"Sure, baby," Jack said. "You just holler loud when you want me to stop."

Jack didn't act like he had any intention of stopping. Maybe she didn't holler loud enough. He pushed her over to the couch and made her sit down. He sat down beside her and put his arm around her.

"Such a pretty mouth," he said. "I've been thinking about kissing that mouth since I first walked in and saw you in the kitchen!"

He kissed her, gently at first. Then his tongue started pushing at her mouth. She tried to keep her mouth shut, but she couldn't. His tongue slid between her lips and deep into her throat. She had never felt a man's rough tongue before. It felt so strange. She put her hand on his head to pull him away. Instead she found herself running her fingers through his thick hair.

He kissed her for what seemed like hours. His tongue kept probing the inside of her mouth until she finally started pushing her tongue back against his.

His free hand had been resting against her belly. Now she felt his fingers moving up until he was touching her tit. This time she did try to pull away but he held her easily. He might have been holding a child.

His hand moved up, completely covering her left tit.

"What a fucking tit," Jack moaned softly. "Shit, I've gone out with a lot of women and I haven't ever felt a tit that felt so good. Big and hot!"

His hand kept caressing her tit and even stranger things were happening all over her body. Her tits felt hot and hard as rock. She could feel her nipples pressed against the fabric of her bra. They ached with desire. She knew her skirt had slid indecently up above her knees but she couldn't find the strength to pull it back down.

She knew it was going to happen so she wasn't surprised when he took her hand and pressed it between his legs. What did surprise her was the long length of his cock. It was a lot bigger than Mr. Longworth's cock. It felt huge. She felt her entire body quivering as she ran her fingertips up and down the length of it.