'Oh God,' he gasped. 'I need you so bad, Dianne.'
She squeezed his prick harder while she milked it and wrapped her upper leg over his thigh, pulling him even tighter to her. She shouldn't be so cruel to him, she thought, feeling the slippery wetness of the lubricating fluid that had seeped from the tip of his cock onto her hand. Once, she had loved him with all her heart… but he'd betrayed her, used her, and for that she'd never forgive him… could never, never forgive him… Now he was her tool, the shoes had been reversed, and nothing was going to change that… nothing! She was throwing him a bone and he was satisfied… Mustn't lose her head… Use him! Use him!
'Now, Mark… I'm ready,' she said hoarsely. She let loose of his cock and rolled onto her back, planting her feet onto the bed, raising her knees and spreading her thighs wide.
'Yes…' he rasped. 'Anything you want, Baby. Anything…'
She watched him scurry between her teasingly spread legs, dropping flat on his belly, his head only inches above her warm, palpitating vaginal slit. He looked up between her proudly erect breasts and smiled at her raised face.
'Do it, for God's sake!' she snapped excitedly. 'Don't look at my face, lick my cunt!'
It occurred to Mark Coleman at that precise moment that he hadn't seen his dominating, blackmailing, power-hungry wife this hot for his lovemaking in many a moon. He continued to smile as he slowly dropped his eyes to the feast she lay before him on the golden tray of her honey colored, silken haired loins, the pink, dewy flesh of her partially hidden slit sending new shivers of anticipation spiraling along his spine. He noted where the delicious narrow split started at the bottom of her smooth white belly to slice downward erotically through to the rounded cream-white orbs of her buttocks, these slightly raised and rotating sensuously, expectantly, just inches from his lips.
'Damn you! What're you waiting for… Do it! Please, Mark… do it…!'
Mark particularly heard the word please. He lay the palms of his hands high on the insides of her quivering thighs right at their juncture point, so that with his thumbs he could spread the soft, velvety lips of her hairlined cunt. Slowly then and with tantalizing purpose, he spread open the ragged, pink flanges before him, until its jeweled, flushed delicacy lay exposed completely to the hunger of his lust-mounting desire. Greedily, his eyes gulped in the breathtaking sight, wild spasms of passion jolting through him. He ground his cock feverishly into the satiny material of the coverlet.
'Christ!' he choked.
'Oh, oh, my Darling… don't make me wait any longer…' he heard her plead passionately.
He was in some kind of dream! He gaped at the wide-spread coral aperture glistening wetly with the viscous dew of carnal greed exciting her. It actually twitched and squirmed in its exposed intricate delicacies. For one brief moment he thought of himself as master again. He raised his head and stared at her.
'Beg me!' he blurted.
'Oh… oh… Mark, please… do it… do something… anything…'
'Beg me!'
'Oh… I-I beg you, my darling. Lick it! Suck it! I love you! Please… don't make me wait any longer, my lover…'
He didn't. He could no longer endure the abstinence himself. He dropped his head and plunged the full length of his wet, salacious tongue into the quivering warm depths of her tightly clasping cunt.
She howled. 'Oh… Oooohhhh my Goddddd! Yes… yesssss… do it to me, Mark darling. Suck it! Lick it! Bite it! Chew it alive! I can't stand it, my love! I can't stand it!'
Mark felt her hands clutched at his head, her fingers entwining tightly in his hair; she moaned and gasped, hauling his face forcefully into the now wide-spread, wet, pink slit of her necteral cunt. He sensed the movements of her head flailing back and forth on the pillow above as he speared his hot tongue up into the warm velvety depths of her dilating vagina. She ground her hips uncontrollably into the softness of the bed, writhing and squirming, little animal-like mewlings escaping from between clenched teeth, then would raise her crotch up to him, pressing his face into the silken down enflamed crevice, its sensitive, hot vaginal walls opening and closing in a moist sucking motion around his thrusting tongue as if independent of the rest of her luscious body.
