Chapter 10
"Aren't you ashamed of using a good friend in this scheme?" Bobby asked. "I mean, it's embarrassing for both of you to be involved like this!"
"Nothing bothered your conscience when you deserted me and let your friends use me!" Martha replied. "Stop trying to avoid your punishment."
He grinned. "You can't fault me for trying!"
Martha told him to lay across the bed, face down. She handcuffed his wrists. Rozz sat straddled across his back.
Martha gazed down on the rounded flesh of his buttocks. A tingling voluptuous thrill skyrocketed up her spine and bounced back into her seeping snatch. She rubbed her palm in a gentle caress over the curved ass. The touch excited her carnal lust. Her hand moved upward in a slow ascent. The hand plummeted in a forceful blow. SPLATT! The smack made her palm tingle. She felt a sharp stinging sensation in her hand.
Bobby's body twitched at the blow. He tried to squirm out from underneath Rozz's frame. "Hey! That smarts!"
The contact sent an ecstatic shiver coursing through her. She pressed down firmly on the small of his back with one hand. The other hand was coming down again! SPLATTl "OUCH!" Bobby cried out.
Martha felt the shock waves of the blow travel up her arm. His body flinched and squirmed. Her hand striking his ass and his reactions heightened the sensual mood of the moment. His ass was turning a glowing pink from the imprint of her punishing hand.
"You're lucky I'm only using my hand!" she told him. "Your kind friends used a paddle on my ass! I'd love to use a baseball bat on yours but I couldn't find one!"
The juices in her quim were flowing more freely. The more she spanked his ass, the more her passions were aroused. SPLATT! SPLATT! Two swift blows followed in succession. His asscheeks were turning a glowing red. Her palm almost matched the hue of his skin.
Her husband continued to howl in pain as he tried to twist free of the body that kept him pinned to the bed. Martha's snatch perspired with a greater profusion of erogenous juices. The imprint of her manual chastening excited her more.
Bobby continued to howl in pain. She struck his ass with three more quick blows, then she nodded to Rozz who swung her body off Bobby's prone frame.
"Sonovabitch!" he swore. "You didn't have to get carried away!"
"I want to share everything with you dear, including the ass beating," she purred. "It's too bad I couldn't get those paddles! Your ass would be so sore you wouldn't be able to sit for a week!"
He gingerly touched his rump. "You've made your point!"
"You'd look awfully silly doing a sexy dance for us!" Martha remarked, "So I guess we can eliminate that!"
"How about having him suck one of us off while the other one frigs his ass with the dildo?" Rozz asked.
"I'll buy that!" Martha agreed. "I claim first choice. You can frig his ass!" She stretched out on the bed. "Okay, honey! You've been bugging me to eat my pussy! Here's your chance! Let's see how good you are!"
Bobby knelt in front of her legs. Rozz made him stand up and bend over for better access to his ass. He placed his hands on Martha's thighs. His touch quickened her pulse, but there was no contact with her cunt yet! Martha's excitation was predicated on expectation. Her breathing grew in rapid gasps. His lips caressed her cunt-lips in a gentle kiss.
A sensual spark ignited her entire nervous system at his oral contact. It was like someone throwing an electric switch!
His face was welded to her crotch and he ran his tongue across her labium in horizontal sweeps. Bobby switched his attack, running his tongue in vertical strokes. She relished the moist, warm laves of his velvety appendage.
Martha exhaled a soft sigh of blissful rapture. The teasing torment of his tongue increased her passionate ardor. She was thankful he had involved her with his friends. Her experience made her appreciate her husband's efforts.
Bobby's tongue probed into the glistening moist cleft of her cuntal lips. His oral spatula scraped the mucous-lined membranes of her snatch. He drew his tongue out of her venereal grotto and nibbled on her pliant cunt-lips.
"OHERRrrrl" It was a low, drawn out groan of exquisite piquancy. Her passion turned into an erotic torch. She was consumed by the fire of carnal ecstasy.
He alternated his style again, this time burrowing his tongue into her twat. A sudden swift rush shot from her quim throughout her aroused body. Bobby's oral probe twisted and turned like a drill.
First, slow deliberate turns and then, rapid boring flutters.
Martha emitted more groans of ecstatic rapture. His stiffened tongue frigged her quim. She was so captivated by this attempt to fuck her cunt with his tongue that it kept the juices oozing out of her sweating vaginal walls.
