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Uncle Hank Comes To Visit
copyright 2003 by Stormbringer

Part 2

1992

Debbie opened the door and found herself staring at a chest full of
medals and muscles. "Hank! What a surprise, we haven't seen you in five
years. Jim will be thrilled."

"Mommy, who's dat?"

"Why this must be Emma," said Hank bending down. "You don't remember me,
but I'm an old friend of your daddy's. Call me Uncle Hank. She looks
just like you Debbie...well who's this?"

"This is Billy," said Debbie as her two year old son came up and hugged
her, staring around her leg at the stranger. "We would have told you,
but we lost contact and of course we
moved."

"Yeah, sorry. I've been in Saudi Arabia for two years."

"Is that how you got all those medals?"

"Yeah, my crew got three kills against Iraqi tanks. Would of been more,
but the fly boys kept finding them first. I command an Abrahms."

Jimmy got home late from the office and was delighted to see Hank
sitting back in the hottub smoking a cigar and drinking a beer. "Hank!
How you doing buddy?"

"Just fucking great, JJ."

Jim hated foul language and glanced around to make sure Deb and the kids
weren't near. "Where's Debbie?"

"Putting the kids to bed."

"About time you got home," said Debbie coming out of the house in her
bikini, carrying a refill for Hank. "Go get changed." Jim hurried inside
while Debbie climbed up into the hottub. The big man openly leered at
her as he took the beer. At 27, Debbie's figure had actually improved
over the near perfect body she'd had in her mid-teens. Debbie had always
been a health and diet fanatic and her body was so fat free, her breast
size had decreased a cup until swelling up a cup size after each child
was born. They were now 40DD and she hated carrying the extra weight
around. She'd been trying for two years to get her breasts back to
normal, but so far it hadn't worked.    

Hank watched Debbie climb into the hottub, still leering at her body to
the extent Debbie wished she'd worn her more modest one piece. "Take a
picture Henry."

"I would if I had a camera, Deborah. Your tits are so fucking awesome."

"HANK! Language please!" Debbie blushed, her cheeks turning crimson. She
was saved from the uncomfortable situation by the arrival of Jim. He was
wearing his swim trunks and carrying a beer. "James! You're drinking?"

"Just one dear. They were in the fridge."

"You know Hank, as soon as he saw the house was empty of booze, he
borrowed my car to hit the liquor store."

"No booze!" Hank shook his head. "If it weren't for Deb's being half
nekkid, this house would be as bad as Saudi fucking Arabia."
 
Jim watched his wife squirm. She'd never liked Hank all that much as
kids and especially since he'd nailed her married roommate on their
wedding night. Jim suddenly wished she'd worn her one piece. "I haven't
had a beer since last time you were here, two years ago." 

"Jesus, what do you two do for fun? You don't know how good you got it
until you been to some third world shit hole." 

"How was it?" asked Jim watching Hank's dogtags glint as the big man
leaned back.

"Boring mostly. The fighting was short lived, the rest of the time you
sat around thinking of pussy and booze."

"Hank! Watch your language...what are you two doing up?"

Emma and Billy were standing at the sliding glass door. "We didna say
nighty to Uncle Hank," said Emma while Billy nodded in agreement. 

"Night kids," said Hank pushing his spent cigar into his empty beer can.

"I'll put them to bed," said Debbie rising.

"No dear, its my turn." Jim knew she probably wanted an excuse to get
away from Hank, but he wanted an excuse to get another beer.

Debbie's eyes tried to plead with her husband as he stood up. Jim had a
thin, scrawny build, but had grown a little paunch, which looked worse
thanks to a sunken chest. He climbed down the hottub and escorted the
children inside. Something nudged Debbie's breast. She looked down and
saw Emma's rubber duck floating in the water. "Kids," she said, grabbing
it and tossing it on the deck.  

"There's somethin else in front of me," said Hank.