By God, he thought, if ever he had this twenty-four year old gorgeous witch in his power, it was right at that moment. She was completely unbridled, and growing wilder with each passing moment as she strove toward climax. It occurred to him then that he didn't intend for that to happen to her right away, or else his domination might come to an abrupt end. He withdrew his long probing tongue and licked upward through the snug, yet opened, wet slit, flicking its tip as it went, circling the quivering distended clitoris, then, engulfing all with his lips, sucking, drawing the warm soft folds deep into the hot cavern of his mouth, while his tongue maintained its maddening licking against the straining plexus of her womanhood.
'Oh, my God… Darling…! You're beautiful… wonderful! I love you!' she gasped. 'Ohhhhh… suck it… lick it! Don't stop… don't ever stop!'
Mark grinned inwardly to himself, raising his eyes to lock on her ecstatically contorted face, her head still flailing slowly at a set rhythmic pace as her fingers clutched tighter into his hair and she tried to direct his hungrily sucking mouth to the small elastic opening of her hungrily clenching vagina. His hands moved upward over the white flatness of her belly to the full round firmness of her quivering breasts, cupping harshly into their fleshy softness, his fingers rolling the hardened nipples between them furiously, treating them almost cruelly, the way, he knew, she preferred.
Suddenly, Dianne felt him lifting her legs and folding them back until her knees touched her tingling breasts; his hands pressed at the backs of her knees, raising her wide-spread, completely exposed genitals to his wild tongue and sucking mouth, and it was then that she felt the hot, wet contact of his tongue with her tight, puckered anus, laving and probing at the sensitive, rubbery little opening to send maddening sensations of rapture coursing through her trembling, lust-filled body. She couldn't remember when she'd enjoyed such irresistible erotic pleasure. God, she'd almost forgotten how good he could be. Again, his tongue shot into the vaginal hole of her seething cunt and she cried out with bliss.
'Oooohhhhhhh! Yes… yesss… Damn, oh damn! Turn around! I want your cock, Darling! I want to taste it! Hurry!'
He did, hardly losing contact with his mouth at the wet palpitating split in her crotch while greedily, Dianne curled around his swollen prick jutting down between his legs, raised her head and with her ovaled month wide, encircled it hungrily with warm lips, trying to capture its entire length in her anxiously salivating mouth.
In her stimulated desire she sucked it so deeply into the hot, saliva filled cavern that it nearly choked her, but she twisted her head enough to catch her breath then began feverishly running her tongue up and down the soft underside, feeling it throb and pulse to her touch and tasting the pungent tang of the seeping lubricating fluid oozing from the split in its tip. She cupped his balls affectionately in the soft palms of her small hands while tiny explosions of lust burst insanely in her brain, and he moved up and down, in and out of her face in cadence to his lashing, probing tongue in her searing cunt below.
Her husband, the thirty-four year old Senator oh, what a splendid, beautiful cock he had… what a shallow man… she hated him… she loved him… these thoughts raced crazily, wildly through her mind as she sucked with fury at his hard rod of flesh embedded deeply in her throat, while he slaved with wet sucking sounds at her naked loin, his hands beneath and clutching the soft rounded cheeks of her buttocks as he burrowed his tongue deeper and deeper into her wet and salaciously quivering pussy.
It occurred to her then, that she was losing all control, that she was acting like a subjugated woman, becoming completely overpowered by his masculine dominance. And that, she couldn't let happen… never, never again! God, he had even made her beg! The bastard! The beautiful, stupid bastard! She despised him! She owned the secret that controlled his cursed soul… She owned him! He would grovel in slime and filth if she so ordered! He was her puppet and she pulled the strings! He'd follow her plans to the letter because he dared not do otherwise! They'd compromise the judge through his luscious, precious niece… and in the bargain she'd have her Phillip… all in one fell swoop…! Oh God! Her cunt was afire with the licking flames of lust and passion consuming her! Suddenly, she felt his finger working at the tiny puckered ring of her anus. Her breath quickened excitedly and she forgot everything as abruptly, he pushed into it with a quick, slippery movement and she felt his long, thick finger sliding right up inside her rectum to the very palm of his big extended hand.
'Agggghhhh,' she grunted around his expanding prick in her mouth, her lips and tongue stopping their gentle caressing, his sudden invasion of her anal passage causing her climax to rage toward its pinnacle. She felt his
