he'll be shortly cured of that flustrating habit, baby… or I don't know my wife Barbara."
"Wh-What do you mean, Don… that they're doing something…?" Karen managed, even knowing as she said it that they undoubtedly were, and that she'd simply been refusing to think about it!
"Well, I'd surmise that at the very least, they're fucking," he luridly suggested. "Probably with a little sucking thrown in. And I guarantee you when Barb finishes with him, he'll be an astute performer, angel. She won't take no for an answer, and she's the greatest fuck teacher in the world… next to her loving husband…"
With that, he sat up, half-facing her and attempted to draw her to him, his other big hand slipping inside the loose negligee to hotly spread over her naked, resilient breast.
"Please, Don… don't…!" Karen squirmed, straining her small hands against his strong chest. "Let's not make matters worse…!"
He didn't relinquish his hold, only stared at her in irritated surprise. "What the hell!" he hissed. "You've got to be kidding, baby! Here, your husband's in my bedroom fucking my wife… and after I find you licking a dog's balls you're suddenly going to turn pious on me!" He jerked her crushingly against him and kissed her not unreceptive lips, thrusting his tongue into her mouth to find her own. She moaned against him, letting, her tiny tongue begin to wetly embrace his while he clutched and kneaded the yielding mound of hardened, nipple-tipped flesh in his hand. She was gasping when he raised his head and rasped: "Karen baby, I've had my heart set on fucking that sweet little pussy-hole up between your lovely thighs ever since I laid eyes on your beautiful ass two weeks ago… and just about nothing short of the end of the world is going to stop me! You hear me, doll? Do you?"
"Y-Yes… yess!" Karen gasped, her hands uncontrollably slipping around his neck to clutch at the back of his head, her re-aroused excitement leading her lips to seek his in an open, wet tonguing kiss. "God yesss, I want you to, darling! If they can, why can't we?"
"To hell with them, baby! I would've done it anyway… even if I had to rape you!"
"Ooohhhh… lover… where… how will we do it…?" Karen whispered between kisses she was suddenly planting all over his face.
"On the same fucking bed with them! Where else?" Don Keller luridly answered, taking her by the hand. "That's what it was built for…!"