"Ahhhhh, I'm coming!" she wailed.
Jim felt his balls spasm and unleash their hot load. "Me, too," he groaned. "Awwwww, yeah! Take my load!"
The two kids fucked at each other frantically as they came, Jim flooding Cindy's tiny pussy-hole with sizzling jizz. They howled, and the bedsprings creaked. It wasn't until they finally fell apart, panting and gasping, that they realized they weren't alone in the house. Someone was coming quickly down the hal toward Cindy's room.
"Cindy?" Mrs. Dolan called anxiously. "Are you here? Are you all right?"
Cindy, leaped off the bed and hurried to the door. Opening it just a crack, she said, "Oh, Mrs. Dolan, I'm sorry. I fell asleep. It's just gonna take me a second to dress, and then I'll be out."
"Okay, I'll wait in the car," Amy Dolan said.
"Wow, that was close," Jim sighed. "I better go out the window."
"Right," Cindy sighed.
Their quick fuck had just whetted her appetite for more, but she wouldn't be able to see him again till tomorrow after school. She tried to ignore the burning need in her pussy as she hurried into her clothes. She left the house and found Mrs. Dolan waiting in her car with a look of concern.
"My goodness, Cindy," she said, "you gave me a scare. I honked, I knocked, and I didn't get any answer, so I came in. And I heard all those strange noises coming from your room. I didn't know what to think."
"Noises?" Cindy said. "Oh, that must have been my stereo."
"That was music?" Mrs. Dolan sighed. "I guess I never will learn to like rock and roll."
The evening was just as dull as Cindy had expected. She got the kids to bed with no trouble, then sat on the couch and watched TV. Tonight she couldn't find any sexy movies, but maybe that was just as well. She was horny enough already and there wasn't a damned thing she could do about it except beat off. Instead she fell asleep in front of the TV.
She didn't know how long she'd been asleep when she heard the Dolans coming home, but it must have been late, because Mrs. Dolan was yawning loudly. "I'm going right to bed." Amy said. "I'm exhausted."
"Okay, honey," Terry Dolan said. "I'll find a blanket for Cindy, and then I'll be along."
A few seconds later he was laying a blanket over Cindy, grabbing the opportunity to feel the ripe curves of her body. Cindy couldn't go on pretending to sleep. She gave a muffled giggle, then opened her eyes and looked at him. He grinned at her but signaled her to be quiet. Then he walked quietly down the hall and peeked into the master bedroom. A few moments later he was back, sinking onto the couch beside Cindy and heaving a big sigh.
"She's finally asleep," he said. "I tried everything tonight to wear her out. We must have danced for five hours."
"But why, Mr. Dolan?" Cindy said innocently. "So I could be alone with you," he said, leering. "I've been thinking about you ever since last night."
He started taking off his clothes. Cindy was delighted she was going to get another fuck after all, and just when she most desperately needed it. She'd been having sexy dreams, and her pussy was all hot and swollen and wet. Quickly she started to undress, too. When they were naked, she and Terry Dolan stretched out on the couch together.
The first thing she reached for was his cock. She could hardly wait to get her hand on that gorgeous seven-incher. She curled her fingers around the thick hairy base of his prick and felt the hot meat throbbing heavily. She pumped his cock lazily, enjoying the feel of the taut smooth flesh, and Dolan slipped his hand between her legs and touched her steaming cunt.
"Jesus, honey, you're all hot and wet," he said. "You been thinking about me?"
"Mmmmm, I sure have," Cindy lied.
Actually she hadn't dreamed he'd fuck her right in his own living room while his wife and kids slept, so she hadn't been thinking about him. She'd been thinking about Jim. But that didn't matter. Mr. Dolan had a nice big hard cock, and that was all she cared about. As she pumped his hot pulsating prick, his fingers tickled over her wet pussy, getting her hotly excited.
"Ooooooo, that feels good!" she moaned.
"I know something that'd feel even better," he said. "You ever had your pussy eaten?"
"I don't think so," Cindy giggled. "What's that?"
"I'll show you," he said. "Just lie on your back and spread your legs as wide as you can."
Cindy quickly obeyed. Whatever it was he had in mind, she was sure it would be fun. She rolled onto her back and flung one leg up over the back of the couch, letting the other leg dangle off the edge. Mr. Dolan quickly ogled her glistening pink pussy, then threw himself belly down between her thighs. She felt his hot moist breath fanning her cunt.
He parted the golden-furred lips of her pussy and isolated the small pink bud of her clit. Cindy saw him stick out his tongue, and then she felt a blast of pleasure ripping through her pussy.
Something slick, wet and hot was tickling all over her clit, and it felt delicious. Looking down dizzily, she saw that he was licking her clit.
"Ooooooo, yeah, Mr. Dolan!" she squealed. "That feels fantastic."
Now she understood what he meant by pussy eating. It was the same exciting thing she'd seen him do to his wife that night she spied on than. He'd licked all over Mrs. Dolan's pussy, driving her wild with pleasure. Cindy remembered how she'd watched enviously and wondered what it would be like to have a man's big wet tongue lashing all ova her slit. Now she was finding out, and it was even better than she'd dreamed.
Dolan's thick juicy tongue lashed roughly back and forth over her sensitive clit, giving her blast after blast of dizzying pleasure. It wasn't long before her greedy clit swelled into its own little erection, going fat and stiff and heavily throbbing. Cindy gurgled with pleasure and drenched his bobbing chin with a load of molten, musky cunt juice.
"Uhhhhh, yessss!" she whined. "I love it! Keep licking me! Don't stop!"
The girl was writhing with excitement, and Dolan had to shove his hands under her wriggling ass and grip the firm globes hard to hold her in place. He tongue-lashed her clit hard and fast, and she squealed and moaned with pleasure. His chin was soon dripping with her gushing pussy syrup and he could feel her cunt radiating fiery heat.
"Ohhhhhh!" Cindy moaned. "So fuckin' good! Eat me, Mr. Dolan! Lick me good, honey!"
The girl's wild excitement infected Dolan, and he felt his cock, trapped between his belly and the couch seat, give a horny lurch and ooze thick hot cream. He could hardly wait to cram his rigid prick into the girl's tiny slick cunt, but he'd also been fantasizing about eating her. Well, he could do both. With Amy soundly asleep, they had all night for fun.
When he was sure that Cindy was quivering on the very brink of orgasm, he suddenly caught her erect pulsating clit between his lips and started sucking on it fast and hard. Cindy gave a piercing shriek of pleasure and almost flew off the couch. She kicked and clawed at the couch, and his face was flooded with a huge rush of sizzling pussy juice. He felt her clit tense, then start to squirt into his mouth.
"Unnnggghhh! You're making me come!" Cindy whined. "Ahhhhhhh, yes! Aaaggghhh!"
She kicked, bucked, and howled as the powerful spasms shook her body. If this was pussy-eating, she didn't think she'd ever get enough of it. When her climax finally ended, Dolan came up for air, his face soaked with her gleaming thick pussy juice.
"How'd you like that?" he grinned.
"Fantastic!" Cindy sighed. "I just loved it."
"Want me to eat you some more?" he asked eagerly.
"Mmmmmm, that would be terrific, Mr. Dolan," she said.
As far as Cindy was concerned, he could go on eating her pussy forever, and it still wouldn't be enough. This was something she just had to teach Jim to do. She kept her legs parted as Dolan dived for her cunt again. This time he left her clit alone and nosed deeper into her steaming slit, rimming her tiny pussy-hole with the stiff pointed tip of his tongue.