Carol Heath reasoned that she was hardly in need of any sort of stimulant; she had thought of little else but the inciting arrangement of their "dinner", party since the passion-arousing episode with Max Keele the day before. Nonetheless, she had drunk three of his absinthe concoctions while watching the lewdly erotic performance of the two naked girls on the TV screen. Though she had never thought of herself as having the slightest lesbian tendencies, she couldn't deny the added sensual arousal their touching and fondling of each other's naked young bodies caused within her.
She hadn't questioned the big, handsome man's obvious motives when he'd led her from the rumpus room away from Jack and Maggie to the privacy of a large, exquisitely furnished bedroom; it was, in fact, what she had been ardently waiting for. The huge ovaled bed immediately caught her eye, and everywhere she looked she saw it reflected in the solid mirrored walls. Of course, there was a plush little bar and another TV screen placed conveniently above the bed where one, or several, could lie and watch the live sensuous antics of the unsuspecting young inmates in the adjacent girl's Detention Home.
It had been some minutes before she had concluded the source of their lustfully inspiring entertainment, and even though the voyeuristic invasion of the unaware girls' privacy somewhat angered her, she couldn't keep her eyes off the licentious scene. To that point, her middle-aged boss had done little more than fondle her tingling breasts and kissed her once as they walked down the hallway, which had surprised her as much as it spurred her anticipation. She only hoped that Jack hadn't detected the lusty excitement she had been very carefully trying to hide from him. But God, she couldn't help it. It was simply a matter of some weird chemistry; Max Keele did something for her that she just couldn't ignore…
"Well, are you going to come have a drink, or are you just going to stand there and watch those little bitches eat each other's pussy?" Max's deep voice reached her from where he stood behind the small bar. When she turned, facing him, he was smiling handsomely and leaning on the bar, holding a drink in one hand and watching her. She sensed a warm little shiver ripple over her smooth white flesh beneath her mini-dress at his casual use of lewd phraseology. Blushing lightly, she moved toward the bar.
"I-I'll have to admit, it's not a scene that I've witnessed before," she said, her voice a bit unsteady.
He pressed a new drink into her hand. "You mean, you've never played the girlie games… not even when you were a kid?"
He was still smiling that immorally lecherous expression that wildly turned her on inside, even as it suddenly caused her to experience new little apprehensive twinges, a sadistic gleam she had not before noticed abruptly becoming apparent in his steel-gray eyes. She swallowed tightly and shook her head in the negative.
"No… I never have," she truthfully replied, then stretched the point. "And I doubt very much if I ever could."
Max Keele chuckled almost obscenely. He drank from his glass while she sipped at hers. Then, he said: "Now that's too bad, baby… because moving up in the world… getting into the right circles which, as I understand it, is what you and Jack want, is going to require some cunt licking… along with a variety of other erotic delicacies too numerous to mention. That's why we're talking and not fucking at the moment. I always prefer to get the hang-ups out of the way right in the beginning."
Carol felt her cheeks flushing a deeper red. God, as much as sex and swapping wasn't a new game to her, nor the use of the naughty four-letter epithets when she was engaged in bed, his coarse and sordid spewing of them as he frankly informed what was to be expected of her added to the anxiety she had begun to feel. Had she bit off more than she could chew? Had Jack? Was their ambitious greed for success at any cost going to destroy them in the end? God… swapping around was one thing… but perversions with another woman? To… to take a man's penis in her mouth could be wonderful… but another woman's vagina…? Oh God, she didn't know… she didn't… but she had to go on… had to! There was too much at stake now… and Jack was out there with this man's wife, undoubtedly wrapped tightly between her long smooth legs by now…
"You look as if you might be having a few misgivings, Carol baby," the big man said, his smile intact while his searching eyes narrowed satyrically. "Are you sure you want to go through with it?"
