Her hands came around and started playing with his balls while she kept sucking eagerly on his vibrant cock. She sucked and blew while the boy twisted and writhed about the bed, lost in pleasure beneath the delicious working of her mouth. He wove his fingers into her thick black hair. He held her head tightly against his cock and drove it madly at her sucking lips.
"Mmmmm!" Beth moaned. "Mmmmmm!"
The young stud suddenly pulled his cock out. He wrestled her body beneath him and climbed above her. He brandished his cock in one hand and gloated at her.
"Now, I'm going to fuck your pussy off!" he panted. "You've worked me up like crazy! You'll feel a hard cock in you now!"
He drove his big prick into her pussy with terrible force. His cock was buried up to its hilt in her cunt. Greg held her impaled on his hard prick, then he began to plunge. His cock sloshed through the gushing juices that poured from her pussy walls.
He lifted her ass and fucked her as roughly and as thoroughly as Charley had ever seen a woman get fucked. The frail woman moaned in delight, her hands clawing at the boy's muscular chest and arms, her legs wrapped tightly about his lean waist. She hunched her ass toward him, pumping her pussy over his raring cock as frantically as he was fucking her.
"Ooooooh, yes!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Ohhh, fuck away! Fuck my pussy till there's nothing left! Wear that little cunt out! Oooooh! That's marvelous! That's fantastic!"
Their bodies began to shake and tremble violently. They thrashed on the bed, becoming a blur of frenetic motion. They gasped and moaned as he unloaded his hot charge into her, then rode her insanely while his cock kept coming up with more hot semen to shoot into her pulsing, throbbing pussy.
"Aaaaiiiieeee!" he screamed. "Aaaaaiiiieeee! What a piece of ass! What a gorgeous piece of pussy!"
"All for you!" she panted. "All of it just for you! Ooooooh! You're the best! You're absolutely the best!"
Charlene waited for them to complete their violent, rolling fuck. Then she tapped on the window as they lay panting and limp. She tapped on the window and whispered Greg's name sharply.
The boy lifted his head, his eyes peering about the room. He slowly sat up, still confused.
"Here!" Charley whispered. "Quickly! I'm outside the bathroom!"
Beth looked angrily toward the bathroom. Greg got up disgustedly and walked back toward the window. His eyes blazed his anger and frustration. He stalked to the window and glared at Charlene.
"Charley!" he muttered. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Shit!" she replied. "Everyone else is here. I might as well make it a party!"
"What are you talking about?" Beth asked. "Who else is here?"
"Careful!" Charley warned her. "Don't let him see you, but if you peek out the front window you'll see your husband parked just across the drive. He's been there for a while. I'm sure he's waiting to catch you coming out!"
Beth quickly stepped back into the large room to verify Charlene's message. She came back, eyes wide in fright.
"She's right," Beth told Greg. "My God! What are we going to do. He always has that damned rifle with him."
"Hurry up!" Charley pleaded. "Get this screen out and help me in there."
The boy obeyed, removing the screen and helping Charlene struggle through the narrow window. He pulled her into the room. They fell heavily together, bodies entwined in confusion.
Charley pulled herself up from the floor and looked at Beth.
"You don't have any time to waste," she told Beth. "Get your clothes on. If you brought a bag, get it packed. Make sure there's nothing of yours left in this room."
The older woman retrieved her small suitcase, then slipped into slacks and a sweater. Charley grabbed the woman's purse from the dresser and handed it to her.
"Listen carefully," she told Beth. "My car is parked in front. It's off to the side, the yellow Porsche. Here are the keys. Now, do you have anyone you can trust absolutely?"
"Yes," the brunette answered after a pause. "Yes, I've got a friend that sometimes goes out on the town with me. Yes, I can trust her."
"All right," Charley confined. "That's our answer. Drive to her house and park my car there. Park it in her garage, if you can, out of sight. Let her drive you home. All right? Now, tomorrow morning call Kathy at the studio. Ask her if I have returned with your car. We'll convince John Roberts that I needed a car tonight while mine was being repaired and that I borrowed yours. Call Kathy as soon as the studio opens and ask her if Charlene has returned with your car."
They eased the frightened woman out the window and watched her fade into the darkness. Charley listened at the window, though she heard the distant sound of her car starting, and turned in relief to the boy.
"How did you know?" he stammered. "I know you heard me on the phone this afternoon, but how did you know about Roberts? I thought he was out of town."
"He must have come back today," Charley answered. "I happened to spot him earlier tonight, driving around and checking all the motels for his wife's car. I would have gotten here earlier, but a damn cop caught me for speeding."
"Well I'm glad you got here as soon as you did," the boy laughed. "And I'm glad you thought enough of me to try to look out for me. I didn't realize you felt that way."
"What way?" the brunette sneered. "You think I did this for you? Go to hell, buster. I did this for me, for sweet, little old Charley."
"But…"
"I need you," she told him. "I need that big, fancy cock of yours. You're the only stud Roberts has been able to find with enough pecker for me. It was getting to the point where I was afraid he'd have to replace me and use a girl who could match the smaller cocks he kept bringing in. Then you showed up, and I knew I was on easy street. We're worth a million dollars, big stud. The two of us are a natural team. We're worth all sort of money together, not a damn cent separately."
The boy stared at her while she began removing her dress. Charley stepped out of dress and hose and panties. She posed for him, then lazily crawled onto the bed. Her eyes fastened onto his huge cock. She felt a glow as she remembered watching him use that prick on Beth.
"We're two of a kind, big stud! You're all cock and I'm all tits. We can knock around, never amounting to much, using our sex just for fun. Or we can make a hell of a bundle using our cock and pussy as a matched pair. As long as we stick together, we've got it made. One of these days you'll find yourself a little blonde fluff like Kathy. Until then you stick with old Charley. You be Charley's stud and we'll go a hell of a long way."
She reached out and grabbed him. Her hand caught him by his cock and pulled him to the bed. She laughed as he came down on top of her, his hands and mouth going after her heaving tits with delight.
They looked into each other's eyes for a moment, then got busy with the fucking. Hell, it was a long time until morning. They should be all fucked out by the time they walked out to the shocked surprise of John Roberts.