Her body mesmerized him. Her tits were heavy and they stood out like separate full melons. They seemed to have no other purpose than to be squeezed, caressed, and savored for their ripeness. Her hips were solid, firm, and her thighs were succulent in their shapeliness. Their fullness made delicious curves where her flesh came together at her crotch. Her flesh brushed together there, and he could hear the soft sound of skin against skin between her legs. Sounds like that could only come from the hot body of a young female.

Mandy was equally mesmerized. She had no idea Fred's cock would be so gigantic. The sight of the bulbous knob at the end of his prick made her completely forget that she was almost totally nude herself.

"I… uh," he stammered, "…john's aren't working right… we called the plumber… I thought…"

His prick began to grow rigid until his prickhead was throbbing with pent-up passion.

Mandy couldn't think of anything to say. "I was going to take a shower," she blurted. "I'm hot." His cock utterly fascinated her.

"I am, too… now," he said, throwing all caution to the winds and beginning to pump his hand on his pulsating cock, making it bounce and throb in front of his body.

Mandy could feel the juices from her pussy squeezing through her cunt lips and sliding down the inside of her thighs.

"Why are you doing that?" she asked, her hands unconsciously moving across her own body, her fingers playing in her pussy's soft folds.

"Because," he murmured, "looking at you like that turns me on so much. Your body is beautiful, Mandy. I've watched you take sunbaths in the backyard when no one was home. Then I'd run upstairs and fuck Beverly without even taking off her clothes."

"Would you do that to me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"What?"

"Fuck me?"

"No." His hand was moving faster now.

"Why not?" she said, bending a little so she could shove two fingers up her cunt.