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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Breast Inspector
Part: 1 of 1
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Keywords: (MF cheat oral anal)
Language: English


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   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that responsibility
is insane.  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up shit.....They'd
danced around her tits for years.  Saturday was the day !  It's when you're
least expecting it that shit often happens...At least that's the way it
seems to me...All of us have the opportunity to take multiple chances in
life...And remember, it's always our choice that reaps the rewards or the
bitter taste of defeat...Our choice.  Choose carefully !

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.  Any
public figures mentioned are for back ground and time line purposes only.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   The Breast Inspector

   (MF cheat oral anal)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   A Friday Night Party in the Las Vegas Valley

   Beatrice Baety wandered through the crowd on the patio, toward the bar
set up in the backyard.  Joe had left her with the hostess at the front
door and she could see he was already swigging his first beer.  There were
seven other couples who gathered at odd times of the year to celebrate
whatever !?  Most of them were here tonight.

   She was talking with several wives when they came out of the house on to
the patio.  The hostess was still with them.  Terrance and Glenda Trenton.
Beatrice turned back to the ladies she was talking with but it wasn't long
before he came to greet her.  He always went out of his way to greet her
first.

   Beatrice could feel Terrance's hands on her waist, his thumbs resting on
the sides of her enormous breasts.  She was wearing a blouse that showed
very little cleavage tonight but she was sure he would get a good look down
as far as he could.  Now, though, it was just his hands on her waist,
squeezing just a little and his thumbs rubbing back and forth on the sides
of her breasts.  His mouth just below her ear.  She could feel his warm
breath on her neck when he spoke.

   "And how are you tonight, Beatrice ?  You look and feel wonderful." He
whispered.  She turned to greet him and he must have spent four or five
seconds staring at her breasts before he met her eyes.  She felt herself
blush and her nipples started to become turgid.  He excited her and she was
nowhere near as good looking as the other wives.

   Short with very dark hair, cut short up around her ears.  She wore
glasses and had a thick figure at forty-six.  Her forearms were covered
with a down of dark hair and if she didn't take care of it she'd have a
mustache.  But her breasts were enormous udders of flesh that without a bra
would hang down to her waist nearly.  They would almost rest on the spare
tire that was forming around her waist.  And her butt was quite padded.

   "Up here, Terrance."

   *****

   She was leaning over the ordurve table when Terrance made his second
move.  Beatrice Beaty turned him on for no other reason than her humongous
tits.  He wanted to see them, touch them, taste them and best of all bury
his dick between them until he blew a load all over them.  He was getting a
woody right now just watching her lean over the table, her tits hanging
down, her plump butt tight against her jeans.

   She was alone when Terrance approached.  He stood right behind her as
she was tasting some chicken.  He leaned over her right shoulder and took a
good look down her cleavage, deep and dark.  He wanted to throw some light
on it.

   "How's the chicken, Beatrice ?" He whispered.

   "How's the view, perv ?" She answered.

   "Wonderful, Beatrice.  When you gonna give me a private showing ?  We
could go outside, in the back ?  Everyone is inside."



   "Not private enough." That she'd had enough to drink to say this should
have been a warning.  They had flirted for years and it all revolved around
her breasts.  At first she was embarrassed but then came to expect it the
few times they saw each other during the year.  And "Yes !" At some of
these parties she'd worn a blouse or dress that showed a lot of cleavage
and breast meat.

   On those occasions Terrance would come home afterward and fuck Glenda
several times.  Usually ending with Glenda on her knees and Terrance giving
it to her from behind while staring at his wife's plump, white butt cheeks,
fantasizing about fucking Beatrice's humongous, white titties.

   *****

   Couples were getting up and getting ready to leave.  Joe was still
outside, talking with the guys.  Terrance was moving toward her, his eyes
zeroed in on her breasts.  He looked up.  She smiled at him.  He smiled
back.

   "Joe told me he's gonna be gone for the rest of the weekend, golfing in
Palm Springs.  Glenda's heading down to the outlet malls in Barstow
tomorrow.  She'll be gone all day.  I might give you a call tomorrow to see
if you're free ?" He leaned down to give her a peck on the cheek while his
hands squeezed her waist and his thumbs massaged the undersides of her
breasts.

   He seemed to stand closer tonight.  She could smell his aftershave.  It
lasted a lot longer than usual and he did press his chest against her
breasts.  Terrance turned and looked for Glenda.  She was gonna get a
workout tonight.

