Tom kneaded the girl's big tits while she sucked his cock. He felt their burning thickness easily through her thin tee shirt. His hand went from one to the other, massaging the hot mound and pinching the hard tittie nipple. He felt the tits swell and throb, and he heard the girl moan.

"Sluuurrp!" she grunted passionately. The farm girl was learning fast, even if her teacher was old enough to be her dad.

Her lips slid from the thick root all the way up to the fat cock head, then they slid back down again. Her cheeks bulged, receded, then bulged again. Spit trickled from the corner of her mouth and ran down the long shaft forming a puddle in the thick cock hair. Wet sucking noises filled the air.

Then the young country girl lifted her head and said: "Oh, wow! This thing really tastes good! It's so hard and hot. It reminds me of a snake. What's it called again? A prick? I think it's nice! What else can I do with it besides suck it?"

"First suck on it a while longer," said the man. "Then I'll show you another use for it!" He forced her head back down.

Bobbie Joe's head bobbed up and down once more as she tasted the man's heavy cock. It filled her tiny mouth to capacity, and forced her to breathe through her nose. She sucked hard, her clinging lips making the mail's blood boil.

"Aaagh! Ohhhh!" groaned the man, squirming in his seat. He was finding it difficult to keep his voice down.

As Bobbie Joe sucked on the big prick she could feel the man's fingers gripping her hair tight. She could also hear his heavy breathing. He seemed out of breath, as if he had been running for a long time. She wondered if her hot lips were the cause of his discomfort. Although she knew nothing of such matters, she realized that the man's groans intensified whenever her sucking intensified. Fascinated by her apparent control over the man, Bobbie Joe sucked harder than ever.