"Hurry up, damn it!" he moaned. "Put your mouth down over it, Cindy! Suck it, honey, suck it dry!"

She laughed throatily. "Of course, darling, anything my wonderful husband desires." Then she lowered her head slowly, slowly, and then Carl felt the incredible hot moist softness of her lips kissing the heavily throbbing head of his prick, then her tongue sliding out between them to probe the tiny vertical opening in his cockhead, drinking away the lubrication there as she began to make hungry little mewling sounds, she opened her mouth wide to accept the full length of his hard pulsating rod inside the full, soft circle of her lips.

Her fiery tongue licked circles of liquid fire along the underside of his cock shaft, and she began to suck him lovingly, slowly, eliciting moaning cries from him, causing him to twist his body wildly on the bed as she sucked him and stroked salaciously at his cum-burgeoning balls with her free hand.

Cindy drew back slightly, so that she was able to taste the moist stickiness of his pre-cum again, twirling her tongue maddeningly faster around the blood-inflated head. Then she began sucking rhythmically, with all the practiced expertise of the accomplished female mouth-lover. He watched her convoluted lips working hungrily on his cock, watched the soft wet skin of her mouth pucker outward and then back in again as she slithered it up and down the full length of his rigidly pulsing hardness. The sight of her sucking his cock never ceased to increase his arousal, and his loins tensed and jerked upward into her face, all the fleshy expanse disappearing with each hard upward thrust, so that only a small stretch of it showed white and glistening with the wetness of her saliva between her pink, rou ndly ovaled lips and his cum-filled balls.