"Does a cow have tits?" she giggled. "Shit, blow-jobs are my specialty."
"Good!" he exclaimed. "Why don't you suck me off while Craig fucks your cunt from the rear."
"Oooooh," she cooed, "that sounds neat."
When Kent was spread out on his back, his stiff prick thrusting up in front of him, Paula got on her knees between his legs and lowered her mouth down over his shiny cockhead. Kneeling behind the teen, Craig could see the soft wisps of her red pussy hairs gleaming wetly below her turn-up asshole. His shaft was throbbing violently as he stared at the film of warm moisture glistening on the slippery wet flesh of her quivering cuntlips.
Placing one hand on her soft rump, he grasped the base of his lurching dong with the other and slowly guided his cockhead toward her juicy slit. He trembled with excitement when the head of his rod nosed into the slippery hotness of her slit.
"Oooooh, honey," mewled Paula when she felt the hot hardness of his thick dick slowly filling her cunt. "What a nice hard cock."
When he'd fully penetrated her tight juicy hole, Paula pushed her ass back to make sure every delicious inch of his throbbing boner was buried in her cunt. Paula had never been fucked from the rear before, and she found the feeling incredible. In this position, it almost seemed like the bottom side of his cock was rubbing against the hood of her clitty, sending wild sparks flying through her young inexperienced body.
Grasping her hips, Craig was slowly sliding his throbbing dong in and out of the unbelievable hotness of her tight, juicy slit. The feel of her hot wet cunt-flesh rubbing salaciously over his quivering cock was pure ecstasy to the aroused young man.
"Oh, God," she slurped, sucking wetly on Kent's big spit-drenched knob while Craig's plunging dick drove in and out of her slippery fuck-hole. "You guys are the mast."
Still sucking vigorously on Kent's big prick, Paula could feel Craig's hard cock driving up deep into her tingling snatch. Each wild thrust seemed to be harder and deeper than the last.
"That's it, baby!" she squealed between gulps. "Fuck me good, honey, fuck me good!"
With her hot juicy lips ovalled deliciously around Kent's big fat cockhead, Paula's long red hair spilled out over the boy's stomach and thighs. He was lurching violently under the deliciously deep suction of Paula's hot lips locked tightly around his pulsating knob.
"Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus!" he panted. "Christ, can you suck cock!"
Paula hadn't had much experience in the fucking department yet, but two yearn of going down on her dad had really made her into an expert cocksucker.
"Suck, baby, suck!" gasped Kent, the pleasure so intense that it felt like she was sucking his asshole right up through his dick.
The feel of Craig's big prick slithering in and out of her grasping cunt only spurred Paula on to suck deeper and harder on Kent's thick meaty shaft. The tightly stretched skin of his lust-swollen cock was glistening with Paula's hot spit as it pumped in and out between her sucking lips.
The three young people were thrashing around in unbelievable ecstasy as their naked bodies pounded together on the bed. The sudden jerking of Kent's cock in Paula's mouth signaled that he was about to shoot his load, and feeling her own orgasm building up deep in her belly, the girl was more than ready for a mouthful of cum.
Craig, also ready to explode, was pounding his slippery juice-drenched dick into her frothy cunt like a wild man. The three naked bodies were lurching in a delicious frenzy when Paula suddenly felt and tasted Kent's thick jizz spewing against the back of her throat.
The excitement of his delicious sperm spraying out of his exploding cockhead triggered Paula into a shuddering orgasm that was further heightened by the feel of Craig's white-hot jizz gushing into her convulsing cunt.
The three naked bodies collapsed into a pile of wet flesh on the bed.
"D'ya still think I'm too young?" Paula giggled a few minutes later as they recovered from their wild climaxes.
"Shit, no," laughed Craig.
"Good," she beamed, "'cause I'm sure gonna give you your twenty bucks' worth before this night's over!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Gee, Daddy, I'm thirsty," sighed Paula the next day when they were only about thirty miles from Salt Lake City.
"I am too," her father grinned. "I'll stop at the first place we see."
A few minutes later, he saw a country store combined with a service station and pulled the rig up in front of it. Paula was glad to get out of the truck and stretch her limbs. It had been a long boring drive from Boise and the teen was ready for a break.
Walking into the store, they noticed a late-model Cadillac parking beside the service station, an attractive young woman sitting behind the wheel. As they were leaving the store a few minutes later with their Cokes, the woman got out of her car and approached them. She was a willowy brunette of about thirty with long dark hair and luscious big tits thrusting out under her tight sweater.
"Excuse me," she smiled up at Spike.
"May I help you?" he asked.
"I wondered if you'd mind driving me into Salt Lake," the woman asked. "My transmission has gone out on me and I've called the Auto Club to come and get it, but I need a ride to the city."
"Sure," the man grinned. "If you don't mind riding in a truck."
"Oh, thank you," she beamed. "I'm Judy Cameron."
"Howdy, Mrs. Cameron," smiled the trucker, noticing the expensive rings on her finger. "I'm Spike Condor and this is my daughter, Paula."
"Hi, Paula," the beautiful woman smiled, licking her lips as her eyes took in the teen's soft bare legs beneath her shorts and the mounds of tit-flesh pushing out against her T-shirt.
Judy Cameron showed them points of interest as the truck approached the town. The thing that fascinated Paula the most was the tall mountains that seemed to reach into the sky behind the silhouette of the city.
"Gee!" she gasped. "Those mountains are beautiful!"
"Driving around through the canyons up there is just gorgeous," explained Judy. "How long are you going to be in Salt Lake City, Mr. Condor?"
"A couple of days," the man answered. "I'm picking up a load for Las Vegas day after tomorrow."
"Would you let me show Paula some of the sights while you're here?" she asked.
"That's up to Paula," was his answer.
"Gee, yes," the teen beamed. "I'd like that."
"Good," smiled Judy, a tingle of excitement rippling through her loins as she rested her hand on the teen's bare knee.
When they pulled off the freeway and turned into a truck stop, Judy asked Spike if Paula could spend the night with her and her husband.
"She's such a lovely teen," said Judy. "My husband and I would love to have her stay with us. There are so many places and things we could show her."
"That's very kind of you," said the man, "because I'm going to be busy as hell while we're here, and it would have been damn boring for the teen."
"She won't be bored with us," Judy promised, glancing excitedly at the teen's butt.
"If she's any trouble, or if you need to get in touch with me, you can always call me here at the truck stop."
"Fine," said Judy. "Now I'll call us a cab."
When the taxi arrived, Paula kissed her father goodbye and, picking up her suitcase, she hopped into the cab with the lovely woman.
Paula was shocked at the beauty of Mrs. Cameron's home. It was a gorgeous sprawling house perched high on the side of a bill that overlooked the city. In the distance, she could see the wide expanse of the Great Salt Lake shimmering under the late-afternoon sun.
"Has a boy ever tried to get fresh with you?"
"Sorta," grinned the teen, a bit puzzled by the woman's questions.
"Did it make you mad?"
"Heck, no," admitted Paula. "It's kinda fun."