Chapter 5
Karen had been so obsessed with the dildo, she hadn't heard Harry come into the house. Neither had Kathy. The man had put down the groceries quietly in the kitchen, and he had walked into the bedroom in time to see Karen using the dildo on Kathy. His hand immediately went to his belt and he quickly disrobed.
Karen thought she was over all shocks, but just seeing Harry swiftly undressing in front of the two of them had her flustered again. She watched, hypnotized, as his throbbing penis once again came into view, its extended length pulsating and throbbing with vibrancy and life. She was already aware of what the man's penis was able to do, and she had to fight down the urge to scream and put an end to all this perverted madness taking place between the three of them.
But even as she stared at the penis she knew she would not be able to scream. Her eyes were once again glued to the incredible spectacle of the cobra-like penis standing rigidly out from her shuddering groin, awesomely swelling even more now that it was free.
Woodenly she watched as he pumped it a few times, as if to make certain it maintained its lustful erection. The fat, bulbous red tip throbbed with glowing life, and by now Karen knew that tip knew only one death. Even then, it was a temporary death, and like Osiris returned to life when Isis used the scroll of Thoth, so did the penis always return to life when Harry looked at a woman he desired. Though not quite as long as the dildo, Harry's cock was long enough so that when he gripped it with two hands, the head and a good two inches of staff still stuck out. It was immense, really immense.
Grinning lasciviously at them, Harry slowly began advancing toward the bed, still gripping his penis two-handed, his eyes feasting on the deliciously prurient display of the two female bodies, nakedly lying on the bed.
Reaching the bed, he stopped, and he gave the women a smirking glance as he reached out and grasped the lifeless dildo from Karen's limp hand and placed it next to his own burgeoning length. Yes, the dildo was longer, all right, but curiously enough, it was not fatter. Harry Greco's cock was the slightest bit thicker.
Not one word had been spoken since he had walked into the room, and right now there simply seemed no need. At this point, Harry was clearly in command of all their present destinies. He had proven that his penis was still the superior instrument, and Kathy was a little red-faced, knowing he had been able to prove his superiority.
"Off the bed," he said to Kathy.
The blonde girl clambered off the bed.
"Come here!"
She walked over to Harry.
"Turn around!"
She did so.
"Now bend over, honey."
She stood there, not moving, unable to say anything for the moment, her eyes swelling wide open, not able to understand exactly what it was he intended doing.
Harry was not in the mood for delays, and so he swatted her rump solidly with his right hand. He repeated his command.
"Bend over!"
She did so, gripping the edge of the bed with her fingers. Harry spread her thighs wide apart, then he took the dildo and rubbed it between her thighs, making certain she was soaking wet there, and then slowly, delightedly, he began pushing the rubbery plastic between her thighs, inserting it to its full length in the throbbing tunnel of her sucking cunt.
Kathy gasped and wriggled, so Harry thrust a little harder, making certain every last inch of dildo was shoved into her. The force of his thrust made her topple forward onto the bed, and she lay there, face-down, with her thighs spread wide apart, and the dildo's end sticking out of her sodden vagina.
Immediately her two hands snaked out from beneath her body and moved behind her, reaching in an attempt to tug the offending olisbos from her quaking body. Her actions looked like those of a person trying desperately to pull a knife out of his back.
Her attempts were completely futile. Harry made sure her hands didn't touch the dildo by slapping them away. Then he stepped forward and placed one hand in the small of her back, pinning her firmly to the bed, and with his other palm crammed the last little bit of remaining length of the dildo into her cringing cunt.
Kathy gasped, shuddering, feeling a mixture of rapture and fright. Then Harry turned on the vibrating switch, and she immediately jerked vibrantly to life.
Harry lasciviously gloated, "There, you blonde bitch! See how you like feeling that! After all, you were the one who claimed this little toy of yours was better than old Harry's cock. How does it feel in there?"
"Turn it off," Kathy shrieked. "Turn it off!"
"No way, Kathy-baby. You wanted to make comparisons. Well later on you'll be fucked with Harry's cock and you can compare it to the thing you have jerking around in your cunt, right now!"
"Uuuuunnnnhhhh ... pppplllleeeeaaaasssse ..." Kathy begged.
Karen turned away, feeling more than a little embarrassed by what was taking place, and somewhat afraid of Harry. Emotionally, she was suffering with the young, blonde girl, but deep down inside the pit of her belly there was another feeling, a mounting sensation swelling between her own, tightly clamped together thighs that she was unable to name. Lord! This was all so humiliating and degrading, and to think something so obscene was actually able to affect her this way. She knew if she opened her mouth the wrong thing would come out, so she kept silent.
