I thought of all that had transpired when I woke Sunday afternoon. The pictures I'd taken of Mitch Evergrad would put him in my pocket for good, should I ever have to use them. They were my life insurance in a way. I didn't intend to let him know I had them unless our paths crossed directly, but they were damn good to have. I would have a second set made up and stashed with a friend who would mail them to the District Attorney in case anything ever happened to me. Incest was still a crime, and for the Elton Chief of Police to be found performing so vile an act would ruin him for good.
It was already four thirty in the afternoon, and Sunday was one day I intended to enjoy, since I would be back to work on Monday watching the final outcome of what would happen to the murder club.
It was funny in a way. I hadn't expected things to end up quite this way. Perhaps it was just as well. True, I was responsible for the aphrodisiacs in the drinks Evergrad, Moira and Kalman Albert had swallowed. But I had expected only Albert to be affected by said aphrodisiac. Now that Evergrad and his sister were under its spell it would cause things to have a happy ending. Evergrad didn't want the murder club to continue. He had discovered his best fucking partner to be his own sister. That being the case, he had no intention of letting her go to Kalman Albert. Once Albert learned Evergrad was no longer going to let him marry Moira, he would try latching onto Raquel Roberts by himself But Raquel was probably long gone by now.
I felt refreshed and strengthened from the long night and morning's rest I'd had. I dressed, went to a restaurant on Merrick Road, and had a hearty brunch. I'd figured on spending the day in a local movie house. There were a number of pictures I'd wanted to see but hadn't had the time.
"Well Mr. Fokker," a female voice said. "How about buying a lady lunch."
I looked up, and there was Ella Van, another of the winsome wenches I occasionally used in my line of work. She had long brown hair, large brown eyes, a short, cute nose, and a wide smile with extra large front teeth. Ella had a pleasing body. Her tits were a nice size, though far from mountainous. Her waist was trim enough, and her hips had a nice swell to them. She was wearing a red sweater and a gray skirt. I could see there was no bra under the sweater by the way her boobs shimmied.
"Last time I saw you, you were a blonde," I commented dryly.
"I figured it was time to go back to nature," she answered. "Too many customers liked their action with the lights on and couldn't reconcile blond head hair with brown pubic hair. I had a choice of shaving my puss or redying my hair back to its natural color. I went for the latter."
"Smart girl. A shaved snatch can turn some men off."
"How about you?"
"I like a good hole either way. Why?"
"We've never made it together, I. Will."
"So I heard Debbie left town last night on an extended vacation, which means you'll need a new number one action girl."
"And you're volunteering for the part."
"Well, I've worked for you before and you haven't had any complaints."
"True enough. But I never buy from the girls who work for me."
"What about Debbie?" she asked.
"Debbie doesn't sell. She gives free samples."
"Well I don't know about normally giving free samples, but I'm willing to audition for the part of number one hooker until Debbie comes back."
"When was the last time you saw a doctor?" I asked.
"Stop worrying," she laughed. "I get a quick check just about every morning. The doctor I go to has his own private little lab, and checks me out after each night's work is finished. I'm VD-free."
"Debbie must have taught you that."
"She's taught almost all us girls at the Elton. It costs us nearly a hundred a week, but its worth it to know we can go on working."
"How come you aren't working today?"
"C'mon, I. Will. It's Sunday. You know I don't work on Sunday. But I hear with you it isn't work, just lots of play."
"You're creating the impression I'm some kinda pimp," I told her. "Look Ella, I don't solicit for you girls. You're all on your own. Debbie and all the other girls only work for me when they're free, as you should know. I don't get any money, and as a matter of fact I usually pay you girls for what you do without raking anything off the top."
"I know," she nodded. "Chief Evergrad gets pieces of our action weekly. This way he sees to it the Mafia doesn't come into Elton and organize us girls. We're allowed to remain independent as long as we fork over to our beloved Chief of Police. But my own action has been kind of slow, lately. I'd like to be one of your regulars."
"You already are," I assured her. "I've used you more than a couple of times."
