"I'm getting wet!" she hissed. "You're making me so hot I'm dripping cuntjuice!"

Moisture oozed out of her pussy and ran down her thighs.

"Oh, Jesus!" Dustin groaned. "This is crazy!"

Melanie laughed and pulled his mouth down to hers again. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and sucked and bit his lips.

"It's wonderful!" she giggled. "It's not crazy – it's wonderful! It's a real turn-on, brother!"

She rubbed her belly back and forth over his hard cock. She loved the way his hands clutched her asscheeks. She wrapped her arms around his neck, sucking his tongue and grinding her pussy against his throbbing fuckpole.

"You're hard!" she giggled. "Your prick is real hard!"

His cock felt thick and hard against her. She was unable to resist the urge to get her hands on it. Her fingers slipped down to the crotch of his swim trunks and fluttered over the outline of his throbbing cockshaft.

"Oh, Christ!" Dustin groaned, shuddering with pleasure.

"Do you like that?" she purred.

"Shit, yeah!"

Melanie ran her fingers up and down his hard cock, pinching his swollen cockhead and fingering his bloated balls.

"You're as hard as a rock," she said. "I guess I do turn you on. Do you ever think about fucking me?"

"Sure," he groaned. "I think about it all the time!"

"I bet you do," she chuckled, her fingers squeezing and rubbing his hard cock through his trunks. "I'll bet you think about me when you jerk off. You do, don't you?"

"Jesus, Melanie!"

"Don't be bashful about it. Everyone masturbates. I know damn well you jerk off. You can't tell me you don't."

"So what if I do? So what?"

"Nothing," she giggled. "I'm just curious about it, that's all. How many times a day do you do it?"

"Oh shit," he muttered.

She laughed and squeezed his cockhead again. "You're too inhibited," she said. "I've been doing it two or three times a day for years. It's good for you, you know that? Now, tell me how often you jerk off. How many times have you jerked off today already?"