Rozz, in the meantime, had forced the dildo past the puckered orifice of his ass. This was the second time in his lifetime that his asshole had been violated. Both times happened on the same day!
Bobby felt the thick impaction stretching the pliant muscles in his rectum. He had an urge to move his bowels. He knew the sensation was temporary. Once his anal muscles acclimated to the unfamiliar presence, the urge would pass.
The opportunity to eat his wife's cunt pleased him. He had misgivings when he implemented his plan. Having his friends seduce his wife was a reluctant touch. Bobby was fortunate the charade turned out so well.
During his bachelor days, Bobby's ass was treated to a teasing finger of an ardent partner. He didn't mind the fingers massaging his asshole. It was that damn dildo in his ass that bothered him! The slight discomfort made him appreciate what a woman went through when a cock was stuffed up her ass.
Bobby was grateful for Rozz not turning on the vibrator. Earlier, the pulsating dildo almost devastated him. It was a terrific gadget! A fantastic erotic aid to supplement the passionate arousal of a woman or man! At this moment, he wanted to concentrate on satisfying his wife. Let her have her moment of revenge! He knew after tonight, everything would be the way he wanted it to be. Their marital life would be perfect!
The slow pistoning dildo didn't excite him very much. He considered it more of an inconvenience. The women were deriving some sort of satisfaction using it and Bobby didn't want to spoil their fun. His main concern at the moment was to make his wife enjoy his efforts.
Bobby moved his mouth to her clitoris. The touch of his hot rapacious mouth made her skin crawl with voluptuous tingles. His oral talent was a sexual intoxicant to her.
His sheathed teeth dug into the base of her tiny venereal papule. He pulled her clitoris taut like a stringed instrument and his tongue plucked at the sensitive node. The erotic chords he struck sounded lascivious notes in her twat.
Martha arched her back, shoving her pussy closer to his teasing mouth. The way he was eating her out was almost as good as being fucked. It would be wild if he could stick his head inside her pussy! Imagine having your cunt eaten from the inside!
She squirmed in ecstatic exuberance. An intoxicating rapture permeated her pores in anticipation of the orgasmic delirium building up inside her loins. The volatile piquant charge was expanding.
Martha undulated her pelvis in a sinuous grind. Her coosy pressed closer to his greedy mouth, almost suffocating him.
"Oh, Bobby!" she groaned. "That's so goood! Oh, keep sucking! Harder, harder! Oh, I love it, I love it!"
A flash flood of hurricane proportions struck her as the orgasm burst over her in a powerful discharge. Her frame trembled in a fit of ecstatic rapture.
"Quick, quick!" she urged. "Suck me dry! Oh, oh! This is wild! I love it, I love it! Suck me, suck me! Drain the come out of me!" It was a whimpering plea.
He fastened his mouth to her overflowing cunt and she heard the erotic sucking sounds as he drank in her nectar. She felt a little lightheaded. Martha attributed it to the intoxication of the lascivious thrill.
Bobby released his oral grip on her cunt. She exhaled a long trembling sigh.
He straightened up. "How about taking that damn thing out of my ass?"
'Take it out!" Martha ordered from her supine position. She was still stretched out.
"Hell! Just when I was beginning to have fun!"
Rozz exclaimed. "Now what? I think you got the better of the deal! When do I get a chance to squeal with delight like you did?"
Martha answered in a weak voice. "I used to think Bobby had a wicked cock when he fucked me. After that job on me with his mouth, he's a real double threat! Go ahead, try him out, either way! You won't be disappointed!"
Rozz threw herself alongside of Martha. "I tried his cock earlier! Let's see that mouth action!"
"Don't I get a chance to come again?" Bobby asked.
"Sure! I'll give you a treat!" Martha offered. "I'll show you how much I learned in a weekend!"
She got off the bed and sat on the floor with her back against the bed and her head underneath her husband's body. Rozz's legs dangled over her shoulders as Bobby bent over to service the waiting cunt.
This was a strange and erotic tableau. Martha was sharing her husband's sexual talents with another woman. She didn't consider it immoral! After all, he allowed two men to share her sexual favors! Besides, she found herself reacting with strong passionate desires!
Rozz's murmurs of approval reached her ears. Bobby's talented mouth was at work. It was time for her to start.
She gazed up at Bobby's prick suspended near her nose. Her hands reached up and cupped his balls in a loving embrace. The stiff shaft was guided to her lips. Martha brushed her lips against the crown in quick gentle kisses. A soft breath of air was blown against his prick. Bobby's cock quivered in a voluptuous shiver.
