But she had been shy at first. She had an idea that sucking cock was the sort of thing that proper young ladies did not do, until they were married, or at least engaged to be married. It seemed naughtier than straightforward fucking. So, although her mouth watered for prick, she resisted the urge to gulp one – until on one fortunate evening a randy young man had slipped his cockmeat into her mouth without any warning. It surprised her so much that she gasped and inhaled. Inhaling was much the same thing as sucking. The delighted girl kept right on at it after that first sharp intake of breath, sucking away until she had milked him dry.

She swallowed every drop of his cum.

Cum made a delicious conclusion to the meaty meal and Catherine became a confirmed cock-sucker on the spot. The hell with her reputation, she figured – cock was too tasty to turn down. After that she did plenty of cocksucking, sometimes just as a preliminary to fucking, but often as an end in itself, drinking the man's spunk hungrily. One wonderful night she even let half a dozen horny youths gang-bang her in the mouth, one right after the other, drinking her fill.

Later, calling her a cock-sucker, they kicked her out of the car on a lonely road.

Walking home, she was offered a lift by a traveling salesman.

She sucked his cock, too.

Thinking about the joy of cock-sucking and cum-drinking now, Catherine really began to steam. She remembered all the time she had done it, and she imagined her daughter sucking cock with the same style, skill and gusto.

Her cunt was like a burning ember between her smooth thighs.