"Oh, honey, lick my pussy!" Deborah moaned. "Get your tongue right in there! Stick your tongue right up my cunt and get a good taste!"
Paul kept sucking at Deborah's juicy cunt. It was great feeling his tongue in her pussy. She wanted to feel his big cock in her cunt even more, though. She wanted that horny young stud to hump her.
"I want you to fuck me now, Paul," Deborah said. "I need your big prick inside my cunt."
Deborah made Paul get up, then she grabbed his big cock and started to lead him to her bedroom. She wasn't going to let him get away. Paul wanted to fuck too, though.
When they went into the bedroom, they got on the bed. Paul was kissing Deborah again, playing with her big tits and squeezing and rubbing them. He was playing with Deborah's hard nipples and rubbing them. That turned Deborah on so much. She loved it when Paul fingered her wet pussy, sticking his finger right up her cunt. Deborah really wanted Paul to put his hard cock into her pussy.
"Fuck me now, baby!" Deborah moaned. "I can't wait any longer. I need to feel your big cock in my cunt right now!"
Deborah spread her beautiful legs wide, wanting to feel that big prick in her pussy.
"That's what I'm going to do," Paul said. "I'm going to put my big cock in your cunt and fuck you really hard!"
Paul got on top of Deborah, then he started to put his big cock into her tight wet cunt. It felt so good to Deborah to feel that big stiff prick going between her juicy pussy-lips. Finally his cock was all the way into Deborah's cunt. Paul started to fuck Deborah. In and out of her slippery cunt-box he rammed his stiff prick. Deborah loved it.
"Oh, honey," Deborah moaned, "fuck me good, give me a great ride, your cock feels so good in my cunt! I want you to shoot your big wad right into my cunt!"
Deborah grabbed Paul's ass and helped him ram his fat prick right into her cunt. The deeper it went in her pussy, the better it felt.
"I'm going to shoot a big load into your pussy now!" Paul panted. "I'm going to shoot now and I'm going to fire my big load right up your cunt!"
Paul was fucking Deborah even faster now. In and out of her wet fuck-hole he slammed his cock. He was trying to get his stiff cock as deep as he could. Then spunk began shooting from his cock, spurting into Deborah's pussy. Paul kept fucking Deborah till he'd shot his entire wad into her juicy pussy rack.
After he finished fucking Deborah, Paul took his big cock out of her pussy. They were lying beside each other on the bed, each smoking a cigarette, smiling at each other.
"You are one great lover," Deborah said. "You are too," Paul said. "It was great fucking you. I wish I could stay, but I should really go now. I still have work to do."
"That's too bad," Deborah said.
She wished that Paul could stay a little longer. She would love it if he put his big cock in her cunt again and fucked her again.
"Would it be all right if I took, a shower in your bathroom?" Paul asked. "It's pretty hot and I worked up a pretty good sweat fucking you, and I could use a shower."
"Please do," Deborah said. "The bathroom is out the door and to your left."
"Thanks," Paul said.
He got off the bed, then he went out of the bedroom. Pretty soon Deborah heard the water running. Deborah didn't really want him to go. He was a great lover. She wished that he would fuck her again. Well, maybe she should take a shower with him. She needed one too.
Deborah got off the bed and went to the washroom. Paul was in the shower. His body was all wet and slippery. That really turned Deborah on. She got in the shower with Paul. Now she was all wet too.
"Let me wash your body," Paul said. He took a bar of soap, and then he started to wash Deborah's beautiful body. First he washed Deborah's back and her smooth white ass. That really felt great to Deborah. Then she tuned around. Paul began washing her big tits and her hairy pussy. He was rubbing soap all over Deborah's tits and her nipples. That was such a turn-on. Then he started to wash her pussy. He put soap all over her cunt and began washing it, sticking his fingers right into her pussy and getting soap in it. That really drove Deborah wild.
"Fuck me again!" Deborah moaned. "I need you to fuck me again! I need to feel your big cock in my cunt!"
Deborah put lots of soap all over Paul's throbbing prick. Then Paul stuffed his hard cock right into Deborah's tight cunt. Then he started to fuck her, ramming her as hard as he could. It was great to fuck in the shower. In and out of Deborah's slippery cunt Paul rammed his big prick. Pretty soon he shot another wad into Deborah's pussy. Deborah had a great time.
A few days later Deborah was jogging outside. It was quite early in the morning. That was when Deborah liked to jog. It was cooler then in the summer. And there weren't as many people around then, or as much traffic.
She was wearing her jogging suit. There were other people out jogging too, even though it was quite early in the morning. She could recognize a lot of them, since a lot of them liked to jog every day just like her. They lived fairly close to her. At this very moment, there was a man running right in front of her, a little ahead of her. She recognized him too. She'd seen him lots of times.
They'd talked to each other too, though that was just to say hello to each other sometimes. Even if they didn't talk to each other, they would smile at each other when they saw each other. Deborah hoped he liked her, since she certainly liked him. He was a very good-looking man. Deborah thought she would like to get to know him a lot better. She'd at least like to know his name.
He probably lived fairly close by, she thought. She didn't know exactly where he lived, though. Maybe if she followed him, she'd find out where he lived. Deborah decided to follow the man this morning. They kept running, up one street and down the next. Then they were running through a park. There was no one around, since it was so early. Deborah was so busy keeping her eye on the man that she tripped over something, falling to the ground.
"Are you all right?" The man had stopped running and come back to her. He looked very concerned.
"I don't think so," Deborah said. She was sitting on the ground rubbing her ankle. It hurt quite badly. "I think I hurt my ankle."
"Did you?" the man asked. "Here, let me see. Let's have a look at it. I'm a doctor, I should be able to tell whether or not you've broken anything."
He knelt down beside Deborah and started to examine her ankle.
"Thank you," Deborah said.
She let him examine her ankle. She could tell that he was a doctor by the way he was examining her. She liked the way he was touching her. She hoped her ankle wasn't broken.
The man kept feeling Deborah's ankle for a while. "No, I don't think you've broken it or anything like that. I think you just twisted it."
"That's good to know," Deborah said. She was glad that it wasn't serious. Already the pain was starting to lessen. So, he must be right, she'd only twisted it.
"I think you'll be just fine. Maybe you'd better not do any more running today, though. Maybe you'd better just walk home. Do you live far from here? Would you like me to help you walk home?"
"No, thank you," Deborah said. "I think all be able to finish my jog. I don't like to miss a day."
It was very nice of the man to offer to walk her home. If she could manage it, though, she'd like to keep running. She really liked to run. "Well, maybe you should rest your ankle for a little while longer before you start running again," the man said. "Why don't you sit down on that bench for a little while until all the pain goes away? Then you can start running again."
"That sounds like a very good idea," Deborah said.
"Here, let me help you," the man said. He helped her stand up, then he helped her over to that park bench. It really turned Deborah on to feel him touching her. She could tell that he was very strong.
"Thank you very much," Deborah said. She smiled at him. She liked him even more now. "You've really been a great help."