Mark could feel his orgasm building up deep in his quivering guts. As the climax grew closer and closer, he arched his hips higher. Grabbing her hair, he pushed her frantically sucking mouth down tighter over his cock.

"OH, SHIT!" he shouted, feeling the hot cum rushing up through his shaft. "HERE IT COMES! HERE COMES THE JIZZ!"

Although she'd been anticipating it, Robin wasn't prepared for the huge amount of white hot cum that spewed into her mouth. It squirted deliciously against the back of her throat, and then spurt after spurt of the thick fluid continued belching out of his lurching prick. Frantically sucking and swallowing, Robin was going wild over the randy taste of Mark's hot jizz. When it finally stopped squirting into her mouth, the young girl continued sucking, wanting to get every last drop of his slippery juice.

"Did you like it?" she whispered as she finally released his limp wet cock from her mouth.

"Christ, yes!" he panted. "Did you?"

"I sure did," she giggled. "That was the neatest thing I've ever done. Shit, that stuff tastes wild."

CHAPTER TWO

Later that night Robin's mother and Frank Boswell returned from their date. The woman fixed them a drink before they sat down together on a couch.

"Here's to us," beamed Brenda Woodward, lifting her glass.

"To us," smiled Frank, thinking how beautiful she was.

Putting his glass down on the coffee table, Frank drew the pretty woman into his arms.

As their mouths came together, Brenda opened her lips and their tongues sensuously entwined. Frank's hand moved over the smooth contours of her back, around the side of her body to her lovely big tit.