Chapter 1

Guy Derby was coming down the highway fast when he saw the car jacked up on the shoulder ahead. He lifted his foot from the gas pedal to slow down enough to see if someone was in trouble. Then he saw the driver of the car, and he smiled broadly.

Guy had known and seen women with beautiful legs. He had seen photos and movies of women with beautiful legs, but he had never seen any that compared with those of the woman ahead of him. He began to pump his brakes.

He reluctantly glanced at his rearview mirror as he continued to cut his speed and then looked back at the woman. His eyes moved up from her sandaled feet to her bright blue shorts. Her curvaceous legs were long and perfectly formed, and he wondered if she was a Vegas dancer, though he had never seen one with legs to compare with the woman's.

Guy's car moved onto the shoulder and eased to a stop behind the woman's Porsche. She glanced back over her shoulder, and he saw that her eyes were an emerald green that went perfectly with her jet-black hair and with her tanned flesh. He turned on his flasher and got out of his car.

The woman had the left rear end of her car jacked up and had the hubcap off. She held a four-way tire iron, but the bolts were still on.

"Be of any help?" he asked as he approached her.

"Yeah, I can't get the nuts off, you should pardon the expression," she smiled.

"Maybe the two of us can manage it," he grinned, and held out his hand for the iron, which she handed him.

Long nipples shoved the fabric of her tanktop outward, and he noted that her breasts were small in their projection from her chest, but wide in circumference. He raised his eyes and saw her green eyes sparkling. He felt no self-consciousness in looking at her body, nor at the size of her breasts. Her attitude made him realize that she was aware that her tank-top made it clear about the size of her tits. It was as if she simply did not have the time to waste with pretense and was at ease with what nature had given her. He felt his cock hardening.

Crouching down, he fitted the tire iron to the nuts and began loosening them. She stood beside him, and his eyes moved to her legs as he began removing the nuts, and then up to her full hips. The shorts clung to the inviting cradle of her loins and to the plush mound of her cunt. From the waist down, she presented almost a fantasy image of womanly beauty. From the waist up, her body was like that of an adolescent girl. He was surprised at how arousing the combination was. He glanced down and saw his engorged prick straining against his pants leg.

Guy looked up and saw her looking down at his crotch. She was smiling slightly, and he felt his breathing deepen. He twisted the last nut loose and gripped the tire to pull it off. She crouched down beside him, and her shorts pulled up to the tops of her succulent thighs. She helped him pull the tire off, and the side of her knee brushed against his leg. It felt as if a hot iron had passed over his pants' leg.

He stepped back and leaned the flat tire against the side of the car. He looked at the reflection in her door's window and saw that his tool was shoving his pants out from his thigh.

Turning, he saw her removing the spare, and he moved to help her. The late afternoon sun was warm, and he felt himself sweating slightly as he put the spare on. Perspiration hazed her forehead and upper lip as she helped him. He could feel her body heat radiating out against him.

"Well, you're free to move," he said as he straightened, and he watched her bend over to pick up the tire iron.

The fabric of her shorts pulled tight across the ripe globes of her ass cheeks, and the bottoms pulled up from her thighs to present him with the undercurves of those supple cushions. His mouth was dry, and his heart was pounding. She put the iron and the jack in her trunk, and he added the flat tire.

"We've gotten ourselves dirty and sweated out, haven't we?" she commented as her eyes moved down his body.

"Yeah," he nodded, knowing there was no way for her to be unaware of his erection.

"There's a stream and pool down there," she said with a nod of her head, and he looked down through the trees alongside the road. "Let's lock up the cars and wash off," she suggested, and he turned toward his car.

The cars locked, and his flasher off, he moved down the slope with her, and through the trees. The sunlight fell through the concealing trees and sparkled from the surface of the pool. He started to speak but paused as she drew her tank-top up from the firm curve of her belly.

The cloth slid up the hillocks of her breasts and over her long nipples. The tapering nubs were a carnation-pink, and the aureolas lifted up gently from the spans of her tits. He began to unbutton his shirt.

Humming softly to herself, she sat down on the grass and removed her sandals. She looked around as he dropped his shirt to the ground. The sun gleamed from his chest and stomach, and she reached out as she stood. His breath caught as her long fingers drifted over his sweat-moistened flesh.

"Nice," she nodded with an appreciative smile, and raised her green eyes to his. "Let's wash off," she said suddenly, and turned toward the water.

For a moment, he was uncertain as to whether she had changed her mind about getting it on with him, or if she was going to remove her shorts. Instead, she dove into the water without removing her shorts. As he unfastened his pants, he felt a twinge of regret that he had not gotten a view of her delicious fanny. But then she rose back up, and he saw the wet shorts clinging like a second skin to the firm pillows of her backside. He kicked his shoes aside and was naked a moment later.

She looked at the hard thrust of his stiff tool as he moved into the water. Her shorts were pasted to her hips and to her cunny. It was obvious to him that she wore no underwear. He and she began to swim.

They came near to one another and floated for a few moments. He reached out and drew her to him. Their lips parted as their mouths met, and her serpentine tongue stretched into his mouth. Her arms went around his neck, and her long nipples moved against his chest. Their eyes closed as their kiss deepened, and his hands moved down her back as her long legs drifted against his. He spread his hands over the opulent spheres of her buttocks and was hardly aware of the thin, water-soaked cloth covering them.

Both of them were breathing raggedly when their lips parted, and they looked at one another with lidded eyes. Squeezing her fanny, he pulled her against his throbbing cock, and she murmured happily.

"We haven't ... cleaned up yet, have we?" she asked with a mischievous smile, and she moved in the direction of the bank.