Her lips pursed as she pressed it to the pink-red tip of his dick. His prick was vacuumed into her oral chamber in a slow sensual draw. Martha tried to get all of his cock into her mouth.
She brushed her tongue along the underside of his fleshy tube in strong sweeping licks. Her lips and tongue worked his cock in and out of her mouth. A little pressure forced the prick out in a partial withdrawal. Suction brought it back! She kept up this erotic rhythm, letting her lips tantalize his shaft.
Martha released his cock, rolling her tongue along the underside of his dick. She left a trail of saliva as her tongue traveled down to his balls. Opening her mouth wide, she tried to absorb a testicle. Only able to get part of the ball into her mouth, Martha contented herself with soft nibbles and licks. Both balls received equal treatment.
Retracing her steps, she returned to his cockhead. A finger strayed along his ass crack, searching for his hole. She found the tight crinkled hole and pushed her finger into the soft anal sheath. His cockhead was held in her mouth and she brushed her tongue over the velvety crown in teasing sweeps. The tip found the tiny peehole.
Martha rolled her lingual spatula over the small hole. The touch of the hole abrading her tongue elicited a voluptuous sensation. It went from her tongue to her stomach to her cunt.
Her cunt! Everyone was being erogenous stimulated but her! Martha slipped a free hand into the vee of her legs. She felt the damp lips as her fingers massaged her lonely twat. That was better! Her auto-stimulation improved her oral efforts. She attacked his cock with renewed fervor. Her rapacious tongue swirled around the rib of the crown.
Bobby seemed to be doing a capable job on Rozz. Her legs tapped against Martha's body in sensual response to his oral ministrations. Moans of ecstatic rapture rolled from her mouth. Their combined sexual efforts heightened Martha's licentious inclination. She could feel the emanations seeping into her.
Her finger kept a slow steady frigging tempo, shuttling in and out of Bobby's ass. She pressed into the resilient muscles, rubbing it in an erotic massage.
The fingers in her cunt transferred their attention to her clitoris. She clutched the slick node, rubbing it with sensual strokes. There was an immediate change! The heat in her venereal furnace increased.
Martha varied the licking and sucking on Bobby's cock. She swirled her tongue in long sweeps. She rotated her compressed lips in a semi-circle about his imprisoned dick. His shaft was pistoned back and forth in simulated coital thrusts.
"Oh, you cunt-lapper!" Rozz squealed. "You are beautiful! Suck it, suck it! Drain that come out of my cunt! Eat it, baby, eat it! EATTT ITTTT!" she demanded in a deep growl.
Martha felt Rozz's body thrashing on the bed. Flailing legs kicked her. She disregarded the kicks. Martha felt the heat of Rozz's passion and a surge of lustful anticipation filled her senses. Even Bobby was caught up in this lascivious surge!
He started to fuck Martha's mouth with pistoning thrusts. She abandoned his ass and caught the base of his driving prick. Her experiences warned her of an imminent climax.
Her fingers rubbed and tugged on the erogenous clitty. Taunting it to surrender! She felt the burgeoning tremors growing in her loins. Her blood raced as her pulse rate increased.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Rozz shouted in exultation. "Oh, that's beautiful!" she declared in ecstatic rapture. "It's shooting out of me! Suck it, suck it! YAHHRRrrr!" Her scream sounded like a cheer that died into a tormented moan of agonized rapture.
Rozz's reaction was an audial aphrodisiac, evoking increased carnal responses in Martha. She rubbed her cunt harder to release the dammed up orgasm in her. Bobby's body trembled, heralding the onset of his climax.
Her curled fingers about his fleshy shaft detected the paroxysmic convulsions of his forceful ejaculation. Pulsating contractions forced out jets of viscose milky semen. Her lips compressed the cockhead to extract as much of his come as possible.
For the first time, Martha was sucking her husband off! She found the act very exhilarating. It was divine! She loved the taste of his come! His cock was heavenly and she chided herself for not doing this sooner!
The piquant pulsations of her climax spilled out a copious discharge. Her fingers were saturated with her come. She felt the thick sticky come trickle through her fingers into her palm.
Bobby's prick shrank in her mouth. She turned his flaccid dick loose, emitting a blissful sigh at the same time. This was one of the best orgies she ever had!
Her husband moved away. "What a cunt-lapper!" Rozz exclaimed. "Martha, you are a lucky bitch! I could die happy having him suck me to death! You have to let me have visiting privileges!"