   Saturday

   Beatrice was just departing the two-fifteen at Warm Springs when her
phone rang.  She divided her attention as she dug through her purse to find
it.  As soon as she saw who it was she broke out in goose bumps, all over.
She started to perspire immediately, felt wetness under her arms and where
her braless breasts hung down on to her rib cage.

   She'd only worn a thin house coat over her PJs, a large, short sleeved
night shirt with a pair of flimsy shorts.  She felt naked.  She opened the
phone.

   "Terrance, is that you ?"

   "You on the way home ?"

   "Yea.  Where are you ?" The connection was lost.

   Terrance hung up.  He'd just entered the Baety's back yard and was
walking around the pool.  It was crystal clear and he imagined taking a
swim with Beatrice after he fucked the living shit out of her.  He was
wearing just a pair of sweat pants and a "T" shirt.  Well, flip-flops, too.
But no underwear.  He grabbed his half turgid member.  It was strong this
morning even after fucking Glenda twice last night.  Well, one of them was
a blow job.  God !  How he wanted to feel Beatrice's lips on his cock.

   The sliding glass door on the patio that led into the house was
unlocked. He opened it and slipped inside.  He was through the living room
and down the hall in seconds.  Their bed was unmade and all mussed up.  He
wondered if her husband gave her some bone last night.  Seconds turned him
on even more.  He grabbed his cock as he pulled open some dresser drawers.

   Found them !  Her bras and they were huge.  He looked at a label. 
Forty-four, E cup !  Fuck these were big tits.  Terrance put the bra back
in the drawer and backed out of the bedroom.  He could see himself giving
her the bone in their mussed up bed, driving his cock in and out of what he
imagined was a very hairy snatch.

   He waited for her on the patio.  A while later he heard the garage door
coming up.  By then his cock was quite visible in his sweat pants.  He gave
it a couple of squeezes before he got up.  He was standing at the sliding
glass door when she entered from the garage.

   Beatrice was putting away her purse and thankful that Terrance's car
wasn't parked in the driveway or in front of the house.  She turned and
froze.  There he was on the patio, just outside the sliding glass doors.

   Terrance pulled the door open and stepped into the den.  Her house coat
came only to mid-thigh.  He wondered if she was naked underneath it ?  Her
eyes were open wide.  She was surprised.  He moved further into the room.

   "I'm the city breast inspector, mame.  Some of your neighbors have
complained that you aren't paying the correct breast tax so I was sent to
do an official inspection." Terrance kept moving toward her.  She was
backing up but couldn't suppress a smile.  She was also blushing.  Terrance
grabbed his cock for just a moment.

   Did he just grab his dick !?  Beatrice wasn't sure as she was staring
into his eyes.  He wasn't staring at her breasts.  She just caught some
movement then noticed that he was taking his hand away from his dick.  She
could see a large lump in his sweat pants.

   She'd backed almost into the kitchen before Terrance put his arm on the
wall, preventing her passage.  "Hold on, little lady." He towered over her.
"I think this is as good a place as any and very private." He looked around
the room.  "What do ya say, Beatrice ?"

   He moved a hand right to the top button of her housecoat and then
flipped it open; on to the next.  The housecoat was open, just her night
shirt remained between Terrance and Beatrice's bare tits.  They were
smaller buttons and harder to open.  His cock got harder as he worked to
bare her breasts.

   Beatrice was up against the wall.  She felt she was being forced but was
not putting up any resistance.  She could feel herself getting excited,
watching his hand opening the buttons on her night shirt.  Lots of bare
flesh was being uncovered.  The shirt was being pulled apart by the weight
of her breasts.  It wouldn't be long now and he would be able to view them.

   Terrance had the last button open and pulled the night shirt apart. 
They were fucking huge !  Very large, pear shaped sacks of breast meat hung
on her chest.  The areolae were wide, four or five inches and dark with
nipples the size of nickels.  Terrance reached for the closest and weighed
it in the palm of his hand.  Heavy.  He ran his hand over her breast meat
and thumbed her nipple.  It got harder.

   "Oh !  These are wonderful, Bea." There was admiration in his voice.  He
was in front of her now and had a hand on each breast, feeling them.  His
cock was throbbing and making quite a large tent in his sweat pants.

