He laughed loudly. He opened his mouth wide and sucked as much of her creamy flesh into his throat as he could manage. Her flesh was so hot and sweet, he thought he could manage to suck on her all day long.
He would have, too, if it were not for the persistent throbbing between his legs. He was growing impatient to stick his rod into this sweet thing's honeybox.
He let his hand fall to her thigh and he started squeezing gently. He moved his hand higher up so that it was resting against her pussy.
"Ummm," he said softly. "I'm so hot for you, baby. I can't wait to get my cock in!"
"Oh, my God," she said softly.
She really hadn't thought about him putting his thing into her. She knew she was going to get fucked, but she hadn't really thought about what that meant. Getting fucked meant he was really going to put his big shaft into her virgin cunt, the same way he had put it into Mrs. Jones.
She shivered as she remembered the blood-filled cock, covered with the redhead's saliva, slamming deeply into that auburn cunt. In a few minutes that same cock would be filling her pussy.
"Oooh!" she groaned softly.
She felt his hand slip beneath her and softly caress her rounded buttocks. His fingers squeezed her asscheeks, and all the time he was moved closer to her zipper. Finally she felt him tugging at it until he got it completely undone.
She had another moment of shame and fear as she felt his hands slipping through the opening of her shorts and caressing her panty-clad ass.
"No," she said, as she struggled to push him away from her. "Move. I don't want you too. Please stop."
It was too late now even if he had to rape her. He pushed her harder against the ground and his body leaned completely on her. She felt his knees parting her thighs and resting snugly against her mound.
He knew how to move to get the most excitement out of her. Slowly he moved his knee from side to side. She felt those same delicious shivers going up and down her spine. She fried to wiggle free but his knee was wedged solidly there.
His other hand caressed her ass and she felt his fingers searching for the top of her panties. She sighed as she felt his hand go underneath her panties to touch the cool skin of her ass. His finger parted her crack and prodded her anus.
"Oooh," she said. "Ooooh, stop that. You don't know what you're doing to me."
"I know," he assured her. "And you're going to like it, baby. You're really going to like it. In a few minutes, I'm going to let you feel my cock. Would you like that?"
"No," she protested. "No."
The truth was she could already feel his cock. She felt the hard bulge pressing against the inside of her thigh every time his knee moved. The hard bulge felt huge already, and he wasn't even out of his trousers.
"Let me get your shorts off," he said. "Raise up a little."
Again she struggled with him but she didn't have the strength or will to do much.
In just seconds, his experienced fingers were tugging her shorts off her legs. Now only a pair of flimsy panties stood between her and his goal.
His hand groped between her thighs and she felt a shivery heat all over her body. He started rubbing her cunt lips through her panties.
"God," she moaned. "Oh God, stop that!"
"You keep saying stop, but you don't mean it," he said, leering at her.
"Yes," she said. "Yes, I do mean it. I want you to stop. Stop now."
"You couldn't mean it," he said. "Your cunt's hotter than a firecracker. Your panties are already soaked. You know you don't want me to stop."
What he said was true. Her panties were soaked. She hadn't noticed it before, but she had already been dripping juices in her excitement. There was no use trying to lie to him any longer. He knew what she was. He knew her pussy was aching for his hard cock. She started lifting up to meet his rubbing hand.
He ginned at her.
"Now you're getting there, sugar," he said. "I knew you'd give it up."
"God," she said. "Sweet God, I can't help liking it. I can't help it!"
"Of course not, baby," he assured her.
His hands went into her panties and he began tugging them down her legs. She kicked out of them and spread her legs farther apart.
"Ummmmm," she said, as his fingers started exploring her black thatch again.
"A heavy, black bush," he said. "I like a furry snatch!"
His finger carefully parted the delicate petals of her cunt. She gasped as she felt one finger going inside her. He rubbed his finger against her hymen.
"No," she groaned.
"It's all right, baby," he assured her. "I'll be gentle with you."
He slipped two fingers into her and she felt a hot spasm of pleasure.
"Oooooh," she groaned softly.
Again and again he drove his finger into her until she was slippery.
"I want you to feel my cock," he said.
He took her hand and pressed it against his hard bulge. He was so big. She wanted to draw her hand back but she was fascinated by the feel of him. She traced his hardness with her fingertips until she found the cock-head.
"Take it out," he said. "Take my cock out! I want you to play with it."
She fumbled with his zipper and he finally had to help her.
He unzipped himself quickly and took her hand. He pushed her hand inside his trousers and she felt the heated staff of flesh against her fingers. His cock throbbed in her fingers.
"Wrap your hand around it," he instructed her.
She laced her fingers nervously around his rod. Her fingers immediately sticky and she realized what it was from cum. For the first time in her life, she was actually touching a man's cock and feeling his cum.
She jerked her hand away as if she had been burnt.
"Don't be afraid of it," he said. "It won't bite. Put your hand back."