Patsy gasped, wiggling out of his arms. "You ripped Gretchen's panties!" She stepped back, bare-ass naked. Her hand dipped into her juicy cunt. "Take off your clothes and fuck me, Ray." She rubbed her cunt gash while Ray dropped his pants and kicked them aside. "Take off everything, Ray."

Placing her juice-stained fingers to her mouth, she licked. Purring, she snatched up the warm, wet coating of her own cunt juice with her tongue and watched Ray undress.

"Now, baby," he groaned as he grabbed for her. He pulled her back into his arms, crushing her bloated tits against his chest. Her nipples, rosy and hot, burned into his bare skin. "You're a real hot little bitch!"

"I hope you can cool me off," she gasped, squirming feverishly against his hard body, reveling in his firm muscles and jutting cock. She nipped at his broad chest, tormenting him, urging him on with her energetic mouth.

Slowly they dropped to the floor. Patsy wound up on her back with Ray on top of her between her outstretched legs, his cock poised at the entrance to her wet, overheated pussy. Leaning on stiff arms, he gazed down into her beautiful face and saw a younger version of his wife. His groin tensed. His churning cum felt like fire inside his balls, and Patsy's gorgeous body fanned the flames.

"Fuck me, Ray," she purred, writhing on her back, caressing his lean, tense face with long fingers and urgent strokes. "Fuck me like you would Gretchen." She rocked her hips and felt the head of his prick brush against the puffy lobes of her cunt. "Now!"

Ray gave her a triumphant leer. "When I'm ready."