"Don't worry, Harold," she said soothingly. "There's no reason to be shy around me. This is my job."
She gently petted his soft little cock, and Harold shuddered violently. Again he kept his eyes tightly closed, probably so he wouldn't have to witness his own embarrassment By now Lynn was determined to give him the time of his life.
"Relax, Harold," she said softly. "This is going to feel good-very very good. I know you'll enjoy it."
She curled her warm soft fingers around his tiny limp dick and began to pump it gently but teasingly, pulling the loose skin right up to the red head, then releasing it. She slipped her other hand under his tiny pink balls, cupped them, and began to squeeze them rhythmically.
Harold sighed deeply, and a faint smile came over his homely face.
Lynn was pleased. At last she was giving him some pleasure. She pumped his tiny soft prick faster, applying more pressure, and she squeezed his red nuts more quickly. Harold began to pant.
"Oh, wow," he gasped. "Oh, golly."
He seemed to be enjoying her naughty massage a great deal, but he didn't get a hard-on. Lynn pumped and pumped, to no avail. Finally she said, "Is there anything else you'd like me to do, Harold?"
"Y-Yessss," he said. "If you wouldn't mind, Lynn, I'd like you to take off your clothes and get on the table with me.
Lynn was surprised. That was a very daring suggestion, coming from Harold. "Of course, Harold," she said. "Anything you want."
She quickly took off her clothes and got up on the table. Assuming he wanted to fuck her, like Tony had done, she straddled his skinny hips. But Harold shook his head.
"No, no, Lynn," he said, shaking with excitement. "Turn the other way. Turn around."
Lynn raised her eyebrows. She couldn't imagine why he wanted her to sit that way, but she obeyed. The customer must be satisfied, no matter what crazy thing he wanted. She reversed her position on the table, her raised butt practically in Harold's face.
"Like this, Harold?" she said.
"Y-Yes," he sighed. "That's perfect. Now just go on massaging me, Lynn."
Once more she picked up his limp little prick and flaccid nuts and applied her mischievous massage. She felt a little embarrassed, knowing her naked pussy was open and exposed to Harold's gawking eyes. She wondered what kind of kick he got out of that.
She soon found out.
A dizzyingly pleasurable sensation ripped through her body as she felt something wet and slick snaking through the plump, sensitive folds of her pussy. The moist silky thing tickled into her cunt and out again, teased the hot little nub of her clit. My God, she'd never felt anything so good…
Then she realized that Harold was licking her pussy!
Lynn's head spun with conflicting thoughts. On the one hand, she felt pussy-eating was dirty and degenerate. She'd read about it and shuddered, and it was one thing she'd never thought of asking Bill to do. Oral sex seemed so wicked to her.
On the other hand, it felt great. As Harold's big wet tongue flicked teasingly over her ever-horny little clit, circled and caressed the wet mouth of her cunt, and snaked deliciously into the plump pink folds of her pussy-lips, she could hardly keep from squealing with pleasure.
Well, hell, the customer is always right. She certainly wasn't going to protest.
Harold planted his mouth on the tiny red button of her clit and began to suck it, fast and noisily.
"Ooohhh!" cried Lynn.
Damn, that felt great. She'd never felt anything so good in her life. Maybe oral sex was a little kinky, but it sure got a girl hot. She purred, sighed, and wantonly thrust her shapely ass closer to Harold's flushed face. He sucked harder and faster on her clit, and she felt dizzy with pleasure.
"Ohhhhhh, Harold," she crooned, "that's soooooo good…"
Harold didn't answer. He just went on sucking her little hot joy-button. The noise was lewdly wet and loud. Lynn went on pumping his soft little prick and balls, but she found it very hard to concentrate on her work. Harold used his tongue to fickle the raw tip of her clit, and she moaned hoarsely and creamed a great burst of pussy-juice that soaked his face.
"Ohhhhhh, God," she wailed, "sooooo nice!"
Still he wasn't getting a hard-on. Lynn wondered what it would take, what kinky act had to be performed before Harold could get a stiff dick. She continued pumping his cock diligently, with no results. It was harder and harder to concentrate.
Harold popped. his wet lips off her clit, leaving the red organ stiff and hot and throbbing. Lynn felt his thick wet tongue sneaking lower between her thighs, into the swollen wet lips of her pussy. He began to suck her there.
"Ahhhhhhh!" she wailed. "Ahhhhhhh!"
She hadn't imagined anything could feel so great. She moaned hoarsely, steadily, and kept jamming her shapely ass right into his hot sweaty face, literally feeding her pussy to him. She creamed furiously, helplessly, drenching his face. She knew she was making a lewd spectacle of herself, but she just couldn't help it. Harold's expert wicked tongue was driving her crazy She felt the thick rough organ tickling the drooling mouth of her cunt, and she gave a shrill squeal of anticipation. Damn, it would feel great if he got his tongue right in there, right up her seething horny twat.
"Yes, Harold," she panted, "put your tongue in me, darling. I'd like that. Oh, God,yes!"
Harold obliged her, ramming his thick red tongue deep into her cream-soaked little cunt-hole.
Lynn groaned hoarsely and spread her thighs wider, letting him penetrate her cunt right to the root of his wet long tongue. He began to probe and tickle inside her fuck-hole, and she lost control completely.
"Eeeeeeee!" she squealed. "Yes, yes, eat me, eat my cunt!"
Harold's long fat tongue flew in and out of her steamy little twat, and Lynn simply couldn't keep her mind on his cock and balls any more. She dropped them and clawed the table in her dizzying joy. She wailed and panted, and she thought she must be drowning Harold with her flooding cunt-juice.
Just as she was on the point of coming, Harold slipped his tongue out of her drenched cunt. Lynn gave a moan of disappointment-but she wasn't disappointed for long. Harold's wicked tongue crept swiftly lower, till it tickled and rimmed the tight wrinkled brown mouth of her asshole.
"Ohhhhh, Harold, you mustn't!" Lynn gasped.
She felt his slick steamy tongue tip easing right up her asshole. It was a terrible, dirty thing to do-and she'd never felt such violent pleasure in her life. Her protest was feeble, and in a moment she was wailing and clawing the table again.
"Yesssss!!" she screeched.
Harold wriggled his long hot slick tongue all the way into her tight little shitter, right down to the root. Lynn felt the searing penetration clear to her bowels. He began to probe and tickle, and the pleasure washed over her in powerful waves.
"Ummmmm, yesss!" she sobbed. "Yesssss, lick my ass! Ohhhhhhh!"
The orgasm hit her unexpectedly. She hadn't dreamed she could come from-well, from a tongue up her ass. But she did. It was a violent climax, and her rocking body shook the table. Her voice was hoarse and lewd as she screamed her joy.
Blushing, she looked around at Harold, who had now taken his tongue out of her asshole. He was grinning proudly. All his shyness seemed to be gone.
"You liked that, didn't you, Lynn?" he said.
"Yes," she admitted, blushing deeply.
"Good," said Harold. "That's what I like to do most. That's why I come to these places. I was too shy to ask you, so I just went ahead and did it. I'm glad it was good for you.
Lynn couldn't help laughing. If he came back again, he certainly wouldn't have to beg her permission!
"But what can I do for you, Harold?" she said. "I'm supposed to please you, not vice versa."
He reddened. "Well, I really hate to ask, Lynn," he said nervously. "You might not want to. But-but I could really dig it if you sucked me off."
Lynn colored deeply. My God, she'd never taken a cock in her mouth before! She'd thought only whores did that… But, then, wasn't she a whore? And Harold had used his mouth on her. It was only fair that she reciprocate.