"And you've paid regularly, too. I don't have to discuss price with you. That's why, with Debbie away, I'd like to become your Number One choice whenever you need a job done."
"Ella, I take whomever I find available."
"But you always give Debbie first crack."
"She's a good kid, always hustling, if you'll pardon the pun."
"All I want is a chance. You have my phone number, but you've never used it. The only time I've ever had work from you is when I run into you in the Elton and Debbie's unavailable. Now she's away. I'd like to be first in line when you need a working girl. So unless you have plans for today, I'd like to fill it by letting you fill me in every hole I have."
"Well I had kinda thought about going to a movie."
"If I can't take your mind off going to a movie, I'll work free for you the next two times you need a girl."
"You really have a lotta confidence in yourself."
"Try me, I. Will."
Now who was I to deny a sweet working girl the opportunity to "audition" for more business.
"You place or mine?" I asked.
"I hear you have a big mirror in your apartment," she said.
"Yep."
"I'd love to see it. Watching myself make it turns me on all the more."
"Let's go, honey," I said, "unless you want something to eat first."
"You are the only thing I want to eat, I. Will."
So we left the restaurant and headed back to the Elton Roc where I ushered her up to my apartment. I poured her a rye and soda on the rocks while I settled for my usual rum and coke. She stared at the mirror, admiring the way it showed off the entire apartment, but especially the way it reflected the bed when one was on it.
Finishing her drink, she set the glass down on a nearby end table and approached me. I was already seated on the bed, my drink finished. The late afternoon sun, streaming in through the window, cut across her face, and I saw rigid determination written on it. Obviously this chick was short on bread and really desperate. I could see by the hardness in her eyes she intended this to be purely business, seeing to it I enjoyed the hell out of her whether or not she got anything from me. Without a word she pulled her sweater over head and flung it across the room. She let me stare at her heaving breasts, milk-white flesh protuberances standing straight out, her nipples already extending themselves despite her intention not to care about enjoying herself.
In a way I felt sorry for her. She was pretty enough, and she had a pleasing body, and she deserved the opportunity to increase her income. But I could see she wanted to use me as a stepping stone to that increased income, and that I didn't exactly like. So I determined I'd be a bit rough on her.
Her eyes went down to my groin and flashed as if smiling at the lump in the crotch of my pants, pushing the fabric tighter. Her nervousness manifested itself in goose-bumps standing out all over her lush flesh. Then she loosened her skirt and stepped out of it, standing a little to the side so I could not only see her pink-tipped tits, smooth, flat belly, and hardlooking mound beneath her panty, but because of the mirror I was able to see her silky-smooth back and rounded ass.
She was ready to yank her panty down when I reached out, shaking my head. I pulled her close and felt the warmth of her delicious body as my arms curled around her firm back, pulling her forward. Her full, solid breasts squashed between us, the hard, extended nipples punching against my chest as they ground against me. I fitted my mouth to Ella's and kissed her long and hard. She moaned as my snaking tongue, stabbing into her delectable mouth, cut off her breath. I purposely raked her back with my fingers, though I had no real nails and could do no appreciable harm. My solid cock extended itself against her thighs, trying to ram its way between them. She could feel the iron hardness of it under my pants. It pushed and strained against the cloth, trying to burn its way through so it could bury itself in her eager cunt.
I slid one hand down the back of her panty, investigating the furrow between her two, firm hillocks of ass flesh.
I kneaded her bouncy cheeks, squeezing them harder than I normally might until she murmured, "You're hurting me."
I cut off any more words by thrusting my tongue to the back of her throat. My finger, working its way through the crevice of her buttocks, found the target I was seeking as my tongue buried itself in her mouth. I rammed my forefinger against the tight ring of her ass. She wiggled and pulled away but I yanked her right back again. I had my finger securely in place and drove it roughly into her dry, tight asshole. She writhed and wanted to pull away, but finally stood still.