"No way!" Martha replied. "That's my personal property and I'm not sharing him with anyone. We're just doing this one time to teach him a lesson!"
"I'm glad you two are having fun! The way you're teaching me a lesson may kill me!" Bobby remarked.
"Don't worry, dear, that will never happen," Martha said. "You have a delicious cock and I'm going to enjoy eating it for the rest of our lives."
"Thanks for the compliment, dear!" Bobby replied. "And my compliments to you for that wonderful job of sucking me off. That was great!"
"I'm glad you two have a mutual admiration society," Rozz interrupted. "What about me? I was invited here to have fun! Let's not stop while we're going strong!"
"I think we need a little break to cool off," Martha suggested. "After the break, we can continue!"
"You're a party-pooper, Martha!" Rozz accused her. "You promised to give Bobby a good work-out when we discussed it at lunch!"
"Don't worry! I intend to! I want to make sure he remembers not to pull this nonsense on me again!" Martha declared. "In the meantime, we'll take that break to cool off. I think you'll like it! We're all going to take a shower at the same time!"
"Now that's what I call togetherness! Can we all make it in one tub?" Rozz asked.
"There's only one way to find out! Let's go!" Martha invited.
Martha's inspiration for the watery sex act came from her experience with the spray. She remembered the voluptuous thrill induced by Frank at the cabin. She conceived this idea, contemplating some innovations. Having three naked bodies in the tub added to the erotic excitement.
They stepped into the large tub. There was ample room for a comfortable fit. The Rowens had a standard type shower with an additional spray attachment. In retrospect, Martha realized why Frank used that spray on her during her initiation. She intended to use hers during their erotic play.
"Since you're the guest, you can have the honor of being first," Martha told Rozz.
Rozz's participation with Bobby had excited Martha. Her presence added an erotic dimension that was accepted with thrilling approval. Martha frowned on lesbianism but found this aspect of sex exciting. Just as she found Bobby's sexual involvement with Rozz stimulating, Martha was more aroused now.
She adjusted the water and handed a washcloth to Bobby. "You wash her front good," she ordered, "I'll do the back!"
A voluptuous lance of carnal excitation stabbed her spine and lodged in her cunt. She lathered up the cloth and started to scrub Rozz's shoulders.
Martha's hand moved over the entire back. It moved down to the small of Rozz's back just above the croup. She passed over the rounded slopes of the buttocks in a casual caress. Martha soaped her thighs and calves. Returning to Rozz's ass, she scrubbed the ass cheeks and the puckered sepia hole hidden between them.
Rozz's gluteal muscles twitched at the contact. The asscheeks closed protectively for a moment and relaxed. Martha bunched up the cloth and rubbed it along the crack.
This new ritual excited Martha. Water, bouncing off their nude bodies, sprayed into her face but it didn't compare to the heavy moisture gathered in her cunt. Strong sensual pulsations of lust throbbed in her head temples.
Martha looked forward to having her body washed. Only, this intimate act would be confined to Bobby alone.
"Ooooo!" Rozz cooed, "This is fabulous! I wish someone would maroon me in a cabin with two men to rape me. How lucky can you get, Martha?"
"I'll see what I can do for you!" Martha replied.
She watched her husband lather the pink-tipped tits. Each pointed globe received special attention. He squeezed, rubbed, and fondled Rozz's boobs, covering them with heavy lather. Holding each tit, he gave them singular attention, rubbing the coarse washcloth over the ruby disks. Rozz wriggled a little. "Mmmmm!" she murmured in ecstatic approval, "That makes my titties feel good!"
Rozz tilted her head back as the soapy cloth slid over her rib cage and down the slight swell of her stomach. It hovered briefly over the shaven mound of her cunt. The sudsy cloth rolled over her flared hips as Bobby lathered her thighs, inside and out. He scrubbed her calves and shins. Her pelvis gave an involuntary jerk as the washcloth passed along the slit in her pussy.
Martha watched as the cloth-filled hand passed over the puffy cuntal lips. Rozz murmured soft moans of pleasure as the friction on her cunt stirred her. Her knees buckled slightly as he continued to massage her snatch.
"Ohhherrr!" Rozz groaned in blissful appreciation. "More, more! That feels so good! Oh! Beautiful, beautiful!"