He couldn't be certain what was running through the clever brain of the vivacious doll standing before him, Max Keele reasoned, but in order to extract the ultimate from his lustful games as well as test proposed Spaxton members, he had to mercilessly probe, to learn the nature of their inevitable little hang-ups and play on them. There was no question in his mind but what he was going to feast on the nectar of this delicious young bitch's cunt before many more minutes passed, even should she suddenly change her mind and decide not to go through with it, that the price was too high. In fact, forcing them, raping them, was often more sexually stimulating for him that having them flop down on their backs and willingly spread their Goddamned legs…
"I-I don't know, now… honest Max…" she finally answered his question. "Honest… you've suddenly confused me… frightened me, I guess. I-I wanted to… very badly… but now… I just don't know. You… you don't make it very easy… or inviting for a girl, talking the way you do, throwing it all at her so coarsely… as if she were just a common prostitute off the streets…"
The big Director chuckled his vulgar little laugh. Then, he said: "Look baby, to me most cunts are whores. It's what makes them tick that classifies them. Some are just fuck happy; others operate on some vindictive theory that only head-shrinkers can analyze, and then there's your type, the greedy bitches, but in the end you all use your hot little pussies to get what you want. So let's get at it, honey. My cock's getting harder than a fence post just thinking almost filling that pretty, little belly of yours."
Carol could only stare at him in shocked awe. His absolute vile and chilling vulgarity was not only turning her off as might a drenching in ice-cold water, but his degrading classification and opinion of her instigated an immediate revulsion that she wasn't certain but what she felt more for herself than for him. Good God, there was no longer any doubt in her mind; she just couldn't give herself to this man now for any price! What had she been thinking of? He was nothing but an obscene animal, and whatever it was that he had mesmerized her with, the spell was broken! She had to get out of there, away from him… find Jack and leave this terrible house! They would go back to the capital… wipe this deplorable memory from their minds… there had to be another way…!
She had backed several feet away from him, her lovely eyes gaping in wide disbelief, causing a lustful sensation of sadistic pleasure to race through his churning groin and belly. He moved around the little bar, setting down his glass and slowly walked toward her.
"What's wrong, baby? Did I suddenly prick your balloon?" Max taunted, his lecherous grin growing more evil with the passing seconds. "Or maybe you think you're going to pull the cock-tease act on me again, eh?" He laughed as he closed in on her retreating form, watching with sadistic delight her opened mouth and awe-stricken eyes as she continued to shake her head. "I hope so, because I love to force my bitches to suck my cock… and baby, that's just what you're going to do!"
Carol couldn't speak. She stared at him in ever-growing, wild-eyed detestation, completely shocked by his vilely depraved transformation, both shame and fear taking precedent over all else. My God, was it possible that she'd been so blind as not to see the sadistic animal that he was… or hadn't she wanted to? Yes… yes, that was it! The lechery she had read from the beginning in his cruel eyes had fascinated her… had set an unprecedented masochistic desire alive within her! But she had associated that lechery with a warm and virile, masculine gentleness… never these obscene sadistic words he had suddenly unleashed upon her! Automatically, she continued to retreat from his approach, shaking her head… forgetting that only the bed lay strategically behind…
She watched his wet tongue dart out to lick at his twisted, dry lips as he moved ever closer. In unbelievable building fear, her eyes screamed her mounting fright, while her brain raced in a new wild chaos as she backed unknowingly closer to the bed, her head shaking negatively, causing her long copperish hair to brush about her shoulders in mild frenzy. At last, a word formed on her lush, parted lips and she blurted it out.
"N-No…! No! Never! I-I can't… I was wrong! Y-You're not the man I thought!"
"Tough, baby… tough," he hissed. "We all make mistakes… and you made one with a promise that you're going to keep, bitch… because this night you're going to suck and fuck, and there isn't one Goddamned single thing you can say or do to get out of it. You're trapped, little girl… helplessly trapped!"
Carol let out a short cry of surprise then, the edge of the bed catching her behind the knees and she fell backward, her long, slimly tapered legs spreading apart as she lost her balance, the delectable sight of the sheer nylon strip of her black panties snug against the puffy little mound of flesh between her white full thighs sending a licentious charge of lust jolting through him. Quickly, he forced his knees between her shapely scissored legs, clutching at them so that she could not slither or roll away from him, and then with one hand he reached up under her tiny skirt, catching his hand in the wispy waistband of the bikini-like panties, ripping them away as if they were tissue paper.
"Oh… oh my God… stop… no!" she gasped in half-anger as well as shamed fright. But the big man merely laughed, while simultaneously he pulled her to an awkward upright position on the bed and forcefully stripped her dress over her head to toss to one side as he pressed her back down on the satin coverlet once more.
"Now what did you think of that little maneuver, baby?" he rasped down at her, his evilly lecherous eyes raking hungrily over the soft white nakedness of the voluptuous young curves cringing beneath him.
Carol let out a choking gasp as she inadequately tried to cover the full thrusting mounds of her quivering breasts, forgetting that her vulnerable naked loins were completely exposed to him. Tears abruptly filled her eyes and she tossed her head wildly in her mixture of fear, anger, and shame, realizing the hopelessly entrapped position she was in.
