At last, Dallas had his cock buried in this lovely kid’s cunt, and it felt better even than he had dreamed As he took a deep breath, she lifted her arms around his neck and pushed her fine tits into his chest. Her mouth searched for his, the petal soft lips fragrant and dewy.

Kathy’s tongue was small and squirmy, reaching through his teeth to find his own tongue waiting. He ground his cock into the wet grip, of her pussy as he sucked upon her tongue. She tasted of springtime, of a breeze through orange blossoms; she was flavored by youth and sweet flame.

The nipples of her tits bored into his shirt, and he wished to hell that he was naked, too. She rode his hard cock, rolling her shapely haunches to and fro, heaving her pelvis down against his. Sliding his hands down to cup the provocative cheeks of her sleek ass, Dallas thought with a great satisfaction that this girl fucked as well as she looked. She was all her fabulous body had promised, and more.

No virgin, this, but a trained little pussy, avid for all the erotic sensations a man’s cock could give her. She was reveling in each thrust as he fed his stiff meat up into her cunt, wiggling voluptuously when he drove it home, clinging damply and hotly to the shaft as he backed it down for another stroke.

“Oohh, teacher,” she panted against his teeth. “Mr. Bradburn, baby, I knew you’d be groovy like this; I just knew you’d be the greatest fuck ever. You have such a nice, big prick, and the way you use it, aahh! Oh yes, darling-stick it to me deep and hard!”

He held to her swinging ass, felt the attack of her nipples, knew the convulsive pounding of her crotch, and laid the pole to her as best he could.

It was good this way, terrific this way, with her bouncing up and down on the impalement of his rod, but he really wanted to fuck her in the conventional manner.