Abruptly, her large round eyes suddenly popped wide open with horror. It was a horror so utterly real she was certain a million tiny rats were scurrying over the length of her totally naked body. A moment later she realized it was only Harry's hand slowly inching its way up the length of her leg. She was completely powerless to resist. Her mind was already shouting out, No! Stop! Don't! But her body seemed unable to cringe away.
Harry's crawling fingers moved higher, reaching into the soft nest of her pubic curls, and once again she felt a quiveringly salacious feeling of fright, mixing and mingling with an internal arousal and excitement, feeling the thrill waft over like a cool breeze on a hot summer day.
"No, Harry, please," she gasped in a low whisper, unable to tear her eyes from Kathy, prone at the foot of the bed, her body jerking and quivering with the vibrating dildo moving inside her, making her rounded buttocks shake like gelatin.
Harry merely smiled. This cunt was his for the rest of the weekend to do with as he pleased, and he intended enjoying it. He already felt the softness of her curling resilient pubic hairs reaching along her thighs, less than an inch from the pouting pink swell of the pussy he had initiated into fucking the previous night. He had her good, and nothing was going to stop him now ... nothing! She was his toy, and he was going to play with her.
She gasped aloud as his moving, seeking fingers began slipping forcefully into the tightly narrow cleft of her clamped-together thighs, finally making convulsive contact with the delicious tender softness of her already wet and hot, beckoningly inviting pink slash. Wasting no time, Harry used his middle finger to rigidly seek out and part the soft, chocolate-brown, pubic curls, moving like an arrow toward its bulls eye, finally plunging somewhat abruptly into the tenderness of her taut, fleshy vaginal sheath, delving ever deeper into her vagina. Reflexively, the beautiful Karen tried clamping her naked thighs even more tightly together, but the time for such action had long passed.
"Uuuuunnnnnhhhhh ... n-o-o-o-o-o ... pllleeeeaaaasssse ..." she gasped mindlessly as her legs unwillingly relaxed without the littlest hesitation almost instantly.
Harry's delving hand rammed like a driving steel wedge between the creamy softness of her tender thighs. There was nothing stopping him now, and the whole of his hand had suddenly fastened on the juicily moist tenderness of the lovely lady's soft, fleshy vaginal folds. His middle finger began probing inquisitively all the way up into the wetness of her sucking feminine warmth, his hungering lips suddenly lowering to her nakedly vulnerable thighs. The lovely girl had been taken totally unaware. Kathy had done this to her the night before, but she had never expected Harry to do this to her. Her astonishment was precisely what Harry had counted on.
Spreading the alabaster tenderness of her thigh-flesh forcefully wide apart, he began kissing his way down to the brown triangle at the quivering base of her shuddering, squirming belly, nibbling tenderly at the sensitive smoothness Of her quivering inner thighs, each gentle nip sending a fresh chill through her quiveringly confused and aroused body.
Turning her head, she saw Kathy had turned over on her back, reaching between her thighs with both hands, and instead of pulling the vibrating dildo from her cunt, she was pushing the instrument in and out, in and out, her naked buttocks pistoning savagely up and down on the impaling organ as her engulfing vaginal lips continued noisily sucking on it.
Karen blinked again, still unsure this entire nightmare was real. Even though he had fingers stuffed into her cunt, Harry was leering as he leaned over Kathy's quivering body like some kind of towering giant. His free hand held his menacing cockshaft very tightly, and he was leering at the blonde girl. Then he turned back to Karen and said, "Look at her, Karen. Hell! I'd be able to shove a pogo stick up there and she would get off on that, as well. She's a natural fucking cunt. What's more, you're also a natural, but you don't realize it, yet. But don't worry, you will."
The sound of his voice was torment in Karen's ears. The look on his face told her he relished the contorted mask of fear that crossed over her face as her eyes now focused on Harry's immensely swollen cock in front of her eyes. He had slipped his fingers from her drooling pussy in order to hold the penis above her face.
Karen wanted to say something but her voice caught in her throat. The words simply didn't want to come out, and she found herself unable to take her eyes from the throbbingly hard, fleshy instrument for even a moment. Deep down she realized the man was probably right. Though she was frightened at the moment, she knew full well her body was seethingly aroused and filled with desire, though it was for Harry's cock, and not for Harry, the man.
