"Shit, yeah. SUCK!" he yelped.

Now sticky cunt cream was soaking through Sally's panties and running down her legs. She wanted to be in Irene's place so badly, she could have screamed. The eager blonde stuffed half of Jim's thick eight-incher into her boiling mouth and began sucking on it greedily and noisily, making an obscene slurping sound that echoed through the windowless supply room.

"Mmmmm," Irene moaned.

"Shit, you suck cock good," Jim panted.

He'd never said that to Sally, but then he'd hardly said anything to her when they made love. This was a different Jim, lewd and liberated and powerfully turned on. Sally realized she hadn't excited him like that in years. He was losing control of himself, starting to fuck Irene's mouth. He pistoned his big hard cock over her slick tongue and butted the back of her throat.

"Can't hold out much longer," he gasped.

Irene drew back immediately, and his enormous spit-soaked cock snapped from her lips, splatting loudly against his belly. She eyed his prick hungrily and got dizzily to her feet. Not taking her eyes off his steel-stiff boner, she backed up until she was leaning agaunst a shelf. She spread her legs wide, showing her soaked red slit and its thick fringe of golden curls.

"Jesus, fuck me," she said hoarsely, "fuck me right away, Jim."

There was no place for them to lie down except the cold hard tile floor. Irene remained standing, leaning against the shelf with her legs eagerly spread. Jim hurried to her, his heavy cock wagging stiffly. He crouched slightly, fisted his bloated dick, then crammed the big hard head into Irene's cunt. She. gave a hoarse moan.

"Oh, my God! YES?" she cried. "Get into me!"