Donna Got What She Needed

My wife, Donna was all a man could ever want. Successful at her work, a good wife, and excellent mother. Unfortunately, I could sense that sexually, she was frustrated. As beautiful as the first day I saw her, Donna had that kind of beauty that everyone noticed. Donna was concerned with her weight but it never bothered me.

In fact, it was the thing that attracted me to her the most. Voluptuous is the word I immediately think of when I think about my wife. Large breast, full hips, a big round ass. Donna weighed around 200 pounds, but every man’s eyes were on her in the grocery store, in the mall, and even in church. I was watching her now, sitting in the choir, about two rows in front of me. Donna’s massive breasts were straining her silk choir robe and several men adjacent to me, even right now, were stealing glances at my beautiful big-titted wife.

As I sat there, I realized that I wanted this feeling to go further. I was rock hard in my pants as I watched Rick, my daughter’s dentist; ogle my wife and her huge breasts. Rob, on my right, was a golfing buddy, but right now, I knew he was staring at my wife’s chest rising and falling as she sang. I wanted them to see more of my wife, to want her even more.

I sat there in the choir, thinking of ways I could expose my beautiful wife to men. Why was I thinking like this I asked myself in my mind? Deny it all I want, I had to keep my hands in my lap to disguise my rock hard cock as I thought about them seeing her udders bare, about them touching her beautiful smooth round ass as they prepared to take her.

Lying in bed that night, I fantasized about how I could expose my wife further to men. I asked myself how far I really wanted this to go. Did I actually want to watch another man fuck my wife?? I had no idea but just lying there in bed thinking of the possibilities, I got hard. Donna and I had great sex but I needed more for some reason. Strangely enough, even though I knew Donna was happy with me, I sensed she thought about more also.

Suddenly it hit me. Sam, a guy I worked with for several years was not working out of one of our offices out of State. He was coming to a conference at our office next week. I had asked him to stay with us and I knew he always had a thing for Donna. That would be the perfect opportunity to take it to the next level.

The following Friday night, Donna and I were getting ready to go out for the opening night party to welcome all the visiting representatives from our company. The majority of attendees would be married men visiting a strange town without their wives, including Sam. Donna would probably be one of only a handful of women there. I had gotten Donna a new outfit, which I could tell she was nervous about wearing.

It was a beautiful black dress with a plunging neckline which showed acres of cleavage. The dress was also shorter than those she usually wore. Donna stood there in her black panties and black bra, which was struggling to hold back my wife’s massive mammaries. Donna was easily a 42ddd and then some. Her huge tits squeezed out around her bra and her full ass looked inviting in the silk black panties.

I came up behind Donna and gave her a wrapped gift box. “What did you do?” Donna asked lovingly. “Just a little something to make you even more beautiful if that’s possible,” I replied. Donna giggled and opened the box which contained a black garter set and sheer black thigh highs. “You want me to wear these tonight?” Donna asked, obviously embarrassed. I quickly nodded and gave her a grin as I rubbed my straining cock against her silk encased ass.

Donna finally emerged from the bedroom and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Her makeup perfect, lips lightly frosted, hair perfect, everything perfect. Her massive jugs bouncing heavily as she walked toward me. Her legs full but not fat. She bent over to pick up her purse and I caught a glimpse of her stocking tops.

“You look unbelievable,” I said and Donna again flushed red with embarrassment. I could barely contain my excitement as we drove toward the hotel conference center. When we walked into the room, I felt a hundred pair of eyes on my wife. As we passed the huddled small groups of men, I heard murmurs, which included snippets about “tits, ass, udders,” and one guy said rather loudly “fuck the shit out of that.” I wondered if Donna could hear their vulgar comments and if it excited her as it did me.

The entire time, we never yearned for conversation. I think every man in the room got over to us and ogled my wife as he pretended to be interested in who we were, where we were from, and what we did. Their eyes bobbed in unison with my wife’s tits every time she breathed. Suddenly Sam approached us and I didn’t realize who he was for a second. He appeared to have colored his hair, had lost weight, and obviously had been working out.

