Inside his house, she hardly gave him time to close the door. She was in his arms, her mouth on his.

"Fuck me… fuck me now!" she said, her words a gasp.

"Jesus… you are hot, aren't you?" Mark grinned. "Don't you want something to drink first?"

"Not unless it's some more of your hot, creamy cum," Gina said, feeling her excitement rise dramatically.

"Christ, then let's get into the bedroom," Mark said, leading her from the living room.

Gina began shedding her clothes as they walked, and when she was fully naked, she began tugging on Mark's trousers. It was almost as if she'd lost all control over her emotions. Nothing seemed to matter – not even her good name – except having a rough male body next to hers.

She pulled him down on the bed and squirmed against his muscular form. When flesh touched flesh, she felt her pussy constrict, sending a delicate stream of cunt juice into her red-gold hairs.

"Fuck me," she gasped into his mouth. "God, I want your big, meaty cock pounding the hell out of me."

Mark gave her a rather frightened look. He'd never seen her act so strangely. From a cool, career woman to a wild-cat was just too radical a change in one day!

"Hey, baby, hang on," he said. "We have all night. No use rushing things."

Gina didn't think she had another moment. If she didn't get his cock inside her pussy, she was going to go crazy. She flipped him on his back and straddled his middle.

"Cock!" she screamed out, guiding the tip of his prick into her smoldering pussy. As his cock slipped deep inside her cunt, she felt a wave of climaxing juice burn around her clit. "Godddddd… cock!" she shrieked, clawing at his chest.

Fortunately for Mark, her orgasm was over almost as quickly as it started. She relaxed, becoming more human, and less an animal.