Beneath the assault, Mike couldn't resist a grin. She was raping him, for Chrissake, exactly the way she'd done when she first met him a month ago. That was the trouble – trouble with divorcees.

They got it steady for a few years and suddenly realized they were cut off, and they usually went crazy with hunger. And the redhead was absolutely obsessed with his immense prick, crooning over it like a starving dog with a bone.

"Ahhhhhhh, Mike," she groaned, her cunt sucking on his rod with silken heat, "ooooooh, honey, oh, I could fuck you forever! Big beautiful cock! Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

He grabbed her ripe ass-cheeks in his fingers and squeezed, letting her do the work. He had to be up at seven in the morning to go to work, he'd just screwed her for thirty torrid minutes, he had another frenzied session with his eager young wife coming up in a few minutes and he'd be tired as a worn-out bull on the job tomorrow, but then he had a vacation coming up soon.

A sex-vacation, not a regular one.

He'd already told Sally he wouldn't be able to see her for two weeks, which was one reason why she was so hysterical about getting her final farewell fuck in. She was whipping her slit up and down on his gorged cock now with soft screams of ecstasy, her cunt-honey soaking his crotch. She was still tight and juicy at thirty, so eager for sex it was embarrassing.

"Oh Mike, I'm commminng! Ahhhhhhh, feels like a – unf! – burning baseball bat! Oh, so fat and hot, ooooooooh!"

Mike repressed a yawn. Not that Sally was boring in the slightest, she was a fiery, clawing piece of ass in fact, but between her and his insatiable wife he desperately needed a vacation from lust.

His wife's little sister was coming down from San Francisco to stay with them for two weeks, and it was a perfect excuse for putting the frantic redhead off for a while. Between her ravenous boiling pussy and his wife Linda's madly hungry cunt, his prick was beginning to feel like raw hamburger.