There was no way on earth that his enormous erection was going to ebb until he had drained it.

He opened his fly and his cock sprang out like a coiled spring, twanging as it snapped upright. Cock-first, he moved across the room. His wife did not hear him approaching because of the noise that the vacuum cleaner was making. She was bobbing up and down as she moved the cleaning device back and forth. He came up behind her, his prick throbbing. I will not think of Jennifer! He vowed.

I must not pretend that my wife is my daughter! He was absolutely determined not to do that, not to commit a sin of mental incest.

He lifted his wife's dress and tugged her panties down.

Startled, she looked over her shoulder. Then she smiled as she felt his throbbing prick press against her ass.

"Why, what a nice surprise," she said.

She spread her legs. He slipped his cock between them, driving up along her crotch. The head of his prick came poking out from her groin.

She was astride his cock as if she were sitting on a pole and her cunt lips slurped on his cock shaft. Then he dipped his knees lower so that his prick angled up and his cock head slipped into her pussy.

"Ummm," she purred as she felt that bloated slab of hot meat nuzzling at the entrance to her pussy.

He held steady for a moment, then pushed up her cunt, burying his prick balls deep with the first long, rippling stoke. She had been taken by surprise and had not been horny, but she was a woman who needed little encouragement to get turned on. Her cunt was wet and slippery already. The very surprise of the unexpected approach had turned her on, plus the fact that they were fucking in an unusual position and in an unusual place. She loved to get fucked. They fucked a lot and she would have liked to fuck even more often. She appreciated a good fucking like this, totally out of the blue.

She shuddered and squirmed on his cock.