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PENTAPRISM : 15 : CAMERA CANDIDA

Section 1 of 9 : Honeymoon Sweat : Part 2 of 2

by Mary Jorsay Gandmar <maryjg@finebody.com>

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----- continued from part 1 of 2 -------------------------------

"That was incredible," she gasped softly. "Fuck me again."

"I intend to," he murmured. "No chance of stopping now!"

Whimpering, she moved her legs off the chair and sofa. Her thighs trembled
from the strain of keeping the position for so long. He slid slowly out of
her flesh and she gasped. He rose to his feet, staggering slightly as his
muscles cramped slightly when he eased the tension in them. He held his hand
out and helped her up. She staggered slightly as she came into his arms. He
held her close, his thick, sheathed cock pressing between their bodies and
kissed her deeply.

"I want to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you," he grunted.

"Fuck me as long as you can," she whispered, bending and licking his nipple,
her fingers fondling his balls and cock. "I want you."

They turned and now he went down on his back on the table. The glass was
moist with her sweat. He lay with his hips at the edge, his feet on the
floor, his penis thrust proudly upward. Anuja moaned and, dropping to her
knees, caressed his cock wantonly, jerking the sheathed shaft in her
fingers. Bending her head, she licked and sucked the protruding cock-head.
Salman groaned; it felt wonderful. Opening her mouth wide, she sucked on his
cock-head gently, running her tongue cunningly around the gorged, thick,
slimy knob. Lifting her eyes, watching his face, opening her mouth wide, she
licked his cock-head lasciviously, lapping delicately at the beads of
pre-cum gunk that oozed from the long slit in the tip.

"Oh fuck yes!" Salman groaned, his head bent, watching her, as aroused by
the sight of her sucking his cock as the actual fellatio. "C'mon! Suck it!"

Anuja smiled, her jeweled fingers twinkling on his cock-shaft. She licked
the sheath wantonly, then sucked his cock-head again till he stopped her.

She rose to her feet, gorgeous, alluring, her body glistening with sweat,
glittering with the jewellery, gobs of pre-cum gunk on her face and breasts.
She straddled his hips, her feet on the floor, legs astride the table over
his groin. The long slits on the inside legs of her transparent *dhoti*
pants parted, exposing her naked, wet cunt and buttocks. The gold chain from
her girdle nestled in her slit. She took his cock in one hand, pulled the
gold chain slightly to one side and slowly lowered her cunt to his cock. Her
cunt-lips brushed his cock-head. She moved his cock back and forth and round
and round gently, smiling wantonly down at hi, her eyes glittering as she
stimulated her clitoris and slit with his frenum and glans. He could feel
the wet heat of her cunt on his cock-head.

"C'mon! Sit on my dick!" he grunted.

Anuja hissed in pleasure, bit her lower lip. Slowly, she eased her cunt down
onto his cock. The thick cock-head popped into her cunt and she gasped
softly, gritting her teeth, sucking in her breath, arching her head. Her
mouth opened, and her tongue ran sensuously across her upper lip. Holding
his shaft in one hand, keeping the gold chain lifted clear with the other,
she began to swirl her hips in slow, wide arcs, snapping them sharply as she
brought them around. His cock-head churned her molten cunt-flesh, mashing
her quivering clitoris.

"Oh baby yes!" she gasped, chewing her lower lip again.

Her hands slid away from his cock and the gold chain and moved erotically up
her body, caressing her crotch, then her belly, rising under her necklaces
to her breasts, lifting and squeezing them in her excitement. Her head
turned to one side, a mask of pleasure. Salman watched her, transfixed. She
was the sexiest woman he had ever fucked. She hissed in pleasure, and her
hands moved higher, over her neck and face and then she lifted her arms
high, her hands linked behind her head and tilted her face up. Her legs
spread wide, her knees deeply bent, she ground her hips round and round,
moving faster and faster, gasping and moaning, her elbows pushed up and out.
Her breasts wobbled and jiggled as she moved and he slid his hands up her
body and squeezed them, making her groan loudly. Again and again her wicked
tongue arched over her upper lip in a curiously wanton action that aroused
him intensely. Now she slid her hands down to her buttocks and under them,
pulling the curved lobes open, her fingertips reached beneath for his shaft,
teasing it gently.

"Ohhh yes, baby ... ohhh that's so good, lover! Fuck ... yes ... oh fuck
yes! That's it ... mm, c'mon ... squeeze my tits, Salman! Squeeze them hard!
Ohhh yes ... that's it!"

