He held the full penetration for a long moment, trembling with the ecstasy of being buried up her pussy, every inch of his hot cock squeezed by her sweet, slippery cunt, and let ting her savor the thrill of being full of his prick.

Her panties were hobbling her around the knees.

She squirmed out of them and kicked them off. The movements caused her cunt to caress his cock. He groaned and clamped his hands on her hipbones, gripping her hard.

She rotated her pelvis, winding her cunt around on his cock like a nut onto a bolt.

She was still leaning on the handle of the vacuum cleaner, bracing herself against it as she moved her ass. The vacuum cleaner was still switched on, buzzing merrily away. She did not switch it off.

Like Jennifer, she was inclined to make a lot of noise when she creamed, and it seemed a good idea, with the girl in the house, to cover the sounds of lust with the innocent humming of the vacuum cleaner.

His cock was humming inside her loins.

She could feel his hot cock vibrate.

Her cunt was sucking on it like a vacuum cleaner, as if to drag the cum from his balls.

"Fuck," she whispered.

He braced his knees, clinging to her hipbones, then began to pour the prick to her with furious intensity.

She had no idea what had turned her husband on this morning, but she welcomed it. She met him with equal energy, pushing her ass back against his belly, grinding her hips from side to side, jamming her hot crotch down to meet him as he fed his cock up her cunt hole. He slammed in, jolted in, cork-screwed in. Her cunt was working like a wringer, clamping and pulling on his prick. He fucked faster.

His balls swung against her crotch as he stuffed his prick in to the root, driving his cock head deep into her belly.

Her flaming hair cascaded as she tossed her head from side to side. That hair was the same color as Jennifer's but no! He must not think of such a thing!