   Beatrice stood with her back to the wall and just watched him feeling
her bare tits.  She had her hands on his arms but was not hindering him at
all.  His fondling felt good.  He stopped feeling her breasts and tore his
"T" shirt off over his head.  He pushed his bare chest up against her
breasts and rubbed himself against her.  Her arms were now around his neck
and that's when she felt it.  His hard penis was grinding itself against
her belly and down below.

   Beatrice was beyond stopping him.  She was hugging herself to him as he
rubbed himself against her, his hands all over her breasts, his fingers
pinching and pulling on her nipples.  She imagined he was going to fuck
her. She'd only had one man before her husband, back when she was slimmer
and not as heavy.  She'd always had big tits.  But still she knew it was
going to happen.  Beatrice was half naked with another man and beyond
excited.  She was going into heat.

   Terrance could feel her wiggling against him.  His bone was as hard as
it gets and she hadn't even touched it yet.  He was pushing the head of his
cock right into the "Y" of her crotch.  Her legs were tight together. 
Terrance slipped a hand down between them and right into Beatrice's shorts.
The next thing he felt was the pad of her pubic hair, a tangled mess of
thick, kinky hair.

   Beatrice felt his hand enter her shorts and without thinking spread her
legs.  She wanted his hand down there, playing with her vagina.  She could
feel his hard cock rubbing against her side as his fingers combed through
her hair.

   Terrance had her going now and was sure his friend's wife was not going
to stop him.  He imagined he could do anything to her today and probably
anytime he wanted to in the future, also.  His fingers found her cunt lips
and as soon as he'd pried them apart, was running a finger up and down a
very nice, moist cunt.  When he sunk a finger all the way into her she
moaned every inch of the way.

   "Ooooohhhhh !  Myyyyyyy Godddd !" Her exclamation inflamed him.  He
started finger fucking her.  She was more than wet in just a few strokes of
his finger.  She was chanting as he fingered her.  "Oh !" "Oh !" "Oh !"

   She was ready to fuck.  Her hips were fucking back against the finger,
invading her.  She couldn't stay still.  "Stick your hand in my pants. 
Come on, Bea." He wasn't pleading but commanding.  She slid her hand down
into his sweat pants and found it right away.  Hard and much longer than
her husband.  Her hand wrapped itself around his meat and stroked.

   "Yea, that's it, Bea.  Jerk it, babe." His finger was fucking in and out
of her much faster now.  "You want some cock, Bea ?" She was still jerking
him steady, squeezing his cock now and then.

   Terrance pushed himself away from her.  Her face was contorted with
lust, her eyes slits.  She was humping against the hand he had in her pants
and her hand was very active in his sweats.  "Come on, Bea.  Let's fuck !"
Terrance was very excited as he led the woman to the couch across the room.

   Beatrice was ready when he plopped her down on the couch.  Her housecoat
and night shirt were open, exposing her breasts and the spare tire around
her belly.  Terrance was down on his knees on the floor, pulling down her
shorts.  He was staring at her crotch, covered with a thick forest of dark,
kinky hair.  She kept her fat thighs together.  He threw her shorts away
and put his hands on her knees.

   Slowly her knees came apart and he stared right at her crotch.  She was
embarrassed for just a moment and then his head was coming down.  He took a
large bite out of her left thigh, right up near her pussy.  He could smell
her, ripe.  His lips stayed on her flesh, his fingers working her cunt lips
apart.  They were wet and sticky.  His mouth attacked her open vagina,
tonguing it from clitoris to asshole.  His tongue slid down inside her and
wiggled around.

   Terrance lifted his head after an initial taste and pulled her hips to
the edge of the couch.  He pushed her legs further apart and bent to lick
her again.  This time he spent a good while working his tongue in and out
of her cunt and up and down her slit, sucking and licking all the way.

   Beatrice was beyond herself and couldn't control the waves of orgasm
flowing over her time and time again.  She was pushing her crotch up into
his face as he ate her.  She felt a finger slide into her.  It started
fucking in and out of her and now he was sucking on her clitoris.  Beatrice
was throwing her head from side to side against the back of the couch,
crying out with every thrust of his digit.

   Terrance was more than ready to fuck her.  His cock was still nice and
hard.  He straightened up and struggled to his feet.  Down came the
sweatpants.  His cock was level to the ground and he flexed several times
until it was bouncing a bit.  Her eyes were slits but she was looking at
his cock.  Her legs were spread and she was more than ready to fuck.  He
could see the slash of coral in the tangles of her wet pubic hair.  He
pulled a couple from his teeth.

