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coarse hair, the big bulbous head glistening
against the ebony black of the shaft.
    "Possible,"
Kathleen stated, deliberately expressing uncertainty and only mild
interest, "it might do."
    The reverse was
true; she loved it, his body too. So firm and athletic, hard and
muscular, he was a dream come true. The big ball sac hanging
beneath the base of his cock, so large and firm, she felt that he
would be a heavy comer indeed with that equipment.
    "Sit," she
commanded and waited until he had.
    Her hands moved
up to the neck of her blouse, the slim, delicate fingers fiddling
idly with the buttons, "You want me don't you, you like my body.
I've seen you looking at me at work many times, imagining what I am
like naked."
    The boy watched
her fingers slowly undoing the buttons one by one. He sat
mesmerised as she parted her blouse and pulled the two halves apart
to show her firm breasts restrained by the little black bra. His
stiff cock twitched as she peeled the blouse off her shoulders and
threw it aside.
    "Talk to me you
little shit, if you want to have me, you have to talk. Tell me what
you see, what you like and what you want to do to me."
    The boy watched
wide-eyed as Kathleen removed her bra, he swallowed hard and then
said in a dry and excited voice.
    "Wonderful
tits, I knew they would be like that, I always imagined how firm
and round they...."
    "Unnnh!"
Kathleen uttered and lolled her head back as she cupped and kneaded
her soft orbs. "Yes, yes, talk like that. It makes me even randier
listening to talk like that."
    She looked over
to her husband and winked sexily, pouting her lips in silent
teasing and taunting.
    "Those
nipples," the boy stated in sincere amazement, "so long and hard,
I'd like to suck and nibble those thick stalks."
    Encouraged by
the boy's hungry look and his descriptions of her body, the way his
cock was twitching in excited little spasms she went further still.
Her hands smoothed down over her waist and hips, then her thighs to
grasp the hem of her skirt, she paused there, her shoulders hunched
forward and her ample breasts dangling down in temptation. Terrific
bolts of sensation shot through her as she displayed herself to
him, her pussy gripped in wonderful little convulsions to send
tingling shards of electric pleasure rushing through her.
    "Bet your pussy
is hairy," the boy continued, "I've always wanted to fuck you, you
rotten bitch."
    "Yes," she
moaned softly, "yes, call me names, insult me. Do it."
    "Bitch, you
teasing bitch."
    "Mmmm,"
Kathleen moaned and pulled the front of her skirt up to her
waist.
    "Christ," the
boy breathed in amazement, "the size of your mound."
    "TALK,"
Kathleen screamed angrily at him and looked across again to her
struggling husband. She was lost in a heady and dream-like world of
sheer sexual bliss as she began to gyrate her hips and remove her
skirt.
    "Fuck you, I
want to fuck you, you dirty bitch. I want to get my cock up inside
you and you want it bad lady."
    The boy was
talking but she couldn't make out the words now. The pumping
sensations fed by the red and angry face of her husband were
bringing her to an all-time high, one that she wanted to prolong
for as long as was possible. Kathleen felt distant and detached; in
a world of heady sexual pounding that she wanted to live in
forever. Slowly she stripped completely, down to just her shoes and
black hold up stockings. Confidently and with a commanding air,
Kathleen walked over to stand before her husband, her hand reaching
out to touch just the tip of his twitching cock with one
finger.
    "He really
likes seeing me like this Gordon," she said, the excitement
sounding in her thick voice, "Such a lovely cock he has too, don't
you think?"
    She laughed
loudly as Gordon grunted and struggled at his bonds. Kathleen
pushed her hips forward so as to offer her pussy to him and
delighted in her taunting of him. Kathleen rubbed at her pussy,
stroking it slowly with her long fingers.
    "He's going to
get this, not you."
    She