She felt his hands on her pussy, a finger entering her gash, and she wiggled about, pushing her cunt at the invading finger while she continued to give her man oral pleasure.

He worked in and out of her wetness, and she found herself almost as excited as she'd been with his cock ramming up her snatch. He had educated fingers, and her cunt was a straight-A student.

Ken tickled her clit while he fingerfucked in and out, and she squirmed, oozing pussy juice down his probing finger. Her mouth worked up and down the length of his rod, sucking feverishly.

She wasn't sure whether she liked it best in her mouth or in her cunt, to tell the truth. The act of sucking his cock sent shivers of excitement up and down her spine and made the sweat bead and bubble in her armpits and between her legs. She squeezed her thighs together, trapping his hand just where it enjoyed being, and she used her pussy muscles on his finger as excitedly as she used her mouth and throat on his cock.

"Yeah, baby," she heard him say, "you've almost got me there… keep on sucking, Trish… oh, fucking shit, baby, that tongue, that hot nasty tongue… " She was eating him solely with her mouth. No hands in play at all. She liked it best that way. And so did he. Her mouth worked up and down the length of his rod, swallowing him in deeper and faster suckles, that took him almost impossibly deep into her throat.

Her muscles ached at the size of him, fucking down her gullet, but she was thirsty for his sperm and she didn't care. The oozing balsam of his cum would soothe away the minor aches and pains.

Do it, she urged him with her lashing tongue, shoot your cum right into me! Her face lifted, till only the knob itself was caught between her lips, and she looked up at him with a mischievous grin as she worried and sucked and siphoned his cum-flower, her tongue licking madly as she nursed him with her mouth.