"Here's something I really like, honey," Larry said, covering her hand with his.

He showed her how to pump his cock. He demonstrated the exact pressure and rhythm he liked, then let go and had her do it alone. It wasn't hard to learn, and his satisfied growl told her she was doing it right. She kept up the firm pumping motion and felt his huge boner throbbing hard against her fingers, while his piss hole drooled more hot sticky cock cream into her hand.

"Good, baby, just keep doing that, please," Larry panted.

Just then, they heard footsteps passing by in the hall, and Lisa froze.

"What if somebody walks in?" she asked nervously.

After all, they weren't alone at the resort. Although it was winter, with no customers, Larry's family was there – his father, "Big Jim" Evans, his brother Steve, and Steve's wife Kitty. They'd all be cooped up in the lodge together for the long winter months. Lisa felt that she and her new husband didn't have a whole lot of privacy.

"Relax," Larry laughed. "The door's locked, and titer know damned well that anybody interrupting us tonight is a dead man. Just forget about them, honey. I expect they're on their way to bed. The night is ours."

His soothing words relaxed her, and she went on lazily pumping his cock. He leaned down over her firmly thrusting tits, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her engorged, erect nipples. Lisa gasped, then gurgled with delight. It really felt exciting to have her tits licked.

"Mmmmmnunm, honey," she murmured.

Larry lashed his hot tongue around and around the stiff tit buds. Swollen, her nipples were even more sensitive than usual. Lisa felt hot cream seeping from her virgin cunt and soaking her pussy. Larry was the first man she'd met who made her cream like that. The first time they'd necked, she'd creamed right through her panties. She'd been so embarrassed at her uncontrollable lust, but she simply couldn't help it. Larry did that to her.