Her hand caressed the back of my neck gently, as if letting me know she didn't want me to be so rough, but I figured it was tough titty. She had asked for this session, not I. And she had been almost arrogant about wanting to prove her ability. Well I was willing to let her prove it, but my way.
Taking her lips from mine for an instant, she whispered, "I've done a lot of things, I. Will, but no one's ever asked to go into my ass before. It's virgin territory."
"Ella baby, it's time to devirginize it," I murmured, and kissed her again. Our tongues locked tightly against each other, crushing hard.
I pulled Ella down onto the bed and rolled on top of her. My mouth was still pressed to hers, and I had one full, swollen tit covered with one hand while my other hand remained behind her, my finger sinking deeper into her rectum. And as she hit the bed, rolling onto her back, my finger pushed itself all the way in. I lay on top of her, my hungry cock rubbing against her eager snatch, my lips sutured to hers, with one hand caressing the allbut-iridescent flesh globe of breast while the other lay flat against the firm, rubber-like cheeks of her butt with a forefinger sunk into her squeezing asshole to the hilt.
"This is only a prelude," I whispered.
Standing up, I unzipped my fly and murmured, "Before the day is over, I'm sinking this into your lovely ass." And yanked my stretched cock out.
I let her study it for a moment. As an experienced girl she'd seen many phalluses, some, I'm sure, considerably larger than mine, though few, if any, thicker. She caressed the shiny white shaft, then massaged the purpling head, and it pulsed with the desire to be wedged somewhere in Ella's delectable body.
"It's so thick I can barely get my fingers around it," she murmured in awe. "How do you expect to fit something like that in my puss, much less my ass."
"It'll fit," I assured her, dropping my pants and underwear.
I kicked them across the room, letting them land near Ella's skirt, then walked over to her and flipped her over on her belly. Holding her down, I began paddling her ass hard, until the white mounds turned a bright, rubyred.
"You really like the sadist route, don't you," she muttered, wincing with every slap, but bearing up under it all very nicely.
"It doesn't seem to bother you," I said to her, whacking her again.
"I've had worse," she told me indifferently, hardly reacting to my walloping.
"So you say," I muttered, a little angry that she was taking my spanking so lightly. Had she kept her mouth shut, I probably would not have taken the next step. But she was so goddamn blase about the whole thing, I decided she needed a real whipping.
Going to my pants, I removed the belt and returned to where she still lay, face down. Ella turned, saw the belt, and tried to get up. But I was on her and threw her back onto the bed. Once again she attempted to rise, pointing that lovely reddened ass into the air, and then I struck, the leather belt hissing through the air and landing smack on the twin cheeks of her round butt. At first she was surprised more than hurt, then lay there on her belly, submitting to every whack I gave her, crisscrossing the moons of her behind with large, red welts, still being careful not to break her skin. I slashed the leather across the backs of her thighs, watching it mark her luscious white flesh. When a sting snapped against the leaking bottom of her hairy cunt she bolted upright and tried moving away. But I was too quick for her. When she spun around, lying on her back, I gave her a few lashes across her nice tits and flat belly, snapping the leather against her nipples until they were blood-red. Her flesh gleamed with sweat now, and she twisted as I raised the belt again, moving to the side and trying to dodge the blow. I turned around and sat on her back, straddling her in such a way I faced her ass. Then I peeled those panties off her whipped ass, exposing the star-like crack of her asshole. She tried to crawl away, but I sat on her all the harder, pushing her tits and belly into the mattress of my bed, while her legs dangled over the side with me putting my weight on her back.
"Okay," she whispered. "Do it. Do it. I'll stay still."
So I took my weight off her, then parted her ass cheeks and brought the leather belt, now doubled, against her crack. She bucked as the cowhide stung her flesh, almost sobbing as I methodically lashed that tiny rosebud of flesh again and again. I got a little carried away and whipped her very hard though never once making her bleed. The ass puffed up and the flesh was a bright crimson, and I still wanted to whip her. So instead of risking the breaking of her ass skin, I flipped her over again on her back and made her part her thighs. Then I brought the doubled strap against her thighs, slashing at the white flesh repeatedly, watching the thighs, then the outer puffy cunt labia turn a brilliant shade of red.