Lord! That was one big cock! She wondered how she had taken that monster into her body, last night.
"Harry ..." she finally gasped, whimpering. "Please ... don't hurt me."
Karen found herself unable to move, totally paralyzed with the fear of what the man intended doing. She knew he was going to fuck her again, just as he had done the previous night, but she also knew he was going to be less gentle this time, if what he had done the previous night was something one described as being gentle. She also realized she wasn't even going to try and stop him. Her mind kept repeating that Harry Greco always kept his word. He had already ripped her virginity from her, and he had promised her the full use of Kathy in her department to help straighten everything out in the coming week so she would be able to pass the quarterly inspection coming the following week. She needed him, and so she was going to submit to whatever indignities he intended subjecting her to.
So complete was her blind obedience, she lay naked before him like an excited young Aphrodite as he once again fell to his knees, panting like a starved animal over her.
Once more she spread the softness of her white thighs wide apart, acutely aware of the pressure of Harry's obscenely groping lips kissing the flat plane of her tender belly before starting to nibble their way down the soft, hair-covered slope between her widely splayed, naked thighs.
Harry knelt before her like the hungry savage he was, salaciously licking his lips lewdly in vibrant anticipation of the thrilling orgiastic feast to come as the velvety pink folds of her simmering vagina were now presented to his avaricious eyes like a gourmet dinner.
With his large hands pressed flatly between the quivering pillars of her thighs, Harry spread the soft, fleshy flanges of her shudderingly vulnerable vaginal cleft with his digging thumbs, pulling them slowly, tortuously apart, drawing the puffy lips more and more open to expose the moistly coral slash to his cruel and hungering gaze. He stared at it greedily for a moment, and then, with an animal-like groan, he buried his head between her soft thighs and he began probing with his swirling tongue into the spasmodically sodden, throbbingly warm depths of her suckingly violated pussy.
A long, low, almost deep and soulful moan escaped from the lovely Karen's lips as her rounded asscheeks ground anxiously down into the bed again in a hopelessly futile attempt to escape the maddening assault on the interior of her defenselessly invaded vagina.
"Uuuunnnnhhhh ... Godddddddd ... hhhhaaaannnnhhhhh!" she gasped, whimpering erotically, unable to keep her eyes from staring between her thighs at the way Harry was lapping her. Kathy had been soft and tender and gentle about it, making her feel secure when she had lapped her pussy. Harry was a hungrily growling bear, ravishing her cunt, pressing his mouth against it as if he intended digging his teeth into her vaginal flesh at any time. She was terrified he would tear her pink flesh from between her thighs at any moment, and so she pushed with her hands in an attempt to move him away.
Harry's only reply was to lick even more frantically at the seethingly moist, sodden vaginal opening, his tongue seeking out and finding her erectly upstanding little clitoris. Gripping it firmly between his pulling lips, he proceeded to slap his tongue tightly around the tiny, turgidly throbbing little button. She squirmed and writhed helplessly as he hungrily, savagely nibbled at her assaulted loins, continually pulling and slurping on the little pulsing node, rolling it tenderly and sensitively between his lips and teeth, feeling her trembling body quiver helplessly beneath his oral touch.
Karen was more desperate than ever, still afraid Harry was going to orally maul her, but once again her own body betrayed her, and her shudderingly quivering cuntal flesh screamed to her brain that it wanted and needed fulfillment. Ripple after ripple of shiveringly delightful pleasure surged through her obscenely defiled body, and she realized after awhile that though Harry was rougher than Kathy, he wasn't going to harm her ... at least not this way.
Knowledgeably now, the licking man intensified his oral attack, his darting, stabbing tongue slashing through the pink, puffy inner labia, tasting her sweet flesh as his oral organ snaked deep into her, teasing the wetly sodden depths of her heatedly throbbing vaginal sheath. His tongue continued flicking hungrily, swirling maddeningly through her as he scoured the sweet walls of her delightfully tender vaginal dell.
Karen realized she was once again caught up in a sexual trap. Her body was anxiously clamoring for more, more, more, and she was in no position to deny herself, especially since Harry was giving her body precisely what it seemed to want.
The hungrily sucking man was very proud of himself. The previous night he'd had to force this woman to do as he wished before she had finally come around to enjoying what he was doing. Not so, this time. This time she was giving of herself willingly. Hell! If he weren't married already, he would have made her a permanent mistress. Even now, as he lapped, he considered convincing her to let him come to her home at least one night a week and perpetrate more of these wonderful outrages on her shuddering body. A few more seconds and she would be so completely under his spell she would do anything and everything he wanted. God! She was one enticing little bitch!
