"Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmph!" Stan grunted as he shoved his thick cudgel into Pam with relentless thrusts. Ross felt the rapid tightening of his own balls, accompanied by a convulsive lurch of his growing prick, as his voyeuring eyes were drawn to the hairy mass of his wife's uplifted cunt. His tongue slid across his open lips at the creaminess trickling from the flash of pink within the dark mound, the obvious wetness of his wife's curly pubic tendrils. Christ, she's really hot, he thought, his erection growing. Look at the way she's leaking, the way she lifts her soaked p***y up for a deeper f**k!
Stan's hands held the whimpering housewife's meaty buttocks with firm fingers, lifting her pelvis so that he could ram the mouth of her womb on each vigorous reentry. Ross felt the blood pound hotly
