I looked up at the screen to see her doing the same thing to Bevins. But his organ was too large for her to swallow completely, and she only could manage about half of it. The rest, the unsucked part, she rubbed with her hands, jerking him off and sucking him at the same time.

I could feel my body tightening in the middle. I began to arch myself upward, pressing myself into her face. I put my hands around her head, guiding her movement and pushing her further down upon my trembling cock.

Yvonne slid completely from the couch and crawled in between my legs on her knees. I felt her fingers tugging at my pants, loosening the belt and working at the snap. A moment later she had my pants open, and she was sliding them down over my hips, pulling my underpants with them. I lifted my body, crushing my back against the couch, and allowed her to pull the pants down my legs. All the while she did this, she was working on my cock her mouth, moving it up and down, eating me with her lips.

My pants were down near my knees, and I could feel the cool caress of air against my nakedness. The coolness was exciting against my burning body. I could see the white tail of my shirt flapping obscenely against my naked legs, making me even more aware of my nakedness.

"That's it!" It was Hill again. "Suck on him! Suck his cock! Swallow it! Swallow his cum!"

His face was contorted with pleasure, and rivers of sweat ran across his jowled cheeks. With his free hand he was unbuttoning his shirt. Once his shirt was off he began to step out of his fallen pants. He was completely naked now.

"Fuck her, Allen!" he said to me. "Fuck my wife! Jam your cock up her cunt! Fuck her!"