   He grabbed a cushion from the couch and tossed it on to the floor.  The
woman's eyes never left his cock.  He stroked it a couple of times as he
dropped to his knees.  Terrance pushed her legs further apart and moved
forward until his cock head was right up against her cunt.  One flick of
his hips and he buried about half his cock into her.  She cried out but
also thrust her hips back, burying more of his cock into her.  Terrance
kept her legs spread with his hands on her heels and drove his cock in and
out of her at a very quick clip for a minute or so.

   Beatrice was out of her mind.  She had her hands on the couch back and
was thrusting herself back against the cock that was fucking the hell out
of her.  She had never ever been fucked like this.  He stopped and just
ground it around inside of her.  She started fucking herself on and off
him.

   "That's it, Bea.  You are a hot bitch.  Come on.  Fuck me, Bea." He
grabbed the cushions on either side of her and stayed still while she
fucked him.  Her tits were moving around on her chest like huge bags of
jello.  Her nipples were hard.  The spare tire around her belly tightened
up, grinding as she fucked her cunt on and off his cock.

   Beatrice was more than perspiring.  She was all out sweating.  Her hair
was matted and she could feel the sweat rolling off her sides and breasts
as she fucked Terrance.  Now he was fucking her back and she was out of her
mind as he bent her in half and got above her, fucking himself in and out
of her cunt like a machine.

   On and on the fucking went until Terrance couldn't hold back and sprayed
the insides of Beatrice Beaty's womb with a load of cum.  She got more than
squishy.  It was flooding out of her.  Terrance could feel it in his pubic
hair.  He kept fucking.

   Beatrice had been having orgasm after orgasm for several seconds now. 
Like lightning it would run up and down the backs of her legs as he pounded
his cock in and out of her.  She was screaming and yelling uncontrollably
and was hardly still on the couch seat, squirming around like she was
possessed.

   *****

   She slid off the couch and on to the floor.  Her legs were still spread
and she could feel semen dribbling out of her vagina.  Her breasts were
tender, especially her nipples.  The sweat was drying on her and she was
getting chilled.  She heard the toilet flush in the guest bathroom.  Then
the water in the sink went on.  Beatrice didn't move, sitting back against
the couch.

   Terrance was drying his cock and balls with the hand towel.  He wanted
more.  The day was just starting.  He looked at his watch.  It was just
nine-thirty.  He stroked his cock a few times and flexed.  Some life.  He
could hardly wait to stick his dick in her mouth.

   She was still sitting on the floor with her legs partially spread. 
Terrance could see a wet spot in the carpet right under her spread, pink
cunt lips.  There was a lot of gray spooge in her pubic hair.  It stood out
in the dark curls.  He was still stroking his meat as he approached her.

   "Have a good time, Bea ?" He was standing right in front of her, still
stroking his cock.  She was looking up at him, smiling.  She nodded her
head.  "Good, let's go again."

   He held out his arms and she took a hold of his hands.  He pulled her to
her feet and she leaned against him.  He smelled her hair and fondled her
butt cheeks.  Without a word he dragged her down the hall to the master
bedroom.  He spanked her ass as she crawled up on to the bed.  His cock was
coming alive just thinking about putting it in her mouth.

   "Come to the edge." Beatrice rolled over to the edge and his hand went
right for her crotch.  She raised her leg and bent her knee with her foot
on the bed.  He had free access to her pussy with his hand and his mouth if
he wanted.  But he didn't.  Just his hand ravaged around in her spread
cunt, rubbing her clitoris and fingering her vagina.  She was quick to get
excited and was moving her hips as he played with her pussy.

   Terrance took a step forward and with his other hand directed his dick
toward her mouth.  His dick head was against her lips and then it was past
them and into her mouth.  "Suck it, bitch.  Make it hard." He removed his
hand from his dick when she swallowed about four inches of meat.  His hand
went to the back of her head and held her still while he fucked her face.
He was almost fully hard.  He was gagging her.  She choked for a bit and
coughed.  He pushed her mouth back on to his cock and off he went, fucking
her mouth like it was a cunt.

   Beatrice had sucked some cock before but never had the man started
fucking her mouth.  She was getting used to it and his hand between her
legs was now fucking two and three fingers in and out of her.  She was
getting wild, taking his cock in her mouth and his fingers in her cunt.

