As husband and wife pounded their slippery wet bodies together, Carl could feel Sylvia's hard nipples burning deliciously against his chest. The highly aroused couple were pounding toward their inevitable climax as his juice slickened prick tore violently into her hot grasping slit.

"Jesus Christ, darling!" she screamed. "I love it! I love it! Holy shit, what a cock!"

Rearing back, Carl began plunging his shaft into her with a renewed fury. The room was filled with the loud sound of wet flesh slapping noisily against wet flesh. A stream of perspiration was running down between the crack of her ass as they fucked on and on.

The way she was frantically grasping him in her arms, gripping him with her ankles and thighs, Carl could tell her orgasm was rapidly approaching. Listening to the way Sylvia was sobbing and gurgling beneath him, Carl knew it wouldn't be long now.

"Oh, God, honey," she squealed as he drove harder and deeper into her quivering body. "Fuck me good, darling! Fuck me good!"

Thinking about Denise, he began driving harder into his wife's lurching pussy.

"Oh, yes, baby," she squealed. "That's it! Fuck me good! Fuck me good!"

Sylvia was tensing for the inevitable orgasm that was building and building in her body, and she knew it was going to be the greatest climax she'd ever experienced. It was only seconds away and she could already hear the distant sound of bells beginning to ring in her ears. A wild thrill gripped her body as she started up over the crest of her orgasm.

With his mind on Denise, Carl felt his jism boiling deep in his balls. Thinking how wonderful it would feel to shoot his hot load into the slutty teen's writhing belly, he was suddenly aware of his hot jizz rushing up through his stiff shaft.