Biting her lower lip, she leaned forward from the waist, her hands on the
insides of her thighs and, gradually, began lowering her cunt onto the
sheathed cock. She gasped and winced as the first spikes and knobs bit into
her cunt-flesh. Slowing, she moaned, her nostrils flared, her eyes bright
and sharp with lust.

"Slowly," she gasped. "I want to feel every inch of it going in ... mm, yes
... that's it ... ohhh yes ... oh god that's so good ... fuck, your cock's
so big!"

Salman fought to contain himself as her taut, fiery cunt slid down on his
armoured penis, engulfing him in her volcanic flesh. Lower and lower her
cunt sank, taking his cock deeper and deeper into her flesh. She gasped and
moaned and groaned loud obscenities as the hard spikes and thick knobs and
ribbed ridges crushed her wet cunt-flesh. The gold chain down her crotch
glittered against the villainous black of his cock-sheath, an intensely sexy
sight set against the wet black curls of her pubic hair and the soft
brightness of her cunt-flesh. At last she had him entirely inside her, her
buttocks on his thighs, his balls pressed to her cunt-lips. She whimpered
and rocked forward, her hands on his deep chest. Her head tilted to one
side, she looked at him with glittering eyes.

"Fuck me slowly," she whispered, and bending over, kissed him lasciviously,
slipping her tongue erotically in and out of his mouth, tonguing his
nipples.

He squeezed her breasts and slid his hands up and down her sweating back,
fingering her anus. He had no doubt that she would like being fucked in the
ass, and he intended to do it. As she rose, he squeezed her breasts together
and sucked on them simultaneously, whipping her rigid nipples with his
tongue, scraping his teeth over the hard points. Anuja shuddered, gasping in
joy. Her necklaces rasped between their bodies. Their hips ground together,
undulating and rocking and swaying. Anuja arched her head and gasped. Her
face was suffused with pleasure: Her eyes were half-closed, her mouth open
in an erotic O, her nostrils flared. The little nose-stud winked in her left
nostril.

"Oh god yes ... ohhhhhh uhhh yes!" she moaned.

Slowly, she straightened above him, gasping and panting heavily. The thick,
armour-clad cock ground in her sodden, steaming cunt. With a deep shudder,
she began to move slowly, lifting her hips, sliding her cunt up the length
of his reinforced erection. As the hard knobs and spikes scraped out of her
flesh, she gasped thickly, chewing her lower lip in tension. Higher and
higher she lifted her cunt, till the sheath was out of her flesh and only
the cock-head was between her cunt-lips. Then, with a sobbing gasp, she sank
her hips again, her buttocks unflexing. Simultaneously, Salman arched his
hips in unison, to meet hers in descent. The thick penis rasped into her
flesh again and her mouth tore open and her face contorted in a rictus of
lust as the sharp spikes and thick studs pierced her flesh.

"Oh ma uhhhhhhh yes!" she gasped in delight, her hands on her breasts,
squeezing and crushing them in wanton excitement. "Oh god yes!"

Again she lifted her hips and again they sank. Salman controlled himself and
moved with her. Up and down she went, her cunt rising and falling slowly
along the length of his shaft. Gradually, they hit a rhythm, their hips and
loins bucking together. Her face contorted in pleasure and joy as his
sheathed cock ran in and out of her cunt.

"Oh yes!" she gasped. "Ohhhhhhhuhhhh yes!"

"C'mon! Take it! Yeh, take it, bitch! Take it!" he gasped.

Her hands on his chest, Anuja rocked and lurched his hips, her cunt running
up and down the length of his armoured cock. Her buttocks flexed and
unflexed rhythmically. Her belly sucked in with tension. Her hips gyrated
and ground around as she moved, mashing her cunt-flesh with his penis. Her
shoulders were hunched with deep, sexy hollows in the shoulder-bones. Her
face was tilted up, her neck craned, her face a suffusion of joy. Her mouth
was open in a wide 'O', her white teeth glistening, her nostrils were flared
and her eyes were half-closed and glassy. Up and down she moved, faster and
faster, her buttocks bouncing off his thighs. Her breasts jumped and bounced
with her movements and her thick, heavy jewellery tossed and slapped on her
tawny skin, tinkling loudly. Salman pumped his hips up and down beneath her,
his hands under her thighs.

"Ohhhhhhhhh yes! Ohhh yes ohh yes oh yes oh yes ohh uhhh oh uh oh uh oh uh
oh uh ohhhhhhh!" she gasped.