It was dark outside, but the light from the house was enough for Debbie
to make out something bobbing in the water directly in front of where
Hank was leaning back into the tub grinning. "I'll get it." Debbie
reached out and placed several fingers around the object. She squeezed
what felt like a hard rubber ball about the size of a golf ball. She
pulled on it, but the thing seemed rooted to the spot. Her hand slid
down the finding the ball was just the end of a long shaft the size of
her wrist. "What is this thing?" Her hand slid further down, but was
heading too close to Hank's crotch and she didn't want to give him any
ideas. She pulled on it, then put her other hand on it and pulled again.
Hank stood as she gave his penis a final yank.

Debbie was horrified to see her to dainty hands wrapped tightly around
Hank's huge penis. "My god," she whispered letting go. Hank's penis
stood out straight as a diving board even with Deb's eyes, while two
orange-sized testicals swung underneath. Water dripped down his chiseled
body, so different from her husband's. 
"It did get bigger!" 

"We really shouldn't Deb. You're my best friend's wife and all."

"I didn't know it was your..."

"Cock? Sure you didn't. Tell you what, I'll let you kiss the head before
Jim gets back."

"No!" Oh my god, Jim, she thought. What if he caught her sitting there
with Hank's cock bobbing in front of her face. "Sit down before Hank
comes back. I didn't know you were skinny dipping." 

"Don't own a suit. No fucking pools in the desert and I aint sitting
down until you kiss it."

"Please, sit down."

"Not until you kiss it. I think I can see JJ moving around in there.
Here he comes." Debbie leaned forward and gave Hank's cock a quick peck,
but he didn't sit down. "False alarm." 

"Ass."

"For that, I'm not going to sit down until you lick it."

"No way."

"I mean it. Lick it or we'll stay just like this until JJ comes out. Do
it. NOW!" 

Debbie jumped, startled by Hank's voice. It was one used to barking
commands and also to being obeyed. She didn't have any time to think,
just to act. She leaned forward and licked the tip. She hadn't licked a
man's penis since her wedding night.

"Keep doing it. The whole head." Hank looked down at the beautiful
brunette reaching up to grasp the base of his cock to steady it. He saw
Jim coming back and yelled, "JJ, grab me another brewski." Jim aborted
his approach and turned around. Debbie looked up at Hank furiously, but
continued licking around his cock-head. "Make that two, JJ," yelled
Hank, stopping Jim once again before he got outside.  
"That's it, I'm done." Deb pulled back, but couldn't take her eyes off
Hank's cock.

"You ain't done till you put the head in your mouth."

"No."

"Here he comes," said Hank slapping his hard cock against Debbie's
forehead. 

"Jerk," she said bringing her mouth forward. 
Debbie crinkled her nose in distaste when she saw the fluid leaking from
Hanks bulbous cock head. She put her lips around the head and he pushed
forward until the head hit her throat. When Hank withdrew, the fluid was
gone. The big warrior swiftly sat back down. 

"Here you go Hank," said Jim handing the two beers up. "Why'd you want
two?"

"One's for Debbie. I figured we'd celibrate my leave." 

"Honey?" Jim looked at his wife secretly glad, because he could get away
with having another can.

Debbie shrugged her shoulders. "If you can't beat'em, join'em." She
popped her beer and swirled some of it around her mouth to clean it of
the taste of Hank's cock and precum. She swallowed, making a face at the
bitter taste. Hank turned around and leaned down for his pack. Debbie
noticed Jim signaling to her, pointing at his chest. She looked down her
chest and was horrified to see her nipples were rock hard, the entire
quarter-sized circles puffed up as well as the nipples. Disgusted with
herself for getting turned on, Debbie sank low into the water as Hank
turned around with another cigar.

"So what was it like over there?" asked Jim.

Hank told the couple his war stories, proposing a lot of toasts to the
army and his tank crew. They called me Hank the tank."

