Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57675 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 288(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57675 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 288(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
Ranger and I stare at each other. Clearly, this woman is past the point of no return. Armed robbery and Assault One are no joke.
“Shit, baby, I’m so sorry to hear,” says my business partner. “But you shouldn’t feel bad about this. Wanda was messed up, and what she did to us was only the first step on her descent into hell.”
Bethany nods.
“I know, but who could have foreseen this?” she asks. “And I was friends with her for years before she betrayed us. I never would have guessed.”
I shake my head.
“It just shows that you never really know someone. But don’t dwell on it sweetheart. This is absolutely not your fault, and in fact, Wanda’s fate has nothing to do with us. The redhaired witch was always headed to an unhappy ending, and I guess she’s getting it now at Rikers.”
Bethany swallows again.
“I suppose so,” she murmurs quietly. “I just hope she comes out okay.”
My wide shoulders shrug.
“You know, life always gives you a second chance. It’s called tomorrow. And Wanda’s getting her second chance as well. Maybe at Rikers, she’ll see the light and reform her ways. Maybe she’ll meet a chaplain or an older prisoner who will help steer her onto a better path.”
Bethany merely sighs again.
“Maybe,” she says in a small voice.
But Ranger and I have had enough of this. Our beautiful woman shouldn’t be stressing about someone as worthless as Wanda Jones, and to make her feel better, my business partner reaches under Bethany’s skirt and gently strokes your pussy. She moans a bit, so responsive.
“Is that better, sweetheart?” he growls, his blue eyes flashing as they focus on our wife’s curvy form. “Does getting touched there help?”
She mewls a bit, leaning back.
“It does,” she breathes while widening her thighs. “You always make me feel so good.”
I join in as well. “Sweetheart, would being spitroasted improve your mood?” I ask. “You know how much Ranger and I enjoy it.”
Bethany’s big brown eyes open, and she smiles coyly at us.
“I would love to be spitroasted,” she whispers. “Please, let’s do it.”
I growl. “Sure thing, baby. But first, I need to taste your clit.”
Within seconds, I’m positioned between her thighs with my mouth on her sensitive nub. Shit, the bundle of nerves is so tight and big, and she moans and tosses her head as I alternately suck and lick it.
“Oh Ryder,” she says, gushing down my throat. “You know how to treat me right.”
Meanwhile, Ranger’s made his way over to her head and gently probes her lips with his dick.
“I can treat you right as well, sweetheart. Just give me a good suck first, and we’ll be getting this spitroast on its way.”
Eagerly, Bethie parts her lips and sucks Ranger’s mushroom head into her throat. He’s so huge that we can literally see the head of his dick descending down her slim neck as he gives her a good throat fuck.
“Oh shit,” I growl with arousal. “I need you, sweetheart. Upsy-daisy, onto your hands and knees.”
Obligingly, Ranger pulls out and helps turn our wife around so that she’s poised doggy style. By now, she’s lost all her clothes and her big boobs sway to and fro as she wiggles her hips at me, baiting me with her sweetness.
“Like this?” she mewls, looking at me over one shoulder. But then Ranger pulls her head towards him again, and buries his club within her lips. Bethany’s eyes close with ecstasy as she swallows him whole, humming her pleasure. In the meantime, I probe first her pussy and then her ass.
“Which hole do you want, sweetheart? Ass or pussy?”
She says something, but it’s indecipherable, and I decide to do both. Slowly, I ease my dick into her creaming cunt, and the slickness and pressure drives me wild. Shit, she’s so tight even after giving birth to thirteen children that it’s unbelievable.
“Fuck,” I mutter, watching as my dick exits, drenched in her pussy juices. Ranger leans over, his pole still embedded in Bethany’s mouth, and pulls her butt cheeks apart so that we both have a better view.
“Fuck, she wants it,” he says as we watch her pussy lips drag along my length, as her ass winks at us. “Put it in,” he commands.
Slowly, I pull my shaft out, and then probe her tiny asshole.
“Mmmm,” she moans headily. “Unnnh.”
The pleats give way under the unrelenting pressure of my dick, and Ranger and I watch with avid eyes as her butt swallows my cock. She’s a hungry slut as usual, and finally, the spitroast is complete. Our beautiful girl is plugged deep on both ends by two cocks, hanging between us on the precipice of pleasure.
“Mmm,” she moans again as I begin a rhythm in her ass.
“Keep it up,” rasps Ranger, fucking her throat simultaneously. “Because soon you’ll be flooded from both sides.”