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cock back inside her rosy cunt. Another nod. she ground her clit against the heel of her
His hands looked so big on her tiny “Then say it.” hand.
waist, his thick fingers dancing over her “I want your cock in my mouth.” He “I’m going to come for you, Maggie. Is
pink asshole as he plied her crack. She pushed forward suddenly and then that what you want?”
pushed back toward him, eager for more withdrew. She pulled away from him to whimper,
cock. I couldn’t see her face, but I could “Again,” he demanded. “Yes, I do.”
hear her breath. I could see her body “I want you in my mouth. Put it in my Then he held her head and fucked her
language. She wanted him—badly. mouth.” face like a madman.
He slid his cock into her with He did it again, and then withdrew My cock strained against my zipper.
exaggerated care, while his thumb also again before pointing to me and saying: I held my breath watching him use her,
pushed into her ass. Then he fucked her “Tell your husband.” watching him have his way with what was
in both holes in tandem, withdrawing She looked at me shamelessly. “I want mine—knowing how much that excited
and then plunging back into her his cock in my mouth.” her.
simultaneously as she cried out softly. “I know, baby. I know,” I assured her. John moaned, suddenly pulling free.
His eyes never left the place where his John thrust into her mouth again, and His come shot through the air, landing on
body entered hers. I rested my hand on his hand cupped the back of her head as her chin and chest.
my cock and let the heaviness ease some he fucked her face harder. She muttered She’d made a good choice in John. I
of the ache. around his dick, her hand wandering to only hoped he was willing to come again,
Maggie kept forcing herself back the soft, wet place between her legs. so to speak.
against him. She was bucking frantically, Then she was stroking herself.
the way she does when she’s oh-so- “You like that, don’t you? Sucking —Jim McCartan
close to coming. He reached beneath dick?”
her, and I saw the muscles in his arm She nodded, her hand moving faster. If you’ve shared your wife, or have had
flex as he stroked her clit, all the while “It gets you off. Makes you need to one shared with you, why not share with
continuing to thrust his dick into her at a come?” us? Mail your story to: Penthouse Letters,
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Oh, God, I’m coming.”
His hand flew up, and he grabbed her
hair, holding it like a rein. He tugged as
he fucked her even harder. I had a clear
view of her lovely, quaking profile.
He kissed her neck, and then bit her
in the same spot. The way she shivered
and moaned made it appear she’d come
again, and the thought made me smile.
She sank to her knees after he
murmured something to her, and he
rubbed his cock all over her full lips. Her
tongue darted out, sampling her cunt
juice on his rod. He slipped the tip of
his erection into her mouth, then pulled
away. He was teasing her, watching her
lick her lips in anticipation.
John grabbed a handful of hair and
looked down at her. “You want this?”
She nodded.
“You want my cock in your pretty little
mouth?” he asked, his voice ragged.

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