"Uh-uh," he chuckled, "you don't get off that easy. I want you to be good and hot for me when we ball."

"I-I'm not going to b-ball you," Judy stammered, surprised at herself for using that wicked word.

"Sure, kid, sure," Rossi laughed. "Here's something else you're gonna dig."

He slipped his hand into her steamy crotch again, and Judy felt his stiff middle finger sliding right up her cream-flooded little cunt.

"Oooooh," she wailed.

She just couldn't help that loud hoarse cry of delight as Rossi pushed his stiff thick finger up her flaming-hot box. She'd needed something stiff in there for so long. Rossi started working his finger in her like a miniature cock, swiftly up and down, and Judy helplessly gushed hot sticky cunt-juice all around his jerking finger.

She was lost and she knew it. She let her legs fall wide open, giving Rossi more room to frig her, and she creamed a steady thick flow of molten cunt-juice. Through glazed lusty eyes she saw Rossi grinning down at her. He was obviously gloating over his victory. Judy didn't care any more. The only thing that mattered was satisfying the burning need in her pussy.

"Okay, baby, no more games," Rossi said huskily.

He popped his cream-soaked finger out of her snug little twat and eased himself between her widely parted thighs. The big hard head of his stiff cock nudged the soaked tight mouth of her cunt. Judy quivered. It was her last chance to stay faithful to Joe – and she knew she wasn't going to take it. Her need was just too great.

"Take my meat, baby," Rossi panted. "You're really gonna love it."

"Oooooh," Judy wailed.

She moaned steadily as Rossi pushed his long thick cock into her. It felt so great to have a prick inside her again, stuffing her snug little twat, tickling her womb. She creamed furiously around his invading meat, and when his balls came to rest against her soaked pussy, she whimpered with pleasure.