Ok, my God! I never dreamed that fucking could be so beautiful! I could have kept cumming all night! Peggy's thought clung to the heavenly feeling that ebbed slowly in her loins. She panted through her open mouth.
Peggy slowly became conscious of the pulse pounding in her ears. The sounds of her breathing diminished. She opened her eyes and smiled up at Raoul. Her eyes glowed. Spots of high color bloomed on her fine-wrought cheekbones.
"Just as I'd hoped," Raoul murmured. "You enjoyed it, didn't you?"
Peggy's smile broadened. Her head moved in silent acknowledgement. She licked her lips. A thin sheen of sweat emphasized her beauty..
"Bring us some ice water." Sherry scurried to obey. "You will make a beautiful gift. My friend will be very happy," Raoul said softly.
Peggy moved her head. She exposed the olive column of her throat. His compliment was a caress to her. Her excruciating orgasm had emptied her of all her tense fears. She stretched her limbs luxuriously.
Raoul scuffed his shoes off. He undid his snakeskin belt and removed his tailored pants. He stepped to where his coat hung and pulled a hinged ring of carved jade from the pocket. He opened the green circle and placed it around his balls and the base of his cock.
Sherry returned with two glasses of ice water. Peggy raised her head at the cool tinkling of the ice cubes.
Raoul latched the intricately decorated device and returned to Peggy's side. He slipped his arm under her neck and lifted the slender child to sip from the glass he held. He watched her drink the water. Her throat moved as delicately as a fawn in a forest clearing.
Peggy raised her hand to the tumbler. She looked into Raul's swarthy face and smiled warmly. "Thank you." She gently pushed the glass away. "I'm not thirsty any more."
"Yes." Raoul tipped the glass and caught an ice cube in his mouth. He kissed Peggy's thumb sized nipple with chilled lips, then let the ice touch the tip.
"Aaahhh!" Peggy's eyes snapped open. "Holy Jesus! What is that!"
Raoul smiled and moved to the end of the table. Peggy forgot about the splinters that dug into the fresh welts on her thighs and buttocks. She raised her knees as the heavyset man climbed onto the platform. With her feet flat on the table, Peggy exposed her hairless, dripping pussy to him.
Raoul leaned on one elbow over her. He looked down into her doe-soft eyes and winked. He touched the chilled glass to her clit.
Peggy jerked. Her cuntal sphincter slammed shut. She hummed deep in her throat and moved her lips sinuously on the wood.
The powerful man took the ice cube out of his mouth and kissed her nipple again. The glacier tip of his tongue charged Peggy's tits with millions of volts of horny need.
Raoul rubbed the head of his uncircumcised cock against the wet, swollen lips of Peggy's pussy. He slid the foreskin back and pressed the very end against her clit. The leggy brunette writhed under him.
"You are going to be perfect," he assured her. Peggy moaned again, her huge brown eyes begging for him to enter her pussy.
Raoul slipped the ice cube up Peggy's vagina. She squealed with the delicious shock, then moaned hotly when his thick cockhead followed it into her well-greased channel.
In one long, smooth stroke, Raoul's prick glided up to Peggy's womb. She felt the prick head nudge the hard, pear-shaped organ. Her cuntal flesh seemed to melt around him like the ice cube melted in her vagina.
Raoul moved from side to side. He kept his weight off her tight-cased breasts, leaning on his elbows. His prick head explored the innermost portions of her pussy.
Peggy felt the wand moving her insides around, stirring them like a chef's spoon. The jade cock-ring had a tiny knob that pressed against her ditty. Every circling motion of his loins moved the tender, stiff button from side to side. The pressure was concentrated where it would get her hottest, and Peggy started cumming immediately.
Raoul knew that the jade ring would keep his prick hard for hours. He swam lasciviously around in the soupy depths of his twelve-year-old captive. He ignored the cuntal pulsations of Peggy's orgasm. Soon enough, he knew, she would have to match her rhythm to his, and he had hours of pleasure ahead.
Raoul fucked Peggy slowly. His movements never hurried or jerked. Slow, even circular motions welded the couple's flesh together. The involuntary contractions of the little girl's cunt slowed to match his metered strokes.
Peggy gasped. Ecstatic little moans formed in her throat. After ten minutes of languorous fucking, she calmed down and rode under Raoul, carried on the flood tide of a continuous orgasm.
The man slowly changed the rhythm of the couple's moves. He wanted to feel his prick head sampling the satiny length of Peggy's pussytube. He rocked in and out, keeping the little jade bump on Peggy's cumbutton.
Gradually the circles grew smaller, then disappeared in long, even thrusts. Fucking was Raoul's favorite exercise, but eventually his back began to ache. The pleasant warmth on Peggy's inner depths was far too nice to be forsaken.
Raoul straightened his back. Bit by bit, still caressing her inner walls, he lifted Peggy. His strong arms circled her. He grunted as he rose to his knees on the wooden table.
Peggy swung her legs back and Raul carried her slender body around until he could sit on the edge of the table.
His legs dangled. Peggy smiled at him, her arms around his broad shoulders. She leaned back, rolling her hips, and hung over the floor beneath.
Raoul's rigid cock moved against Peggy's abdominal wall. The moving lump of his cockhead pressed her skin outward.
He loved the sight of her pussy grinding against his prick. The hairless labia were spread wide around his thick shaft. The blood-pink nub of her clit peeked at him from the soft folds at the top of her pussy..He held her small, slim fingered hands and kept Peggy from falling.
Raoul pulled up on the lovely little girl's wrists. She tossed her long brown hair at him when she sat upright on his prick again. He turned to one side and laid back.
Peggy rested her hand on each side of his shoulders and rode on his cock. She ground her pubic arch against him. The little jade button pressed her clit as hard as before. She pushed against him, and Raoul relaxed triumphantly under the hot, sweating little girl.
Peggy's long hair hung tickling on his chest. Raoul smiled and enjoyed the child's orgiastic writhing. His cock soaked up sensation. Peggy's pussy had molded to it, and the lovely, slender brunette worked her internal muscles around his fleshy pillar.
Raoul looked to where Bill stood, fully clothed, by the door. He tapped his foot impatiently.
Sherry and Janet sat with their arms around each other. They were enchanted, watching little Peggy gyrate on Raoul's thick member.
Raoul spoke. Peggy worked on, too wrapped up in her ceaseless orgasm to listen. "Is it time?"
Janet looked at her watch. "Almost. I hate to leave."
"Take your frustrations out on your target," Raoul smiled. "He'll oblige you, I'm sure."
Bill glared darkly at Raoul. He gripped Janet's arm as she lingered in the doorway and they left.
Peggy ground on. Her deep, even breathing had turned to whimpery babbling. She was slowing down, weary at last.
Raoul touched her sweaty belly with his fingertips. Peggy moaned low. He pulled her down onto his chest and said, "Rest, Margarethe. Stay upon me and rest. Sherry will bring us some food and drink, then we will continue."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Bill sulked in the van. He only pursed his lips and glared when Janet spoke to him. He didn't like his wife's assignment for the evening, nor the obvious relish she had for it.
Janet's coppery hair flowed long over her ivory shoulders. Her halter showed the buds of delectable nipples. Her luscious breast showed at the sides of the shimmering white fabric.