"Because you commanded an Abrahms?"

"Because I have a big cannon. Beer's empty JJ."
 
"Coming right up. Another honey?" Jim asked his wife.

"Yesh, pleashe." Debbie watched her husband stand up and climb down.
"You best shtay sitting down, Hank Shteele. Shtop it this instant." She
said the later because Hank had put a hand on her knee. His hand was
sliding towards her thigh and Debbie squeezed her legs shut. Hank just
chuckled and pried her knees open with both hands. "Pleashe don't..."
Hank gripped under her knees and pushed her legs wide open and up,
moving between them. "This has gone on too far. I'll shcream."

Hank blew smoke from the cigar still in his mouth into her face making
her crinkle her nose in disgust. "I think you want my cock in you." Hank
pushed his cock hard against her bikini bottoms under the water. 

"No!"

"Feels hot to me." He pushed hard against her and Debbie let out an
involuntary moan. Hank slid his arms down her legs and to her waist. 

Debbie felt his hand on her bikini bottoms and then he was yanking them
down. Debbie stared in horror as Hank brought them up to his nose and
sniffed, before tossing them far away into the bushes just as Jim came
back.

"I brought the rest out so we wouldn't have to run to the fridge for
refills," said Jim.

Debbie was white as a ghost as she took another beer from her husband.
What would Jim think if he caught her without her panties and Hank
skinny dipping? Hank's cock hadn't even deflated one bit either. The
head kept rearing out of the water every time Jim covered his face
sipping from his beer can and it was covering Jim's face a lot. Hank was
proposing lots of toasts and Jim was taking advantage of the situation
to drink plenty of beer since Debbie didn't allow him to keep any in the
fridge. He was starting to slur a little now and his head kept nodding
down towards his chest. Debbie felt drunk after the first can and now
she was starting to see double.

Both Jims suddenly slipped under the water and Hank's four hands reached
out to grab her husband who came up spluttering. Debbie shook her head
to clear it as Jim said, "Thash enuff for me. Time to hay the hit...er
hit the hay. Letsh go honey."

"You two are fucking light weights," said Hank.

"I'll be right in. Just let me finish my beer," said Debbie seeing a way
out of her situation. Jim swayed climbing out of the hot tub and
stumbled into the house. "Thanksh god," she slurred. Debbie started to
stand but realized Hank would see her bare crotch. "Hank, go out there
and get me my bottoms pleashe."

"Why?"

"You threw them! Pleashe?" Debbie stepped back against the wall as Hank
lowered himself and approached her. "Stop!" One hand slid up her thigh.
One beefy finger traveled along her slit. "No," she grabbed his hand and
pulled it out of the water.

"You want it. Your wet," he said and Hank's other hand slid down her
thigh.

"It's underwater you idiot," she said grabbing his other hand. Debbie
wasn't kidding herself. She was holding both his hands by the wrists out
of the water only because he wasn't struggling. 

"It's wet and hot, Debbie. You want it bad. Jim's pencil dick aint
treating you like the little whore you are is it?" Hank's hips were
wedged between her legs preventing her from closing them.

"Go to hell! Jim's all the man I nEEd...argh...ow...oh my god no."
Hank's cock had thrust forward like a guided missle and found it's way
straight into her pussy. It hurt because the thick head had pushed her
labia inside her until her lips stretched wide around it and sprung
back. "Stop...too big...Jim...no more."  Debbie released his hands to
push back against his chest. It was like pushing against a brick wall.
His hands grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs farther apart as his
cock pushed deeper. "Pleashe, no
more. JIM!" Debbie knew Jim was probably passed out, but yelled anyway.
Then she worried about waking her children so she didn't yell again. 

"Gawd damn, you're fucking tight," growled Hank.