I was wearing myself out, whipping the broad. But I was also getting hotter and hotter. The sight of that box reddening set me to burning, and when she drew her knees up to her chest in a futile gesture to stop me from using the belt on her belly, I flung it away and threw myself on top of her, after first removing my shirt. I grabbed her round, full fits and squeezed them both, chewing on the nipples together, biting down hard on them. My thick cock rubbed between her tormented thighs, burning into her punished flesh.
I saw her head turn toward the mirror, and noticed she could see the way my balls rubbed against her fiery twat. It reached her, and despite all the punishment she'd taken, or perhaps because of it, she grabbed at me and pulled my head down, biting my face and sucking on my lips.
Her beaten thighs slowly opened wide and my cock rubbed against the entrance, feeling heavy fluid oozing out of her slot. But it was a tight pussy, and try as my cock would, it couldn't enter by itself. It needed help. So I reached down with my hand and guided the throbbing head to the entrance of her female paradise. I got the puffed, purple head started between the tight, albeit sucking inner labia, then began pushing the rest of it into her. She cried out as the burning, pulsating flesh made deeper inroads, splitting the labial doors wide open, exposing the way the inner lips sucked tightly onto the stem like a hungering mouth. Reaching under her with both hands, I grabbed her burning, rounded ass, and pulled her toward me as I plunged my ramrod even deeper, finally fitting the entire length into her, though I'd had to do it a fraction of an inch at a time.
Ella twisted under me, her mind crying out at the way my thick cock sundered the walls of her feminine breech.
"Oh hell!" she muttered, "that thing is really in me deep. God, but it fills me."
And fill her it did. I could feel the tightness of her slobbering vagina as it held tightly to my plunging pole, trying now to pull it ever deeper, enjoying the way I filled her foam-lined interior with such solid pressure.
I was buried in her squeezing furnace-like cunt to the hilt. I leaned forward and kissed her lips again, and this time she plunged her tongue into my mouth, wanting to fill it the way my prong filled her heated hole. It was like being surrounded by a tight mattress the way her lower depths clung to my burning staff.
Her nipples were fully extended now, and I kissed them, feeling the way each throbbed as I sucked it into my mouth. Ella held my head against her body, wanting more than her nipples in my mouth, so I sucked in each entire tit, one at a time, letting my tongue roam over its whipped flesh while the back of my throat compressed around each nipple in turn. And as my mouth engulfed her tasty tits, my steaming cock continued plunging itself in and out of her gobbling pussy, its pink lips trying desperately to cling to it.
Throwing my shoulders against her body, one tit still down my throat, I reached under her body with both hands and cupped her two ass cheeks, squeezing them until she squirmed even harder against my straining cock. I rocked inside her with long, slow movements, letting my sliding prong touch every nerve in her distended cunt. Electric shocks seemed to sparkle through both of us. I knew she was as affected as I by the way she kept ramming her moon-shaped tit into my hungering throat again and again. The friction of my flesh-tearing cock in the maw of her urging pussy made us sizzle together, and I could feel the way lightning crackled in there. My finger returned to her ass crack as my hands held her ass split wide open. I delved deeply into her anus again, feeling her writhe all the more as the finger went right in, her clutching sphincter grabbing tightly to it.
The fierceness of the situation really got to me. I suddenly realized I was about to come, and though I wanted her to climax with me, I couldn't tell whether or not she was ready. Her torso shuddered and I could feel it rock in time with mine. Her blistering cunt rushed up to meet every thrust of my powering prick as it stabbed into the redness of her tight womanly snatch.
I bit hard into the tit filling my hungry mouth, chewing her nipple with my back teeth. At first it bothered her, then she once again shoved her breast against my face with the same ferocity she used to undulate her hips against my pounding cock. I chewed on the rubberiness of her luscious nipple, then pulled my head back, releasing most of her tit so I could lick on it. Then once again I bit on it, never once breaking the rhythm of my pulsating prong as it zipped back and forth inside her come-hungry tunnel.