"C'mon uhhhh yeh c'mon take it oh fuck yes take it ohhhhhhhhhhh yes!" he
grunted, his face flushed with excitement and tension. "C'mon, whore,
c'mon!"

Faster and faster they moved, their gasps and cries loud and rising. Anuja's
body bucked and tossed and bounced feverishly on his pumping hips, her cunt
grinding up and down the length of his enormous, latex-clad erection.
Hissing in pleasure, she jammed her cunt down onto his cock, feeling the
spikes and studs bite into her flesh and, leaning forward, her head arched,
her breasts pendulous over his face, snapped her buttocks together rapidly,
squeezing his cock in her cunt. Salman gasped and crushed her breasts in his
hands, scraping the hard metal of her necklaces over her rigid nipples,
making her shudder in joy. Up and down she moved again, straightening her
back, her head tilted up, her hands on her breasts, lifting and squeezing
them erotically. He thumbed her clitoris and she groaned and gasped loudly.

Teetering on the brink of a violent orgasm, she paused and slipped off his
cock. Looking down at him, she thought she had seldom seen a sexier sight
than the black leather-clad cock with its thick leather girdle. Bending, she
sucked his cock again hungrily, taking his cock-head in her mouth. He
groaned and pushed her head away.

Anuja staggered back onto the coffee-table, bent on her forearms and knees
like a rutting bitch, with her knees at the edge, her buttocks thrust up
high. Her swollen breasts were pendulous and her necklaces swayed. Salman
stood behind her and, pushing her buttocks open, eased his swollen penis
into her cunt. Anuja cried out, her mouth opening in a wide 'O', her eyes
fluttering shut as the huge cock surged into her flesh.

"OHHHHHHHH yes! Ohh ma yes, Salman, yes! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard! Ohhhh
yes! That's it! C'mon! Do it!"

Salman gripped her hips and, gasping, arching his handsome head, flexed his
buttocks and swung his hips forward, driving his cock into her hot cunt. She
lurched under his thrust and cried out as the big penis bit into her
cunt-flesh.

"OHHHHHH ma uhh *hanh* uhhhh ohhh uhhhhhh OHHHHHH!" she cried.

"Ahhhhhhhh uhhh yeh! Ffff YEH! Ohh fuck yes!" he gasped.

Her body lurched forward, her breasts swinging, her necklaces dancing. Her
buttocks writhed against his thighs. He groaned and began to fuck her with
long, swift, punishing thrusts, plunging deeply and smoothly into her cunt,
his hips rocking seamlessly back and forth, his buttocks flexing and
unflexing, his armoured cock glistening black as it stroked in and out of
her flesh. She rocked and swayed under him, her head tilted up, her eyes
closed, her face a vision of lust. She moaned and cried out incessantly,
pushing her cunt back and forth along the length of his penis. Her breasts
wobbled and jiggled. He went faster, his thighs slapping loudly at her
buttocks, his balls pressing to her cunt-lips as he drove deep into her cunt
and drew a shuddering, sobbing, gasping response.

Salman tired of the sheath. He wanted to feel her cunt heat and wetness on
his flesh. He paused, slid out of her, ripped off the sheath and quickly
ground into her flesh again with a groan of pleasure. Anuja's face creased
in delight. The sudden change from the hard sharpness of the sheath to the
hot thickness of his smoothly shorn shaft was delightful.

"C'mon, Salman ... fuck me hard ... fuck me as hard as you can!" she
murmured, turning her face over her shoulder.

He slid his hands up her body, cupping her breasts and kissed her deeply,
thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She writhed against him, sucking
erotically on his tongue. He straightened and, grunting, began to fuck her
rapidly and hard, rocking his hips swiftly back and forth, his buttocks
flexing and unflexing, his cock plunging and pistoning and reaming and
ramming in and out of her cunt. She cried out, in sharp, staccato Ohs and
Ahs and Uhs and Oh mas, her body rocking and jerking and snapping under his.
Gritting her teeth, she hissed in pleasure, panting heavily, rocking her
body back and forth on his penis. Her necklaces dragged along the glass
surface, crinkling prettily. She turned her face over her shoulder, running
her tongue over her upper lip and moaned loudly.

"Ohhhhh yes! Oh fuck yes, Salman, yes ... c'mon ... fuck me, baby ... fuck
me harder! Ohhhh uhhh yeh! That's it ... c'mon, do it!"

