Their eyes met and they smiled. Then he pulled his cock out of her cunt and sat down on the chair again, plastering his mouth over her juice-drenched cunt.

Oh, my God! she thought, her pussy spasming again as be sucked and licked her pussymeat.

"Oh, my God!" she sobbed, his tongue whipping her cunt and bringing her off again.

They collapsed on the floor and rested awhile. He tangled his fingers in her hair and kissed her cheek. "You're a hell of a fuck," he said.

They stood up and she made him sit down on a lounge chair. She knelt between his legs and took his limp prick in her hand. Purring, she sucked his juice-coated cock into her mouth, pumping his cockshaft until gradually he became hard again. Soon his cock was stiff and throbbing and ready for action.

His cockhead swelled up in her mouth and she cooed as she sucked at the little slit of his pisshole. He groaned with pleasure. It was so wonderful to suck a man who really appreciated it. Herb reacted like he was doing her a favor when he let her suck him. Chuck really loved it and it was a terrific turn-on.

She fingered his hairy balls, moving the ring of her lips up and down his cockshaft until his crotch hair tickled her nose.

"Sit on it!" he grunted.

"Sit on it?"

"Yeah. Turn the other way, away from me, and sit on it."

Shivering with excitement, she turned around and bent forward at the waist. He took hold of her hips and guided her down over his prick. She gurgled when she felt his fat cockhead probing her cuntlips. She squirmed around until his fat knob pushed at the mouth of her cunthole.

She was thrilled. She'd never fucked this way before. She got on top of Herb sometimes, but never like this, in a chair. She eased down, slipping her wet slippery cunthole over the long thick shaft of his cock.

He grunted and she shuddered. He grabbed her tits from behind and told her to play with his balls. She fluttered her fingers over his hairy nuts and gently fondled the little eggs. He told her to play with her cunt. Holding her breath, she shyly moved a finger over her quivering passion button, massaging the stiff little bean as she rocked up and down on his rigid fuckpole.