Her cunt had been terrific the previous night, and once again he wanted to bury the full length of his staff inside it. It had been a long, long time since he had fucked a pussy this tight. Afterward, when he recovered, he would fuck Kathy and see just how good she was. Right now, it was Karen's sweet cunt for which he clamored, and he felt the uncontrollable urge to shove his throbbing cock into the nave of her cunt. Hell! He would wait just a little longer, until he had her begging for it, and then, by heaven, he was going to fuck her with even more verve than the previous night.
Pushing her delightful legs up and back, he probed with his worming tongue, first sinking it in and out of her clutching pink pussy, then down into the narrow valley of her buttocks until he found the tightly puckered ring of her sodden anus. Then, probing with his tongue against the tight little opening, moving it like the tongue of a lizard snapping at a fly, he flicked the tip into her forbidden nether depths.
This unexpected attack brought forth a gasping moan of shuddering delight from between the helpless girl's parted lips, her eyes clenching tightly shut as she realized this was something not even Kathy had done. Her teeth bared slightly as the new agonizing sensation rippled excitingly through her nakedly quivering torso.
"Ooooonnnnhhhh! God! Aaaannnnhhhh! What are you ... uuuunnnnhhhh ... doooooiiiinnnnng ... aaaannnngggghhhh ... uunngghh ..." she gasped, squirming and writhing, though she wasn't sure whether she was moving to escape the tongue or to have it probe all the more deeply into her anus.
Harry's only verbal reply was a deep-throated chuckle and then yet another searing stab into the tightness of her narrow rectal ring. Christ! She was as clean as possible, even there.
Karen sobbed helplessly under this new, depraved attack, realizing with gradually passing moments that in spite of any gnawing shame or humiliation she might have felt, her body was going to continually disobey her mind. She had lost all control over herself. Her firmly undulating rear cheeks began uncontrollably jerking forward against the thrusting probe of Harry's tongue as delicious ecstasy rippled through her raw, vulnerable nerve-endings.
She realized she was unable to withstand this any longer, and then it came to her that she was being ridiculous even trying to fight such a feeling. Common sensically she understood she was being totally controlled by her inner insatiable demon of overpoweringly wanton lust. As long as she was in this house she was Harry's to do with as he pleased because somehow or other what pleased him also pleased her.
Her wantonly aroused and churning body was continuing to spasmodically twitch, her broad, gyrating young hips grinding themselves uncontrollably and with slow abandoned need firmly against the pressure of his continually thrusting tongue. There was no reason for her to refuse to accept what the man was doing to her, even if it went against every moral teaching she had ever learned. Morality didn't help her with her job, and morality didn't put bread on the table.
Reaching down, she found his stringy hair and tightly gripped it with her grasping fingers as with a low, soul-stirring moan from the depths of her bubbling breast, she began tugging his mouth firmly against the openness of her naked, needing loins. Forgotten for the moment were all thoughts of Kathy and the vibrating dildo she had crammed in her own vagina. Forgotten were all thoughts of work and why she had come here in the first place. Forgotten was any thought of humiliation or degradation or anything other than the lust in her. All that really mattered now were the constantly incredible, delicious waves of thrilling pleasure continually coursing through her shuddering body like fiery cactus needles, constantly piercing her tortured and anguished self, if thrills and delight were to be considered torture.
Harry was once again aware of her total, unconditional surrender, and with a vicious smirk, he pulled his tongue from her anal opening and once again sank it into the soggy depths of quivering warmth that was her heatedly clasping vaginal sheath. Her silken soft pelvic hairs continued brushing sensuously against his forehead as he continued sinking and burrowing between the tightness of her smoothly yielding thighs, her buttocks grinding with a slow erotic cadence against the lewdness of his buried face.
Karen was once again Harry's, solely and completely, and there was no question about it. The man excitedly watched her wriggle her flaming little pussy into his hungering face. It wouldn't be much longer now before he rammed his aching hardness into the depths of her tightly squeezing little belly of hers, emptying his load of burning seminal fluid into the deepest, farthest recesses of her impaled cunt. She had proved beyond the shadow of a doubt she was a cunt well worth fucking, and his was the cock that was going to fuck it, filling it full of his spermless fluid. Afterward, when he fucked Kathy, he would let her play with the dildo and realize how much better a real cock was.
