"God, what an incredible prick!"

The woman held herself in that position for several moments. The muscles of her ass checks contracted rhythmically, and she frowned with exertion.

You sexy bitch, you, Sally thought as he pressed her hot nipples against the wall. She knew what the woman was doing; she knew she was contracting the muscles of her cunt entrance around her husband's thick prick.

The man was sweating hard. His face fl and a large vein pulsed in his temple.

He reached up, gabbed his petite wife around the waist, and pushed her down, down, on his prick until she was once again sitting on top of him, her ass crushing his ball sac.

"Oh, honey – fuck him! Fuck him good!" Sally whined. She pressed her body so hard against the wall that her tits flattened into wide circles, and her pussy lips spread apart.

She moved up and down and from side to side, and the uneven texture of the plaster scratched against her delicate white flesh. It hurt so good – it made her nerves tingle and her heart beat fast, and Sally knew she was on her way to yet another come.

"God – it's good – so good!" she cried, her gaze fixed on the handsome couple fucking in the next room.

The man had taken control of the fucking. With his hands planted firmly around his wife's waist, he pulled her up his prick and then slammed her down hard against his groin. Over and over, he repeated this maneuver, his face wrenched into a grimace of violent lust.

The woman had her head back. Her eyes were wild, and she was screaming something in her passion. Her long dark hair flew about her head, and her enormous tits shook and bounced every time her husband shoved her down hard-on his cock.

Now and then, the man would crane his neck and, baring his teeth, bite into his wife's hard pointy nipples. Though Sally couldn't hear a sound from the next room, she could tell that the woman cried out every time her husband did this to her the muscles in her ass and thighs would tighten up and her fingers would curl and uncurl, grabbing onto thin air.