   Terrance was hard as stone again.  This one would last a good long while
he imagined.  He slid his fingers out of the swamp that was her cunt and
spanked her ass hard.  He pulled his cock out of her mouth and a long
stirring of spital stretched from his cock head to her mouth.  It finally
broke.

   "Get up on your knees, Bea." When she rolled over to comply, Terrance
spanked her ass hard.  He climbed up on to the bed and moved behind her. 
She was on all fours and he had to spread his knees wide to get low enough
to plug into her.  Her butt was plump and like jello.  It jiggled a lot. 
He pushed his cock head down below her butt cheeks and then spread them
apart.  His cock was against her cunt lips and Terrance flicked his hips.

   Beatrice cried out when he thrust into her but was soon fucking herself
on and off his dick.  He started spanking her almost immediately after he
buried himself into her.  She was out of control in seconds, fucking back
at the cock entering her from behind.

   Terrance watched her butt fuck on and off his cock.  Her fat cunt lips
were easily visible when he spread the fat cheeks of her ass apart.  He
watched his cock sliding in and out of her as she moved her butt back and
forth.  He reached forward, grabbed a hold of her swinging tits and started
power fucking her, driving his dick as deep and as far in as he could.  She
was screaming and yelling by now and Terrance was having a great time
driving the woman crazy.  He knew he was going to want this again.  He
fucked her harder.

   Beatrice grabbed a pillow and buried her face into it.  She kept
screaming out, though.  He was fucking her and spanking her and grabbing
her tits.  Now he was up on one knee and a foot just driving it between the
cheeks of her plump ass and into her stretched cunt.  Banging her hard.

   Terrance pulled out of her and rolled her to her side.  He straddled her
lower thigh and pushed her upper leg up against her chest.  Her humongous
tit was squashed.  He reached down with his free hand and guided his cock
right back into her and then started fucking like mad, flicking his hips
back and forth like lighting.  She was screaming again and didn't miss a
beat as he wiggled a finger up her ass.

   She felt the finger crawling up her ass as he was fucking in and out of
her like a fucking machine.  It was all the way inside her butt hole and
wiggling around.  She came apart.

   "Fuck !  I'm cuming !  Don't stop fucking !  Yeaaaaa !  Fuck !" She was
chanting as the cock was fucking her.  Now he was out of her cunt and
pushing his cock head against her anus.  His cock head popped into her and
then he was pushing.  More and more cock was sliding into her bowels.  He
was all the way against her, buried in her butt.

   Terrance was surprised how easily he slipped into her butt.  She was
hardly tight.  He imagined she'd been fucked in the butt before.  He
started moving in her.  Slowly.  Now faster.  Her asshole was slick and
greasy.  He was moving easily and faster.  She was moving with him.

   "Like it, Bea ?  Ever had it in your butt before ?"

   "No !" She squeaked out around moans and groans as his cock slid in and
out of her ass.  He picked up his rhythm and was soon fucking her as hard
and as fast as he had earlier.  He had a hand on her hip and reached down
to fondle her other breast.

   He was off to the races and didn't think he could stop.  He didn't want
to but pumped about five or six spurts of hot cum into her bowels.  He kept
fucking.  Her asshole was stretched and gooie with his load.  He kept
fucking and reached down to fondle her cunt.  It was spread so he shoved
three fingers into her.  He could feel his cock thrusting in and out of her
asshole.  She started cuming just as he started to fuck his fingers in and
out of her.

   "Oh !  Fuck, I'm cuming...And again !  Fuck me, Terrance, fuck me !" He
was still fucking her but his cock was shrinking.  Soon she would force it
out of her butt.  Here it comes.  He pushed harder but she eventually
forced him out.

   *****

   The shower was filled with steam.  The water was coming down in sheets
and splashing all over them.  He was filling his hands with her soapy tits
while he rubbed his soapy cock up and down the crack of her soapy ass. 
He'd used the sprayer on her cunt and asshole to douche her out earlier. 
She jerked him off as she washed his cock and balls.  He was half hard and
knew he had another load in him.

   He sat her down on the little bench in the corner.  That put her tits
about cock height.  He flexed.  His cock jumped.  She smiled at him.  He
moved closer.  "Push your tits together, Bea." She did and Terrance poked
his cock right up between them.  He worked her tits for a good, long while
and then alternated between her mouth and her tits for a while.

