"Coming now, awwww yes, suck it!" Donna cried. The burning waves of pleasure burst suddenly through her fuck hole, forcing her clit to twitch and her pussy muscles to suck needfully around Townes' fingers. "Awwungghh! Oh yes, oh God, cooommmiiinnnggg!"

It was the hardest come she'd ever had in all her twenty-one years. Donna stopped breathing and furiously bit her lips. Her muscles locked. She pulled Townes' hair and lifted her ass off the couch in a tight bow. Again and again the spasms pounded through her cunt, until the juices of her drenched pussy flowed down her thighs.

Finally she collapsed spread-eagled on the couch, sweating and panting in exhaustion. Immediately Townes took his mouth from her steaming cunt. He began to slide up her body, kissing her soft flesh along the way, gluing his mouth to her huge tit and hungrily sucking the red, stiff, silver dollar-sized nipple.

"Oh Christ, was that good," Donna purred breathlessly. "I never knew I could fed that way. It's like I just came ten times in a row!"

"But you can feel even better, ma'am," Townes said huskily. "Because now I'm going to fuck you."

Townes hunched over the couch between her spread legs and fumbled frantically with his pants. Donna watched as he tore open his zipper. She stared in awe at the bulge of his hard-on, thrusting against the cum-stained fabric of his shorts.

"Don't you want me to fuck you, darling?" he asked. He rubbed his dick through his shorts and stared hungrily at her hairy, wet cunt, like a starving man confronting his first meal in weeks. "Tell me about it. I'll bet you can't wait to have your pussy filled by this nice, thick prick!"

Donna hesitated. Her conscience was returning now – she remembered her husband, their marriage. She'd already cheated on Roy, but she hadn't actually fucked the salesman yet. She could still get out with some of her dignity intact.

Then Townes pulled down his shorts, revealing his nakedly throbbing hard-on. Abruptly all thoughts of conscience flew out of Donna's mind.