He moved faster, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips,
rocking his hips rapidly back and forth, his buttocks flexing and unflexing,
driving his cock in and out of her cunt. His hips snapped sharply as he
plunged and pistoned and rammed into her flesh, his thighs whacking her
buttocks and thighs, his balls slapping at her cunt-lips.

"Yeh c'mon! Yeh c'mon! Yeh oh yeh oh yeh oh yeh c'mon bitch take it! Oh fuck
yes fuck yes fuck yes oh uh yeh uh yeh uh yeh uh that's it c'mon whore take
it c'mon you fucking bitch take my dick oh fuck oh fuck oh uh oh uh ah uh ah
uh ah uh ah uh ahhhhhh!" he rasped erotically.

"Salman," she moaned, between her gasps. "Salman ... please ... fuck ...
fuck my ass ... butt-fuck me! Quickly! Fuck it hard!"

It was an offer he could not possibly refuse. He slid quickly out of her
cunt and, pushed her buttocks apart with his hands. Her puckered anus winked
temptingly at him. Salman throbbed with pleasure. He pushed his cock-head to
her asshole. She tensed fractionally, her fingers tightening on the leading
edge of the table. He paused and she relaxed with a soft moan. Her sphincter
loosened. Instantly, Salman dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her
buttocks and, flexing his buttocks, slid his hips forward. His cock-head
popped through into her tight rear channel.

"OHMAUHOHUHAHUHOHSUHHLMA ... uhhhh ... AHHHH uhhhhhh AHHHHHHN uhhhh
OHHHHHH!" Anuja cried out thinly, her face twisting and contorting in a
savage grimace of lust.

Salman gasped as her asshole convulsed and contracted fiercely on his
throbbing penis. Her buttocks trembled and her hips swayed. He groaned and
slowly pushed his cock deeper into her anus, flexing his buttocks gradually.
In and in his cock went, burrowing and tunnelling into her tight rear
orifice. Anuja gasped and moaned, her breath coming in shuddering, heaving
sobs. His cock was incredibly hot and thick and long. It seared her asshole.
The sensation was exquisite, and the deep throb in her anus aroused her to
fever pitch.

Salman began to sodomise her slowly and deeply. Gripping her buttocks, he
moved his hips slowly back and forth, flexing and unflexing his firm
buttocks, pushing his cock in and out of her asshole. Anuja gasped and
whimpered, her chest heaving, her head hanging between her arms, her
shoulders hunched. Her breasts jiggled and swung with his thrusts. She
groaned, forcing her anus back onto his long, thick penis. Her gold
necklaces dragged and scraped noisily along the glass surface of the table
top. Salman gasped, his belly sucked inward, his head flung back, his mouth
open, his muscles rippling and cording with tension.

He was nearing the end now. The fires in his loins raged out of control,
consuming his loins. Her anus was hot and tight and it contracted and
spasmed on his penis with a feverish, undeniable hunger. He kept moving
relentlessly.

"C'mon! Take it ... ohhhh uhhh yeh ... oh fuck yes ... oh fuck that's so
good ... c'mon whore ... take my cock ... ohhhhhh uhhh ohhhhh uhhhh
ohhhhhhhh uhh ohhhhhhh uhhh yes!" he gasped.

"Oh ma ... oh ma ... oh ma ... ohhh uhhh *hanh* ... uhhh oh ma uhhh ohhh uhh
ohhh!" she whimpered, her voice heavy and hoarse, her breathing ragged.

He felt her orgasm violently, her body shuddering and stiffening and her
anus convulsed frenetically on his penis. Anuja's head swam with pleasure.
This was her third major orgasm and she had countless smaller ones in
between. It was too much for Salman to bear. With a shuddering gasp, he
pulled out of her and masturbated violently for a few seconds. Then he
groaned in relief as the heat broke from its confines and spewed from the
slit in his cock-head. Anuja gasped in pleasure as she felt the hot splash
of his gunk on her buttocks and back and thighs, dribbling over her anus and
down her cunt-lips.

With a soft groan, Salman squeezed his cock into her cunt. She groaned and
rocked back against him, pushing her cunt down deep onto his cock. She
turned her face over her shoulder. He leaned over, his hands under her
breasts, squeezing them eagerly, and kissed her, thrusting his tongue into
her mouth. She writhed her buttocks against him, sucking erotically on his
tongue.

"Keep fucking me," she moaned thickly, her tongue darting in and out of his
mouth. "Don't stop fucking me."

Behind his cameras, Avinash smiled in satisfaction. He masturbated slowly
and began to orgasm as he watched his wife fornicate for his pleasure.

------ END OF SECTION 1 --------

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