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panties. He rolled them down over her slim curving hips, over the delicious tight little rounds of her ass.
He caught a glimpse of her luxuriant dark bush. Again he ached to touch her, but Brenda didn't give the
command.
She leaned lightly on him as she stepped out of her panties. Her hand was cool and dry on his shoulder.
She seemed completely without emotion. That, too, excited him. He wanted to break through that
reserve, drive her wild with his lovemaking, as he'd done in the first days of their marriage.
In a way, Brenda wanted him to do that, too. She was conducting an experiment. She wanted to see if
Hal could still turn her on, in spite of her shock and anger and hatred. At present she felt nothing for him,
but she wanted to find out how good he really was ...
Naked, Brenda climbed onto the bed and lay down on her back. Her huge heavy breasts still thrust
straight out, firm and pointed. The tight brown nipples were soft, showing that she wasn't aroused yet.
"All right," she said, "you can touch me."
Hal approached her carefully, planning his strategy. He had to get her excited, prove himself as a lover.
It wasn't going to be easy. She was furious at him for what he'd done to Debby, and he didn't blame her.
If he could get through to her in spite of that, he might have a chance with her.
He placed his hands gently but firmly on the massive rounds of her gently quivering tits. They overflowed
his hands, huge and warm and silky. He began to massage her lovely big boobs, squeezing and pressing
and fondling. That got him very excited, but it seemed to have no effect on Brenda. She just lay there
looking at him languidly, as if he were only mildly interesting to her.
All right, he'd have to try something else. Usually she got off on having her tits fondled, but not tonight.
He'd move on to the surefire techniques, the things that always got her aroused. Gently he parted her
legs, drawing them well apart. Her slit was pretty, a narrow scarlet line fringed with feathery dark hair. It
was dry, though, not swollen and wet like it usually was for him.
Hal lay belly down between her spread legs and gently pried apart the fat furry lips of her mons. Her tiny
clit was flaccid and dry, a small dot of red flesh that appeared completely unaroused. He stuck out his
tongue and applied the wet tip to her soft little nub. He began to tickle and lash it in the way she liked
best. If this didn't work, he was really in trouble.
A quiver went through her body, and she gave a little sigh. He licked faster ...
Brenda lay back with her eyes closed. At least her question was answered-Hal could still arouse her.
She couldn't resist it when he licked her clit. Just as with Denton, she hated the man but loved his tongue,
loved his cock. She was glad. She intended to go on being married to Hal, so it was good that they
could still interest each other in bed.
His expert tongue played deliciously in the folds of her mons lips, lashing around her sensitive clit, flicking
and tonguing the tiny red organ. Her belly seemed to melt with pleasure, and she felt her cunt getting hot
and moist. Yes, he could still arouse her ...
"Yesss," she said, "yes, lick meee ..."
Hal gave a sigh of relief. He was getting to her at last. Her low husky voice, the moistening and swelling
of her pussy, told him that she was enjoying his flicking tongue. He tickled faster and faster with his wet
tongue tip on the hot little bud of her clit, and Brenda moaned. A sudden gush of scalding cream from
her cunt wet his face. He grinned.
He planted his mouth on her swelling little clit and began to suck it hard and hungrily.
"UMMM" Brenda said. "Yes ... Oh, yes, suck my clit ..."
Fiery jolting pleasure rippled through her belly. Hal was doing a superb job. Never had he sucked her so
well-but then his marriage and his freedom were at stake. She had a firm guarantee that her husband
would always be good in bed.
She wanted to test him, though. She wanted to see if he'd perform well in everything. He'd damned well
better, after what he'd done to her daughter ...
"Lick my cunt," she said. "Hurry ..."
He obeyed instantly. She felt his big rough tongue sliding off her swollen hard clit, down between the
plump folds of her pussy, and into the steamy pit of her cunt mouth. He tickled and rimmed there for a
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