"George… please… darling… your prick. Put it up inside me so I can keep it warm for a little while. I want it, George. Please. Please?"

George kept kissing, licking. "It needs your wetness, m'darlin'."

"Oh, George.!"

Madam Andre turned. Facing George, she lowered her head. She kissed his mouth. She sucked on his tongue. She licked his face, his nose especially. She sucked on his nose.

"M'darlin'?"

"Yes, George?"

"Wet my prick."

"Oh, George."

"Suck it… suck on it… wet it with your slime."

The woman grinned. She rubbed her fingers all over her hairy bush. She inserted two fingers up inside her hot cunt, coating them with her pussy juice. She looked at her lover and smiled.

She gripped his thick, hot cock with her wet fingers and began to masturbate him. Her other hand flew between her legs. She pushed her fingers into her cunt and when she pulled them out dripping, she spread the warm wetness from her cunt all over her hot asshole.

"It's ready now, George."

She bent over, placing her hands on the windowsill and splayed her legs far apart. He grabbed hold of his cock, rubbing it up and down, then placed it between her legs. She pushed her buttocks into his belly and pulled away.

Guiding his cock with his hand, he found the wet, full opening between her legs and thrust inside of her, pushing gently but firmly until his cock was buried deep within her. Both groaned. She balanced herself on her hands and began to move to his rhythm. He moved in and out of her, slowly at first, and then with increasing speed, until he was pumping with such violence he upset her balance, pushing her forward then pulling her back again.

When he was about to come, he drove hard into her, pulling her by the hips as far back onto him as he could.