Oh Jesus! It was really building. I pumped harder and faster now, speeding up my strokes, breathing very hard as I pulled my prong out to the head, then squished it right back down that slithery cushioned canal of hers, my finger in her ass matching the rhythm. The heat was broiling in my belly and I knew I couldn't hold the seed back any longer. I poured my wad into her boiling cunnus, releasing her ass and gripping her shoulders, digging my fingers into her flesh.
Ella pressed her body to mine, crushing her firm tits to my chest as she kissed my face and chewed on my earlobe. Her tongue probing into my ear caused the white gusher of cream inside me to pour out all the faster. Hot, thick, bursts of fluid jetted from my firing cock, filling her luscious, clutching hole.
I could tell Ella was feeling my seed as it poured into her. It seemed to wash away the aches and pain I'd inflicted on her. My long, slippery, thick goad was an oiled piston ploughing through her, ramming into her tender flesh, lubricating the inner walls of her pleasure hole until the same feeling I'd enjoyed overtook her, ripping through her groin, her belly, and all of her body.
"God Almighty!" she expounded. "Oh you motherfucking son of a bitch, but that was good. I've had little orgasms before, but nothing compared to what you did to me now. Hell! Now I know what climaxing is all about. All that whipping you gave me is what did it."
We relaxed for a little while. I refilled her rye and soda, and she asked, "Do I qualify?"
"You're good," I admitted. "So good you've whetted my appetite for more," I told her, looking up and down her trim shape.
She was sitting naked on the bed with her legs drawn up under her tight ass. Her breasts, legs, and buttocks still had the welts from the beating I'd given her, and I even saw a scratch I'd inflicted while at the height of passion. I could barely see the tiny brown hairs of her box, but looking at the way they glistened in the fading sunlight made me hungry, and I licked my lips. The way the light bounced off her flesh made the blood boil inside me, and I could feel my cock coming to life again.
She looked at my enlarging prong and laughed. She laughed so hard she spilled some of her drink. It splashed all over her hard, round boobs, splashing on her nipples. I leaned forward and licked the liquor off, noticing the way her pinkish-red areolae began to throb as blood filled their tips. Then we kissed and I felt Ella's tickling tongue swirl through my mouth. Her fingers rested lightly on my swelling dong, then moved almost automatically over the skin, sliding over the thick shank, rubbing the corona, and caressing the purpling glans. Her thumb touched the lubricating tip, and I sighed and began to embrace her.
I let my hands roam freely over her firm, round, upstanding breasts, cupping the nipples in my palms, feeling the way they enlarged as blood filled them. I squeezed them, pressing them between my fingers, noting their resilience, and then I let my mouth swoop down and cover them, my tongue licking each in turn. Ella sighed out loud, and it was a real sigh and not something for my benefit. I'd been around these chicks long enough to know when they were faking. Ella's sighs were real.
Her hand began jerking up and down faster, yanking my rigid cock up and down. The quicker she tugged the harder I sucked. I put my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her back on the bed. Then I let my fingers trail down her delectable torso, tracing the rounded curves of her delicious tits, the flatness of her tummy, and the wiry brown hair on the mound of her wet cunt. My fingers moved lower, tickling and teasing the lubricated flesh of her heating pussy. Her legs parted and I pushed a finger into the slit, hearing it squish into her.
"Oh I. Will," Ella murmured in my ear as I worked another finger over the thick, sopping lips of her vagina, sliding it slowly up and down, matching it to the rhythm of the finger I had buried inside her.
I turned my body more toward her, letting her get a better grip on my prong, enjoying the way her fingers caressed its hardness while my fingers continued massaging her soaking slot. And then I kissed her, gently at first, and then hard, forcing my hot tongue into her yearning mouth.