Her tits jiggled in an erratic dance as she wriggled in response to his sensual massage. Rozz's pelvis bucked in violent thrusts. "Oh, baby! Keep it up, keep it up! I'm going to pop my nuts any minute!"
She gave a giddy laugh! "I wish I had balls to pop! Oh, that's good, that's good!"
The spectacle of Rozz's body being washed and comments aroused Martha's licentious passions to stronger urges. It was time to end this and get rid of Rozz. She wanted to spend the rest of the time with her husband.
"Hold it!" Martha ordered. "It's time to put a little frosting on the cake."
She reached for the spray attachment and switched it on. "Grab her!" she ordered Bobby. He held Rozz's arms as Martha placed the spray against her cunt.
"Christ! This is wild!" Rozz exclaimed. "This fucken thing is too much! Oh, I love it! What a ball you must have had! Hey! Stop! I gotta take a leak!"
"Since when did you become bashful?" Martha asked. "Go ahead! It won't affect the spray!"
They heard the force of the urinated stream above the sound of the water spray. Rozz struggled against Bobby's grip. Her body shook in wild convulsions as the sensual spray titillated her sensitive cunny.
Martha knew the sensations her friend was experiencing. She recalled every thrilling tingle her cunt felt. The spray was pressed deeper into Rozz's twat.
Rozz was in the throes of a voluptuous intoxication. The sensual stimulation ripped through her body without any physical damage. Her physiological responses were strained to the fullest degree.
Her hips rocked in frantic coital thrusts. Squeals of tortured ecstasy filled the enclosed tub area.
"I'm coming, I'm coming! Stop, stop! Oh, that's crazy! No more, no more! I love it, I love it!" The incoherent phrases poured from her lips.
"Here it comes, here it comes! It's coming out of me! YAHHHRR GRRrrrr!" Rozz screamed.
Martha moved the spray away and shut off the water. She helped Bobby hold Rozz up. Her friend's knees buckled. Rozz was weak and spent from the piquant erotic ordeal.
"Oh, Wow!" Rozz gasped. "That, was rough! But I loved every minute of it. That was no break to cool off, honey! I was hotter than a two dollar pistol! Didn't you see the steam coming out of me?"
Martha opened the shower doors on the tub. They stepped out and towelled each other off.
Entering the bedroom, Martha handed Rozz her clothes. "You've been a great sport and I thank you for your help and co-operation."
"You can't kiss me off like this!" Rozz protested. "Where are the fringe benefits?"
"She's right!" Bobby intervened. "Let her have the fringe benefits or she'll sue for breach of contract!"
Martha picked up a pillow and threw it at him. "Oh, shut up!" she ordered, maintaining the humorous spirit. "If you hadn't stranded me at the cabin, this would never happen!"
"Hey! Fight later! I'm still here and demand my rights!" Rozz insisted.
Bobby was getting dressed during their joking exchange. "Face it, Rozz! That is it! That's all she wrote! I'll tell you what! I'm starving! I'll take you both out to supper and then you can go home and live with your memories!"
"You're nothing but a bunch of spoilsports!" Rozz growled in pretended petulance. "Okay! You win! But don't ever invite me again! I won't leave the next time!"
Martha returned with Bobby after their supper. They joked about their adventures. "When did you find out I had something to do with it?" he asked.
"I had a hunch! It was the sequence of circumstances. I also overheard you on the phone with Frank!" she replied.
"Forgive me?" he asked."
"I really shouldn't! But just as long as you promise no more dirty tricks!" she answered.
"I promise! Scout's honor! You know that shower bit turned me on. How about you and me taking a shower?" he asked.
She grabbed him and embraced his waist. Her lips tilted upward and he answered her pressing his mouth against hers. He clutched at a tit, grabbing it on the bottom of her soft flesh. His soft squeeze evoked a chilling tingle in her cunt. She fondled his crotch in a soft caress.
Her tongue snaked between his lips. Their tongues gamboled in an erotic frolic, exchanging deep kisses.
Martha broke off the embrace. "After the shower, dear!" Her voice was low and husky. They parted and stripped.
A ripple of lustful desire spread across her body as she gazed at his naked flesh. A lascivious flush of carnal exhilaration heated her cunt making it sweat. She picked up the washcloth and soaped it. She was looking forward to this wonderful session.
She started on his back first. Her cloth covered hand swept across his neck and shoulders. His entire back was covered with a sudsy film. Martha moved across the rounded curves of his buttocks. She caught the insides of his thighs, taking deliberate care to avoid his balls.
