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Several very choice local girls had already visited his office with nonexistent "eye problems". He had been very, very careful with them. He had to make the right choice or it would blow the whole deal. Carl had seen only one who had really tingled his cock, a beautiful, leggy beauty operator named Toni Allen. But she was going with a stud around town who evidently had the inside track. The lucky bastard!

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"What's the matter, honey?" Carla giggled, drawing him back to the provocative present. "One of these town chicks been getting in your pants?"

"No, baby," he grinned, lowering his pants. She looked at the lump inside his briefs and her big blue eyes widened.

"Damn, I thought you were wearing one of those fake lumps," she giggled. "Some of 'em are, including my boyfriend. Silly."

"No, it's real," he grinned, pulling his briefs down his legs. His prick was nearly to full stiffness, the uncircumcised knob showing a trace of wetness. His seven thick inches had surprised several girls.

"Ooohhh, you beautiful thing, you!" Carla giggled. "You know, I have this girlfriend in Spokane… She has three of those artificial pricks, and the biggest one is about your size!"

He chuckled. "Well, hell, don't you have one of your very own, too?"

She flushed. Very unusual for an apparently hep broad like Carla. "I'm not that desperate yet, honey," she said a bit dryly.

Shit, he thought. She's been playing with her cunt for years, like ninety-nine per cent of them. I believe she does have a dildo or she would not be acting so offended. A pussy needs exercise like any other part of the body.

"Well, real prick is better," he grinned. He removed the rest of his clothes and walked naked to the couch. He stood in front of her, tensing his prick and teasing her with it.

Her blue eyes turned hot, she licked her full, sensual lips, her plump thighs spread out. She reached for the front opening on her bulging bikini bra. A flush was crawling from her cheeks down her throat; she really was hungry for cock. Dildo or not, the lure of real prick was getting to her.

"Jeeeese, you sure take your time!" she breathed, reaching for his prick. She opened the bra with her left hand, causing her big jugs to tumble out. They sagged slightly, but they were still sexy. The pink nipples stood out, small and narrowly banded with lighter flesh. Her right hand found his cock.

"Want to play it between your titties?" he smiled, moving his legs between her opened thighs, placing his hands on her soft, warm shoulders.

"Ohhhh, hell!" she breathed. "Don't you want to try me out?"

"Sure, when you're good and ready," he grinned.

She trembled, arching her boobs forward, and he arched his hips in, toward her bulging breasts. The touch of silky titflesh on his prick brought more clear juice from his expanded knob. She let go of his cock and took a breast in each hand, squeezing the flesh around his knob. She weaved her shoulders, breathing unevenly.

"Mmmmmm!" she murmured, staring hungrily down at his crotch, his prick and nuts. Obviously she had not had a fuck for a while, she was shaky with need. Her pussy aroma and perfume blended nicely, but he was far from carried away.

After playing his prick out to a nipple, rolling it on the dainty stiff spike, she uttered a little cry of anticipation and sank backward on the couch, quickly reaching for her bikini panties. He watched her angle herself into fucking position and skin the panties from her ass, along her thighs. Once the wet-crotched nothing was on the floor she opened her legs wide, up-tilting her lightly bushed cunt. Her cuntal hair was light brown, not blonde. The cuntlips were slightly puffed, with wetness showing in the slit.

He was always rather clinical about a fuck, he liked the buildup, the teasing wait that drove the chicks mad. Carla was about average, too plump, as a lot of them were nowadays. Good steady fucking would trim her down, but he was not the one to bang her on a regular basis. She would have to get her boyfriend in a swinging mood and give him a little.

"Ohhhh, come on!" she breathed, wiggling her ass on the couch.

"Really need some prick, huh?" he grinned, moving over between her up-angled legs and bracing himself on his hands and knees.

"Damn, I ought to not let you have it!" she gasped, grabbing at his shoulders, trying to draw him down.

"I can stop any time, baby," he chuckled, brushing his cockhead against her restless cunt.

"Nnnnnnn – ohhhhh, no!" she breathed, angling her cunt upward. She tried a different thrust, his knob began to ooze between her cuntlips. She shuddered, her soft thighs trembled against his ribs, and he finally gave her what she needed, a good slow, tantalizing stroke of hot, tensing prick.

"UGHHH!" she moaned, her face contorting. "Uhhhh – HHH, shiiiiiitttt!"

Not bad pussy. She was fairly snug, her cuntal tube long enough to accommodate most of his prick. No twitches or interior quivers, as he had expected. She had been fucked before, her thighs drew back, her ass lifted for good punching. But she evidently had not felt such a thick penis.

Still braced high, he looked down between her thighs and watched his prick slide out a few inches, then ooze back in. He enjoyed the visual almost as much as the tactile. She came up as far as she could and dug her fingers in his shoulders.

"Oooohhhh, do it!" she panted.

She was used to quickie fucking, the swift slide to the male climax. Flattering to the female ego, to be so sexy the guy could not resist pumping to his come-off, but strictly the trick of the amateur. Dogs fucked that way.

"Relax and enjoy," he muttered, pinning her ass to the couch.

"Ooohhhh, helllll!" she panted, squirming her plump butt, trying to up-hunch. "Make it happen, honey!"

"You want to cum, huh?" he asked teasingly.

"Shiiiiit!" she gasped. "Come on, give me a fuck!"

He raised up, giving her room to hunch, and she went quickly into her screw-lifts. Her face twisted again, her thighs shook, her cunt trembled very, very lightly, and he felt the first twinges of her orgasm seize her crotch.

"Uhhhh,oh, ohh!" she cried, creaking the couch. Her cum spasms were better than he had expected, her breasts heaved, her thighs jerked in with the pounds of her fun-gun, she groaned through to the finish and softened, panting heavily. He left his prick in, lowering his torso and bedding his chest on her swollen breasts. She hugged him and softened completely.

"Ohhhh, shiiiit!" she giggled. "That was gooodd!"

"Not bad, baby," he chuckled.

"She comes pretty good, huh?" Carla said. She was pleased with her performance. He had never heard any girl call her cunt a "she". "Hey, you're still good and hard. Didn't you – cum?"

"I've hardly started, baby," he grinned, rolling his chest on her enlarged breasts and giving her a little quick in-hunch. She shuddered, her legs quivered around his ass. "God, you're something," she breathed. "I sure could use more of it."

"You'll get it," he grinned. "You really ought to give your boyfriend a little. That's the best way to get a ring."

"He's pretty straight, honey," she giggled. "I might shock him."

"That's pretty nice pussy. Just pretend to get so hot you can't help yourself. That flatters the hell out of a man."

"You bastard. You know so much about broads."

Slowly, skillfully, he began to fuck. Her soft legs drew back again, she lifted her cunt to the right position. He raised up again so he could enjoy her breasts. They were swollen more now, she was agreeably turned on, her cuntlips were caressing his nuts when he stroked in. Damn, he had missed his fucking lately. Her orgasm had slackened her cunt just about right.

"Ohhhhh!" she gasped, as he began sucking a nipple and driving his knob a bit deeper. "Ooohhhh – OH!"

He rested a few seconds, savoring the fine, clinging softness of eager cunt around his meat. He placed his knees and arms differently and used a ploy that Anna had taught him years before – by pushing at the couch with his knees, he could let the springs do most of the work. It limited his thrusting, he could last longer, and he could gauge exactly how much prick to give her on each drive. Drawing his prick out slightly, he began to rock the couch up and down, quickening her up-and-down ass and cunt movements.