He finally pushed her away again. He put his hand in her hair and let his fingers stroke down the silky softness. She could see that her long hair pleased him. Long hair pleased most men. This time she didn't wait to be pulled back into his arms. She willingly pressed herself against him and raised her mouth to be kissed.

His fat tongue eased into her mouth again and this time she started rubbing her tongue frantically against his. She had never been tongue-fucked before, and the sensation was enough to keep her trembling.

"You're some wild piece, baby," he said. "I've been dreaming about this for a long time. I've been dreaming that you'd act this way."

She didn't tell him that she'd also been dreaming about this moment. She'd be too ashamed to tell him that she often thought about him while stroking her pussy.

Instead of talking, she pressed herself even tighter against his hard body. She liked the way her tits pressed flat against him. Her tits had already started to ache and they'd swollen up so big that her bra cups seemed suddenly too small.

She shivered as one of Judson's big hands moved up between them and covered one of her tits. She had touched herself there before but she'd never allowed anybody else to do it. Somehow she couldn't say no to Judson's demanding fingers. She felt him squeezing her tits roughly. It excited her. She started gasping for breath and she pressed her thighs tightly together. She could feel her pussy juice wetting her panties.

"I want to look at them, baby," Judson said. "I want to see those sweet tits naked."

"You shouldn't do that," she protested.

"Don't fight it, baby," he said. "You know you want it as much as I do."

He led her to the bed and sat down beside her. He kept one hand stroking both her tits while he moved his other hand to the buttons of her blouse. She put her hand over his, but her fingers somehow lacked the strength to stop him.