She writhed again as I began jerking my tongue in and out of her mouth, using it the way I would shortly use my cock. And then I began kissing her neck and breasts, once again swooping down on her cherry-like nipples. Then, as I kissed lower, letting my tongue lick across her firm belly, I pulled my finger from her aroused quim and grabbed her thighs. Because I was working my way down, she could no longer clutch my hot cock, and had to let go. I let my mouth roam the plane of her tummy, dipping into her navel, feeling her squirm as sparkling sensations filled her.
When she tried pulling me back up, I shook my head and dipped lower, letting my tongue lick into the wiry bush on her pelvis. Lower I went, letting my tongue tease its way across her tight flesh into the center of her heated hole. The musky, sticky fluid filled my mouth, and when I brought it out and tantalized her upstanding clit, I felt her body stiffen with shocked pleasure. She needed her hands to yank her thighs apart, giving me a better shot at her fleshy nub. I licked hard, slurping loudly, letting her know I was drinking in her fluids, and she began bucking crazily.
I twisted my own body around, surrounding her head with my thighs, letting my rock-hard cock dangle above her face. I felt her slick tongue snake out and lick at my salivating glans as I continued tonguing her watery labia. And as my head buried itself as far down between the pillars of her thighs as it could go, I felt her yank my ass down so she could swallow my pylon between her full lips. The whole fat hot cock went in, right to the base. Oh man! Did that ever feel great. I hunched my thighs and hips, twisting and flexing my lower body so I could screw my plunging pupick into her sucking mouth. I thrilled to the way she wound her soft lips tightly around my rigid staff, shuddering to the feel of the way they rubbed as I pumped. I could feel her tongue stiffen against the back of my probe and then against the front, gobbling my fiery cock as I fucked into her throat, gently at first, and then hard, pounding against the velvety softness inside.
My blood was on fire, roaring hot and fast through my arteries and veins, tearing through my nuts as I compressed my thighs around Ella's head. My entire body was tense and rigid, concentrating to prolong the exquisiteness I felt at the touch of her smooth lips on my thrusting prick.
My own tongue worked frantically on her tasty cunt, swallowing the salubrious liquid deep into my throat, my lips pressing hard against the nub of her burning clit until they actually hurt me. Ella was as worked up as I, thrusting her hips up full into my face, wrapping her thighs around my head and pulling my mouth deeper into her cradling cunt as my tongue worked all the faster.
I pounded my own crotch into her sweet face, letting my pole fuck its way into and out of her mouth, feeling her stiffened tongue thoroughly lick the glans each time. She had a tight grip on the fuckstick, using her teeth to scrape the skin of the shank.
We sucked one another with the wildest abandon, each concentrating on making the other come, going ecstatically wild over the sensations building inside ourselves. My raging cock drove deep into her throat each time my lusting tongue slurped as far into her burning box as it would go. Each time I withdrew said tongue, I lashed it across her full swollen clit.
I felt myself boiling up again, ready to gush once more. I tensed my hips and thrust my prong all the way into Ella's hungry throat, then erupted in a burning outpouring of sperm. I filled her throat so quickly she had no choice but to swallow and swallow again, each time making room for the next come-load.
At the same time her own pussy tightened, the feeling burning, charging and smashing inside her frothing cunt until she was lost in a sea of discharge. I could feel the liquid splash heartily against my face; I was barely able to breathe because of the quantities she unloaded.
I yanked my cock from her lusting mouth, spun around, and thrust my own lubricant-soaked tongue between her teeth, letting her suck the liquid from my mouth. I tasted none of my own semen in her throat, she having swallowed it all. She licked my tongue until all the lubricant was gone, then proceeded to lick the quantities of her musky oil covering my face.
For some reason my cock was remaining rigid. It didn't want to shrink. So I pressed it against her creaming cunt, pushed it in, wiggled it about, and withdrew it, making sure it was covered with a heavy coating of her slippery lubricant.
"Now Ella," I muttered, "it's time to fulfill the promise I made before."
"Oh no!" she gasped as I pushed her thighs up and pressed my mighty truncheon against the tight dark star between the hillocks of her ass. My cock opened the split between her cheeks and pushed hard against the webshaped hole.
