I submitted to her Bull - Sex Stories

I submitted to her Bull

... knows who the bull is and whos the bitch” take it Jack demanded. Timmy started to moan as that cock worked balls deep in him. I began to play with myself I was scared and turned on at the same time. I was startled again as I walked toward the bed tell her Timmy Jack ordered. Tell her “ I'm his slut too baby!” Timmy screamed. Jack continued to fuck my husband as I walked and began to touch his arm while looking down at Timmy. ( Husband point of view) Anna put her head on his chest. Jack pulled his cock out of my ass and slapped it. I fell to the bed Slowly, Jack's cock bulked up and grew longer – not by much, but it became more taught, hard. Anna took it into her mouth. She was working on him slowly, licking around the head, grazing him with her teeth. Anna licked at him, covering him in saliva. She knelt up, bending over him, serious about cock sucking now. She opened her mouth so wide it looked painful and pressed herself down, taking him to the back of her throat, then drew off Jack slowly. She did this slowly several times, with so much love, with determination and devotion. It was a sort of worship. He nose was flared, trying to draw in enough air. Jack's head went back and he grunted his pleasure. His heavy hand stroked her head, cleared her hair from her face so that I could see everything. He clutched a fistful of Anna's hair, took hold of her head to direct her actions, her speed, pressing her down further and further on his cock. "Isn't she beautiful, Timmy. Isn't ...

... she great at sucking a big cock?" This seemed to drive Anna on. She redoubled her efforts, going at him greedily, with a passion, throwing herself at Uncle Jack. Saliva drooled down his cock. Her hair was everywhere, her breathing heavy and ragged. She appeared to want to devour it, started to snort like an a****l and choke on him. But she f***ed herself on. Jack grabbed her head and held her still on his cock. Eight, nine, ten inches of the huge thing disappeared past her stretched lips, the head of it buried deep in her throat. She couldn't breathe and her jaw was stretched so wide, it must have hurt, just impossible. For a few seconds I was scared for her, what was Jack doing? Then his hands came off her head. Anna held still a moment. She seemed to push down on him further. Then she came off his cock in a rush. She coughed and gasped. Her face streamed with saliva and sweat and tears, but her sparkling eyes showed joy, elation. She was in the full rush of her lust. Urgently now, Anna straddled Jack, sitting on his horizontal cock. It lay across his stomach. It was too heavy to lift off him and stick in the air like my little penis. But I knew it was hard, absolutely rigid now. She bent down to kiss Jack hungrily on the lips. He lay there, letting her do everything, basking in her passion, as she rubbed her wet cunt up and down his cock, wetting him. Their kiss went on and on, it was deep and wet and adoring. She climbed further and further up him until her breasts were in ...