When she finished undressing, Charlie grabbed her tits. With both hands, he squeezed and fondled the heavy globes and then lowered his face to briefly suck on her nipples.

Her tits had always been very sensitive, and the feel of his mouth on them made her quiver.

When he finally pulled his lips away, her nipples were swollen and glistening with his saliva.

"Gorgeous!" he said. "What kind of fucking do you like?"

Gloria blushed. "I don't know. I guess I'm not very experienced."

"Christ, you've been married five years," Charlie snickered. "Since we're not using a bed, how about a little doggy fuck? Just bend over and show me that pretty ass!"

His lewd language excited her. He showed her how to kneel on one of the easy chairs with her elbows resting on the back. When he moved behind her, she realized how vulnerable she was. Her cunt and ass were completely exposed to him.

She trembled with anticipation. She closed her eyes and moaned when she felt the hot head of his cock rubbing between her cunt-lips. A moment later his fuck-pole pushed into her cunt-channel with a long smooth stroke.

"Oh, Jesus!" she groaned.

Charlie put his hands on her hips, splayed his fingers out over her soft flesh, and began a slow, determined fuck. It wasn't long before the thrusting of his cock in and out of her cunt from the back like that had her mind reeling and her body vibrating.

"Oh, God, how wonderful!" she crooned.

The pace of his stroking increased, his thrusts became harder, and soon he was grunting and crying out as he began shooting his load. The feel of his rampant cock pile-driving in and out of her cunt overwhelmed her senses and quickly brought her to an orgasm.

She wailed and whimpered, moaning with pleasure at his attack from the rear, and finally convulsing in the throes of a shuddering climax.

Charlie left her draped over the back of the armchair. "Got to run, baby," he said.