"I want you, baby… want to do wild things to you. I think you feel the same way," Don said, dropping his head to the nape of her neck. He started kissing her narrow shoulders, running his tongue over her salty flesh. Traci groaned, quivering as she felt that iron-hard cock brushing against the mound between her legs. Her ass muscles tensed, flexing, moving her thighs seductively between his legs. She wanted him. Oh God, how she wanted to feel him fucking her. All her fantasies were coming out now, dancing in front of her confused mind, telling her to give in and let him fuck her. Surely her mother wouldn't be coming home for hours. That would be more than enough time for her and this stranger to fuck, to realize what potential she had burning in her pussy.

Don's lips nuzzled into her neck, his hot breath blowing through her hair. Traci felt her ear grow hot and ticklish. His breath and his words about what he was going to do to her made her shiver. Her body was alive to his slightest touch. "Baby, baby…" Don moaned.

He was moving his face over to hers, holding her by the chin. Traci closed her eyes, feeling his breath blowing over her cheeks and mouth. Then he was kissing her, pushing his tongue between her lips, wiggling it back and forth while holding her tightly with his free arm.

For a while Traci struggled against his tongue, feeling it was dirty to respond to something that exciting. But then her desires took over. She wasn't Traci, the virgin, any longer. Slowly she opened her mouth under the pressure. As his thick tongue lashed down her throat the girl felt him pulling her pussylips apart. He had his hands under her ass, working his fingers across the flesh at the edge of her bottoms. Every time he tensed his fingers and squeezed, the valley running between her legs pulled open. Before she could say anything Don wriggled two fingers under the hem of her bathing suit. As they rubbed over the silky flesh between her ass and cunt Traci started moaning. Chilly, feverish flashes drove her wild.