"About the hot water heater," she said.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her down lute the bed. He put one hand around her waist and shoved his other hand inside her robe to clutch one enormous tit.

"The heater can wait," he said.

She pulled out of his grip.

"George," she said as she moved toward the door. "If that heater isn't fixed when my husband gets home, he'll kill me."

Before she could object, George bounded out of bed and moved to her side. He grabbed her arms and she couldn't resist when he plunged his tongue into her mouth.

"On the other hand," she whispered. "First things first."

They returned to the bed and he rolled her onto her hands and knees. She felt him move behind her ass and knew what he had in mind.

"I specialize in assfucking," he said matter of factly.

"And here all this time I thought you specialized in fixing hot water heaters."

She grabbed a pillow and hugged it as he pushed his cockhead inside the cheeks of her ass. He wasn't fully hard yet, but she felt his prick throb when it lodged inside her ass crack.

She lifted her ass and twisted it. He took her hips in his hands and shoved his prick inside her ass crack.

Using one hand to hold his prick, he jabbed at her bung with his cockhead. She threw her head bock and wiggled her butt. In a moment, the knob of his prick was inside her well-lubricated asshole.

His fingers dug into her hips and he leaned over her back and dropped his prick all the way into her shit-chute. Soon the entire length of him was inside her bowels.

She was startled when he pulled out of her asshole and rather abruptly shoved his cock into her pussy.

"What are you doing?" she hissed.