"What do you mean, Daddy Joe?"

"We'll see how you do on my prick. A real woman knows just how to play with a cock. She knows what makes a man feel good without making him shoot off right away. It's something you'll learn with time."

"I'll do whatever you want," Angie smiled. "Whatever makes you feel good. Just tell me whatever you want."

"So far you're doing okay. Don't stop."

She worked at his belt buckle and within moments she had his jeans and shorts down to his knees.

Holding his balls in one hand and his cock in the other, she pumped his rigid cockshaft as he continued stroking her cunt. Hot waves of pleasure washed up from her crotch as he strummed her clit.

"Oh, yes! Do that!" she moaned.

He rubbed her love button back and forth, pinching and pulling at her tender cunt-flesh. She squirmed her ass back at his hand, pressing hard to get more pressure on her clit, moaning and mewling with lust.

"Please don't stop!" she begged. "Don't stop!"

Joe chuckled. "You like it, eh?"

"God, yes!" she said, quivering and pumping her cunt at his hand. "I love it!"

Curling her fingers around his throbbing cockshaft, she pumped his prick.

"Go! Go! Go to it, baby!"

She smeared his cockjuice oozing out of his tiny pisshole over his cockhead and down his cockshaft. She fingered his balls and jerked his cockshaft up and down.

"Play with the tip!" he hissed. "Play with the tip of my prick!"

Squeezing his spongy cockhead, she rubbed her hand up and down over his warm cockmeat.

"That's good!" he hissed. "That's very good!"

Joe suddenly pushed two fingers inside her brimming cunthole.

"Oh, God!" Angie squealed, her belly quivering as he fucked in and out of her sopping cunt with his fingers.

"Grab my fingers!" he hissed. "Yeah, grab my fingers with your pussy! That's the way!"