I walked into the living room and saw her. She was bent forward over the table, blonde hair falling over her shoulders as she wiped the surface. She was wearing that skimpy midnight blue gown, the hem barely covering the curve of her ass. I didn't say a word. I tiptoed up behind her, my eyes locked on those thick thighs. I reached down and hiked the fabric of the gown up past her waist, exposing her completely. Her pussy lips were unusually long, hanging heavy and inviting. Before she could even process the air hitting her skin, I lined myself up and shoved my entire hard length into her from behind.
"Huh, what—" Her voice cut off into a sharp gasp as her teeth clenched. I didn't give her a second to breathe. I grabbed her shoulders and thrust again, burying my cock until those long, fleshy lips were crushed flat against my crotch.
"Oh~ ahhhh~ ahhh~" she moaned, her body pitching forward.
I leaned over her, forcing her chest flat against the table. I began to pull out slowly, watching as her pussy lips clung to my shaft, stretching and extending halfway down my cock before finally snapping off. The sound was a loud, wet shloop—the sound of her being completely soaked.
"Morning," I grunted. I pulled all the way out, watching the cream and slick drip down her inner thighs. Her legs were trembling, spread wide apart as she struggled to hold her weight against the table. I grabbed her hips, feeling the curve, and delivered a slap so hard it echoed through the room. The impact made her entire body jerk, a spray of fluid hitting the table as she squirted, her knees nearly buckling before she gripped the wood to stay upright.
I reached forward, grabbed a thick handful of her blonde hair, and yanked her head back. Her back arched and her ass wiggled side to side in a desperate search for friction. "Wearing this kind of gown with no panties right after your husband and daughter left," I growled, pulling her hair tighter. "How many times have I warned you not to seduce me, you horny bitch?"
The pain and the words made her flood. Her pussy was gushing, slicking her raised ass and the table underneath her. I hooked my arms under hers, pinning her shoulders down and positioning myself right at the entrance. Her long pussy lips were already spread open like a mouth from the first few hits. I pressed back in, the skin wrapping around my cock immediately. I slapped her ass again, then again, and again. I kept hitting the right cheek until it was bright red and twitching.
She was flat on the table now, her legs spread to their absolute limit. I reached under her, ditching her shoulders to grab her heavy, braless tits. I squeezed them into my fists, bruising the flesh as I started to pound. I went deep, bottoming out so hard the table skidded several inches across the floor.
Pah. Pah. Pah.
"Mmmph... god... you're so thick..." she groaned, her head lolling.
I ignored her and increased the pace. I was ramming into her with everything I had, my balls slapping rhythmically against her wet skin. I reached down, grabbed one of her long legs, and forced it up onto the table so she was pinned at a brutal angle. I took her other leg and threw it over my shoulder. With her pussy stretched wide and those long lips still acting as a sleeve around my shaft, I shoved my whole length in, pinning her flat.
PAH PAH PAH PAH.
Her eyes rolled back into her head. Saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth as her blonde hair matted against her sweaty face. She was cumming over and over, her internal muscles clamping down on me, but I didn't stop. I needed to finish this. I raised both her legs, tucking them high against my sides, and hugged her body tight.
I thrust with a violent force, piercing deep toward her womb. She squirmed like a trapped animal. My balls contracted and I let go, pumping a thick, hot load of cum deep inside her. I didn't just pull away; I kept pumping, my waist moving on its own, driving the seed in until she was nothing but a stuttering, twitching mess. I climbed onto the table, pressing my full weight down on her sweaty body, still buried inside her as the last of the cum left me.
Her hands came up, wrapping weakly around my neck as her waist gave one last, involuntary twitch upward. "You bastard," she whispered breathlessly, "was that all?"