It was almost midnight.

Sandy sat on the edge of the huge bed. She was naked, her firm, upthrusting tits swollen. Her brown nipples were enlarged. She cupped her tits, brushing a thumb over her sensitive nipples and making soft crooning sounds of delight. Rob was undressing, a frown on his face as he talked to her.

"Sandy, that was not very proper of you," he was saying. "Anyone could have seen what you did in the car. My God, there were people all around us, kids, too. Don't you have any decency? What has gotten into you? I've never seen you so crazy before! Perhaps you should see a doctor, a mind doctor!"

She looked up at him, a sweet expression on her face. She spread her knees wide, unabashedly exposing her cunt. Sandy's pussy was quite hairy, the strands long and curly, with a very thin line going up to her deeply indented belly button.

"A pussy doctor would be of more benefit," she said softly. "At least he would show a little interest in my cunt. You certainly don't show any."

He looked at her, seeing the sweet expression on her face and the lewd way she sat, cupping her tits in both hands. His cock stirred despite himself. Sandy dropped her eyes to his shorts and saw his cock starting to swell. She glanced into his eyes.

"Maybe you do think I'm nuts, darling," she said in a soft voice, "but your cock seems to have other ideas."

"Is that all you can think about?" he almost shouted at her.

"You want that teenage cunt, don't you?" she yelled back at him. "That was why you got so fucking hard! Rob, you might have been afraid in the car, but you can't deny your cock was pretty fucking hard! And once I started sucking it, you stopped trying to pull my face away. Oh, I noticed all that!"