He also had two friends with him who he quickly introduced as Vic and Mike, both also very handsome and well-built men. I glanced at Donna and was stunned that she seemed to be stealing glances at all three men, and her nervous lip licking made her appear flirtatious. The more we talked, even though everything was on the up and up, the sexual tension was obvious.

Suddenly, Sam chugged his drink and said, this fucking shit is always so boring, why don’t you, your lovely wife, Vic, Mike, and I head on up to my suite. I have some snacks and we can bust open the mini bar and catch up on old times. Before I could even respond, Donna quickly nodded and before I knew it, my Sunday school teacher wife and I were headed up to a suite with three men.

On the way, the men started complimenting her on her dress and her beauty. Donna giggled as she thanked them and stated several times that she was too old and fat for these younger men now a days. They assured her she wasn’t and told her she was the most beautiful and sexy woman in the room.

I couldn’t believe this open flirtation was going on like I wasn’t even there but I couldn’t help it. I was so excited and had no idea was would happen once we stepped into this room. Sam opened the door and he was right, it was a suite. The outer room had a couple sofas, chairs, a wet bar and entertainment center. There was a separate bedroom in addition to the master suite, which included a jetted tub.

Sam turned on some music and asked everyone what they wanted to drink. I responded but Sam interrupted me and asked Donna what she wanted and handed Vic and Mike a beer. I went and got my own and I thought I caught Mike smile at Sam. Sam handed Donna a seven and seven and everyone’s eyes were on my wife as she sipped it with her sparkling eyes. “Why don’t you dance with your wife Don?” Sam asked.

I hesitated for a moment and Vic said well hell if you don’t I sure as hell will. I watched as he quickly got Donna to her feet, she giggled as he put one arm around her thick waist and the other held her hand. As they danced, Mike walked over to me across the room, leaned over, and asked me what size my wife’s breast were.

I was so surprised I couldn’t speak and Mike said, “I’m guessing at least a DD cup, probably bigger. Big fucking tits I know that much. You take care of her right Don??” he was snickering now. “I bet she sucks a mean cock too, huh? Look as those fucking lips on her. Damn, would I wouldn’t do to have her bob on my rod.”

I just stood there and listened as Mike talked about my wife. I couldn’t move and even if I wanted to, I couldn’t. My cock was so hard it would be painfully obvious to everyone in the room that I was excited. Hell, beyond excited.

As Vic and Donna danced, I watched Vic’s hand slide lower and lower on my wife’s waist and it was not resting on the upper portion of my wife’s huge round ass. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. As I opened the door, I was surprised by Sam who obviously had slipped to the bathroom before I had.

I stared too long at the reflection in the mirror at Sam’s huge cock. Oh my god, it had to be at least 8 inches long and it wasn’t hard. Sam caught me looking and just laughed. He looked at me in the mirror and asked me if my wife had ever seen one that big. I nervously replied, “No,” my voice shaking.

Sam laughed again and said, “I figured that. You think she would like one Don?”

I stuttered again and replied, “I-I didn’t know.”

Sam laughed and implied they all wanted one that big.

When I came out of the room, Mike was now dancing with my wife. Vic came over to me and was telling me what a great wife I had. “Big fucking tits your wife has there Don,” then he added, “Why don’t you get me another fucking beer?,” not really a question, but a statement.

I sheepishly went into the kitchen and got another beer and when I returned I could see Sam and Vic talking animatedly. “How big is your cock Don?” Vic asked when I returned.

I sat there silently and Vic said, “Yeah, I didn’t think so,” and laughed. I realized at that point that this was going further than I ever imagined. I watched Donna who seemed to be having the time of her life. Dancing with these men, feeling their eyes on her.

