Chapter 289

Paul flipped Rita over, onto her stomach, put his hands under her thighs, and raised her pussy to his mouth. He began feasting on it, from her clit to her vaginal opening, where his tongue dove deep inside of her. When his mouth returned to her clit, he forced three fingers into her cunt, and pumped them in and out, like a dildo.

Rita's hips were moving at breakneck speed, and she could feel herself getting ready to cum again. She was not going to tell him this time. She was not going to let him stop just before she went over the edge. She needed this, she needed to cum desperately, and her bastard husband knew it. He knew her body too well.

Paul felt the tension in her legs growing, and her powerful thighs trying to strangle him. He moved his tongue away from her clit and his fingers away from her cunt, and stood up straight taking her with him.

She was upside down, and she was livid. "You cock sucking son of a whore. I will get you for this, if it'