"Oh, Mr. Gage!" gasped Gail, staring across the room at his throbbing boner. "That's sure a beautiful big prick."

Slowly walking up to the girl, Martin took Gail's hand and led her to a cot in the far corner of the storeroom. Taking her into his arms, he flung them both down on the hard mattress that covered the cot. With his brain reeling with desire, his hands closed over the smooth bare flesh of her firm tits, kneading and squeezing them as the horny girl moaned with ecstasy.

"Oh, Mr. Gage," she softly whispered. "You're such a handsome man."

Martin had no idea who she was or where she'd come from, but this over-sexed girl was something he needed very badly. Holding her in his arms, his thick meaty dick was pressed between their two bodies and Martin could feel the hot hardness as it burning against her soft naked belly. His big masculine hands were moving all over her soft body, his fingers goosing into the soft wiggly flesh between her cute asscheeks, and then back up to twist and pull deliciously on her desire-swollen nipples.

"Oh, Gail," he panted as he started exploring between her legs. "You're such a pretty girl." He felt her smooth thighs opening wider as the tip of his finger slipped into the moist hotness of her slippery twat.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Gage," whispered the aroused girl. "Fuck me now… I can't wait any longer."

Realizing that this lovely girl wanted to fuck as badly as he did, he'd never been so turned on in his life. He no longer gave a shit if his wife wanted him or not. The only thing that mattered now was the fact that this gorgeous redhead was begging him to fuck her.

Kneeling between her widely spread thighs, he stared down at the slippery lips of her open cunt as her cool soft hand lovingly grasped his boner, guiding it toward her hot dripping silt.