The girl yelped and groaned as his thick, meaty hand struck hard, the crack of his hand leaving a red hand-print on one quivering white ass cheek. Heat and moisture flooded Holly’s cunt as she felt her insides flutter with unusual pleasure. Another crack filled the confined space of the car as Harold landed another stinging blow to her bouncing ass, then another. Harold’s strong hands not only struck his wife’s crimson backside until it felt warm to the touch, but he would pause between blows to knead and massage Holly’s pliant, muscular ass, working her into a state of boiling intensity.
Finally Holly could stand it no longer and began begging pitifully, “Oh Daddy, please give me your dick honey. Oh Harold, I need you so bad, my pussy is on fire baby, please take your big fat dick and OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Holly groaned like a whore as Harold took her in his iron grip and sank his pulsing cock deep into her, pulling her back onto himself, wedging her down, down, down onto his straining dick.
Holly pressed the side of her cheek against the dark-tinted glass and began huffing as the breath was pushed from her with each stroke when Harold raised and plunged her stretched out pussy up and down onto his raging cock. The fat man grunted with the effort and sweat poured from him, staining his clothes as he fucked her like a madman, seemingly determined to force his broiling meat deeper and deeper into her. Holly’s ass cheeks bounced off of Harold’s belly, making it quake with each blow, but still the obese man hammered on. Minutes raced by as the atmosphere in the back of the limousine thickened, filled with the humid smell of sex and sweat, the grunts and cries of the two ringing loudly enough that the wide-eyed chauffeur could barely concentrate on staying on the road as it took all his efforts not to touch his own uncomfortable hard-on that had sprouted.
Running his large, powerful hands up and down Holly’s back as sweat streamed from her pores, Harold’s face took an animal snarl as he ripped his turgid meat from her clenched pussy, making her wail in despair at having been so cruelly deserted. Her cries turned once more to moans of encouragement as she felt her loving husband press his scalding dick-tip against her already lubricated anus.
“Oh God Daddy, fuck my ass, oh please ream my shitter Daddy!” Holly cried at the top of her lungs. The car pitched forward as it screeched to a halt on the deserted gravel road, pressing Holly into the separating window with Harold’s gigantic form tossed forward as well, resulting in fully half of his slicked meat abruptly plowing into the redhead’s bunghole, eliciting a delighted shriek from the girl. It was only seconds before the window screen separating them from the driver slid down and the pained, tortured face of the chauffeur appeared; Harold and Holly momentarily frozen at the site of him.
“I’m terribly sorry sir, but…” the driver stammered apologetically, turning his body to indicate his own long, thin cock swollen to a purple-headed state.
“Holly, sweetheart, be a dear and suck off the driver like a good little wife, would you?” grunted Harold as he wedged the last few centimeters of his cock ass-deep into her. Not having to be told twice, Holly fairly clambered forward, her upper torso over into the drivers’ compartment as she drove her lips down onto the juicy candlestick of her driver. His taste filled her mouth and her moans vibrated him delightfully as Harold began pistoning his fat dick into her asshole, pushing and pulling her on and off the chauffeur’s cock. Never had the elderly man felt anything so wonderful as the powerful suction of his redheaded Mistress, her young mouth yanking on his thin, gray-haired cock so hard it was as if a baby calf were nursing it. “Oh my word, Miss!” the old fellow exclaimed as he put a trembling hand on the back of her head, gripping a handful of scarlet hair in his gnarled old fingers.
Harold was bellowing like a bull in the rear compartment as his furious efforts actually rocked the idling car on the roadside. His clothes now soaked with sweat, Harold didn’t care about anything, not being on the roadside, not about ruining his clothes, not even if his terrible strength was hurting his beloved Holly, he was consumed with the savage pleasure of her insanely tight asshole as he tore into it, feeling the molten hot lava of his cum building to bursting inside him. With a feral roar, Harold increased his pounding to a degree that belied his enormous girth as he drained his scum into her bowels, filling her dark hot asshole with his thick, creamy seed. The friction of her intestines against his cock head suddenly became a soothing, slippery delight as his semen mixed with her ass-juices to ease the gripping channel and surround his turgid member with a coating of hot, creamy lubrication. The sensation of intense heat and fullness inside Holly, combined with the savage pounding she had happily endured made the shaking girl orgasm uncontrollably, her steaming hot pussy squirting jets of salty cum onto the pants legs of her sexy husband.
As for the long, pasty cock in her mouth, just he sight and sounds of his beautiful Mistress having an anal orgasm ripped from her, as well as her hungry devouring of his old meat sent the chauffeur over the edge as he pulled her hair tightly in his arthritic hand and forced her down onto his spewing dick. “Oh you fucking whore!” the old man exclaimed as she sucked and gulped his gamy old semen down, slurping and licking her reward.
Seconds passed as the old driver realized what he had said and his face drained of color as he looked over the wet back of his Mistress and into the laughing face of his Master. Looking down at his crotch fearfully, he was greeted by a cum-painted smile on Holly’s face as she swallowed the last of his scum down. She giggled up at him, then put on a mock air of seriousness and playfully batted the bobbing tip of his cock saying, “You only get to call me “Whore” when your sweet dick’s in me, okay?” then she broke into a broad grin again and lovingly kissed the deflating tip of his shriveled old cock. Her eyes then popped wide as she squeaked a “Whoops!” as she disappeared, pulled back through the window into the back seat compartment and into the lap of her laughing husband.
“Alright, you two can play some other time, now how about actually driving us home?” Harold chuckled.
“At once, sir” the elderly driver returned, rolling the window back into place.
Turning Holly about on his enormous belly, Harold looked his wife in the eyes, his love reflected in hers as he kissed her tenderly, then cocked an eyebrow down between them and said, “Sweetheart, I do believe my dick has something of yours on it. What shall we do about that?”
Grinning like a child on her birthday, Holly slid down to the floorboard once more and spent the rest of the drive carefully licking and kissing her favorite fat dick clean.
The end.
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