"Oh God… damn you! Stop it! Stop this minute!" she cried, futilely attempting to squirm from beneath him. "You can't! Oh, please!"
"Beg me, you conniving little cunt!" the big man rasped. "Not that it'll make one fucking bit of difference. I'm going to take you every way I can think of, damn your luscious young ass! I'm going to bury my cock up to my balls in that tight little pussy-hole of yours if it's the last thing I ever do!"
Carol froze beneath him. Her mouth fell loosely open, her eyes glazing behind the blur of her tears as the now deplorable filth he spat caused a wave of loathing degradation to surge through her. And then, she felt his big, hot hand with unbelievable tenderness sliding along the smooth white flesh of her satiny inner thigh. She involuntarily trembled beneath its touch as it moved ever upward toward her reddish-gold fringed loins where it brushed tantalizingly and pressed skillfully against the fleshy, hair-lined lips of her sensitive vagina, causing an uncontrollable little moan to escape her.
"Oh no, please… let me go! I don't want you to, don't you see? I-I was wrong!" she whimpered vainly, unable to comprehend the wild sensations that were suddenly racing through her soft quivering belly and rapidly moistening pussy.
Max Keele ignored her protests, hardly hearing her, while with his free hand he brushed her small ones away from her full white breasts, his breath catching lecherously in his throat at the sight of the rounded mounds of soft, resilient flesh standing proud and firmly erect, their small pinkish nipples hardening from the unwanted lewd manipulations of his big, warmly perspiring hand between her spread, trembling thighs.
"There now, baby… that's better," he hissed, bending down for a closer look at the thin ribbon of glistening pink flesh running the length of her exposed loins, separating the flushed, hair-lined lips of her cunt and joining the ovaled, satin-like spheres of her lush buttocks pressed tightly to the bed. He sucked in his breath at the lust-inciting spectacle, her little whimpers of shame-filled degradation falling on lecherously deafened ears. Christ, he'd fucked and raped many of these luscious young bitches, but none more tender or desirable than this. The thought of involuntary moans of sensuous pleasure tumbling from those ripe, petulant lips as he knew they would once the absinthe really began to take effect, had taunted his long, thick cock into a stone-like hardness. He could feel the blood pounding almost painfully into its expanded, bulbous head and the thick, wet drops of seminal fluid already seeping from the sensitive glans at its tip, smearing hotly against his thigh.
Goddamn the greedy little cunt, she was only beginning to learn the cost of a Spaxton bid, and before this night was over she'd either be one of them or a prime candidate for a first-class whorehouse, and that thought by itself was enough to cause his pants-imprisoned cock to begin a rhythmically throbbing ache… until he was forced to open his fly to relieve the pressure. Then, using his thumbs pressed to either side of her pouting hair-shadowed vaginal lips, he teasingly spread the vertical crevice until its moist pinkness flowered open to him, and he panted lustfully at its sparkling, jewel-like delicacy. He felt her warn, soft inner thighs quiver uncontrollably against the backs of his hot, brushing hands, and heard her breath hitch deep down in her throat, followed by a choking moan.
The maze of mixed emotions that had swept through Carol became even more confusing as she suddenly realized that his debasing teasing of her naked vagina was causing incredulously stimulating sensations to tingle hotly through her obscenely positioned body. She moaned helplessly, caught up in the unbelievable wave of rapidly mounting sensual desire washing through her. Tiny electric-like shocks of intensive arousal began to ripple along the satiny white flesh of her thighs, and again she squirmed her full, rounded buttocks down into the softness of the bed, her moans dissolving into rekindled whimpers of unwanted passion as his lewdly provoking fingers taunted the ever-moistening crevice of her defenselessly splayed open cunt.
Oh God… what's happening to me? I don't want him to… I don't… but I can't help myself! Oh damn him… Goddamn him! I despise it… no, I love it! Oohhhh… oooohhhh… he's going to lick me there… he…!
Expertly, Max Keele leaned closer into the widespread "V" of her naked white loins, and with the tip of his thick, wet tongue sliced hotly through the softly fringing curls enshrining her tiny, erect clitoris. Then, grinning triumphantly between her open pussy lips, he felt the erotic shock of his hot moist contact surge convulsively through her.
