"Was it good, Devon?" she asked. "Did it make you feel good?"

"I loved it," he said, sitting on the floor, his cock still throbbing warmly. He caressed his own cock and balls with one hand. "I always like getting sucked off."

"That's nice," she murmured, running her hands about her naked tits. "I love to suck a cock off. Maybe we can do this again tomorrow." Then she thought of something. "How long will you be here, Devon?"

"I think a few more weeks," he said. "I'm not sure, but Dad doesn't have to go back to work until September."

Karen smiled happily. "That's nice. Then we can find time for more of this, can't we?"

"I'd like that," he said. "You never told me your name, though."

"Karen," she said. "Karen what?"

"Just Karen." She smiled at him. "Just Karen for now."

He reached for his trunks. "My parents will be back soon." He pulled his trunks on, and stopped at the door of the motor home, looking back at her. "Karen, is that all you do? I mean, just suck cocks?" he laughed. "Isn't it enough?"

"Well, sure," he replied. "But you're awfully pretty. I like you sucking me, but I'd kinda like to fuck you."

She laughed again. "You want some pussy, huh?" she teased. Deliberately she lifted her dress and pulled the crotch of her panties to one side. She spread her legs and shoved her ass to the edge of the bed, revealing her cunt to him.

What Devon saw was a lovely cunt. Karen's pussy was hairy, with a fluffy triangle of dark curls. The lips were puffy and pronounced, and the tip of her clit glistened. She ran a fingertip up and down her cunt, watching him.

"Can I?" he asked. "Can I fuck you sometime?"

"Of course." She grinned lewdly at him. "You can stick that hard little cock up my pussy and fuck me. Maybe you can fuck me tomorrow."