"Oh, sweet Michael," she again whispered aloud as she toyed with her clitty with the fingers of her other hand. "You're gonna make me come, honey. Oh, God, I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Giving a violent lurch, the horny girl exploded into a delicious self-induced orgasm.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Michael Turner was alone in the office a few days later when the phone range. It was Connie Duncan and she seemed quite upset.
"What's the problem?" asked Michael, unable to understand her sobbing voice.
"Oh, darling!" she cried. "We're leaving."
"Leaving what?" he asked, still unable to figure out what the lovely redhead was talking about.
"My husband has been called back to San Francisco," she explained. "And we have to leave."
"When?"
"He's already gone," she sobbed. "And I'm leaving tomorrow."
Michael felt a cold chill in the pit of his stomach. He'd always known that their affair would have to end, but this was so sudden.
"Oh, darling!" she cried, "Please come over and stay with me until I leave tomorrow."
"Who else is there?" he asked. "No one," she replied. "They've all gone except for me."
"God, I'm going to miss you," he whispered, unable to believe that his sexual paradise was tumbling down.
"So sin I, darling," whispered Connie. "But please come over right away. I want to fuck and fuck and fuck you until it's time for me to leave."
"I'll be right over," he promised.
"Hurry," she sobbed. "I'm so fuckin' horny I can't stand it. The front door's open, so just walk in. I'll be up in my bedroom waiting for you, and you'd better have your cock out when you come through the door 'cause I'll be ready for it."
Hanging up, Michael called home, and Patti answered the phone.
"Hi, Patti," he said. "May I speak to Karyn?"
"She isn't home," the girl replied.
"Well," he stammered. "Will you tell her I've been called out of town and won't be back until tomorrow evening."
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"Santa Barbara," the man lied.
Later as Michael walked up the stairs to Connie's room, his hard cock was throbbing violently in his pants. This was going to be the last time he'd ever be with her, and he was going to make it the wildest fuck-session ever.
Opening the door, Michael was greeted by the craziest sight he'd ever seen. Connie was sprawled stark naked in a large arm chair with a leg thrown over each arm, her slit blatantly exposed between her lewdly-spread thighs.
"Hi, darling," she smiled. "I thought I told you to have your cock out."
Too shocked to speak, Michael just stared at the wet pinkness of her open cuntlips, surrounded by soft swirls of fiery-red pussy hairs. Utile drops of slippery juices were glistening on the girl's coral-tinted cunt-flesh.
"Hi," she whispered, looking up at him through half-closed eyes. "D'ya wanta lick my hot snatch?"
Michael quickly dropped to his knees in front of the chair, his eyes only inches away from her delicious slit that was so beautifully displayed between her obscenely-spread thighs. Realizing this was his last chance to enjoy her lovely body, Michael slowly lowered his face until his open mouth covered the soft juicy flesh of her slippery wet cunt. The delicate scent of her feathery-soft pubic hairs against his nose was pure delight. Sucking tenderly on her juicy slit, Michael slipped the tip of his tongue between her slippery pussy-lips and up into the deep warmth of her hot cunt.
"Oh, darling," she whispered, placing her knees over his shoulders, pressing the soft naked flesh of her inner thighs against his face. "I'm going to mess you so fucking much."
"So am I," he panted into the juicy hotness of her sweet-tasting pussy.
Michael began moving his tongue in and out of the slippery hut hole, swirling it against the sensitive wet flesh that lined the quivering walls of her fuck-passage. The taste of her sweet juices dripping onto his exploring tongue was pure heaven to the man. Finally, withdrawing it from the depths of her cunt, he flicked the tip of his tongue lightly against her hard clitoris.
"Oh, shit!" she squealed at the incredible ecstasy. "That feels so fuckin' good, baby!"
"And you taste so fuckin' good," be whispered into her dripping twat.
Next he sucked her erect clitty between his lips, lightly swirling his tongue around the slippery, swollen surface of the sensitive girl-prick. Michael's face was completely drenched with the sweet pussy juices that were flowing out of her hot, excited cunt.
If this was to be his last time with the sensuous redhead, Michael was going to enjoy every precious second of it. From the way Connie was beginning to writhe around on the chair, Michael knew the super-horny girl wasn't far from a frantic orgasm. Wanting to please her with an intense climax, he began sucking and licking at a faster tempo.
"Oh, darling," she whispered, throwing her head from side to side. "It's so good, sweetheart! God, how I'm gonna miss you!"
Staring down between her widely-spread thighs, she could see his handsome, juice-drenched face buried in the softness of her red bush. Looking into his intensely dark eyes she could feel his tongue playing a wild tune on her clitty. She'd never found another man on earth who could eat out her pussy like he could. He seemed to be able to ignite every tingling nerve at the same time.
"Oh, you sweet, sweet cunt-eater," she whispered. "You have the most talented tongue in the whole fuckin' world!"
Arching her wet cunt up tighter against his hot, sucking mouth, she dug her fingers into his thick dark hair, pulling his face down harder against her dripping slit. This magnificent tongue-job was almost blowing her sex-crazed mind.
"Suck, baby, suck!" she sobbed hysterically. "I love it! I love it!"
The feel of her soft naked thighs pressed against his face and the glorious taste of her pussy juices as they dripped over his tongue was something that Michael would never forget. Drinking the wet sweetness from her hot aunt was pure ecstasy for the man.
"Suck, darling, suck!" she was sobbing as she excitedly dug her fingers into the handsome man's hair. "I'm almost there, honey!"
Connie was rapidly losing contact with reality. Her body was filled with delicious sensations that were mounting with every second.
"Oh, sweet Jesus!" she suddenly squealed, locking her soft naked thighs like a vise against his face. "I'm coming!I'm coming! I'mmmmmm commmmmmiiiihnnnnnnggggg!"
When her soul-wrenching climax had passed, Connie collapsed into a soft heap of trembling flesh in the chair.
"Oh, darling," she whispered when Michael finally pulled his mouth away from her sweet wet pussy. "God, how I'm gonna miss you."
Staring down at her limp naked body, Michael stood up and began removing his clothes. Watching him through her smoldering eyes, Connie's entire body began tingling with a renewed desire when she saw his rock-hard cock throbbing up from his big lust-swollen balls.
"Jesus Christ, that's a beautiful big prick," she whispered, standing up and putting her arms around him.
Holding him tightly, she could feel the length of his stiff boner burning into the softness of her fiat tummy. Pressing her body against his, she undulated from side to side, rolling his throbbing cock back and forth between their hot flesh.
Michael reached down and cupped her bare ass in his palms, drawing her spit-drenched cunt up tighter against his hard muscular body. Filled with lust, the man goosed the soft meaty flesh between her quivering ass-cheeks.
Gently lifting her up by the buttocks, he carried the trembling girl over to the bed. Tenderly placing her down, he quickly lay down beside her, drawing her soft warm body tightly against him.
"Oh, darling," she whispered. "I can't believe this is the last time we'll be together."