She began licking his cock and balls with the flat of her tongue. She lapped her tongue over one side and then the other of his cockshaft, finally returning to his bloated knob.

His cockhead was plum-shaped and big, the skin tight and satiny smooth. His balls were big and his ball-bag hairy. She licked his cylinder of flesh like it was an ice-cream cone, while he grunted and groaned.

When she sucked his cockhead into the warmth of her mouth, he bucked his ass up off the sofa. She took him all the way in now, his crotch hair tickling her nose. She felt his cockhead in the back of her throat and she curled her fingers around the base of his prick and squeezed.

Leaning back now, he took his hands off her head and gazed down at her with glittering eyes. She made a tight ring of her lips and ran it slowly up and down his thick cockshaft. She caressed his balls and squeezed the root of his cock, delighted at the way his fuckpole throbbed in her mouth.

Each time she stroked down, his prick disappeared down her throat, from the base of his cockshaft to his juicy knob. She bobbed her head up and down one eye on his face to make sure he didn't blast off. She didn't want him coming in her mouth. Not yet. She wanted to get fucked first, and then later if he wanted to come in her mouth she wouldn't mind.

It was he who finally pushed her mouth off his prick. "Let's get this thing in your sweet little pussy," he said, moving around on the sofa and pulling her over his crotch.

Shivering with pleasure, she climbed onto his lap and planted her cunt over his up thrust fuckpole. Then she sank down on his cock with a groan of pleasure, swallowing up his fuckpole with one stroke.

His large hands cupped her ass, squeezing her jiggling assflesh and guiding her up and down on his thrusting fuck-tube. The feel of his throbbing fuckmeat reaming out her cunt was incredible. She rocked up and down on his rampant cock, her tits bouncing and jiggling with abandon.