"Like this?" asked Natalie as he tumbled to the mattress and spread himself out on his back.

"Why not?" he asked hoarsely.

As he lifted his dark head and watched her sink to her knees and draw herself up between his thighs, a small anticipatory whimper of delight was already coming from between his tightened lips. Her curvaceous naked body hovered over his parting legs, and then she lowered her head until her face was mere inches from his firmly throbbing cockhead. He could feel her soft warm breath grazing over his abdomen and her hair, blonde as straw in the sunlight, spilling over his thighs onto the mattress. She gripped his long lust-burgeoning cock tightly between her hands, pulling on it slightly between both of her palms as she adjusted it below her face. She dipped her head and her warm pink tongue darted forward, flicking lightly over the thin, semenseeping hole.

"Oooohhhhh," he groaned and thrust his loins involuntarily upward as the warm moistness of her wetly glistening lips closed like hot melted butter down over the sensitively throbbing head of his blood-engorged cock.

To guide the rhythm of her already slowly bobbing blond head, Tom reached down and tangled his hands tightly in her hair. The blood hard rod of thickened flesh was sinking deep into her hungry mouth now, crushing through her softly moistening lips into the wet saliva at the back of her throat. Tom groaned and undulated his pelvis, forcing the throbbing hardness upward and inward again until she set up a steady rocking motion, never quite letting it withdraw but leaving the hot swollen head lodged a half an inch or so up inside the warm wet cavern.

"Yeeeessss!" he grunted as her warm lips tightened around his stony hardness and her tongue began to swirl heatedly around the hot moistness of the rubbery blood-inflated head.