Unable to scream out, she just sobbed and moaned around the length of his throbbing boner. Locking her soft young thighs against the sides of his face, the girl shoved her gushing cunt hotly against his mouth.
Anxious to bring him off while she was still in the throes of her magnificent orgasm, her leeching lips sucked and pulled desperately on the hot, tight flesh of his swollen cock. Suddenly, without warning, the man's body stiffened, and a torrent of hot, slippery come exploded from the head of his prick.
The feel of his thick jizm splattering against the back of her throat seemed to intensify Amber's wild orgasm. Sucking and swallowing for the sheer love of it, she used her lips to tug and pull on the head of his spurting prick, trying to suck out more and more of his slippery white cream.
As the young man emptied his cock into her mouth, Amber was more than conscious of the way his thick tongue was drilling in and out of her burning pussy, bringing her to one orgasm after another. Mindlessly moaning and sobbing, she drank the deliciously hot cum that was still spurting into her mouth.
Their two lewdly-locked bodies humped and writhed together until their wild climaxes finally ended.
"Oh, darling," whispered Amber, releasing his limp prick from her cum-soaked mouth. "That was so fuckin' good!"
"Jesus!" panted Randy as he pulled his nose out of her drooling slit. "That was something I'll never forget."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Paul Goodman was completely stunned when he stepped out on the terrace and found Amber and his son writhing around naked on the lounge. Unable to sleep, and thinking everyone had retired for the night, he'd walked out for a breath of fresh air. The man could hardly believe his eyes as he watched Randy noisily sucking and licking on Amber's juicy little pussy. Although he'd heard about it, Paul Goodman had never participated in oral sex, and he was almost numb with shock as he watched the couple on the lounge, sucking and slurping noisily.
The sight of Amber's lovely, soft lips sucking and pulling on Randy's swollen cockhead gave him a horrendous erection. Watching her deliciously ovaled lips working on his son's prick, he could almost feel them around his own throbbing cock.
Not wanting to be found watching the couple, he finally returned to his bedroom, where he gave his wife the most thorough fucking she'd had in years. When it was over, he lay tossing and turning all night, wondering how it would feel to have his cock sucked. He almost asked his wife to give him a blow-job, but was afraid she would think he was perverted.
When he arrived at his office the next morning, his mind was still filled with lewd thoughts of oral sex. Going over some papers with his secretary, Shirley Martin, he was finding it extremely difficult to concentrate. His mind kept wandering back to his son's face, buried in the cute redhead's juicy twat, or to the erotic sight of Amber's sweet, soft lips sucking and pulling on his prick.
When Shirley moved across the room to pick up some other papers, Paul suddenly became conscious of her legs beneath the rather short skirt she was wearing. The attractive thirty-two-year-old secretary had been working for him for over ten years, and this was the first time he'd ever noticed how shapely her legs were. As Shirley walked back to the desk, Paul glanced up from her bare thighs to her curved hips. He momentarily wondered if his blonde secretary was all hot and juicy between her legs like Amber had been last night.
The usually composed man had never been so shaken in his life. His cock was throbbing wildly in his pants as his eyes moved up to the big, full tits. The deep cleavage was so deliciously exposed by the low neckline of her dress. This was the first time Paul Goodman had really noticed his beautiful secretary.
"Are you all right, Mr. Goodman?" asked Shirley, seeing the strange expression on his face.
"Oh, yes… yes," be sputtered, trying to regain his self-control. Clutching the edge of his desk, Paul was conscious of how wildly his prick was throbbing in the tight confines of his pants.
"Are you sure?" she asked, seeing the glazed look in his eyes.
"Yes, Shirley, I'm all right," he stammered. "I was just thinking how beautiful you are."
"Oh, thank you, Mr. Goodman," she blushed. The pretty blonde secretary had had a mild crush on her handsome boss since the day she went to work for him, and this was the first time he'd ever actually noticed her.
As if in a trance, the man stood up and slowly walked around the desk and placed his trembling hands on her shoulders.
"You're so beautiful," he panted, his handsome face strangely distorted by his burning lust.
Then, unable to control his wild desires any longer, he grasped her slim waist, pulling her lovely body tightly to his. Too shocked to do anything about it, Shirley could feel the man's hard cock throbbing urgently against her. Even though she'd had a little crush on him for years, the girl certainly had no intentions of having an affair with the man. But she felt a naughty excitement as his hard boner pounded against her through the thin material of her dress.
"Don't, Mr. Goodman," she giggled, playfully pushing at his chest. "Just behave yourself."
Ignoring her remark, he reached up under her short skirt and goosed his fingers into the soft crack between her panty-clad asscheeks, pulling her squirming pussy tighter against the pounding bulge in his pants.
Unable to believe what was happening, Shirley just stood there as his hands massaged and kneaded her soft ass through the thin material of her skimpy panties. Her initial shock was rapidly turning to excitement as his big, hard dick continued grinding hotly against her tingling pussy. The feel of his hands and fingers goosing into the soft crack of her wiggly little butt was really exciting the cute blonde.
Completely aware that she shouldn't be carrying on this way, especially with a married man who was old enough to be her father, she knew deep in her heart that she was going to give herself to him. Suddenly surrendering, Shirley threw her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth down to her moistly parted lips. With their mouths passionately locked in a deep, tongue-sucking kiss, Shirley hotly writhed her juicy pussy against the deliciously hard bulge in his pants.
Now aware that the squirming girl was his to use as he pleased, he picked her up and carried her over to the couch. Laying Shirley back on the sofa, he sat down by her and moved his hand up under her short skirt, caressing the soft, smooth flesh of her inner thigh. His throbbing boner gave a mighty lurch when his probing fingers came into contact with the crotch of her wet panties. Trembling with excitement, he hooked his fingers into the waist of the flimsy garment, and as Shirley obligingly arched her hips up, he ripped them off with one sweeping motion.
Next, he raised her skirt up around her waist with his shaking fingers. A wild gurgling sound came from deep in his throat as he stared at the slippery little slit that was only inches from his eyes. The soft, juicy lips of her gold-fringed pussy were swollen with hot desires, drops of slippery cunt juice glistening against the slick pink tissues. The hot, fleshy hole was quivering with excitement and oozing warm, sticky juices, just as Amber's pussy had done last night.
With the heady fragrance of her dripping cunt filling his nostrils, the man lost all control of himself and buried his face into a girl's hairy little crotch for the first time in his life. Drilling his tongue between her widely spread legs, he began lapping up the sweet nectar of her womanhood. Drinking in the horny juices of her hotly aroused twat, the man could understand why his son had sucked so hungrily on Amber's steamy cunt. The scent and taste of his secretary's hotly aroused pussy was literally blowing the man's mind.
"Oh, my God!" Shirley squealed when his thick, hot tongue found her clitoris. "Fuck, that feels good!"