"Ooooohhhh… oooohhhh… please don't… not that… oohhhh…" she whined in stubborn pretense even as she raised her head to stare down between her full, nipple-hardened breasts so that she could better watch the licentiously inciting scene of his handsome face buried in the building wet heat of her sensuously fired loins. Then, his steel-gray eyes looked up over the silken curls of her pubic mound to grin mockingly up at her. "Ooooohhhh Godddd…" she unrestrainably gasped again, twitching and writhing as his hot, wet lips closed over the strawberry blonde curls there at the base of her croaking, soft belly to suck and nibble teasingly while she watched wide-eyed in confused, ever-pyramiding desire. She saw his face disappear once more further down into the dampened furrow between her trembling thighs which he was raising upward and pressing back relentlessly toward her full rounded breasts, while he planted sizzling kisses on the thin pink ribbon of her wet cuntal flesh, his tongue flicking with serpent-like stabs at the now palpitating opening.
Carol gasped with a shuddering, hissing sound beneath his incessant assault, her elbows pressed tightly against her ribs and her head tossing from side to side in her desperate attempt to regain control of the overwhelming passion consuming her.
Oh, dear God!
The experienced, lecherous lips sucked wetly, drawing the soft, warm folds of raw flesh into the cavern of his gently nibbling mouth, while his hot, thick tongue continued its maddening licking against the urgent pink smoothness of her now flowered-open pussy.
Oh God… she couldn't fight it, she couldn't! Whatever anger she had felt such a short time before had melted in the seething heat of her wildly growing passion, while the shame and degradation which he had sadistically drenched her in had gradually inspired an unprecedented masochistic subservience to race wantonly through her. She sensed the hot gushes of his breath graze her sensitively inflamed genitals and she couldn't keep from moaning aloud in a gasping tempo. Again she raised her head, catching at her breath as she heard him grunt lustfully, then felt the full length of his long, hot tongue thrust wetly up into the clasping velvety sheath of her palpitating vagina.
"Ooooohhhh… oooohhhh God, please…" she choked, hearing her own unmeant and confused plea, her body responding automatically, jerking with spasmodic lurches as his tongue slithered in and out of her moistly clutching pussy in lecherous, beast-like fury.
Max Keele slaved hungrily, feeling the silky curls of her pubic hair brushing his cheeks with a lust-taunting delight. He had completely opened the front of his pants, pushing them down along with his shorts, and now he slowly stroked the heavy foreskin of his long, thickly hardened cock back and forth over its blood-engorged head, while he continued to spear his hot, flicking tongue deep into her searing cuntal passage. He smoothed his big hands up over her satin-skinned, flat belly to the resilient, desire-swollen flesh of her full, warmly trembling breasts, pinching and rolling the pebble-hardened nipples between his sadistic fingers, cupping and squeezing the white yielding mounds, while his ravaging tongue performed lasciviously at the widespread crevice between her trembling legs.
Salacious, wet sucking sounds filled the room, and her groans of building rapture drove his rapacious tongue faster and faster as it worked its way up and down between the now throbbing, pulsing lips of her wildly palpitating cunt. Yeah, he had her all right, he knew. There was no Goddamned doubt of it now. She was his type of bitch, unable to control the sensual passionate drive that a few absinthes aroused, and a licking tongue in her hot young cunt sent racing uncontrollably through her curvaceously writhing body. He'd tormentingly degraded her with purpose… brought rage and anger to the surface, then watched it dissolve into obvious masochistic pleasure totally beyond her control with his sucking and tonguing of her wet, seething cunt. She was as hot as any bitch he'd ever taken, and only minutes away from begging and pleading for his cock. Christ, how the members were going to love getting at her, both male and female, but not until he'd had his fill this night.
He couldn't keep from lecherously gloating as suddenly her small, soft hands began toying about his head, her long fingers running caressingly through his hair while moans unceasingly emitted from her. Finally, she was clutching, the moans tumbling from her petulant lips in a rhythmic chant, her beautiful head flailing from side to side… until finally the soft little hands were trying to guide his hotly working mouth to the small nibbling hole of her cunt. He complied, pressing his wet lips to her desire-moistened vaginal mouth, plunging his stiffened lingual member once more up into the raw, velvety-smooth flesh, then quickly withdrawing it to tantalize the ragged, hair-lined edges of her flushed pussy lips.
