But he still hadn't gotten over the thrill he had experienced on his wedding night when he discovered just what a find he had made. Ellie's exuberant sensuality had been more than he had hoped for… even considering the enthusiasm she had always displayed during their necking sessions on dates. The young man had long before given up trying to find a woman who could match his own active sex pace. Ellie had turned out to be a gift straight from the Gods. Sometimes she even wore him out.

Her full pink lips pouted appealingly as she looked up at him. Her wide blue eyes and her thick long blonde hair made her look half-angel, half-temptress. The longing in her face made Hank's cock throb to urgent hardness. Reveling in the effect she was having on her handsome husband, Ellie ran her tongue lewdly over her lips. "But you know I can never get enough of you, lover. Why do you torture me like this? You are going to give it to me… aren't you?"

Only a man of stone could resist a look like that, Hank thought as his lips bore down once again on hers. While one hand continued to explore her ass, to prod a finger against the tiny pucker of her asshole, the other headed for her pussy. "Mmm… wet already, you greedy little piggie, you! What am I supposed to do with a wet little thing like this?" His teeth clenched as he shoved a finger deep into the tight hot hole of her cunt. He buried his head against her neck, nipping the tender flesh, while he finger-fucked her pussy mercilessly.

"Ooooooohhhh… aaaaiiieee! Oh Hank, baby! It feels wonderful!" Parting her thighs, she ground her cunt lewdly up and down over her husband's bold finger. She stood on tiptoes, straining with her urgent need to absorb every ounce of pleasure he could give her. Already she could feel herself trembling out of control it was an effort for her to remain upright. The overwhelming passion was consuming her like a sponge absorbs water.