Suddenly Carl's mouth was grinding down on hers, his tongue flailing deep into her mouth. Lily's hand began to move faster on his turgid shaft, and she sucked back and nibbled at his tongue, swirling her own probe around and around his, darting into his mouth and then withdrawing. Carl's hand came up and found her desire-swollen breast, squeezed and kneaded the flesh momentarily, then dipped inside the loose blouse, exposing her naked tit with its fiery nipple and dark brown areola. He could feel the wetness from the seminal fluid which seeped from the glans on the hard tip of his prick as she continued to massage him with a practiced thoroughness.

And then, suddenly, with his finger kneading the resilient flesh of her magnificent breast, his cock was jerking almost out of control. Christ, he knew she'd be a beautiful fuck, but he had no idea he'd uncovered such an amazingly hot-blooded woman.

But suddenly she pulled away from him as the full impact of what she was doing struck Lily's mind like a fist. My God! she thought wildly. Suppose Eddie came back, suppose he saw me here with Carl… No, no, I can't allow that, I have to control these crazed emotions… damn, damn, why had he come here, why had he aroused her so much, why had she had any of that Goddamned grass of his…

She wrenched away violently from Carl, pulling her mouth from his, and taking her hand from his bulging cock. Her face was flushed a brilliant crimson partially form shame and partially from her intense arousal. She averted her eyes, panting raggedly.

"What's the matter, baby?" Carl breathed heavily beside her. And then: "Are you worrying about your son? Is that it? Well, you needn't. If he's gone off with Cindy, he'll be gone for enough time… plenty of time, love."

"No… no, he might come back…"

"He won't come back," the roughly handsome man whispered in his mesmeric voice. "No, relax and admit that you want me to fuck you as much as I want it. It'll be good, Lily, darling, it'll be so wonderful…"