She cried out in her lust-infused passion, wildly writhing her smoothly rounded hips and ovaled buttocks beneath his salacious oral fucking. Again and again he thrust his stiffened, cock-like tongue wetly up into her seething channel. His hot, moist lips were glued to the clasping, viscous opening, bringing a continual series of guttural groans from the voluptuously naked girl whose warm, full thighs were closing spasmodically around both sides of his almost submerged head.
The lecherous Director could feel the sleek, rubbery cuntal flesh slip moistly around his long extended tongue. The delicately ribbed walls of her dilated vagina opened and closed in an unmistakable hungry sucking action, attempting to draw his tongue deeper and deeper into it. Christ, it seemed that her clasping pussy throat was suddenly trying with a separate lust of its own to extract his tongue by the roots and omnivorously devour it. Her heels began to push down against the muscles of his back, pressing his big, powerful body into the hot, quivering flesh trap between her lewdly spread legs. His nose was tight against her tiny quivering clitoris and with every inhalation he sensed the arousing, poignant aroma of her lustfully growing passion. Damn, it's delicate piquancy was driving his throbbing cock into an impossible hardness, a swollen, blood-filled erection that had begun to ache with the agony of an exposed nerve in a tooth. He had to do something with it soon or his sperm-bloated balls were going to blow apart!
Carol's voluptuously naked young body was completely swept up in the breathtaking, sensual rapture overwhelming her. Her brain whirled in a wild vortex of intense desire, realizing that she had lost all physical control beneath the lascivious oral fucking her handsome boss had forcefully subjected her to. Hardly anything made sense to her, even her prime intentions and reasons for being there… only the maddeningly delicious sensations his hot, wet tongue and sucking mouth were causing to saturate her entire passion-inflamed body mattered. Every muscle of her erotically fired being was tensed as she strained her soft, white hips and tautly rounded buttocks upward in unhidden wantonness toward the earth-shattering ecstasy he was building between her obscenely spread thighs.
Her long, drawn-up legs opened and closed around the lecherously working mouth, controlling the ravenous, pleasureful tongue that was licking and spiraling into her passion-seared cunt channel. The cords of her neck stood out in strained relief as she clawed and pulled at his head frantically, splaying her curvaceously shaped limbs out wider and wider to the sides, allowing him deeper access into her seething hole.
Masochistically, she reasoned that she was his to do with as he pleased… his slave… his bitch… his whore… and at the same time, vaguely realizing that she had never felt this way with any man… none of the young husbands they had swapped with… not even Jack! But then, there had never been such a dominating, sensuously inspiring lover among the lot of them, had there… including her own young husband…!
"Oh God!" she whimpered almost pitifully, her thought-train severed as he slipped his big hands beneath her quivering, white buttocks and pulled them up to him with possessive authority. They trembled and spasmed of their own volition beneath the plunging hot tongue sending wild erotic charges of unprecedented sensation screaming through her insanely aroused body. And then, suddenly, she felt his searing tongue flick from her wildly tingling vagina downward along the smooth, hairless crevice between the ovaled spheres of her fully rounded ass cheeks toward the tiny raised ring of her puckered anus. Responsively, she stiffened, moaning in lustful delight at the wet, delicious contact of his burning tongue with its little sensitive anal lips. She closed her eyes in steeped passion at the licentious fermentations the lurid act added to her already overwhelmingly excited young flesh. Oh God… it was too much… too much, she sensually reasoned, rolling her naked, rounded hips and trying to screw her excited rectum back onto his stiffly probing tongue. She had to do something for him… to make him know how wonderfully magnificent he was… how much she loved him for the delicious ecstasy he was bringing her!
"Turn around! Oh God, turn around, darling! Quick, so I can have your cock! I want to suck it, lover! Please… hurry!" she pleaded salaciously.
Her words were like a charge of electricity bolting through him, the very lust-infusing sounds he had been lecherously waiting to hear tumble from those ripe, petulant lips. Without hesitation, the big man knelt up and tore the clothes from his massive frame, while she lay there with half-closed eyes in her voluptuous nakedness, tossing her head as little mewls and whimpers erupted from her slender, white throat in sensual anticipation. His cock jerked and throbbed insanely as he eagerly turned around on all fours above her, then buried his face in her dampened, hair-fringed loins once more. As his hot, wet tongue lashed out to lave through the moist, velvety flesh between her blood swollen cunt lips, Max felt her small hand and fingers curling around the throbbing hardness of his long, thick cock that he knew was hanging down like a stallion's between his heavy thighs, and he grunted out his guttural delight, thrusting his stiffened tongue deeply up into her clasping cunt channel once more.