"No." Hank raised Debbie up and her body appeared until it was floating
in the water. His cock felt like it was stuffing her, but at least half
was still sticking out between her legs. Debbie felt her head slipping
underwater, so she reached out with her arms and braced herself against
the hottub. "Hank, stop. Thank god." The later was said because Hank
began withdrawing his cock, but he was only juicing it up. He pushed
forward again and the tip pushed deeper then Jim had ever been. Hank
pulled back and pushed several more times. Debbie's face flushed with
shame because her pussy was soaking his big cock and it had nothing to
do with the water. Her belly was undulating, raising her crotch up into
his thrusts.

Hank released her ankles and caught her knees in the crook of his arms.
This freed his hands which immediately grabbed her breasts. "Fucking
awesome titties," he said, pawing a them like an animal until her bikini
top came off. "You should be on the pole."

Debbie felt shame again at the erect condition of her nipples. Hank
grabbed them between his fingers, twirling and stroking them. They were
harder when he released them. Debbie winced as Hank's cockhead hit a
sensitive spot deep in her pussy. She had expected it to hurt, but it
didn't. Hank pulled back and thrust again. The front of his thighs
mashed into her ass. She looked down her body to see their pubic hair
blending together. His entire cock had disappeared in her pussy. His
cock leaped and a tremor coursed through her body. "No!" His cock jerked
again, the tremor turned to ripples of pleasure. "No," she said in
denial over her body's betrayal. He jerked it again, the ripples turning
to a wave. "No more," she gasped looking at him. The asshole was staring
at her intently watchng the reactions her face was showing to what his
cock was doing in her pussy. 

"I think you like big cock, Debbie." Hank was smirking at her. He jerked
his cock yet again, this time grinding their crotches together.

"No more. Pleashe." She was going to cum. Fight it, Debbie, fight it.
Don't give the big jerk the satisfaction. "No! More," she begged as he
kept jerking his cock. "No! More, give me more. Ah Gawd yes, more,
please more, ooohhh god, oh god, aaahhh." Debbie's pussy was spasming
all around Hank's cock as the orgasm shook her. Her crotch gripped his
shaft, ballooning up around it seconds later. She saw spots before her
eyes, then everything went dark for a
second.

The pleasure was intense and never ending. Hank had started bucking his
hips now, and her body was fucking him back. She pushed against the wall
of the hotub everytime he buried his shaft. How dare you, she thought.
How dare you make me cum. Debbie wanted to scream out, I hate you, but
instead, "fuck me," came from her lips.

"Did I hear you right? Is the big titted slut begging Uncle Hank to fuck
her?"

"Just fuck me, asshole."

"Asshole! Maybe I won't fuck you," said Hank pulling back so that his
cock almost plopped free of her pussy.

"No! Fuck me, pleashe fuck me," Debbie begged, hating herself.

"Maybe I will then." Hank pushed it all the way in. "And maybe I won't."
He pulled out. "maybe I will, maybe not." Hank started fucking her using
the entire length of cock.

"Fuck me Hank, fuck me with that big cock." 
Debbie stared at their crotches amazed at the sight of his giant shaft
sliding in and out of her pussy with ease. His hard thrusts sent waves
of water rolling over her belly to break on her breasts. It didn't look
like her body at all fucking Hank. It looked like the body of some horny
slut who loved every inch of Hanks giant prick. Her hips were bucking,
her belly was rolling, and her entire body was writihing as Hank's
massive dick gave her another orgasm. Debbie gasped and moaned with
pleasure. Her husband had never given her two orgasm during one sex
session and none as big as the two she'd had tonight.

Hank's thrusts were going erratic and it was his turn to make noise. He
grunted and buried his cock which bucked and leaped in her pussy,
flooding it with hot sperm. The second his sperm hit her womb, she had a
third orgasm. Her body went crazy as jet after jet of sperm filled her
pussy. Debbie lost count of the orgasms he was giving her.

