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In the closet, an excited Carlo increased the speed of his rhythmic stroking on his throbbing cock as he watched the masterful bludgeoning of the blonde's wetly glistening pussy. He felt envious that Nino – and not he – was fucking this beautiful rich cunt. His aching balls demanded release and he didn't know how much more of this he could take. Closing his eyes, Carlo fought the wave of paroxysm that flooded his senses. Suddenly, his eagerly pulsating cock gave an errant jerk and the searing load of jism that had been boiling for so long in his bulging balls erupted, spewing out and around his still clenched and stroking fingers. Again… then again… hot, white cum erupted and gushed forth, splashing against the wall and spilling onto the trousers of the expensive silk suit he had put on with such meticulous care that morning. Finally, one last little spurt plopped from the penis's swollen hole and dribbled onto the suit. He sat motionless for several moments, savoring the remnants of his release. As his breathing returned to normal, he opened his eyes and saw the pools of sticky cum on his suit. He swore under his breath – then looking to Elaine's wildly bucking body on the couch – he swore again. He would fix that little bitch… he would fix her good! Taking a handkerchief from his coat pocket, he dabbed at his trousers and wiped his hands while his mind raced, thinking of possibilities. Moments later he smiled, pleased with his ingenuity. His gaze was still focused on the fucking couple, but as he watched the heaving forms grunting toward their climaxes, he really didn't see them – his brain was far too busy, scheming and planning.

On the couch, Elaine had long since stopped thinking about what was being done to her; she was too busy trying to find new avenues of enjoyment, new sensations by twisting her pelvis first one way then the other. She found by clenching her bowel muscles that she could bring her clitoris into continual contact with that long hard rod driving in and out of her being. She had surrendered totally to this man lying between her open legs, and she unashamedly worshipped that hot part of him that skewered so wetly, so powerfully into her.

Her body was beginning to twist and writhe now, and her sounds became one long sustained mewl as she groaned into his mouth, shoving her tongue deep into his throat. She was animal, she knew she was an animal, and she loved being one. She was also servile, accepting anything done to her, relishing the taint of masochism in her soul, wanting more… more… more than she was getting. She was the portrait of pure wantonness: face wrung with passion, nostrils flaring like some wild mare being mounted by a stallion, neck tendons taut as cable, eyes hot and vacant with lust.

As if sensing the blonde divorcee's need for another new experience, Nino released her knees from her chest; she immediately wrapped her legs around his naked buttocks and used her calves to drive him deeper. The youth slipped his hands down over the naked flaring of her hips and slid them beneath the warm moons of her desperately thrashing buttocks. He cupped them harshly with each hand and began kneading them like bread dough as he thrust his thick heated shaft in with a greater frenzy.

Elaine subconsciously flexed and unflexed her straining vaginal muscles as his fingers dug deeply into the white, supple flesh of her ass. He jerked her harder up to his cock, and she spread her thighs even further, inviting him to do what he willed, as she opened the moistly hot hole of her cunt in obscene welcome. He pounded into her with a fury, then – without warning – changed technique again and began making smooth, longer strokes that drew his cock nearly out of her tightly clasping vagina before plunging forward again into her uplifted loins. It was then she felt his right hand stop its kneading motion on her ass and begin moving into the crevice of her buttocks itself. She felt his outstretched middle finger tentatively search, then find, her unprotected and completely defenseless, puckered little hole.

He pressed inward and she felt the soft, rubbery flesh down there yield reluctantly. "Ohhhhhhh, God, that hurts," she said, twisting her buttocks in an effort to get away, the motion was hopeless, though, for his long hard cock had her skewered like a helpless pig on a spit. The groan bubbled from her lips in pained protest as his finger continued its unnatural invasion of her rectum. "Eeeeeeeaaahhh, don't… Nino." He thrust even harder, and now she saw the cruel smirk on his handsome face as he took pleasure in hearing her sounds of subjugation.

"Ouuuuuugggh," she cried, as her tiny exposed anus received another thrust.

Nino, however, was not about to withdraw his finger. He could feel the warm rubbery resilience of her rectum, and he could also feel the quivering muscles in there which gave lie to her protests. She didn't know yet, but her body was really enjoying the almost brutal fucking he was subjecting her to. Soon she would be begging. He began working his finger around inside, stretching the puckered little anal ring ever wider and wider as his penis continued pounding mercilessly into her wide-stretched vagina.

Elaine felt a second finger poised at the opening to her back passage, then it, too, was inside – working in unison with the first finger… in rhythm with his pistoning prick. The deep guttural protests coming from her chest began gradually changing from whimpers of pain to low moans of new increased pleasure as her rectum became used to this strange invasion.

Within seconds she was shamelessly skewering her anus back onto his fingers as the Italian boy probed methodically around in the warm, rubbery depth. New sensations of delight rippled through the young blonde's abdomen and up her spine. She knew she was hopelessly impaled and helpless between the hard driving rod of flesh buried deep in her womb and those cruel, merciless… wonderful… fingers that wormed hotly in and out of her behind.

She was squealing like a stuck pig, twisting and writhing in wantonness under this double rape of her nakedly widespread loins, when suddenly she knew she was about to cum. She fought her own body against the orgasm; she didn't want to cum… not yet. All this was too beautiful to end, to change. She tightened up all of her muscles, but that only intensified the hot vibrations that were beginning to reverberate like a gong in the heart of her belly.

Nino felt the change in her body, felt the sudden heating up of her vaginal passage, and knew she was rapidly approaching a climax. Beneath him, Elaine had begun to chant, "Oh, oh, ohhhhhh," with each breath. The knowledge that she was about to cum caused his own excitement to build to a fever pitch; he wanted to cum with her, at the same time. There would be more later, he knew that for a fact; he felt he could cum a hundred times with her, could fuck all night, all day, all week – forever! And so, he yanked his fingers from her tight little anus and quickened the rhythm of his thrusts, grinding hard and deep, boring persistently into the hidden recesses of her pussy.

The nakedly writhing girl's senses were rapidly leaving her now. There was nothing left except that exquisite pressure building up in her loins; she was only vaguely aware of his lips leaving her mouth to clamp hotly on her right breast, of the feel of his testicles hammering at her ravaged anus, of his hands moving down across her abdomen to bring additional titillation to her clitoris. The pressure of the impending orgasm almost frightened her in its intensity. It was death. She would die from it. This was it!

"Ohhhhhhh, nooo… nooooo," she wailed, "fuck harder… I'm cumming… I'm cumming… I'm cummmiiinnng… againnnn…!"

She writhed seeking one last ecstatic thrust before the dam inside of her burst. His heatedly thick cock was a huge battering ram slamming into the portals of all her sensitivity, and the vibrations from the blows made her tingle from every follicle of her golden hair to the tip of her toes. This all had to be a dream… it was all too beautiful to be true. Then, gradually… the dam crumbled and the wave of ecstasy was upon her.