The lizard-like reinvasion only served to personify what Carol already knew: he was the most fulfilling lover she had ever had and she wanted to prove it to him… had to! But even as the fantastic sensations of erotic rapture immediately began to churn madly again within her naked, obscenely positioned body, the actual sight and feel of his huge, hard cock in her tiny hand telegraphed momentary spasms of unwanted fright to her brain. Dear God, she had never seen anything human the length and thickness of it! Her slender fingers could hardly encircle it, and his heavy, sperm-bloated balls encased in their grayish, hairy sac hanging down above her face were a bull-like phenomenon in themselves. Yet, the very hugeness of their unique and virile masculinity fired a loving warmth inside her and she raised her head excitedly. With ovaled mouth wide, she let her moistened, lush lips slip warmly and wetly over the sheathed cockhead, while she held to its heavy base with both thumbs and forefingers to pull back its thick foreskin, then tried to anxiously take more than she was capable of into her salivating mouth.
In her unbridled desire, she sucked it so deeply into the hot, wet cavity that it nearly choked her, but she twisted her head enough to catch her breath, then began to feverishly run her tongue up and down the soft, sensitive underside, feeling it throb and pulse to her oral touch and ardently tasting the heady spice of its seeping seminal fluid. While her tiny tongue worked in slavish passion, she cupped and deliciously caressed his heavy, cum-inflated balls with subservient affection, tiny explosions of scintillating lust bursting in her sensuously blinded brain, and he began to move up and down… gently in and out of her mouth with his thick, hardened cock in a licentious rhythm to his own lashing, probing tongue thrusting and swirling deeply in her wet, searing cunt.
Oh God, she'd beg him to do this every day with her at the office, she thought giddily. He would lick her cunt while she sucked his beautiful cock… and there'd never been another cock like it in the whole world, she felt certain of that! Sometimes, she would just kneel down between his legs and gently take it out for him, then suck it, even when he didn't do anything to her! She would, she would… and Jack or no one could stop her! It was magnificent… his handsome, throbbing, delicious cock… and she'd learned to suck it right down into her throat for him, even as big as it was!
These thoughts flashed in Carol's lust-crazed mind intermittently as she sucked with fury and masochistic servility at his hardened rod of white-hot flesh, its smooth rubbery tip brushing at her palate, while Max Keele, with obscenely wet licking sounds, worked hungrily at her impassioned, naked loins, his big hands beneath and clutching the resiliently white rounded cheeks of her writhing ass, his hot tongue burrowing deeper and deeper into her moist, wantonly accepting pussy.
Then, another new sensation of prurience registered in her desire-incited brain! She felt his long, thick finger suddenly working at the tiny puckered mouth of her exposed anus! Her breath quickened and she momentarily forgot all else. She sensed the finger stiffening… abruptly, pushing into the snugly resisting mouth with a quick, unpainful, forbidden challenge, and the long invader slid right up the warm, spongy confines of her rectal passage like another cock, all the way to the palm of his big, cupping hand against the rounded, yielding spheres of her wide-spread, white buttocks.
"Aaaaagghhhhhh…" she grunted around his expanding hard cock in her sucking mouth, but in ecstasy and delightful sweet pain as her lips and tongue slowed momentarily in their lewdly swirling motion, his sudden intrusion into her tightly clenched asshole causing an immediate twinge of orgasm to start building in her soft belly and fervid loins. She felt his mouth fixed against the round, elasticized vaginal hole of her sensuously inflamed cunt, his deeply thrusting tongue swirling and lashing the moistened, sensitive-fleshed walls in lust-spiraling cadence to his long, thick finger fucking obscenely into her wantonly presented asshole. Frantically, she began to nurse and suck the hot, hard thickness of his huge cock with all of her inherent, feminine ability, her cheeks hollowing and swelling obscenely, while her soft, white belly rose and fell hungrily as she pulled at him.
God, how she wanted him to cum when she did! He had to, she thought passionately… desperately… him squirting his hot, thick cum into her mouth while the same maddening sensations burst inside her! But… but he'd have to hurry, she reasoned, her lips clasped tightly around the pulsing, blood-filled head of his long, thick cock, and at that very moment, deep in her seething belly and passion-inflamed young loins, the first violent spasms of ecstasy were beginning; she squeezed with enslaved affection at his swinging, sperm-bloated balls above her face, then raked her nails with inbred knowledge beneath them, as simultaneously, she strained to her own heatedly rising climax…!