HOT n' HARD - Avon Calling

The fallout after a young married couple decide to try out a threesome for the first time and they discover that 'once is never enough'. After that the sex party just doesn't stop, as everybody gets into the act, including the Avon lady. Johnny's eyes were glued to the HD camera monitor. His throat was dry. His heartbeat high. His dick hard. He desperately wanted to go in and fuck May. But he understood that threesomes were all about two couples. And three lovers.… (more)

The fallout after a young married couple decide to try out a threesome for the first time and they discover that 'once is never enough'. After that the sex party just doesn't stop, as everybody gets into the act, including the Avon lady. Johnny's eyes were glued to the HD camera monitor. His throat was dry. His heartbeat high. His dick hard. He desperately wanted to go in and fuck May. But he understood that threesomes were all about two couples. And three lovers. Where time and space must be given for all. Jan had just drawn May up to her feet and they started kissing savagely again when the front doorbell rang. Everybody froze. The lovers looked like a rabbit trapped in a hunter's spotlight at night. The door bell rang again. "Holy shit!" May screamed from the kitchen. "Honey, can you answer that? I forgot the date. It's the Avon lady!" There was another reason May married Johnny – he could think on his feet. May and Jan looked around at the open kitchen door with dread when they heard boots striding purposefully down the hall. Johnny stopped and looked in on them. "I'll get it," he said, and grinned roguishly. The lovers' mouths dropped mindlessly open as they feverishly clung together in their illicit sweaty embrace. Johnny went to the front door and opened it. All he was wearing was May's Stetson, his boots, and carrying the horsewhip. The Avon lady was tall, black, with legs up to her neck, tits to die for, booty beyond belief, lips divine. Thirty eight, happily married, with kids. Just Johnny's cup of tea. His mind went blank. The result pure Freud. "Howdy, ma'am. Would you like to make love? The 'Avon smile' she'd worked on in front of a mirror for hours to achieve the required corporate doorstep greetings guidelines, never faltered for an instant. "Yes," she said flatly.