"I figure I'm feeling horny enough to have it both ways, plus a few variations thereof, before the night is over. Think you're up to putting up with a husband gone satyr for an evening?"

"I should be used to it by now, since my husband seems to turn satyr most every evening," Marne laughed. She gave Creagon a quick kiss, and then, using her arms to push herself, she came to a sitting position, her knees placed to either side of her husband's hips. Her pussy stayed pressed over Creagon's hard cock, her buttocks squatting on Creagon's upper thighs.

"I see you've decided to play merry-go-round horse on my cock, huh?" Creagon asked, his voice already gone throaty in anticipation.

"Whinnnnnnnnnnnnnny," Marne neighed like a mare in heat. She shook her head, letting her fiery mane fly sensuously out around her face.

Marne lifted her ass, her cunt vacating its cupping of Creagon's cock length. Creagon's cock belly was slick with the moisture which had been leaked from Marne's juicy pussy fissure.

Creagon stuck out his tongue and wiggled it back and forth, giving an open invitation for Marne to scuttle on up and get her cunt washed by Creagon's experienced lickings. But, as tempted as Marne was, she knew there would be plenty of time to get that tongue later. Right now, Marne had an urge to get her husband's cock buried deep… deep… deep inside of her.

Marne dropped her right hand down and back behind her. She trailed her fingers up along Creagon's left leg to his thigh, along his thigh to his penis. She hooked her fingers down beneath Creagon's cock back, her thumb curving over his cock belly.

Marne pulled to lift Creagon's cock to a position that was perpendicular to Creagon's muscled belly. Creagon's blood-engorged cock was so stiff it didn't seem to want to budge. If Marne hadn't been so familiar by now with the various stages of stiffness her husband's cock was capable. of achieving, she might have feared snapping his erection right off at its roots. But, Marne knew that as big and as stiff as her husband's meatiness was, there was no way it would break off.