She rose up in a kneeling position, her tongue still flicking along her lips, her eyes resting feverishly on his loins, and then she began to trail soft, moist kisses across the girth of his large, well-muscled belly, making him groan uncontrollably again and raise his hips upwards from the stimulations she was sending through his body. Her fingernails scratched lightly over his cock now and then they reached downwards, probing briefly at the puckered ring of his anus, retracing their path back to his straining, quivering penis.

"Goddamn it, Gloria, suck it! Suck it before it goes off by itself!" He thrust upwards, his head lifted so that he could look down at her lust contorted features as her beautiful face was poised over his blunt cock-head, and he could feel his semen boiling in his testicles, and knew it wouldn't be long before it would come spewing out of his shaft like a flow of molten lava. "Hurry, hurry!" he begged. "Suck it, baby, suck it!"

In obeisance, the woman plunged her head downwards, and Preston felt the incredible, hot moist softness of her lips close over the sensitive flesh of his cock, felt her firebrand tongue lick circles of liquid flame around and around it, flicking into the glans opening and swallowing the beginning drops of his seminal fluid. He entangled his grasping hands in her blonde hair tightly, and guided her as he jerked upwards, and he drove the entire length of his massive penis deep into the warm, butter-smooth folds of her mouth, feeling his cockhead graze against the back of her throat.

"Mmmmmmm!" she mewled around his hardened rod of flesh.

"Ahhhhhh!" he cried out in lust-crazed agreement. "That's it, baby! Stroke a little, too! That's it! That's it! Run your fingers along my balls… easy, damnit! Ahhhhh!"

And through the paper-thin walls, in the bedroom next door, Mrs.