The young prospector felt a new surge in his cock as he realized the redhead had begun to play with herself under her skirt. He saw the look on her face change from one of vicarious passion to a lusty glow of delirious excitement. The thought that sucking his cock had driven her to such wanton heights made Greg grab her hair more harshly. He forced her mouth back and forth, back and forth along his cock until at last his prick had reached a fine pitch of arousal.

Roughly he pushed her mouth away from his throbbing member. He pulled her to her feet and led her to the couch. He leaned her over the back of it, so her ass was squirming high in the air. With trembling hands, he pushed her skirt up to her waist and admired the fine firm swells of her naked white buttocks. Then he guided his hard cock in between her flaring ass-cheeks. Like a homing device, his prick found the yielding hole to her pussy. He shoved deep inside, feeling himself shudder as his cock was suddenly immersed in hot clinging cunt-flesh.

"Shit! That's good!"

The redhead's entire body convulsed with passion as Greg's big cock invaded the hungry confines of her pussy. At once, she began to hunch her ass back at him, urging him to screw her. He lost little time in obliging. His cock began to saw rhythmically in and out, spreading her cunt-walls wide on each ruthless instroke. It gleamed with a tantalizing sheen of pussy-juice on the outstroke. The sight made Greg's balls hang a little lower.

"You've got a sweet twat, Wanda honey! Shit, it sure is greedy! It's grabbing at my prick like it ain't been fed in a month!"

"Oooooohh, baby! It hasn't… nothing this good, anyway. Your cock makes everything else seem like corned beef hash!"

"Wanda, baby… you sure know how to make a guy feel good! Mmmpphh! Uuuhh man!" His lust soared as he watched her ass being buffeted harshly forward by his long unyielding strokes. He loved the way she squirmed avidly back at him, as soon as she had recovered her equilibrium. Up inside her wet pussy, her cunt-muscles clutched his filling presence with glee. This was the way Greg liked it. Hot and heavy. Hungry. No holds barred.