Gwen had never appreciated so much the fleshy feel of an excited cock inside her mouth. She moaned lustily as her lips nibbled at Steve's inflated cock-tip. While her lips made an oval to slide down his cock-shaft, her tongue licked his cock-tip as though it were a large tasty ice cream cone. Her head bobbed up and down, repeating the obscene motions over and over again. The redhead could not remember when she had felt so totally carried away by sensual rapture. His cock was exactly what she wanted. The tangy flavor of his seeping seminal fluid jarred her senses and made her moist twat squirm with excitement.

The boy was as far gone as Gwen was. He lay oblivious beneath the warm rays of the afternoon sun, letting the raw pleasure surge through him. He was with her mouth at every jerk and suck. He felt her lick his cock-tip. He felt her lips close tight to suck his cock to tingling rigidity. The thrill of her ministrations was so consuming, he even forgot to worry about whether he would be able to maintain his self-control long enough to impress her.

Yet the joy was tugging on him, puffing him higher and higher. With every move of her talented mouth, Steve was crawling closer to the inevitable. It bit him all at once, in one consuming gust of flooding ecstasy. He felt his cum-juices spurting into her mouth. An ecstatic grin broke over his face. It felt right, so right, to be giving Miss Pope a hot mouthful of his love-juices.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm…" Delirious with pleasure, Gwen sucked and nibbled at Steve's cock until it was only a limp remnant of what it had been a few minutes before. Still she sucked on him, ever so softly. Her head rested on his thigh as she savored the contented glow of aftermath.

It pleased her to think there was still more than a week before Rex returned from Europe. There were so many things for her and the boss' son to explore before then!

And she and young Steve had continued to explore, for three years. He was still as infatuated as ever with his boss' secretary. But it was different now. He knew Miss Pope. He knew every lush squirming inch of her as well as he knew the hungers of his lusty cock.