"Now bounce up and down hard, baby," he told her. "Bounce up and fucking down!"
She began to bounce on his cock. It was a beautiful feeling to have his fat cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She could feel his fat prickflesh touching every part of her pussy walls. She moved for ward a little, and she could feel the edge of his cockhead rubbing her clitty each time he moved.
"Oh shit, yes," he moaned. "You really know how to fuck. You really know how to fucking ride a cock!"
She leaned forward even more. Her titties started rubbing against his chest and she could feel her pink nipples getting hard with excitement. She was not the type to come a lot of times, so she was surprised to feel the excitement growing inside her belly. His prick was turning her on.
"You're making me feel good again," she whispered. "Oh, you're making me feel so good!"
He moved his hands away from her tits and replaced them with his hot mouth. She felt her tits being sucked as hard as he could. She could feel her pussy juices flowing again.
"You're going to make me come again," she cried. "You're making me come again! Oh, it feels good! Oh, it feels so fucking good! you're making me come!" Again her body shook with spasms of pleasure. She felt her pussy juice soaking his cock. She kept bouncing until the last tingle of excitement went through her. She stopped and let her body relax against him.
"Oh, I can't believe," she gasped. "I just can't believe I'm doing this."
"You are, baby," he groaned. "And you're doing it fucking good. Now get back on your knees again. I've felt your cunt, but now I want to shoot my cum in your mouth."
Caroline reluctantly left his cock and went down on her knees between his legs.
"This is where a woman like you belongs," he said. "You belong on your knees between my fucking legs!"
He wrapped her hair around his fingers and he forced her face back to his cock. This time she smelled her own juices mingled with his smell. She touched her lips to the purplish tip.
"Come on, baby," he said. "In your mouth. Take, it in your hot fucking mouth!" This time she opened her lips and took his cock inside her mouth. She held his cock just on her tongue and tasted the strong taste of his salty jism. She held, her head there for a long while without moving. She enjoyed having his cock inside her mouth like that. She wasn't sure she was going to like taking the prick deeper. But she was enjoying this.
"Come on, honey," he said. "You know what I want. Take it in your fucking mouth and suck on it good!"
She held her hair back with one hand as she slowly took all of his engorged meat into her mouth. She let her teeth skim against his swollen cockmeat. She brought her head back so that her teeth pulled the ridge of his cock.
"Shit, that feels good," Paul said.
She started bobbing her head up and down. Her teeth kept skimming his cockmeat and pulling at the sensitive cockhead.
"Play with my balls," Paul said. "Put your hand on them and caress them, baby!"
She moved her hands up his thighs and started caressing his heavy cum-filled balls. She could already feel his cock getting fatter inside her mouth. She felt some of his cum dripping on her tongue.
"That's the way, bitch," he groaned. "Suck it, baby. Suck my big cock!"
She bobbed her head faster. She could smell nothing but the strong odor of his cockmeat. She felt like she had cum in her nose and in her mouth. She felt her hair flying around her face. She felt sticky and sweaty.
"I'm coming, baby," he groaned. "I'm going to shoot it in your hot fucking mouth! Baby, I'm going to shoot my cum in your mouth! I'm going to shoot my wad! I'm shooting my wad! Swallow, bitch, swallow it all!"
He stabbed his fat prick inside her mouth as deep as he could. She felt the first hot spurt of his jism going down her throat. She started to swallow as quickly as she could. She could feel his cum dripping out of the corners of her mouth. She kept sucking and swallowing as hard as she could. It was a really salty taste. She choked and spit some more of it out of the corners of her mouth. Still, she kept swallowing as long as she could. She finally felt his prick spurting one last time into her mouth. She kept swallowing until his prick went soft and slipped out of her.
She had never done it before and it had never felt so good. She started licking his prick in an effort not to give it up. It was a feeling of power that went through her. She wondered why nobody had made her suck cock before.
"Baby," he moaned. "Baby, slow down. We've got plenty of time yet. You don't have to lick my cock away."
She raised her head and smiled. He was right. There was still plenty of time.
Caroline's father had been there at the airport to pick her up. He had driven her out to his country home and she had nearly fallen asleep before she got out of the shower. She didn't know how long she slept, but it was daylight when she opened her eyes. It was Saturday morning and she could smell bacon frying.
Caroline remembered so many Saturday mornings when she'd rushed downstairs to find her father cooking breakfast.
She jumped out of her bed and then remembered that she'd fallen into the bed stark naked. She didn't want to surprise her dad quite that much.
She slipped into a pair of panties and then wrapped a robe around herself. It wasn't exactly decent, but he was her father, after all.
She found him exactly as she thought she would. He was standing over the stove dressed in jeans and a plaid shin, and he was fixing bacon and eggs.
"It's crazy," she said, sitting down at the table. "I hardly ever eat breakfast at home. I'd forgotten just how nice having someone cook for you can be."
"It's nice having you here again, darling," Doug said.
He gave her a look full of fatherly pride. She didn't notice how her father's eyes lingered for a moment on the way her pert young tits pushed out her robe.
"You can eat all you want," he said. "And maybe we can go riding this morning."
"I'd like that," she said.
Caroline ate like she was famished. Her father hardly touched his food and she didn't notice the way he kept looking at her. She didn't know that her father was thinking about how much she looked like her mother. And he was remembering things about her that Caroline probably wouldn't like.
"All set for the ride?" Doug asked.
"I sure am," she said. "I'd like to work some of this breakfast off."
"We'll stop by the pond," her father said. "I hope you brought a bathing suit I think you're a little too mature to go skinny dipping anymore."
"I guess so," she said, blushing.
Caroline went up to get her suit while Doug remained at the table. He watched his daughter's bouncing ass as Caroline went up the stairs. He didn't want to think of his daughter like that, but he couldn't help himself. She had tits and an ass just as shapely as her mother's had been.
And it brought back erotic memories.
He had spent some really wild moments with Caroline's mother. Judy could fuck like a mink and she never tired of it. She really liked to suck cock. She liked to be ass-fucked. The problem was that Judy enjoyed it with anyone. Doug could feel the anger building up in him as he remembered that last night, the night he had come home and found her on her knees sucking one man while another man fucked her pussy. The worst part of it was they were both good friends of his.
Now he thought about his daughter, probably upstairs with nothing on. It made his dick start aching. Caroline was so much like her mother. Too much.
Caroline came back downstairs. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a man's shirt. It looked like one of his old shirts. He felt his eyes drawn back to her shirt front. There was one difference between Caroline and her mother. Judy had been small in the tit department. Caroline really had a pair of whoppers.
"Are you ready to go, baby?" Doug asked.
"I sure am," she said.
They went outside and saddled their horses. The country around her father's place was just as beautiful as she remembered it. They rode out by the river and climbed off their horses. Caroline felt stiff and sore.