Peters was apparently so crazed with excitement that his helplessly babbling lips seemed unable to utter a single clear word. But the meaty length of his prick did all the talking for him. The shaft of the older man's cock was pulsing violently in his slacks, obviously much thicker and just as long as Mark's had been.

Lisa stared at his big tool, licking her lips as she admired the shape of the spongy head. Then she knelt on the floor before him and quickly pulled down his zipper, groping in the opening for the hot length of his rod.

"Oh, Lisa, oh, Jesus… you better get up and make sure that door's locked!"

"I don't give a shit, Mr. Peters. I just want to see your big cock!" Lisa squealed hornily. Giggling, she clasped her fingers around the blue-veined trunk of his organ and pulled it out. "Oh, Jesus, your dick is huge!" she gasped. Lisa held the steel like meat of his tool tightly in both hands, milking it up and down, staring hungrily as thick droplets of cum cream drooled out of his cock's shiny reddish head. "Oh, fuck, you're cumming all over the place! Let me suck it, please!"

"The door," Peters babbled. "Check it… oh, Christ… the door!"

But Bill Peters' nervous babbling was lost to both of them. Lisa grabbed his pants and pulled them swiftly down, leaving the older man naked from the waist to the knees. Then she opened her mouth wide and lowered her head over the jism-glistened head of his twitching prick. His gushing cum juices tasted good in her mouth, and she swirled her tongue hungrily around his cock's bloated knob, eagerly drinking up the constant flow of his cum.

Peters gasped and thrust his throbbing cock into her mouth, encouraging her to suck his dick that much harder. Immediately, Lisa began to suck and lick and kiss his pulsing rod as hard as she could, working on his swollen prick so feverishly that her cheeks caved in and her whole face flushed red with the effort of the sucking.