He looked at Kathy, still lying across the foot of the bed, and he smiled. She was unable to reach her satisfaction with the vibrating dildo moving in and out of her tightly sucking pussy. She was fucking herself with it more and more rapidly now, but Harry knew, for all the vibration in it, it lacked the essential pulsations of a real penis. Before he was through with both these women the two of them would be begging him for more and more of his cock.
Meanwhile Karen continued writhing and wriggling as she kept on bucking under the maddening oral attack of the grey-haired Harry's flicking tongue. Her arousal was now so great, it seemed her pounding heart was about to burst right through her two full, firm breasts.
Her lovely head rose from the pillow beneath and she stared down between her obscenely raised thighs, her eyes tightly locked on Harry's lined and contorted face, her clasping hands locking very tightly behind his head as she pulled his lashing, pleasure-giving tongue deeper and deeper into her anxious pussy. To Karen, it seemed as if this wonderful sucking of her vagina was going to go on forever, but abruptly the man pulled his head from her restraining, clasping grip and rose to his knees between her lasciviously opened thighs.
Closing her eyes tightly for the moment, Karen closed out the sight of Harry's licentious, slavering stare into her vaginal opening as he gazed delightedly at her exposed nakedness. The sight of him this way would only remind her she was his slave.
"Now we're gonna fuck, baby," he told her. "But this time we'll change the position a little. Roll over onto your belly."
Karen, afraid to argue with him, turned onto her stomach. At his instigation, she came up on her knees, her thighs wide open, her full white breasts dangling down beneath her, wobbling from side to side as her chest heaved and she fought for breath. She didn't say anything, knowing anything she might have said would have been superfluous. Her belly was still quivering with the memory of Harry's tongue delving into her sucking vagina. The sensation had been so overpowering, she was already imagining the feeling of his throbbing cock sinking deep inside her.
"Spread those thighs a little wider, honey, 'cause old Harry is coming into your cunt," he told her.
Quivering with a strange mixture of anticipation and fright, the lovely brown-haired Karen spread her slender thighs as wide apart as possible in the kneeling position. She tried looking behind her to see if she was able to see Kathy, but she wasn't. It didn't much matter, anyway. This was all that really counted. Her moistly heated vaginal lips seemed to quiver and quake with insatiable hunger, puckering eagerly and anxiously as she awaited the thick penis that would once again spread them even wider apart with deliciously searing pain.
Leaning over the body of the lovely brown-haired woman, Harry reached forward and gripped her left shoulder with his left hand, while using his right hand, he gripped his throbbing cock and brought it solidly between the receptively parted pink aperture of her spread thighs. Using his swollen, blood filled penile head to separate the lips of her vaginal entry way, he slowly inched his throbbing loins forward until the tip of his heavily pulsating member was pressed solidly against her moistly ready vaginal opening.
Karen looked straight ahead at the pillow directly below her, and then she tightly shut her eyes with a shuddering chill as she was well aware of the thickness of the immensely insistent organ making warm, wet contact with the lust-inflamed edges of her seething, damply clinging vagina. She held her breath for what seemed like forever and he kneeled there, perfectly unmoving, waiting impatiently for the agonizing pleasure-pain of his entry. She knew there still had to be some pain because she was not yet accustomed to his tremendous breadth. Even so, she was unprepared when he finally ploughed into her.
"Aaaaannnngggghhhh ... hhhhuuuunnnngggghhhh!" she gasped as she felt the heavy pressure of his penile knob against her tight, fleshy sheath increase, slowly parting and spreading her resiliently elastic vaginal lips.
"Here it comes, honey," he panted.
"Aaaaannnngggghhhh ... oooonnnngggghhhh!" was all she was able to reply as his penile tip slipped between her vulva. She realized this kneeling position made her tight cunt even tighter, and the cock was painfully stretching her tight, rubbery opening until she felt as if her thighs were starting to split apart from the continually relentless pressure.
Harry purposely held back, wanting to tease her a little, an evil, leering grin spreading across his face as he stared down at the arched back of the helpless woman who had delivered herself into his hands in order to save her job. He had to admit the sight of her, sprawled so salaciously beneath him on her knees, was arousing to him. Christ! It was more than he was able to withstand. Jesus! Those round asscheeks of hers were so luscious-looking. He had to fuck her ... yeah, he had to fuck her, right now!
