"Oh, Gail," he suddenly gasped, pushing her away and turning his back, realizing that he was on the verge of molesting the girl. "I'm so ashamed of myself."

"Don't be," he heard her whisper, and when he turned around she was standing there completely naked.

Stunned, he gazed excitedly at the soft satiny flesh of her firm tits with their big swollen nipples, the delicate curve of her hips and the fiery triangle of red pubic hair between her shapely legs.

"I'm a real horny girl that loves to fuck," she whispered, gently rolling her erect nipples between her fingers. "I never wear panties or a bra so I can undress in a hurry if a wonderful moment like this conies along."

Smiling at him as she fondled her own tits, she teasingly ran her pink tongue around her moistly parted lips. Finally releasing her lovely boobs, she slowly moved her hands down over the gentle swell of her hips and across the sweet flat plane of her tummy until her fingertips brushed against the soft red curls of her crinkly pussy hair. Martin was unconsciously licking his own lips as he watched the wanton girl's fingers deliciously teasing along her hair fringed slit, slightly spreading the slippery cunt-lips to give him a naughty peek at her moist inner flesh. The horny girl's beautiful face was thrown back, her long red hair flowing down over her lovely bare shoulders, and her half-closed eyes were smoky with lust. Seeing her naked body quivering from the hot passions she was generating in her writhing loins, Martin was no longer able to control his own feverish lust.

Moving quickly across the room, he locked the door and slowly turned to face the hot-cunted girl. Leaning back against the wall, he began tearing frantically at his clothes. Dropping his coat, he removed his tie, and then his shirt. Panting heavily, he jerked off his pants and dropped his shorts, revealing the thick hardness of his burgeoning cock.