Chapter 38

• SECRET LOVERS
• Clay Holt was doing his best to hang on as his wife Alison writhed, bucked, and moaned beneath him. She was wild tonight. “You want to fuck her, don’t you baby!” It wasn’t a question. “You want to take her clothes off and kiss her little titties…you want to eat her pussy!” Her head whipped from side to side in her frenzy, and her heels beat a tattoo on the small of his back. “Ahhhhhh,” she screamed in a high-pitched voice. “I want to watch you fuck her baby!” Alison came…hard. Her nails clawed bloody furrows in his back as she shrieked her way through the orgasm. Unable to do anything else, Clay spilled his semen in her still-grasping pussy, his eyes rolling up in his head at the intensity of the sensation.
• “Are you crazy?” he asked his wife. “She’s just a kid, and you’d cut my balls off if I even thought about fucking her.” He was dripping sweat from the workout Alison had just put him through.