She closed her eyes at the hot flash of pleasure his words brought her. Without taking her mouth from his cock, she hurriedly removed her blouse and her bra. She caressed the generous firm mounds of her tits for a moment, bringing the tips to rubbery erection for him. The sensations only added to the excitement already gushing from her neglected pussy. Again she gripped his cock firmly at the base and worked her mouth more avidly back and forward.

Wide-eyed, the boy watched her lush breasts sway with the rhythm of her slavish exertions. She had large nipples, larger than he had ever seen on any girl. The way they were poking saucily out at him now made him grunt with intense desire. What a woman! What a shame she was going away! "You're so beautiful, Miss Coke! I hope the people at your new place appreciate you as much as I do!"

Though the hands tangled in her hair bespoke a man's passion, the words belonged to the boy that was still half of Rick Morris. She felt genuine pleasure from the obvious admiration he had for her. She might well miss his kind of artless praise in the gaudy world of advertising that was about to claim her. "No one will ever be exactly like you, Rick! You're the greatest!"

He forced her head back onto his cock, but she knew the compliment would please him. She felt she had helped make a boy into a man. She almost regretted she would not be around to see the finished product. It would be something!

Much as he was enjoying the feel of her mouth on his cock, Rick felt that it was time he took the woman in hand and gave her a sound fucking. Her compliment reminded him that, to deserve that kind of boost, a man had to know when to be a man. He could not let Miss Coke do all the work during their last time together. "I want to screw you now, Miss Coke! I can't wait any longer!"