Three Leather Jacket Tassels Ch. 02

"Give me ahhhh that good ahhh ol' small mmm town ohhhh dick cowboy!" Eny bellowed.

"I will baby, as much as you want. Just as long as you give this cowboy that big city pussy. I wanted to fuck your city ass for a long time, hussy," I said lowering her body back on the floor with my boots on. My cock covered in her secretions, her twat leaking with pre-ejaculate.

I slapped her little ass and led her back to the bed bending her over with both of my arms. My wife was making heavy eye contact with me wearin' my cowboy hat as I fucked her friend. I slapped Eny's lanky ass hard again and stuck my prick back in her from behind.

"Who's gonna' reform for me, slut?" I asked Eny.

"Like me tanning that sexy New York hide!?"

"Fuck me cowboy!!!" she cried out. I leaned up close against her back humping her swiftly, rocking in circles, beginnin' to lose myself in the enormous pleasure. My wife just smiled at me letting me know it was alright to enjoy her friend.

"I'm gonna' reform your naughty ass bitch! Well, I know you're a Yankee, so it's gonna' take a lot of reformin' makin' you into a nice southern belle!"

"Yeah ahh ahhh mmm fuckk me hard Paul! Reform my naughty ass!"

"You're gonna' get a whuppin' with a hickory switch, hussy! We're gonna' knock boots till' sunrise" I said as I kept slapping her cute little liberal tail.

"Let's get something straight here Eh-nai!!!! No man is allowed to fuck my Paulette. But my cheeks can fuck any woman she pleases from now on, provided!! Provided, that that woman fucks little Paul here in you right now!!" As I said this I pulled her chin to me and looked her in the eyes, stealing kisses from her as we talked dirty.

"Ahh ohh, yes Paul yes!" she kept repeating with her eyes shut, her entire face moved to total ecstasy.

"Stop wobblin' jaw little bluebelly hussy!" Think you can chisel my wife from me do ya'?"

As I fucked Eny we heard a cellphone ring from one of many devices stacked on our bedside table beside our only land-line corded base phone. Paulette and I knew immediately it was Eny's phone.

"Oh no!" cried Eny; "That's my husband!!!"

"Ahh honey, get ahh mmm it, fuck! Get it and hand it over to me, I want to talk to Philip," I said slamming into Eny. My wife was making out with Eny from inside the bed as I plowed her. My wife casually picked it up from the counter just as Philip was about to give up, and pressed the talk button.

I beckoned to Paulette and she raised her neck up tilting it. I was tongue kissing her deep as I enjoyed Eny's beautiful pussy. Paulette put the device in my hand as I jack-hammered Eny.

"Hello?" I mumbled in my best falsetto impression of Eny.

"Stop, ahhh, stop mmmm second Paul!" Eny griped.

"Eny?? Is that you?? Are you alright? Why aren't you home? It's almost midnight. Listen I just wanted to apologize," I heard Philip say. I was still slam fucking Eny's pussy, her feet rocked back and forth inside my large boots screeching loudly on our marbled bedroom tiles, her frail body quaking with the punishment.

"Sorry Phil, Eh-nai can't come to the phone right now because she's busy getting the shit fucked out of her! Your wife's cunt is really somethin' else!!" I said hanging up and handing the phone back to Paulette who giggled. Philip rang again, only this time he persistently dialed our only land-line. I finally reached over and tapped on the speaker button.

"Hello! Hello! Eny! This is your husband! Where the fuck are you?" Philip screamed over the phone.

"Want me to shoot my man milk in you sweetie? Want my sweet milk?" I growled at Eny.

"Mmmm, ahhh, yeah Paul..."

"Shit! Shit! Shit! Fuckkkk! Hell yeah! Here it comes! Fuuuuck you sexy bitch! Take my white piss!!!" I cried unloading load upon load of come from my balls into her little bisexual twat.

"What Philip? I can't hear you. Maybe you should call back a little later," Paulette casually remarked.

To be continued.