His laugh was a sort of bray, slobber spraying from his curled-back lips like a blowing horse.

He pumped away, cranking his cock up slowly. It got harder and thicker and began to angle up. He gazed down at his cock, as if he had to look in order to decide if it was stiff enough to be sucked.

His prick wasn't rock-hard yet, sort of rubbery, but he judged it was tense enough. He slid his hand back and cupped his swollen balls, shoving his fucker into her face with a lurch of his hips.

Crystal didn't hesitate.

She figured that she might as well get it over with. And, too, the actual cock-sucking wasn't unpleasant – as long as the coarse man kept his mouth shut while he was stuffing hers.

Her honey-blonde head ducked forward and she slipped his bulging cock-head into her mouth.

When Crystal gave head through choice, she liked to linger over the preliminaries, licking for a while on a guy's balls before she mouthed his prick. But with Gunderson, she started right in sucking his prick.

She breathed in and panted out.

His fat cock-knob lay on her tongue, flaring and swelling, the rubbery texture turning firmer, then getting hard. Her lips collared his fat cock just below the blunt cock-head, peeling outward as she sucked.

Gunderson held her pretty face between his rough palms and began to hump, fucking deeper into her maw. She switched her tongue back and forth against the underside of his cock-knob and her lips pulled steadily.

"Yeah! Suck, baby – suck my cock!" he grunted.

His ass corkscrewed as he face-fucked in and out, stabbing back into her throat. His prickknob clogged her gullet and she gagged. He moved his hand off his hairy balls, and they swung up and slapped her under the chin.

"Yuh love it, don't yuh, cock-sucker?" he rasped, no doubt being romantic.