The back and insides of his thighs received a coating of soap suds. Her hand returned to his ass. The cloth rubbed inside the crack. Martha removed the cloth and inserted a finger into his hole.
All these new nuances added an innovation to their love making which she never appreciated before. She loved probing inside his rectum, touching the pliant muscles. This erotic gesture kept her sexually enthralled.
The frigging session was her way of being able to fuck him. She enjoyed every minute of it. Taking out her finger, she pushed him under the shower to wash away the suds.
"Now!" she said with a dramatic flourish, "We're going to do the front!"
Bobby turned around. She lathered his chest and stomach, wasting little time. Just a few hurried swipes! His legs were given a perfunctory soaping. Bending down in a crouch, her face was level with his rampant cock. It protruded from the center of his shaven groin! Straight, thick, and proud! Its appearance seemed more pronounced with the lack of hair. Behind it hung the thick sac with the egg-shaped balls.
Her palm cupped his balls, fondling the fleshy stones. The cloth covered hand encompassed his virile shaft. She pressed his cock under the head. The pressure on the shaft seemed to increase the size of the cockhead. It swelled a little.
Martha examined the ruby conical shaped head with the tiny slit in the center. The flesh was a deep reddish-pink covered with patches of soap suds. Oh, what a lovely prick! Soon, it would be throbbing in her cunt!
Her curled fist pumped up and down on his strong, exerting pressure and friction. As she stimulated him, a prickling sensation tingled inside her hot quim. Martha was tempted to put his gorgeous cock into her eager pussy, soap and all!
Bobby's knees dipped in a slight bend. He rocked his hips in cadence with her stroking hand. His hands reached out and clasped her shoulders. The strong fingers tightened on her shoulders.
"Unnrrr! Unnrrr!" he grunted. 'That's it! Faster, faster! Watch out! I'm going to shoot my load!"
She shifted slightly at the warning. Her hand felt the orgasmic spasm palpitating as his prick ejaculated the hot sperm. The first burst of come spurted in an arc of about a foot. Martha felt his balls bounce in her palm with each forceful emission.
The action reminded her of a field gun firing. After a burst, the barrel recoiled and then sprang forward, firing another shell of glutinous liquid. Gradually, the intensity of his climax died down. "Milk it down!" he told her.
Martha's fingers clamped down at the base of his prong and moved towards the corona. She could feel the rigidity of his hard-on disappearing. Pressing upward, she forced out the residue of his come from the urethra. There was a thick drop of come oozing out of the peehole. The washcloth passed over it, wiping it away.
"Hey! That was something!" he exclaimed. "No wonder Rozz was so hot!"
Martha picked up the spray attachment. "She also had this used on her! How about it? Want to try it out?"
Bobby held up his hand in a protesting gesture. "No way! I'll take your word for it. Okay! Everybody out of the pool! Time for more fun and games in bed!"
Outside of the tub, Bobby rubbed her dry with a brisk terry cloth towelling. She returned the favor. They hurried to their bedroom and snuggled close to each other.
Their hands fluttered over each other's body in soft caresses. Martha felt warm and secure as they indulged in this sensual foreplay. She stroked his prick with slow lingering rubs. He squeezed the cushiony tip of a tit.
"This is wonderful!" she sighed. "I want this to be always like this!"
"Anything you say, dear!" he agreed. "From now on, just you and me!"
She pulled out of his arms, sitting upright with a jerk. "Something just dawned on me! When I came in this afternoon, supposedly catching you in the act with a strange woman, you said, "I knew it, I knew it! This is a set-up! Did you know it was a set-up? And if you did, why did you become involved?"
"Why, Mrs. Rowen! I do believe I detect a note of jealousy as the outraged wife!" Bobby teased.
"Don't play games with me! Did you or didn't you know it was set-up?" she insisted on knowing.
"Come on!" he chided her. "You were getting even with me! What difference does it make?"
"I want to know! If you didn't suspect, then I got even with you!" she replied.
He grinned. "Do you know the story of the lady and the tiger?" She nodded. "You don't know which door?" She nodded again. "Good! Make believe this is the same thing."
"Ooooo!" she squealed in frustration. "You're impossible, Bobby Rowen!"
"Not impossible! Fantastic!" he replied. He moved his face towards her cunt. "Watch me!" he said just before he pressed his mouth to her snatch.
Martha closed her eyes and sighed as his tongue began to weave its oral magic. He was right! He was fantastic!