"Stick your cock through the fence," she urged in an excited voice. "Let's stop this flirting – this screwing around with each other. We both know what we want, don't we, Jack?"

"I know what I want, Janet," he said huskily, arching his cock into her caressing, squeezing hand.

"And I know what I want." She emphasized her words with a tight squeeze. "Now, stick your prick through the fence. No one will see. Stick your cock through the fence, and I'll show you what I want."

Jack fumbled with his pants quickly. His cock came free, and he pushed it through the crack of the wooden fence. Janet looked down at his cock, seeing his huge prick-head, swollen and dripping. She ran her hand over his cock, feeling its throbbing hardness.

Jack was leaning against the fence, looking down at his cock, too. Janet lifted her dress and pulled her panties to one side, revealing her hairy cunt. She arched her hips forward and placed his cock between her hot, smooth thighs. She tried to get his cock into her cunt, but they couldn't seem to manage it in this position.

"I've got to have your prick!" Janet moaned softly, squeezing her thighs against his throbbing hard-on. "Ohhh, I've got to have your cock, Jack!"

Jack's eyes went wide as Janet suddenly dropped down, squatting on her side of the fence. Her face was level with his cock, and he gasped when she shoved her lips against it. The seeping, slippery juices coming from his piss hole burned her moist lips, and she gave a mewl of desire, kissing wildly on the head of his dripping cock.

Jack had never had a blow job before. He had wanted to feel a girl's hot, wet lips around his cock often, but so far had been afraid to ask his dates to suck him off. Now, this older woman was squatting there on her side of the fence, kissing at his cock as if she loved it.