He turned to answer just as the thin knit material slid down her chest and floated off the tips of her breasts to settle in a clump atop her cut offs. His comment stayed frozen on his lips as he watched the material descend and those round, firm beauties slip into full view.
"I bet you're hot too," Sheree continued to speak in a matter-of-fact tone even though the excitement was rising in her as Johnny stared at her bare tits.
Sheree unbuttoned his shirt, her nipples brushing his chest as she leaned over to undo the shirt front. Johnny twisted beneath her hands, almost ripping the shirt from her fingers in his attempt to help her work it off. He let go of the wheel, one hand at a time, as Sheree tugged the shirt away from his perspiring upper torso.
"Mmmm, what a nice, brown chest you have, with just the right covering of hair!" Sheree crooned, licking her lips.
She let her hands wander over Johnny's chest, toying with the hairy strands. The teasing fingers made their way downward, coming to rest at the zipper of Johnny's cut off jeans. Sheree gripped the zipper firmly and pulled, letting her hands slip to the sides of his jeans as the zippered front popped open.
"Lift your butt a little," she commanded, yanking at the denim.
Johnny did as he was told and a second later, Sheree had his shorts and cut offs in a pile around his ankles. His half-hard cock stood up droopily in his lap.
"Oh, it's just like seeing an old friend!" Sheree teased, leaning over the soft prick.
She looked up at Johnny, a coy look on her face. He was swallowing hard, not knowing what to do.
"Hmm, should I suck it or shouldn't I?" Sheree pretended to deliberate in a stage whisper. "This little fellow has been a very naughty boy, chasing that little bitch I saw you with – hasn't he?"
There was a sudden edge in Sheree's voice and her nails dug into Johnny's sensitive cock flesh just enough to be menacing.
"Ow! What bitch?"
"Ohh, that little cunt I saw you walking downtown with, the day after you asked me to go steady," Sheree said, her nails biting deeper into the imprisoned cock.
"She was my cousin!" Johnny wailed. "I told you about having to show her around town!"
"You really looked like you were getting into your work when I saw you," Sheree growled. "Did you get into her?"
"Hell no!"
Johnny flashed Sheree a boyish smile. "I never said she was ugly."
Sheree giggled, in spite of herself. It didn't really make a hell of a lot of difference, she realized. It wasn't as if she had remained pure as the driven snow for him that was for sure!
She leaned down over the now-limp cock, her nipples burning into his hairy thigh, and dusted the head of his prick with her lips. She heard a sharp intake of breath above her, and she smiled at the knowledge that this big, inexperienced hunk of muscle had never had a blow job before.
Flicking her tongue out like a long, pink snake, Sheree felt the slickness of Johnny's smooth cockhead and tasted the dusky maleness against her lips. She opened her mouth wide and let all of the flaccid prick into her. What a feeling of power it gave her, being able to stuff all of his manhood into her hungry mouth at once!
But it wouldn't last long. Already, the thick cock shaft was growing with every beat of his heart, forcing itself out of Sheree's hot little mouth cavern as she licked and tongued and sucked at its growing length.
"Oh, Johnny, you have such a hot, tasty cock!" Sheree panted as she released it for a moment and sat back to admire its saliva glistening hardness. The big cock towered up from atop its nut sack like a telephone pole balanced between two boulders.
"And now for a little taste of your prick juice!" Sheree said, almost to herself. "Now don't you hold out on me. When you feel it come, just let it all shoot out and I'll swallow every last drop of it, okay?"
Sheree paid little attention to Johnny's answer – something close to a whimper – as she dipped her mouth once more onto his cock and began to suck. Her mouth slid up and down the throbbing prick as quickly as she could bob her neck. Sheree whirled her tongue rapidly around the cockhead and sucked with all her strength. She fondled Johnny's large balls lovingly with her hand.
Up and back slid Sheree's sucking lips on the burning cock shaft, her mouth licking and gobbling until she was half crazy for the taste of throat-searing cock cream. She felt as if she had been born to suck cook, to feel its smooth, firm flesh sliding in and out of her lips, to taste the pliant, rubbery impact of a purple prick head against the back of her throat, to experience the rough tickle of wiry pubic hair against her burrowing nose.
"Brrrrr, mmmmmm!" Sheree gargled swallowing all of Johnny's pulsing seven-incher. She made her throat muscles contract around the thick cock, milking the slick skin and vibrating it at the same tune.
"Ohhhhh, oh, shit! Can't take too much more!" Johnny groaned and thrashed beneath her oral assault, humping up from her throat involuntarily.
Sheree let her neck go slack with the lunges, absorbing his thrusts easily, keeping his dick buried deep in her humming throat. He was almost there, she realized, for his balls felt like grossly enlarged golf balls in her hand and they were starting to tighten and contract, getting ready to shoot their hot liquid load!
Lifting her head suddenly, Sheree let Johnny's cock drop from her lips and dove back underneath it.
She sucked in one hairy testicle, then the other, until her mouth was stuffed full of loose scrotal skin and bursting balls.
She hummed a tune. It was off-key, muffled, and not very good. But the effect was immediate and spectacular.
"AAAAHHHHH!" Johnny howled and slammed on the brakes.
Sheree felt the nuts in her mouth give a tight little jump as she heard him shriek and felt the brakes grab. She hung onto his legs for dear life to keep from ending up on the floor of the skidding truck. At the same time, she quickly released Johnny's spasming balls and sucked in his waving cock just as the first blast of cum shot out.
The truck shuddered to a halt but Sheree barely felt it. Her only concern was for the deluge of hot cum spraying into her mouth and cascading down her throat in a gulping torrent. Wave after wave of sticky semen emptied into the frantic young girl's mouth, spattering onto her teeth and gums and churning across her tongue to bathe her tonsils in a thick flood of ball juice as she worked her warmly sucking lips up and down the spurting cock.
Out of her mind with passion, Sheree reeled with joy as she gobbled the gushing cum like a milk-starved kitten. She mewled with delight at the volume of liquid she was gulping down. Johnny must have really been turned on by her mouth and tongue. It felt as though he hadn't come in months!
The wanton nature of the way she was getting him off nearly had Sheree on the way to popping. Her long, silky hair dangling onto his legs, her lips smeared with saliva and the last surges of his cum, her pretty face split open by a driving pole of prick meat! Sheree's pussy contracted with the first of a series of minor spasms as she saw the whole erotic picture in her mind's eye.
Sheree ground her hips against the slick scat cover, trying vainly to stimulate her clit against the fabric of her panty crotch and get herself off. The feeling was good, but not quite enough to push her over the top to a really great orgasm.
Reluctantly, Sheree stopped humping the seat and sucked the last traces of cum from Johnny's shriveled cock. She swirled her tongue around the rapidly deflating prick from top to bottom, swallowing the remaining jism with pleasure. Of all the guys she had blown so far, Sheree had to admit that Johnny's cum was by far the tastiest she had eaten!
"Yum, your cock is not bad, Johnny-stud," Sheree said with a cream-smeared smile, straightening back up in the seat.
Johnny sat looking straight ahead, trying to get his breath. His heart was visibly thumping beneath the hairy chest, and his expression was somewhat thunderstruck.