The matched half-moons of her as pumped rhythmically up and down as Harry Windsor's titanic cock went into her pussy. She felt cunt juice running from her cunt slit into her pussy fur and evaporating on her thighs. The edge of the table cut the fronts of her flawless legs, but all she really cared about was the erotic totality of sensation. The cool air over her naked ass, her cheek rubbing the desk top, her tits squashed deliciously against her ribs – and most of all, Harry's eight-inch prick reaming her cunt from behind!
Harry's fingers made deep furrows in the succulent flesh of her ass. He was having a hard time keeping his hold on the bucking-fucking beauty. And indeed, he was fucking her so rapidly and with such long strokes that, every time he pulled back, his cock was dangerously close to popping right out of her slippery, well-oiled cunt!
Squish-squish-squish went Elaine's fingers in her scarlet-furred cunt. Her two fingers were covered with her own pussy oils. She rolled a taut nipple between lust-fevered fingers.
Soon two fingers were not enough. She needed more in her cunt! She couldn't have Harry's horse-sized cock – the filthy blonde-haired bitch had that delight all to herself – but Elaine did have more fingers. She put another finger into her cunt, then another. The four fingers of her right hand filled her pussy and made her weak in the knees.
She could hear Harry's harsh breathing, and the liquid sound of his cock fucking the blonde's oil-filled cunt. She could hear the blonde sliding over the desk top. Louder than all the other sounds, however, was her own pulse hammering in her ears, and the squelching of her own fingers fucking her cunt.
Harry's fingers slipped forward over the blonde's exquisite ass until he could hook hit fingers around her hips. Then he began to pull her cunt onto his cock like a man rowing a boat. The ferocity of his cock-strokes lifted her sweaty body into the air with each thrust of his greedy cock.
"Oh! Ah! O!" wailed the blonde. "Do it to me! My pussy needs your cock – needs your come!"
"I – ugh! – I'm about to come, doll," Harry grunted. "Get your sweet little pussy ready for a steaming load of jism!"
"Yes! Oh yes!"
Elaine could scarcely believe her ears. As loudly and vigorously as she cried out when Harry fucked her, she was never so crude as the blonde. The girl Harry was so enthusiastically fucking on top of his desk had a mouth like a longshoreman, but she did what she wanted!
And Elaine didn't!
Of course, the fingers pumping in and out of her sopping cunt were making her grind her teeth with nearly unbearable pleasure, and her hand manipulating her tit and swollen nipple was driving her out of her mind, but that wasn't really what the redhead wanted. What she wanted was a have Harry fucking his magnificent prick into her pussy – and her pussy alone!
Lust-maddened as she was, Elaine could see why Harry would want to fuck the blonde. She had a splendid, lovely young body. And there was something about her – something that exuded animal sexuality – just as Elaine reeked of innocence even when she was sucking her beloved's huge prick and drinking down load after load of his steaming come.
"Yes! Fuck me hard! Spray your come into my pussy – I can't wait any more!"
At her impassioned outcry, Harry's prick spurted a fat wad of jism deep into her pussy. She shrieked with pleasure as the hot come coated her pussy channel. Then she shrieked again, more shrilly this time, as her climax twisted her pussy around the plunging cock!
Elaine could see from the tension in Harry's powerful body, could hear in the blonde's shrill voice, that they were coming together in a cataclysmic orgasm. And then Elaine's pussy seemed to suck up her fingers, and red lights flashed behind her eyes as she came too.
Waves of orgasmic pleasure rippled in her. Her cunt juice dripped over her hand and down her leg. She played with her nipple lustfully.
Jism spewed into the blonde girl's pussy and began to boil out around Harry's pistoning cock. She rolled her cunt around the pulsating prick, feeling the added slipperiness of the come that filled her pussy. Her tits seemed about to burst; they were full from sheer joy.
Harry's a body shook with the power of his orgasm. His cock was blasting off into that blonde-furred pussy like a naval gun. The girl's pussy was rippling and churning around his cock stalk. She seemed to be milking his cock with her thirsty cunt!
Elaine sank to her knees. She began to rock back and forth, uncontrollably fucking her cunt on stiffened fingers. Her passion was soaring, and since she couldn't have Harry's cock to satisfy her needy pussy, she was making do with the best available substitute!
Harry's balls pumped gallons of jism through his cock, and the blonde's cunt drank it all down and begged for more. With her pussy walls playing like agile fingers along the length of his cock, he just couldn't stop coming!
At last his prick fired the last drops of creamy white come into the depths of that golden-hair paradise of cunt. "Ah," he sighed. "That was just one hell of a fine fuck, baby!"
"Mm," the blonde replied, rolling her ass lazily in the air and stirring her pussy around the man's deflating cock. "You sure know how to fuck a girl, Brother dear!"
Elaine screamed.
CHAPTER THREE
Harry jumped away from the desk. His limp prick shot from the oozing blonde-furred pussy. "Jesus Christ!" he yelled.
The blonde girl lay for a moment on her belly, as though savoring the mixture of cunt juice and come percolating in her pussy and dripping from the gash of her cunt. Then she rolled over and sat up, brushing back her gleaming yellow hair.
"Harry," she said wonderingly, "Who's that?"
Harry Windsor stood with his gooey cock dangling between his legs, glowering down at his miserable secretary. The afterglow of her own orgasm evaporated. She fished her fingers guiltily out of the morass of her cunt and waved them in the air to dry the pussy oils. "I-I'm sorry," she said. Her bare tits heaved up and down. Cunt sauces dripped from her exposed pussy and soaked into the expensive carpet.
"What in the hell do you think you are doing?" Harry thundered. "You were supposed to have the afternoon off!"
Tears flowed down Elaine's cheeks. She tugged ineffectually at the hem of her skirt, which stayed up around her waist, exposing her flaming-red bush of pussy fur. "B-but I thought I'd surprise you," she blubbered.
"You did!" His face was contorted, purple, swollen, as if it were about to burst. Muscles stood out all over his body in tense anger.
Elaine's shame and embarrassment began to be replaced by righteous anger. "I c-came here to surprise you, and I find you messing around behind my back," she retorted. "Is-is she really your sister?"
The blonde pushed her ass off the desk top and stood up. With along, relaxed, stride, she walked to the door to stand before Elaine. The red-headed secretary looked up at her. The blonde's tits seemed even larger at this range. The pale nipples were fat and hard.
"Yes, I am," she said. The full reek of her sated cunt hit Elaine in the face. She rocked back on her heels. "And who might you be, fire-bush?"
"My secretary," Harry said hoarsely. "Elaine."
"Oh, yes, you've told me about her." The blonde girl leaned forward to stroke Elaine's cheek lightly with the back of her hand. "I'm very pleased to meet you – Miss Thomas, I'm Kathleen Windsor. I hope we become very good friends."
"I doubt it!" Elaine snapped, before she recognized the irony in the lovely, naked girl's voice.
Kathleen laughed. She brushed a lock of scarlet hair back from Elaine's flushed face. "My brother has excellent taste," she said. "You're really quite a lovely little piece of ass – and not so little, either, such tasty-looking tits, proud and jutting like that with those delightful dark-red nipples – and your cunt bush, lovely color." She looked over her shoulder at her brother. "But then Harry's always had good taste in women. He fucked me first when I was eighteen. He was twenty at the time. Harry's always been a fast mover."