Cindy's breathing became more and more labored.

"Oh, I wanna get in you. I wanna feel how tight and hot and wet you are inside."

His teeth were nipping at her nipple while his hand massaged her other tit. The way he thumbed her nipple while he bit into her tit-tip drove her wild.

Cindy let out a hissing groan. She tilted her cunt up, begging him to touch her pussy again.

Once more his fingers curled around the stretched elastic band of her panties.

"Wanna fuck you… wanna fuck you!"

He kissed her neck, her shoulders, her tits. He was clutching her cunt once more.

Cindy sucked in a deep breath.

He shoved down.

She could feel her panties easing down over her thighs, then he was rubbing his prick up and down her tight, wet cunt-crack now.

Cindy rolled her body slightly. The warm, tight feeling between her spread legs was driving her crazy! She knew his prick could take care of that hot, tight itch.

His cock pushed between her swollen cuntlips. Cindy slowly raised her legs from the cot, inching back her knees, while more perspiration rolled down her sides.

Billy settled down on her as if he were climbing into a saddle. His hands cupped her ass. He pushed her legs back, getting her ready for a fuck.

The sleek, steady wet friction against her cuntlips was doing something to her now. She felt the fever of a wild itching pleasure raging through her. The building, swelling tension in her heaving belly seemed to radiate out to every inch of her body.