His cock was threatening to explode.
"I'll bet she has a sweet pussy, Claire said, running her tongue across her sensual lower lip.
That was too much for Jonathon. He rolled his willing wife onto her back and mounted her, slamming his great cock up her cunt without the slightest delicacy. He began to fuck her like a madman.
Claire happily writhed under his furious thrusts. His eyes, she noticed, were closed. She wondered if he were pretending that she was his daughter.
It thrilled her to the core and she got every bit as excited as Jonathon. Together, they fucked up a storm.
CHAPTER TWO
Dolly McGuire sat on the couch in her tiny downtown apartment, anxiously watching her boyfriend and almost fiance as he paced angrily around the room.
She had just told him that her new job would be as a live in maid, which meant that she would not be able to entertain him except on her day off. He didn't like that arrangement one bit. Dolly had been working as a part time maid-really a glorified charlady-for the past year, doing the homes of the Newport semi rich on a daily basis. But she had jumped at the chance to move up in her profession; to work for the truly wealthy, who could afford a full time maid-not to mention the butler and the chauffeur.
And Mister Wintergreen had been such a handsome man, so elegant and charming-although she hadn't mentioned that to her boyfriend, who was a lout.
Dolly had short, curly blonde hair and a cute scattering of freckles across her upturned nose. She had dimples. Her tits were large and round and upright, and her legs were lush and smooth. Her wide hips flared from, her narrow waist very sensually. She was a sexy young girl.
She was also, as Wintergreen had guessed, a virgin.
Her virginity was usually the reason that her boyfriend, whose name was Duke, got angry. He had been trying to fuck her for almost a year now and, although he was progressing slowly toward that goal, she had not let him go all the way. He was, therefore, in a constant bad temper-angry and frustrated and surly.