swimming!' And he shoved his prick to its deepest possible penetration, his entire weight centered on driving his cock ever deeper.
'Fuck me! Fuck me!' Valerie cried, no longer caring that the man was her husband's father. Her pleasure had gone too far for that.
Abruptly, she felt the length of his cock swell hotly within her. For an instant they both seemed to freeze. His quickly pulsing cock was buried to the hilt in the hot grip of her swat. And this motionless penetration held her own mad ecstasy at a delirious pinnacle of excitement.
Then, with agonizing slowness, he withdrew the fat log of his cock, his watery blue eyes squinted shut in apparent pun. Suddenly, and so forcefully that it knocked the wind out of her for a moment, he plunged into her again. She felt his glans stretch the entrance to her womb, followed instantly by a powerful splatter of sperm scalding her innermost walls. This was followed by another spattering jet almost as powerful as the first. Then, as her father-in-law ground himself mercilessly against her, she felt the slick welling of his sperm foaming into her in wave upon wave of liquid heat.
Her cunt muscles clamped down on his jetting cock, but he only seemed to plow deeper into her. And she realized that it was now too late to do anything about the flood of fertile juice that pooled within her cunt.
While his cock was still spurting inside of her, Richard pulled his head back a little, gazed down at her frightened eyes, and ground his bristly face against her cheeks as his tongue fucked in and out of her startled mouth.
Her orgasm was still ebbing through her flooded cunt and she couldn't stop herself from sucking back at his tongue, rubbing her perspiring tits against his hairy chest, and locking her legs once more around his thighs, pumping her overflowing cunt up at him even though she could feel his cock softening within her.
'I knew you'd be a hot piece of ass,' he said to her.
'Don't talk,' she gasped. 'Just fuck me.'
Richard snorted, then pulled back from her, his chest making a sticky smack as he lifted himself from his daughter-in-law's sweaty breasts. His cock made a disgusting sound as it plopped free of her clutching labia.
'Give me a minute,' he said, looking down at her as he scratched at his sticky balls. 'It takes a while for it to get hard again, you know.'
'You can untie me now,' she said, looking away from his naked body. 'I won't try to get away.'
'I don't think you will,' he said, ambling around the coffee table to free her hands. 'You were really getting with it there.'
When he unsnapped the belt from her wrists, Valerie sat up on the coffee table. Her buttocks slipped in the spilled residue of sperm and her own juices, which were leaking from her widely stretched cunt. She rubbed at her wrists, still refusing to look at him, her mind racing over the possible avenues of escape.
'I had a dream the other night,' he said, flopping down naked on the couch with the brandy bottle in his hand. 'About you it was.'
'Really?' she asked sarcastically.
'Yeah. Now, if you're still hot for some more of the old pecker here, there's something you can do to speed the hardening process along.'
For the first time since he had freed her, she looked at him over her shoulder. 'And what might that be?' she asked. 'You could have a heart attack doing this kind of thing, you know.' She wondered if she could make it to the bedroom door before he could catch her. Casually, she inched forward on the coffee table until she was facing the open bedroom door.
'You ever give Jim a blowjob?' he asked her.
'What?'
'You know. A blowjob. Give him a little head. Suck him off.'
Valerie sighed with disgust. 'No,' she said dryly. 'Did you?'
'Blow Jim?' he asked incredulously.
'No,' she said, sighing again. 'I mean, do you ever eat your wife out, or whatever you call it?' She was surprised to see him blush. As soon as she got the strength back in her legs, she'd bolt for the bedroom door.
After a moment he looked up at her. 'You want me to eat you out, is that it?'
Valerie closed her thighs. 'No,' she said. 'I was just curious.'
'You didn't answer my question,' he said.
'Yes, I did,' she replied. 'And anyway, that's none of your business.'
'I want you to blow me,' he said.
Valerie couldn't help stealing a look at his wilted cock. The very idea of putting her mouth on that organ, especially after he had just fucked her with it, made her sick to her stomach.
'I don't think so,' she said.
Unexpectedly, Richard stood up. Valerie backed away a little on the couch. She had to tip her head back to look at him, otherwise his cock was almost exactly at eye level. She could smell the musky fragrance of their mingled juices reeking from his sticky organ.
'Suck me a little,' he said. 'I'll get hard then, and we can fuck again. That's what we did in my dream.'
She felt his cock bob against her shoulder, but she kept herself from flinching.
'Sit down,' she said. 'Drink your blackberry brandy. I don't want to blow you. Some other day.'
'Don't be cute with me,' he said, touching her cheek with his juice-stained fingers. 'Your lips were made to suck cock, sweetheart.'
She felt his fingers tighten cruelly on her throat. I could push him down maybe, she thought, and make a run for it.
'Blow me,' he said, trying to pull her mouth against the fleshy arch of his limber cock. 'Just a little.'
'Not now,' she said, trying to bat his hand away. 'I'm tired. You just about fucked me silly!'
But his dark hands closed tighter on her throat, pulling her closer to him. Her cheek brushed the sticky head of his cock and she could see her breath stirring the sperm-coated mat of his pubic hair.
'You're hurting me, Mr. Davis!' she croaked.
'Blow me,' he demanded.
Too late she realized that she could not get away from him. She could have screamed, she knew, but she was not even sure that anyone would hear her. Most of the people in the neighborhood weren't even home at this hour; and, even if someone did hear her, she wasn't sure that she could stand the scandal of incestuous rape. Her separation from Jim had almost been enough to cause her Catholic parents to stop talking to her.
'Blow me!' he repeated. 'I want it to be just like it was in my dream.'
'Were you choking me in your dream, too?' she asked, her throat vibrating against his fingers.
But when he released her throat, she could only stare at his slightly reddened cock, which was only inches from her face.
'Go away,' she said. 'If I do it, will you just go away and leave me alone?'
'I'm going to fuck you when I get hard again,' he said.
'And after that?'
'I don't know. We'll talk about that when the time comes.'
'No deal,' she said. 'If I blow you, you're getting the hell out of here. And if I so much as ever see you near here again, I'm calling the police.'
'You wouldn't do that. You wouldn't want anybody to know.'
'Try me,' she said.
'Yeah, well blow me first, though. Then I'll go. Only you gotta do it like in the dream.'
'And how was that?' she asked exasperatedly.
Richard backed away from her, checking her eyes to see if she was planning to trick him. 'Don't try to get away, okay?'
Valerie shrugged her shoulders and glanced down at her naked body. 'Where could I run to like this?' she asked him.
'Okay,' he said. 'You get on your knees in front of me over here,' he explained. 'And you play with me while you're sucking me off. Understand?'
Valerie took a last glance at the bedroom door. Her father-in-law was blocking the way. 'That must've been some dream,' she said, shaking her head.