   He pulled away.  He was losing his hardon.  "Lick my balls, bitch." He
grasped his cock and started jerking it while Beatrice licked his hairy
ball sack.  His hardon started coming back as she painted his testicles
with her saliva.  He pushed it into her mouth and her sucking brought him
back.  He went back to fucking her tits and finally blew a load between
those monster mamaries.

   Terrance staggered back against the other wall and rested against it. 
He smiled across at her.  This had been quite a day indeed.  Much better
than he would have predicted.  He took the sprayer and washed off
Beatrice's titties, playing with them the whole time.  She was pulling on
his shrunken penis.

   They were drying off and she was still playing with his dick.  Beatrice
dropped to her knees and took his penis in her mouth.  Just the dick head.
Then a little more and a little more, gobbling it up a small bit at a time.
She could feel him growing.  Now his hips were moving.  She wrapped her
arms around his ass and pulled him all the way into her mouth.  Just
moments later she had to come off him.  He was growing down her throat.

   Terrance took her head in his hands and guided her back to his hardon.
She gobbled him up and he started to move his cock in and out of her mouth.
Soon saliva was dribbling out of the corners of her mouth as he fucked in
and out of it.  Her hand went to his balls and she started to play with
them.

   Terrance was back against the wall and still she was fucking her mouth
back and forth on his cock.  He was thrusting too !  Her hands were
tickling his balls and he was about to drown the bitch in cum.  He held her
head and fucked her mouth until cum was drooling out the corners of her
mouth and still he fucked her mouth.  There was a puddle of semen on the
tile floor.

   *****

   It was dark out when the cell phone rang.  Beatrice was in bed, reading.
She reached for the phone and found it was her husband.  He talked about
his golf game for several minutes.  He asked her what she did while he was
golfing.  Beatrice lied to him for several minutes.  She was still talking
when she kicked off the blankets and started to pull her night shorts off.

   He was telling her when he was going to be home tomorrow as she kicked
the shorts off.  She leaned back and allowed her free hand to travel down
over her belly and into her naked crotch.  She was excited just thinking
about today and soon had her hand in her pubic hair, rubbing her mons.

   The phone was back on the night stand and Beatrice had a finger fucking
in and out of her cunt.  She was very wet and gooie.  Beatrice fingered
herself faster and had a small orgasm that raised her butt off the bed. 
She ran her wet finger up and down her slit, over her clitoris.  She came
again and rolled over on her side with her knees up against her tits.  She
was asleep in a short time.

   *****

   Terrance was drinking a margarita on the patio when Glenda got home from
the outlet malls in Linwood just south of Barstow.  She was sure she got
lots of bargains today and went through it all before she got around to
asking him what he did while she was shopping.

   "So, what'd you do today ?" Glenda asked before taking another sip of
her second margarita.  Terrance was on number three and slightly loaded. 
He laughed a bit before telling her.

   "Fucked the shit out of Beatrice Beaty.  That bitch is hot.  If Joe was
smart he'd be fucking her daily but I know he isn't.  She was drenched when
I got into her panties and almost begged me to fuck her." Terrance finished
and looked over at his wife.

   "Well, well.  That took a couple of years.  Was it worth it ?" Glenda
was excited to hear her husband had fucked one of their friends.  He'd done
it several times before.  She wasn't sure why but it turned her on to no
end.  She knew her husband would be horny again by bed time even if he'd
fucked that fat cow, Beatrice, a dozen times.

   Terrance looked over at her.  Glenda's legs were spread.  He was sure
she was hotter than a fire cracker and just horny as hell.  "Yea.  She was
a hot bitch.  Even fucked that fat ass of hers."

   His wife was rubbing between her spread legs, the crotch of her slacks
tight against her groin.  "Her tits as big as they look ?" The sound of her
voice betrayed her excitement.

   "Forty-four, E cup !" Terrance was getting a bone just thinking about
them.  He rubbed his dick and watched his wife rubbing herself.

   "Enough for two ?" She asked as she got to her feet and pulled her
blouse off over her head.  The bra was next and her apple size breasts were
taunt on her chest, her nipples erect.  She was holding them and rolling
the nipples with her fingers.

   "More than enough, darling.  You want some ?" He was pulling his
sweatpants off.  His cock was partially hard and showing signs of strength.
Glenda grabbed a pillow off the pool furniture and threw it on the ground.
She dropped to her knees.

   "I hope Beatrice didn't drain you dry, honey."
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