Hank kept cumming and cumming and cumming until his cock quit jerking.
It quickly deflated and he pulled his spent cock out releasing a torrent
of sperm into the hottub. "Sorry about that, Deb. I aint had me no pussy
in two years. Fucking desert shit."

"Don't you play with it?"

"Not since I got my first blowjob when I was fifteen."

Debbie couldn't remember Hank running around with any girls when he was
that young, just her husband, but he had no reason to lie. He'd had some
slut on the side.

Hank stood up, his cock hanging straight down, limp but still looking at
least a foot long. "Sorry," he said again. "It had been so long for me,
I shouldn't of cum so quickly." He reached down to pull her to her feet.
What the hell did he mean by quickly? He pounded her hard for a good
fifteen minutes. "Plus, I wanted to fuck you bad ever since seeing you
in that bikini the night we went pool hopping in our teens."

Debbie's anger took over and she brought her hand up, slapping him
across the cheek with a loud smack. "Asshole." Hank looked surprised,
but Debbie was even more surprised. His cock had just plumped up a
little. 

Debbie climbed down the hottub onto the deck.
She walked down to the lawn bending to retrieve her bikini bottoms. Hank
watched her firm legs stretch as she bent over. They ran up to her well
rounded ass and he could see her well-fucked pussy open between them.
His cock rose to half mast. Debbie didn't put her panties back on, she
held them in her fist as she came back up on the deck. She stared,
shocked at his cock sticking straight out so soon after cumming. She
reached into the tub, for her top, then turned, storming towards the
sliding glass door. Hank watched her ass shake as she walked away. Soon,
his cock was pointing upwards, bobbing as he followed her.

Debbie made it to the living room before she felt Hank's hands on her
hips. He grabbed her and pulled her ass back into his stiff cock. "Not
again," she cried. His hand pushed down on her back until she fell to
her knees. He followed her down, pushing her forwards onto all fours.
Hank grabbed her hips and guided his cock once again into her pussy.

Debbie could see right down the hall. Her bedroom door was open and the
light on. 
Jim was laying on the bed, still dressed, passed out. His face was
looking right at her as he snored so loudly, she could hear him way out
here. If he'd open his eyes, he'd see what a slut he had for a wife.
Debbie did think she was a slut for no sooner was his cock inside, then
her body started reacting to it.  
 
They rocked on the floor for awhile before Hank began picking up speed
until his balls slapped her thighs painfully. His powerful cock soon had
her on the verge of another orgasm and that orgasm tore through her when
Hank pushed his finger into her ass. "Oohh my god!"

"Tell me your my whore."

"I'm your whore, Hank."
 
"Tell me you love this cock."

"I love your cock."

"Who owns this pussy?"

"You Hank, my pussy belongs to you."

"Why?"

"Because of your big cock. I love your big cock. Fuck me Hank. I'm
cumming!" Debbie was too weak to keep pushing back into him. She
collapsed forwads resting her head on her arms with just her ass in the
air. Her pussy had been fucked so long and hard tonight it was starting
to feel raw. "Please, no more."

"What? I thought you loved this cock."

"I do. I just can't take it anymore. It's too sore down there."

"But I haven't cum yet?"

"Sorry, just too sore." Hank was nice this time and listened to her.
Strange, but Debbie felt a little disappointed as he pulled his cock
out. She liked being used like a fuck toy. His finger followed suit,
leaving her ass. Hank kept his hands on her ass though, holding her down
and spreading her cheeks apart. His cock suddenly slapped her crack,
resting there for a moment. It slid down approaching her pussy again.
Debbie half smiled, half grimaced as she anticipated getting fucked
again, but the head stopped moving on her anus. Hank released one of her
ass cheeks. Suddenly, Debbie felt pressure on Hank's big cockhead.
Pressure pushing down.

"Jesus!" she stated loudly, then said, "no," much softer. If she spoke
too loudly her husband might open his eyes or worse, her children could
wake up. "Quit messing with me, Hank. It's too big to fit in there."

