Then she started sucking, fast and hard. Slurping, gurgling sounds came from the back of her throat as she worked with shameless hunger on her husband's prick. Donna cupped his nuts protectively as she rolled her tongue all over the rosy knob.

"Ungghh," Roy grunted. He kept his eyes on the magazine, but his expression was beginning to cloud with lust. "Jesus, honey. Not so hard."

"What's the matter, darling? Am I making you hot?" Donna whispered teasingly around his saliva-slicked cockhead, then popped the spongy crown back into her mouth. Now she sucked harder than ever. Her cheeks reddened obscenely, as if she were intent upon tugging the meat of his prick out of its root.

His big cock twitched wildly as she darted her tongue into its slit, and she could feel his heavy balls swelling under her fingers. Donna's cunt ached as Roy's dick grew stiffer and stiffer. Wantonly she slipped her hand under her negligee, touching the curly-haired lips of her pussy.

It felt good to jack off as she sucked him. Donna ran her middle finger up and down her pouting, pink slit, feeling the wet stickiness of her fuck juices oozing from her open hole.

Then she rammed her finger all the way up her clasping cunt and began to pump it in and out, teasing her clit as her lips nursed at the thick shaft of Roy's dick.

The jism poured freely from his cockhead now, mingling with her saliva until her mouth was buttery wet. His prick jerked slightly every time she touched the knob with her tongue. Roy had no idea what he was reading now, Donna knew. She clasped his cock shaft in her fist and jerked him off violently as she sucked; that would stop him from being stubborn.