"Yes! Yes! Like that!" she hissed. "Rub it like that! Make me come, Daddy Joe! Make me come!"

"What's the rush?" be hissed. "You're not going anywhere! Enjoy it, honey! Enjoy it all!"

Continuing to massage her cunt with one hand, he moved the other hand around to squeeze and fondle her asscheeks.

"What an ass!" he grunted. "An ass made for fucking!"

He probed his fingers in the deep crack between her plump white asscheeks and tickled her puckered asshole. When Angie felt his fingertip pressing at her shitter, she gurgled with pleasure and shuddered in his arms.

"Oh, yes! Yes! Touch me there!" she cried. "Touch my asshole! I love that! Oh, Jesus, get this damn thing off!" she wailed, pulling the string that held her bikini on.

"Oh, fuck!" he grunted.

In a moment Joe had his hands on her bare ass and bare cunt. Angie wriggled between his exploring hands, thrilling td the touch of his finger probing her asshole on one side and his finger probing her cunthole on the other side.

Joe clutched her firm asscheeks and pinched her ass-flesh. He jabbed at her asshole and grunted with approval when Angie at last moved her hands to his crotch and grabbed his hard, throbbing cock.

"Oh yeah, that's right, honey! Work on my prick!"

"Oh yes, Daddy Joe!" she exclaimed. "I want your cock in my hands!"

"You're a hot little piece!" he grunted. "I knew it the first minute I saw you!"

"You did?" she giggled.

"Your mother'll kill me for this, but who the hell cares!"

Angie giggled. "We don't have to tell her."

"She'll find out. Women always do. I don't know why or how but they always do. You can't keep anything from a woman."

Angie giggled again. She ran her fingers up and clown his throbbing cockshaft. She pinched his swollen cockhead.

"Now we'll see if you're a real woman," he grunted.