"Oh, Wayne!" she screamed. "Not yet, darling! Please, sweetheart! Not yet! Wait for me! WAIT FOR ME!"

She frantically writhed her aching pussy up around his softening shaft in a desperate attempt to keep it in her. Her bare heels pounded against his back, trying to urge him on. Her lips drawn back and mouth distorted with frustration, she desperately, ground her seething belly up against him in an effort to bring herself off, but it was useless.

With a deep sigh, Wayne rolled out from between her legs, his oozing prick leaving a slippery string of cum across her thigh. Kathy could feel his thick warm jism leaking out from between her lust-swollen cuntlips as her husband lay exhausted on his back.

Weeping with disappointment, she spread her legs farther apart and grabbed at her unsatisfied cunt, wildly fingering the hair-fringed slit.

"How could you?" she sobbed, briskly rubbing her clit. "You selfish bastard. Why do you always do this to me?"

Digging her fingers into the steamy hotness of her oozing cunt, the wantonly aroused woman tried desperately to bring herself off, but after having her husband's big cock pounding into her, the beautiful girl's fingers were inadequate.

"You dirty, selfish bastard," she sobbed, nearly hysterical from the cruel frustration she was feeling. "That's the last time you're ever using me like that."

"Please," he begged. "I couldn't help it."

"Oh, shut up!" she snapped, unaware of the cruel things she was saying to him. "Just keep that slimy cock away from me from now on."

"Kathy, darling," he whispered, his handsome face drawn with shame. "I love you, sweetheart, and I couldn't help it."

"That's a crock of shit!" was her unreasonable reply. "You don't even try to hold back. All you want is your own satisfaction."