"You'll kill me," she yelled. "Don't do it, don't do it."
Ignoring her cries, I plunged deeper, pumping again and again until the tight ring opened just enough for my cockhead to fit in. Ella yelled again, bucking hard. I rammed my prong a little further in, savoring the touch of her clasping sphincter around my swollen pudendum. I moved it around circularly, and when I found difficulty in plunging ahead, popped it out, stuck it back in her gooey cunt for one more helping of lubricant, then tried ploughing it into her rectum again. Each time I repeated this maneuver I sank it in a little deeper. I continued alternating between her leaking pussy and tight asshole, pumping harder into the rectum each time, enjoying the way her ass cheeks seemed to surround my cock each time it sank between them. Ella twisted and turned, screwing herself more firmly onto my plunging spindle each time.
"Oh but it's starting to feel good," she muttered now as I thrust my prong continuously into her reamed rectum. The tight passage crushed my cock deliciously as I ruthlessly battered it into her.
That climaxing sensation began building in my prong once again, and I crammed the full length of my pounding prick into her tight, solid ass one final time. I could feel her rectum squeezing my pole as I went off in her ass, filling the void with my white, hot creamy come, my pidookie riding up to the end of the long canal. I blasted into her again and again, glorying in the way her asshole squeezed and squeezed.
Ella was burning again, in need of an orgasm. She jumped off my halflimp prong and shoved me back on the bed. I lay back, my legs forming a V, and I let Ella toy with my tired screw machine. It was only half hard now, and she pressed it against her burning flesh in the hope of resurrecting it. But for a while it was no use. All I could do was lie there. And then I felt her move her body between my thighs. I could feel her dangling tits rubbing against my inner thighs as the nipples found their way to either side of my balls, their hot, ruby points pressing into the crevices where my thighs joined my body. First one nipple, then the other ran across my limp cock, touching the head and the sensitive undernerve. Little by little my wang started to come back to life. It reared its head, pressing its leaking hole against the soft flesh of her firm tits. Ella pushed her tits together and trapped my growing cock between them.
My hot prong was fully awake now, stiff, burning, and ready for whatever she wanted. I'd gotten all I'd expected from her, and I figured she deserved one good come of her own any way she pleased.
She loomed above me, her dark brown hair flaring wildly around her face, accentuating her delicate features. Her hair curled around her shoulders, ran over her chest, and settled near her pink nipples. The rigid nipples bounced, jiggled, and glistened as she lowered her gurgling cunt onto my upstanding rod, spearing herself with its thickness, sucking in her breath as it seemed to split her wide open.
I shuddered with bliss as her flaming pussy engulfed my thick rod. Blast-furnace hot, my prong soothed itself in the silky heat of her inflamed cunt. Her nether lips suckled so convincingly on my prick at first I thought it was back in her versatile mouth. But no! When I looked, she was still seated on me, her rounded buttocks resting on my thighs, the soft mounds yielding to the hardness of my own legs. She rolled back and forth on me, and my skewer felt more like a corkscrew as it twisted about within her body, pressing against the walls of her burning abyss.
Ella sat on me for a long time, her eyes closed, her body soaking in every sensation as she rotated herself again and again. Although every pore of mine was alive with feeling, my body was tired, what with having come so many times earlier. So I lay there and let her do her thing, watching her bobbling breasts shine in the orange, sinking sunlight. Her face was a mask of many features, twisting as the pleasure boiled up inside her. She could plainly feel my fleshy column tightly up inside her deep, sobbing pussy, and the way she moved told me she wanted to tear it out at the root, keeping it locked inside her yearning hole forever and ever. Then she leaned forward, balancing herself on her elbows, and slammed her wide hips down, sucking up my throbbing meat, until she felt her hotbox expand to suck my pidookie all the way in, and then fell on top of me as she orgasmed again and again. The very squeezing of her pussy brought me off one more time. No liquid this time, just sensation.