"No it aint."

Debbie's eyebrows arched with terror as the pressure on her anus
increased. He wasn't playing with her! He met to fuck her in the ass!
"Hank, no, you'll rip me in two. Jim hasn't even gone there."

"Good, it's all mine then."

"No!" Debbie felt her asshole pushing inwards, then it was opening. She
tried to crawl forwards, but Hank let go of her other cheek and quickly
grabbed her hair, holding it tight. He didn't pull it, but if she tried
to pull away, it hurt. That moment, she wished she had chosen to have
her hair pulled. Her anus opened wider then it ever had before and
Hank's cock slowly started sliding in. 

The only thing Debbie could compare it with was giving birth. The head
was in her now, slowly plunging deeper. His cock was well lubricated
from their combined juices as it tunneled it's way deeper and deeper.
Debbie struggled briefly, pulling her hair, but she gave up. She'd just
have to take the pain. His cock stopped moving and Hank pushed harder,
but it seemed wedged. Debbie's ass closed up as he pulled his cock back,
but then it slammed forwards pushing several inches deeper and that
seemed to satisfy Hank. He released her hair to let her head fall tohe
ground. Hank quit moving, quit doing anything. He just sat there.

Debbie's ass grew accustomed to his cock faster then she thought it
would. The pain started fading to a numb, intense, stuffed feeling. She
wanted to see how much she had taken. Debbie pushed herself off the
ground until she could look back over her shoulder. There was maybe four
inches of Hank's cock sticking out of her ass meaning around eight was
buried in her. Odd, but it made her feel a little proud to have taken so
much. More cock appeared as Hank pulled back. It felt like he was
pulling her anus out, it was clinging so tightly to his cock. Hank then
pushed forward.

Hank began steadily fucking her ass. Debbie wasn't sure at which point
she started liking it. All he knew was that one second the pain was gone
and shortly after, she was pushing her ass back into his thrusting cock.
"Like that, baby?" he asked. 

"Yeah, Hank. Fuck my ass. Fuck it with your big dick." Debbie didn't
know where she had picked up language like this, but it seemed
appropriate with a man like Hank. He listened to her too, starting to
fuck her hard. Debbie slid one arm under her body while her head
collapsed to the floor resting on her other arm. The hand under her body
found it's way between her legs. Debbie rubbed her clit with the tip of
her finger, increasing speed as Hank started fucking her harder. One
last orgasm burst from her pussy as Hank buried his cock and pumped huge
spurts of cum deep into her ass.

"Well, goodnight," said Hank pulling his cock out. He smacked his thick,
deflated member hard against her ass a couple times. "See ya in the
morning."

Debbie remained on the floor watching Hank walk to the kitchen. He acted
as if nothing unusual had just happened. He came out with a
fresh beer in his hand. His banana penis swinging between his legs as he
walked back outside. Debbie stood up and saw him climbing back into the
hottub. He lit a cigar and leaned back enjoying the night.

Debbie limped to the bathroom and put a tissue between her legs, then
another, then another. Hank came an unbelievable amount of semen.
She had a sudden desire to see what her ass looked like. She grabbed a
hand mirror and placed it on the floor, stepping, then squatting over
it. Her anus now appeared to be a big white circle the size of a
quarter. The circle grew bigger and bigger until a huge wad a sperm
splattered on the mirror. After that, there was a steady trickle. Debbie
spent the next half hour sitting on the toilet waiting to make sure, it
had all poured out.

****************

"I feel like crap. What time did you come to bed?"

"Right after you, honey." Debbie picked up her husband's breakfast
plate. Emma and Billy were still playing with their eggs. 

"No offense, honey, but you look like crap too."

"Just tired."

"Off to work," said Jim. "Where's Hank? I thought military men were
supposed to be up at dawn." 

"Hank probably sat up drinking, smoking, and cursing till dawn."

