Only vaguely she knew that hands were running the length of her body like the licking flames of a hearth-log. His lips were on hers, his tongue probing her mouth in imitation of the action below. Now his lips were on the smooth satiny skin of her breasts, kissing, sucking and biting at her swollen nipples until she thought they would burst from sheer delight!

Mark's body covered her, the heated friction of his flesh on hers an added heightening of sensation as he drove into her. His strong lean body strained to bury the heavy rod of his cock up to the very root with every thundering lunge.

"Baby… baby… it's sooo… it's so good! Listen… Listen," she stammered, barely able to get the words out. "Put your finger up my asshole! Shove it all the way into me… please…"

Mark grinned. That had been one of the last things he'd taught her on their honeymoon. His hand reached down under her and slid between the lust-dampened cheeks of her buttocks, his fingers searching the soft flesh as he probed for her anal orifice. His middle fingertip suddenly found the tightly puckered little circle of her rectum, moistened with the rivulet of cuntal moisture that seeped down from the warm slit above, where his penis was still fucking into her with long deep thrusts. He pushed at the tight ring of muscle, gently at first, then a little harder, feeling it tighten and resist in quivering spasms of involuntary tensing.

Another push and his middle finger was sunk to the base inside her rectal passage, and she was urging him on, not wanting him to think that he was hurting her too much. Mark delighted in the fantastic sensation of feeling his cock tunneling into her through the fleshy membrane that separated the two passages. He shoved both finger and cock into her with perfect rhythm, in slow steady strokes that were driving her insane with delicious desire.