"Let's go right now!" he said eagerly, downing his drink in one swallow.

Sheila laughed at his enthusiasm and finished her drink. Then they got up and left the room.

Lou closed the door behind him and wasted no time. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her. His cock was as hard as a rock. His hands fumbled at the sweater covering her breasts. She laughed and kissed him.

"What's your hurry?" she asked. "There's plenty of time!"

"Baby, you're a real hunk!" he exclaimed, panting feverishly. He pulled her to the bed and pushed her until she was lying on her back with her long, golden legs dangling over the edge. He tried to remove her sweater, but he was having quite a time with it. Sheila sat up and raised her arms high in the air. Lou pulled the sweater off her and looked at her tits.

"They're unreal!" he gasped. He pushed her down on the bed and buried his face in their softness. He took her left nipple in his mouth and sucked eagerly. His left hand was milking her right breast.

Sheila sighed. Closing her eyes, she moaned and began to pant. Already the warm floods began writhing within her.

Lou got up and pulled off the miniskirt. Sheila's shiny golden snatch gaped at him. Once again he began to pant. He got down on his knees, spread her legs wide, and buried his face in her moist pussy. Sheila gasped and jerked on the bed. She felt Lou's tongue slapping hotly against her creamy pussy-lips. He shoved his hands underneath her ass, forced her legs wider apart with his shoulders, and attacked the pink pussy hungrily.

Soon her gash was juicy with his saliva. Her heart began racing. Lou rammed his thumb up her honey tube and rotated it in vicious circles. Sheila wailed and arched her back. She felt the hot drops climbing down her steaming slit.