Slamming forward, he listened as his thighs slapped against the rounded cheeks of her buttocks. At the same time the tips of her nipples brushed against the sheet beneath her as he slammed his solidly throbbing cock all the way into her, the enormous hardened penile length tearing into the tightness of her heatedly cringing cunt with the force of a ten-ton truck, pushing the tenderly pliable walls before it in rippling accordion-like waves. There was no stopping the powerfully thrusting cock until its weighty testicles slapped very heavily into the sodden lips of her wet vagina and his pelvis ground itself against the split between her lovely asscheeks.
"Eeeeeyyyyaaaannnngggghhhh!" she grunted, panting weakly beneath him. There was pain, but it was such a wonderful pain, and once again she was completely filled.
He lay perfectly still for a moment, his leering face looming over her nape, and neither one of them made a sound for a long while. Then Karen felt the unmistakable throb of his turgidly swelling cock buried to the depths in her trembling belly. It jerked yet another half-inch into her as Harry cruelly flexed the pulsating member.
"Unnnnhhhh ... you're ... aaaannnnhhhh ... hurting me ..." she gasped out breathlessly, her face tightly contorting, her body feeling the heaviness of the pain.
"Yeah, well that tight little pussy of yours is gonna need a lotta stretching, honey," Harry told her, "and I have just the cock to do it," he said, emphasizing "cock" by flexing his penis inside her again.
"Gggghhhaaauuunnnggghhh!" the helpless woman groaned even more deeply this time, the muscular cords in her neck standing out in bold relief from the agonizing pressure of her natural resistance to what was happening to her.
"Tell me, Karen," he gasped, "do you like the feel of my cock?"
She didn't reply.
Harry then ground his hips forward in an attempt to prompt an answer out of her, burying his swollenly throbbing organ a little deeper inside her tightly clinging vaginal sheath.
"Haaaannnggghhh ... don't ... Harry ... don't hurt me!" she begged.
She found herself quickly losing control over her feelings, her body starting to react involuntarily. She relaxed a little, and the pain in her tight cunt immediately lessened. She relaxed a little more, and it almost totally faded away, while the pleasure building up in her continued enhancing. The lascivious ravages of delighted passion continued burning through her shuddering body as she realized she was indeed a total sexual animal, just as Kathy had pointed out. Fighting it, she was fighting herself.
Karen felt the searing flames of burning desire continuing to blow ever hotter as Harry continued mercilessly skewering his cock deeper and deeper into her, slithering his pulsating hardness into her hungrily nibbling vagina in a slow erotic rhythm that rapidly engulfed her entire physical being.
Her slender legs suddenly snaked out and he had to lift her up and bring her back to her knees to keep her from falling to the bed. Harry increased the violent plundering thrusts, constantly burrowing and ploughing his urgently pounding and slamming hardness to the throbbing hilt in the depths of her wetly trembling cunt.
Slaving over the deliciously responding woman, Harry now began suddenly moving his throbbing cock into a longer, smoother stroke that brought the thrusting organ almost all the way out of her cunt on the backstroke, then plunged solidly forward on the slamming in-stroke. He continued to thrust solidly into the tightness of her uplifted cunt, listening with pleasure to the feel of his dangling balls slapping against the bud of her clitoris, getting wetter and wetter from the ooze dripping from between her thighs.
Quivering with delight himself, Harry began hurrying his own stroke, plowing hot and deep into her tightly squirming, thrashing loins. Her nails began digging sharply, painfully into his back as soft, soul-stirring moans tumbled from her half-parted lips.
He knew from the way she was reacting she was almost there, and he clenched his own buttocks all the more tightly together in a violently determined effort to hold back the seething flood of heavy spermless liquid boiling in his body while her constant gasping moans turned into a single, long continuous cry. It was a single, mournful cry for fulfillment.
"AAAAIIIIYYYYEEEE AAAAGGGGHHHHUUUUNNNNGGGG ... HHHHAAAARRRRGGGGHH ... UUUUGGGGHHHHAAAAUUU ... WWWWAAGGGGHHHH!" she shrieked, her body stiffening as she bounced up and down on her knees again and again.
The tightening pressure of her vulva around his cock was enough to set Harry screaming, as his own cock began erupting with seminal lava.
"YYYYEEEE ... AAARRRGGGGHHUUUNNNNGGGGHHHHAAAGGGHHH!" he bellowed, his own voice drowning out the screech of Kathy, who had fallen to the floor and was still pumping the vibrating dildo in and out of her cunt.
In almost no time the feelings began to subside, and Harry collapsed on top of Karen until he had regained his strength.