Sam handed Donna another drink and I suddenly felt so warm. I sauntered over to the heating unit and glanced at the thermostat and it was turned all the way to the right at 90 degrees. I went to turn it down and suddenly Sam’s hand grabbed mine. He whispered in my ear to get my fucking hand off the heater, that it was going to get a lot hotter in here before that temperature got turned down. I slinked back to my seat on one of the two sofas.

Mike was next to make his move in the now obvious plot to fuck my wife. “Fuck it’s hot in here,” Mike said as he suddenly yanked his shirt over his head. Sam quickly snickered in my direction and added, “Yeah, the fucking heat is broke and they are supposed to be fixing it tomorrow.”

Mike was a very large man with a body obviously tuned in a gym. Donna kept stealing glances at Mike’s chest. Vic followed Mike’s lead almost immediately and Donna giggled but kept right on dancing with Mike, tight against his hairy chest. Sam followed suit about a few minutes later.

The heat, coupled with the liquor, was causing Donna to sweat profusively now. Her thin dress was pasted to her upper body and I could see sweat glistening on her forehead, upper lip, and on the slopes of her massive tits. “Hey honey, your turn!” Sam yelled pointing at my wife’s dress.

Donna giggled and shook her head no. Sam replied that it didn’t matter and that it would be no big deal. The heat was broke he added and he implied that it would be no different than if they all went swimming together at the beach and my wife was wearing a bathing suit. I watched miraculously as Donna was listening to his bullshit. Donna would never have done something like this and I couldn’t believe that she was actually listening to this.

Vic and Mike nodded in agreement and I was physically shaking in my shoes as Mike reached down to the hem of my wife’s dress and slowly started raising it. The room seemed to freeze as everyone watched my wife’s black dress rise up exposing the tops of her stockings, then her garter belt, then the bottoms of her massive breasts, then her overstuffed bra and finally off her completely. “Damn” Sam said under his breath. “Fuck Yeah!” Vic said next to me. “Your wife was built for fucking Don and that’s what she’s about to get.”

Donna’s huge cow udders were overstuffing her bra and as she danced with Mike her upper chest jiggled and bounced obscenely. Mike’s hand had now fallen to the middle of my wife’s panty encased ass, and he was now openly caressing my wife’s full ass. Sam suddenly yelled, “That’s not fair, Donna is wearing her swimsuit and we still have our pants on!”

I watched as all three men now removed their pants. Now I was sitting in a hotel room with three nearly naked men and my wife who was dancing with them in her bra, panties, garters, and stockings. I couldn’t believe this. My cock was betraying me as I watched the men seduce my wife right in front of me.

Mike, still dancing with Donna, was wearing plaid boxers and it was not apparent that Mike was very well endowed. The front of his boxers protruded out several inches and it appeared his massive cock was lying against his upper left leg mashing into my wife’s belly as they danced. Sam was sitting next to me now on the couch.

I glanced down and noticed him secretly stroking his cock, its massive length running half way down his thigh, a good 3 or 4 inches extending past the leg of his own boxers. Donna couldn’t see it from her angle and I wondered what would have happened if she could. Vic was now sauntering up in back of my wife and it was apparent he was going to dance with Donna along with Mike. Vic’s cock was straining the front of his bikini briefs and his massive cock log was wrapped half way around the side of his briefs. It looked to be nearly a foot long but that was impossible, wasn’t it?

Donna felt Vic in back of her and giggled. She was becoming giddy now, the alcohol having an effect. She had no idea what there intentions were. Vic said, “I think Donna has been naughty and needs a good spanking.” Donna giggled as Vic started spanking her lightly on her ass with his hand. “Bring her closer so I can see her get spanked,” Sam laughed.

Mike led her toward us on the sofa and Vic was spanking my wife’s big ass harder now, Donna’s big titties jiggling when he contacted her huge round ass. Donna was now about three feet from us and Sam told Mike he would have to stop dancing with her so Vic could give her a really good spanking. Still thinking it was all in clean fun, Donna allowed Vic to bend her over and he pushed her far enough that my wife had to catch her self with her hands on the couch. Sam caught her hands and placed them on his knees.