"Yep, that's Hank," laughed Jim. "I know you don't care for him, but he
is Emma's godfather." Emma stopped eatting and nodded as if Hank being
her godfather was important to her. Jim patted his daughter on the head.
"I hope he can stay a few more days. See ya tonight."

"Bye bye, dada," said Emma. "Later gator."

"Bye da," said Billy.

Debbie tidyed up while the kids watched a video. Thoughts of Hank kept
coming to mind or more specifically that thing between his legs
and what it had done to her. He had forced himself on her, but her body
had loved what he did to her. It was the best sex of her life. Debbie
looked at her kids torn between love of family, but wondering if she
could give up Hank's big cock. She shivered thinking about it. How would
she react when he finally pulled himself out of bed.

Debbie put the kids in bed for their nap around noon and went to take
her shower. She turned the water on before going to tuck the kids in.
She entered the bathroom and let her robe fall down leaping to grab it
when she noticed Hank sitting on the toilet. She failed to catch her
robe and stood nude in the room.

"Fuck, I still can't get over what a hot bod you got. You should be
making pornos or stripping with those tits."

"What are you doing in here? Use the other bathroom." Debbie's eyes were
drawn down to Hank's crotch,  noticing the lid was down and he was just
sitting nude on the hopper, not using it. Hank looked tired and
hungover. He was unshaven. His balls were splayed out on the seat and
his cock snaked forward to hang over the edge. 

"I need something to get me moving and thought a blowjob might do." 

"I don't do that."

"Damn, JJ's a wus. What kind of man doesn't make his woman suck his dick
once in awhile? On your knees."

"I want you out of my house."

"That's no way for my fuck slut to talk. I need to get going, but not
until I get my morning blowjob. Now get over here and suck on my big
cock."

"You'll leave if I do?" Debbie watched Hank nod. He raised his hands and
pointed both index fingers at his cock. It had snaked forwards an inch
in anticipation.

Debbie knew she should of refused, but her instincts told her to obey
Hank. She kneeled on the bathroom floor and took his cock in her hand.
She shook it, feeling her fingers spread apart as it grew. Here in the
well lit room, it looked even more impressive then it had last night.
She wondered how she had ever taken the whole thing in her pussy last
night, let alone her ass.

Debbie leaned forward and kissed the head just like she had last night.
It was now fully grown and she swirled her tongue around the head. She
licked the shaft, his balls, and the head again. Debbie took him in her
mouth, gagging as the head hit her throat. She relaxed her jaw and
concentrated as she pushed him into her throat. It was difficult and she
felt like she was choking, but she proceeded to suck on more then half
Hank's cock. 

Despite the fact she was kneeling on her bathroom floor, performing oral
sex on a man she really did not like, Debbie enjoyed sucking on Hank's
dick. She loved the cock not the man. The cock was not to be refused. It
did not take no for an answer. The cock fucked her harder, deeper, and
faster then any other penis could. The cock took whatever orifice it
wanted. She was a whore for the cock. She should do something special
for the cock. 

Debbie swallowed as much of Hank's shaft as she could, slobbering over
it. She pulled back until only the head was in her mouth using both
hands to stroke his wet rod. The head hardened, swelling even bigger.
She looked up and met Hank's eyes just as his first load of hot seed
filled her mouth. She gulped showing her submission to the cock by
swallowing it's seed. Hank sneered at her as he came in her mouth and
something passed between them through their eyes. Cock and man were one
and the same. She would never deny Hank her body. 
She swallowed his next wad and the next.

Fifteen minutes later Debbie was thankful Jim had put in such a large
water heater. She was standing in the tub bent over at the waist while
Hank fucked her from behind. She came again and again until he filled
her pussy with a fresh load of spunk.

Hank left a short time later. Debbie was still in her robe as she walked
him to the door. The big man pulled her robe open and kissed both her
nipples. "I'll be back in eight weeks."

"I'll be waiting."

To be continued.


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