She went crazy as her juices soaked his cock. Immediately shy could feel the hot swelling of his prick and she knew he was ready to come. She slipped her hand between his legs and found his balls. She began caressing the heavy sacs as he drove his cock into her.
"Come in my cunt," she moaned. "Come in me. Come!"
"I'm coming, baby," he grunted. "God, I'm coming. I'm coming! You cunt, I'm coming, coming!"
His thick jism spurted out of her hot cunt. She kept moving beneath him until she had drained his cock completely dry. She kept moving until his cock had gone limp and slowly slipped out of her.
"Ummmm," she moaned. "God, baby. That was nice!"
She knew she was supposed to feel guilty, but she felt no guilt. She was stark naked with a young boy who had just finished fucking her. It was against everything she had ever been taught. Yet, all she felt was a warm pleasant feeling. Kind of a nice glow.
A very nice glow.
CHAPTER THREE
"Are you serious?" Gail Martin asked. "I sure am," Buddy answered. "I can't believe it. She's a grown woman and her husband is a big church member and everything."
"They may be big church goers," Buddy said. "But his wife sure isn't religious."
Gail Martin had long blonde hair and serious big blue eyes. She had a pretty face but she worried about the rest of her body. She thought she was too skinny. She knew that most boys went for girls a little more developed. She badly wanted to attract boys. Especially Buddy.
Tonight they were sitting on her front porch drinking Cokes. Her father was just a few feet away inside the living room watching television. Nothing much could happen between Buddy and herself. Her father could see them clearly.
But he couldn't hear them. And Gail had been shocked by what she had just heard. It was hard to believe that about a woman like Mrs. Davis. She had always seemed so cool and so very proper. It was impossible to imagine her in the front seat of Buddy's car, although Gail wouldn't have minded being there herself.