My huge breasted wife was not bent over in front of Sam, her huge breasts hanging inside her bra, which was straining mightily at the massive weight of her udders. Donna’s thick creamy thighs were encased in black sheer thigh highs, her wide hips framed with the black lace garter belt. Donna was giggling loudly now but suddenly her giggle caught in her throat.

I glanced at Donna who was now staring open mouthed at Sam’s massive cock which was a good four inches past the hem of his boxer shorts. Sam stopped laughing and put his hand on my wife of 18 years chin. He slowly raised her head to look into his eyes. “Do you want to see the whole thing baby?,” Sam whispered to my wife. Donna didn’t respond and kept glancing from Sam’s face to his “boxer tent.” Keeping one hand on Donna’s chin, Sam took his other hand and slowly undid the button on his plaid boxer shorts. Then he reached inside and pulled out the largest cock I have ever seen.

It was a wavering tower of meat. The only way I can describe it is if you have ever seen one of those three-pound hickory farms beef logs. Sam was holding it near the base and the massive cock log jutted straight up, nearly a foot. It’s plum sized head was only a foot away from my wife’s shocked and now flushed face.

Sam was waving it slowly and laughing deeply as he watched my wife’s eyes follow his huge cock. Sam looked up and winked at Vic who in one smooth motion and in- between spanking my wife’s big ass, whipped out his own massive cock. Donna didn’t even realize it and Vic was so smooth that he was now spanking my wife’s huge ass with his cock versus his hand. Vic’s cock was about the size of my forearm and I watched as it bounced off my wife’s big ass like a fat rubber dildo.

“Touch my cock Donna,” Sam whispered to my wife. Donna didn’t move and I could see her nostrils flaring as her breathing had increased dramatically the last few minutes. “Take your little hand and grab my fat cock now.”

Donna again didn’t respond and I could see her lips quivering. Donna glimpsed over at me and Sam laughed. “Donna, don’t worry, Don wants to see you touch my cock, don’t you Don?” I sat next to Sam on the couch silently. “See Donna? If Don didn’t want you to he would have told me to stop. But he didn’t did he?

Now take your pretty little hand and grab my cock before I make Don pull those pretty panties down and let Vic spank you on your bare ass with his cock versus just on those big panties your wearing.” Donna moaned suddenly, realizing was Vic was doing and she glanced over her shoulder at the same time his massive meat log was meeting her jiggling ass cheeks. Donna gasped when she saw the size of Vic’s cock, which was as big, if not larger than Sam’s cock.

“You know you want it big tits,” Sam laughed. “Touch it, Don won’t get mad.” I gasped as Donna lowered her head down a couple of inches closer to the gargantuan cock. “That’s a big girl,” Sam whispered.

I watched half in horror, half in excitement as my wife’s beautiful round lip-sticked mouth moved a little closer now, knowing Sam could probably feel my wife’s hot breath on the fat mushroom shaped head of his cock log. As if in a trance, my wife’s small shapely hand with our wedding rings sparkling reached out and touched Sam’s cock, then quickly drew back as if she had been burned.

But before her hand fully retreated, Sam grabbed it and brought it back to surround his massive prick. Donna’s hand couldn’t even reach all the way around it. Her fingers lacked several inches from touching and a good eight inches of thick fuck meat extended above my wife’s hand.

“Hey baby, I tell you what, you stroke my cock a little and I will make sure Vic here doesn’t try to fuck that sweet married cunt of yours, deal?” Donna nodded up and down slowly and started to slowly shuck her hand up and down Sam’s thick shaft. “Mmmmmm,” Sam mouthed. “That’s the way you big-titted bitch.”

