"Oh Sam, it feels so good! Move it, Sam, move it! Oh, fuck me!"

Sam grunted like a bull, his face as red as a beet as he crushed the little girl under him, grinding his hot prick in and out of her tight, sucking pussyhole.

"Oh Trixie, oh God Trixie, you're so hot, you're so good!"

Connie stood in the hallway shaking, her throat so dry she could hardly swallow. How could this be? How could Sam do such a thing? He was three times the girl's age and twice as heavy. She was the papergirl, for God's sake, with hardly more than fuzz around her pussyhole. And how could she take Sam's cock? Her cunt had appeared hardly capable of taking two fingers.

Trixie clawed Sam's back, kicked at his humping ass, twisted her head from side to side, her mouth open, her eyes closed.

"Oh Sam, fuck me, fuck me!" she cried.

Sam grunted, fucking almost savagely, his cock making obscene squishing noises in the young girl's cunt. His hairy balls flapped against her pink crotch, getting frosted by the pussycream that was frothing out around his plunging cock.

"Baby, you make me feel so fucking good!" The young girl was gasping. "Oh Sam, I'm gonna come again!"

Sam plastered his mouth to hers, shoving his tongue down her throat. He growled, ramming his cock in and out.

Trixie's eyes opened and rolled back deliriously. Her toes curled. Her little butt wiggled madly, her fuckjuices bubbling out around Sam's plunging prick. She moaned into Sam's mouth, her pussy clutching with spasms.

Sam rammed his prick in to the hilt and shook all over. His body jerked with each explosion of his hot cum into the young girl.

Trixie grunted as Sam fucked his cum into her, clinging to him, squirming with youthful pleasure. As their orgasms subsided, Trixie opened her eyes wide.