
"Is your pretty pussy ready for another come now?" he asked. When she told him it was more than ready, he had her turn over, bending her knees up and moving them wide apart as he stared into her crotch where he saw a cunt that was truly beautiful.
"But don't all cunts look the same?" Mary asked.
"Not by any means. I've seen cunts that were so-so, others that were positively ugly. A truly pretty cunt is quite unusual, and you have a beautiful one to look at and to touch and to suck and to fuck. I plan to do all of those things to it, if you'll allow me."
"Allow you? Oh, you wonderful, crazy man. I'll die if you don't. I've never been treated this way, never responded to any man like this."
While she talked, one of his hands was stroking a silken inner thigh, finding it firm, firmer than he would have expected. The hand moved higher, the tips of his fingers brushing the tender lips of an obviously hot cunt. She moaned again as his hand covered the moist twat, pressed warmly over it, then began to rub tenderly.
Telling her he had to shake hands with her cunt, he parted the pussy-lips, stroking gently between them with the same loving touch. Slowly he worked a long, gentle finger into her slit and felt her tremble, saw beads of sweat standing out on her naked body as the finger worked in and out and she told him it was better than any cock she had ever felt in her snatch.
While a hand rubbed over her smooth tummy, Adam went on diddling her twat for a while, then brought his finger higher until the tip of it found her clit and made her body jerk strongly.
Whispering softly to Mary, he went on stroking her clit lightly until he saw passion contort her face. She cried out as an almost unbearable orgasm claimed her and swept her away. Removing his finger from her slit, he pressed his hand warmly on her cunt and held it there until the spasms finally weakened and then passed. When she was able to talk again, Mary told him with awe that it had been the most magnificent come she had ever known. He smiled as he promised her more and better ones, a promise she felt was impossible for him to keep.