Donna shuddered slightly at Sam’s rough language. I sat there silently, afraid to move for fear of anyone seeing how hard I was watching my wife get groped and used right here in front of me. Mike had moved in closer now and Vic winked at him and pointed at my wife’s panty covered ass. Mike nodded with a grin and then reached out and slowly pulled my wife’s black silk lace panties to the side exposing my wife’s plump cunt. I went to say something but Mike gave me a death stare and I froze.

Donna was unaware what Mike had done. Suddenly Donna jumped as Vic stopped slapping her ass with his massive cock and was now rubbing his plump cock head along my wife’s fat protruding cunt lips. Donna wiggled her fat ass to get away but she never let go of Sam’s huge cock. “Stop moving your big ass or it might slip in,” Mike yelled.

Donna instantly stopped and Mike said “that’s a good girl.” Donna’s face was flushed as Vic continued to rub his huge cock along her fat cunt. My wife was becoming flushed now as Vic slid his huge cock up and down my wife’s hot wet cunt. Donna’s eyes were fixated on Sam’s huge cock-head as pre-cum had started to leak out, ran down his rigid shaft, and was starting to make noises as my wife shucked his huge cock up and down. My wife’s lips were slightly parted and I could see her pink tongue nervously wetting her frosted pink lips.

“Go ahead, lick it baby,” Sam whispered. Donna mouthed a feeble “noo” and Sam just laughed. “You know you want to kiss it you sexy big-titted fuck pig.”

Donna shuddered at the crude language Sam used but she moved at least three inches closer to his massive cock, now only inches from her luscious mouth. I could hear my wife’s fat wet cunt now and so could the others. “I think someone’s getting excited here” laughed Vic.

My wife’s cunt was sloshing every time Vic ran his huge cock along her cunt. Donna shuddered again and Vic said, “be careful baby, my cock almost slipped into your big wet cunt back here.” Sam gripped my wife’s chin again and had her look into his eyes. “It’s Ok baby, we all know you want to kiss my cock.” Sam looked right at me. “Don, tell your wife it’s all right if she kisses my cock, plants a big ole kiss right on the head of it.”

I just sat there as if in a trance.

“Tell her Don, tell your wife you want her to kiss my dick.”

“Please, no,” I replied feebly but Sam just laughed and told Donna to look in my lap. I turned red with embarrassment, as he had noticed my rigidly hard cock.

“Come on baby, Mike hear is dying to take that fucking bra off those big cow udders you got but if you just give me one little cock kiss I will make sure he doesn’t.”

I gasped as Donna now slowly closed three-inch gap and her plump full lips lightly contacted Sam’s enormous cock head. “Yeah baby, that’s a girl” as I watched as Donna flicked her little pink tongue out and lightly licked his shiny plum sized cock head. Donna was breathing heavily now and her cunt sounded like a swamp as Vic continued to stroke his huge cock up and down my wife’s cunt furrow.

Sam took my wife’s hand off his cock now and replaced it with his own. Suddenly he slapped my wife in the face with his huge cock, then again and again, laughing as he left traces of pre-cum against my wife’s smooth creamy cheeks. He was teasing her now, slapping his big nasty cock against my wife’s full lips.

I suddenly realized that Donna was not turning away even though no one was holding her head or restraining her. Sam continued to assault her face with his nasty fuck pole. “You want to suck my big cock don’t you big tits?” Sam asked sarcastically. Donna replied with a feeble “no.”

“I don’t know about sucking your cock, but her fat cunt it trying suck my cock into it, the horny bitch,” Vic laughed. “Ah so that’s it, you want Vic to slide that monster into your fat cunt don’t you?” Sam bellowed.

Donna didn’t respond and Vic continued to assault my wife’s fat wet cunt with his cock head. “Well looky here,” said Vic. They were laughing now as my wife was attempting to move her big round ass back against Vic’s cock but Vic kept pulling it away while constantly rubbing up and down her damp cunt crevice.

