"I hope you don't bring her up as frigid as you are," her husband sneered.

"You fuckin' pervert," hissed Kathy as Paul walked out.

Driving over to Marcia's apartment, the man was vaguely disturbed at leaving his daughter for the day, as well as the ugly words he'd shared with his young wife. He couldn't understand why they couldn't even be civil to each other any more.

When he arrived, Marcia was wearing nothing but a black see-through dressing gown.

"Hello, lover," she whispered, offering her soft parted lips as she writhed her pussy up against his crotch. "I'm so fuckin' horny I think we should fuck before we cat."

"That suits me," he grinned, pulling her soft supple body up closer against his own.

"Oh, baby," she whispered, removing his coat and unbuttoning his shirt. "You're sure gonna get a hot fuck this morning. My motor's been idling ever since I woke up."

As always, Marcia's nearness drove every other thought out of his mind. He could think of nothing but her soft warm body as she unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants.

"You sweet beauty," she whispered to his thick hard cock when he was completely undressed. "I want you in my hungry pussy right now."

When they were on Marcia's bed, the highly aroused redhead turned over on her side, and stretching languidly, pressed her big swelling tits up toward his face.

"Like my boobs?' she whispered huskily. Paul's stiff cock began to jerk as the deep pink nipples danced before his eyes. With the hot blood surging through his loins, he reached over and gasped her soft body, drawing her up against his own naked flesh. Her bare curving form was warm against him, and as he goosed his fingers into the soft wiggly flesh between her asscheeks, Marcia covered his lips with her hot open mouth. Sucking deep on his tongue, her soft hand dug down between their bodies, searching for the hardness of his cock.