“Tell you what big tits, here’s the deal, Vic will shove his big cock up your cunt the same amount of inches you can wedge my cock into your mouth,” Sam laughed and everyone broke up. “Yeah bitch, deep throat that big fucker and I will bury my cock into your sweet fat wet cunt back here balls deep,” Vic added.

Sam looked down at Donna and smiled, “You need it don’t you bitch, a real cock.” Sam gripped her head again pulling her lips off his cock head. “Look at your husband and tell him you want Vic’s big cock to stuff your fat married cunt.”

Donna looked at me with yearning in her eyes and mouthed the words, “I am so sorry,” as she slowing opened her mouth widely to attempt to get the huge cock head in her mouth.

“That’s a good bitch,” Sam exhaled as Donna only managed to get the plum sized head into her mouth. My wife’s cheeks were grossly stretched out of shape and Sam told Vic to give her about two inches since that was all she had managed to take so far. Donna groaned around the massive cock head as Vic’s own thick head went into her hot wet cunt. Donna was shaking now and trying to back onto more of Vic’s monster log.

Everyone was laughing and Sam told her she needed to take more to get more. My cock couldn’t possibly get any harder as I watched my wife attempt to shove more of Sam’s massive cock into her mouth. She took another inch in as it pressed against the back of her throat triggering her gag reflex. Sam whistled and added, “Oh you poor baby, your not going to be getting much cock in that starving cunt if you can’t do any better than that.”

Donna moaned again and drove down harder on Sam’s thick fuck stick but still only got maybe another inch wedged into her throat before the she started gagging again. “Give her another inch Vic,” Sam sighed as he shook his head at Donna’s feeble attempt.

“Hey, I got an idea,” said Mike. “I got a dog that won’t swallow pills and we have to close his mouth and rub his throat to relax him so he can take it. Well now that’s a great idea,” Sam replied and suddenly Sam grabbed my arm and pushed me into a standing position. “Relax her Don, she your puppy and she needs this medication right now.”

Everyone laughed but Sam’s look told me he meant it. I stood there for a second and Donna’s eyes looked up at me in shame as her mouth was stretched obscenely around Sam’s fat cock. Donna looked up at me as best she could, she closed her eyes burning in shame, but then reopening them with a pleading look in her eyes brimming with tears.

“Help her Don, push your wife’s pretty little head down and help her swallow that cock,” Sam whispered.

My hands shaking, I reached out and touched the side of my wife’s face. I could feel her cheeks stretched out, ballooning to accept the huge cock head. Quivering, I ran my hand down to her throat and used the other had to place on the top of my wife’s head.

“That’s it Don, help your big-titted wife get the cock you can’t give her.” I closed my eyes in shame as I gingerly pushed my wife’s head down while simultaneously slowly stroking her creamy white neck and throat. Oh my God, I could feel Sam’s huge plum sized cock head entering her throat.

“You’ve got to try harder than that Don,” Sam laughed. “Tell him Donna, tell him to shove your married virgin throat down onto my monster dick.”

Donna shook and made a response that eventually I could make out around Sam’s huge cock. “Plssgghh!” was the best she could manage for please. I got tears in my eyes but was rock hard as I pushed harder on the top of my wife’s head and felt Sam’s thick cock head slide further down my wife’s silky throat.

Donna’s nostrils were flaring wildly now as she struggled to breathe. Saliva was coming out of the corners of her mouth and was running down her throat and onto my hand. “That’s it Don, keep shoving your slut’s head down onto my fuck stick.”

Suddenly it was easier and I felt several inches of cock slide past my hand on my wife’s throat. Oh my god, it was past her throat and down into esophagus. “That’s it bitch, take my cock,” Sam told her. “Vic, give her about four more inches as a reward for doing better.” Donna shuddered as Vic plunged four more thick inches of cock into her fat wet married cunt.

My wife’s face was distorted now as about eight inches of cock was wedged firmly in her throat. Sam’s pubic hairs were just about to start tickling her slightly freckled nose. Without warning, Sam suddenly grabbed the top of my hand which was still firmly on top of my wife’s head and slammed down the last remaining two and half inches.

At the same time, Vic slammed the rest of his massive cock into my wife’s fat wet cunt. Donna suddenly bucked like a wild animal but she was helpless to prevent the onslaught. I could feel my wife attempting to back off of the meat log, which was down into her chest cavity, but Sam was too strong. Everyone was laughing now and suddenly my wife starting cumming. “Thar she blows!” laughed Mike who now reached down between my wife’s legs under her healthy stomach and vigorously rubbed her clit. My wife’s legs were shaking now and I could hear splashing noises coming from my wife’s stuffed cunt as she started to squirt do to her excitement.

Sam was sawing in and out of my wife’s mouth, throat, and esophagus now as my wife’s cheeks ballooned and shrank rapidly with the cock onslaught. “You’re about to get it bitch!” Sam yelled as he suddenly raised Donna by the hair so that only his cock head was wedged into her mouth.

I stared in horror as my wife’s cheeks suddenly bulged as is a hand grenade went off in her mouth. Thick white paste was now oozing around her tightly sealed mouth as his fat cock head was blocking off her throat and it had no where else to go. Vic was fucking my wife so hard not her legs and feet were actually leaving the floor on every thrust.

He was using her garter belt to hold her, the thin lace straps cutting into her fleshy back and belly. “Here’s the best part Don, watch this,” as Sam reached up over with his other hand and pinched off my wife’s nose. I watched in horror as my wife’s teary eyes went wide open with fear as she struggled to breathe around Sam’s huge cock. She was trying to suck in air around Sam’s cock with such force she was actually filling her nasal cavity and sinuses with cum.

Sam laughed and again directed everyone to watch as he suddenly released his hold on my wife’s nose as cum rockets shot from her nose to be quickly replaced by silvery white bubbles of cum. Vic watching the spectacle in a mirror lost it and unloaded cups of sperm into my wife’s well fucked cunt.

Mike, who had not participated whatsoever, now focused on what he had been ogling all night. Sam released his grip on my wife’s head and Vic pulled his spent cock out of my wife’s cunt. Mike rolled my wife over onto her back, half on and half off the sofa, reached down and with both hands ripped my wife’s bra right off her. Donna’s tits burst out and bounced free to settle down near her belly button.

Mike pulled out another massive cock and commenced sawing in and out of my wife’s massive jugs. Mike kept trying to keep his balance while fucking my wife’s tits but he kept having to take his hands off of Donna’s huge melons to catch himself. Sam leaned over and whispered in my ear to help Mike. As if in a trance, I reached down and took a hold of my bride’s udder sized tits and held them around Mike’s log of flesh. “That’s it bitch, look at my cock.”

I broke from my trance long enough to see my wife staring at Mikes huge cock, the head looming near her mouth as it bumped into the bottom of her chin. “Spray paint her Mike,” Vic said. At Vic’s words, Mike cursed him and let out a deep guttural yell as his huge cock cannon started spewing out thick ropes of cum toward my wife’s beautiful face.

First a long line fired straight up her face, catching the top of her left nostril, some continuing up between her eyes to get caught in her beautiful hair and some glanced off her nostril, went straight up in the air and fell back to her left eyelid.

Another rope struck the left side of her face, sealing her left eye shut and spider webbing into her hair. The next blast came as his huge cock bobbed free and struck my wife in the forehead almost missing her completely. As a result, a huge dollop of cum caught in her hair, matting it down. The remaining blasts of cum rendered my beautiful wife unrecognizable, sealing her eyes shut and filling her eye sockets like a spunk mask.

“We have to go now Don,” Sam laughed. Why don’t you clean your bitch up and take her home. “We’ll be seeing you around to have some more fun now that we know your wife likes.”