For a moment, he wondered if she was having second thoughts. They stood up, and he watched the water level move down from her supple torso to the clinging shorts. She turned toward him, and he stared at the way the shorts molded to the delicious contours of her pubes.

"By the way," she laughed, "my name's Karen. Karen Clinton."

"Guy Derby," he laughed as he realized that neither of them had given their names.

"Well, Guy, let me clean you up," she said. "I think I see an area straining for attention," she added as she stared at the thick length of his shaft.

He moved into mid-calf deep water and watched as Karen dropped to her knees. Her hands moved over his bare hips as she stared at his prod and at the heavy weights of his balls. She glanced up with a carnal smile and then opened her mouth before the bulbous head of his shaft.

He looked down as she leaned closer to him, and his breath caught as she ran the tip of her tongue over his knob. She blew against the moistened bulb, and a chill went through his burning column. He groaned as her lips began to suckle the velvet texture of the cap, and as her hands began to drift around the base of his prick.

Karen tightened her pursed lips around the bauble of his flesh, and she flicked her tongue over the small lips. Her eyes were heavily lidded, but not closed. She watched her own hands moving around the other end of his long trunk, and she slid her fingers through his pubic hair. Pleasure showed in her eyes as she heard him groan softly.

She loosened the hold of her lips, and her tongue began to slide along the underside of his prod. His hands moved over her ebony hair as he felt her tongue stroking his dorsal vein. Her fingertips began to drift over the fine hairs of his scrotum, and his shoulders hunched. Waves of heat were moving through him, and his balls felt swollen with come.

"Oh, yeah-h-h," he murmured as her lips moved past the rim of his knob and encircled the top of his rod.

Her weight shifted from one knee to the other as her cunt's palpitations quickened. The wet shorts tugged at her lips, and she let her knees slide further apart so that the damp cloth could pull directly across the burning furrow.

She curved her fingers around behind his sac and began to roll his nuts upon them. His eyes screwed shut as flashes of ecstasy shot through him. His spend was straining for release. Her lips slid further down his pole as she sucked hard, then loosened her hold, and then sucked hard again.

His head pressed against the ribbed roof of her mouth, and her cheeks pulled in against the sides of his shaft as her tongue pulled and thrust along the underside. Her fingers cupped his balls and pressed between them so that she could flex the tips against his root. He curled his fingers in her short, black hair as he leaned forward off the balls of his feet. The blood was pounding in his ears.

She rolled his nuts in her palms as she worked her fingertips back along his root until she was past his scrotum, and moving toward his anus. She sucked hard and pulled her head back from him. His mouth opened as her hold pulled up to the base of his knob. Then she thrust her head back down upon him, and he groaned as he felt his head bob in her throat. Her fingers kneaded the thickness of his root, and his balls ached with arousal.

Her head rose and fell, her mouth pulling up and down his length, and he felt his legs going out from under him. He clenched his teeth in an effort to get a grip on himself, and he lowered his hands to her shoulders. He began to lower himself, and she sat back to help him.

He dropped one arm out to the side for support, and they both leaned over, their legs stretching out in the shallow water. Taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes so that he could look down as she continued giving him head. Throughout their movements, she had maintained her rhythm. He leaned forward off his side, and she rolled over onto her back. The water touched the back of her neck as she tightened and loosened her mouth around his throbbing length. He began to turn himself, and his cock pivoted in the suckling hold of her mouth.

It felt as if he had his cock in an electric outlet, and blasts of high voltage were going through him. Turned fully around, he looked down at her loins. The soaked shorts perfectly out-lined her snatch, and he rested on his hands and knees for a moment as her mouth pulled at him, and as her fingers caressed and stroked. Then he lifted one hand out of the water and opened the shorts.

He peeled the bright blue fabric down from the fullness of her hips to expose her abdomen and then her sex. The tantalizing rise of her mound spread wide, and the ebony plume of her hair parted to reveal the sugar pink of her slit. The outsides of her cunny were hairless, and the soft flesh flowed into the insides of her upper thighs. He fought back the vertigo her mouthings had created and pushed the shorts down past the juncture of her long, exquisite legs.

He rolled back onto his side, and she rolled up off her back. His hands moved over the ripe globes of her ass, and he pressed his mouth into the gleaming envelope of her loins. She moaned around his throbbing tool as she felt his lips nuzzle between her cunt lips. His tongue pressed into the hot yield, and she shivered with delight as he licked at her.

His hands moved up and down the lengths of her statuesque legs as he tasted her delicious spendings. He moved his lips up toward the top of her slit and curled his tongue up past her entrance way. She squirmed happily against him as he slid his tongue toward the maddening pulsings of her clit. She twisted her" tits against his hard belly and pressed her thumbs against the base of his dorsal vein. Her palms curved down to either side of his sac to shift his balls lightly against one another while her fingers pressed and pulled at his root. He murmured with pleasure as he licked the folds of soft flesh back from her clit.

Freed, her clit lifted up, and his eyes flickered open. The node tapered up from her cleave a full inch. It was the longest clit he had ever encountered. As he closed his lips around the tip, she trembled against him, and an orgasm flashed through her. She gave a gurgled cry of joy around his cock, and she thrust her lips down against the base of his shaft. He pulled the insides of his forearms against the lush weights of her ass cheeks, and his hands tightened around her thighs.

He pressed his lips down the hot node of her clit and began to suck at it as his tongue flicked it from side to side. They rolled from side to side in the water as their raptures deepened. He moved his hands up to the undercurves of her fanny, and moved one hand between her legs as the other moved to her anal cleavage.

Karen arched her hips toward him as he suckled the apex of her sex, and she twisted them as his fingers stroked her cunt lips. He began to probe her fanny and pressed his fingertips in against the pursed bud of her anus, and she again came. Her mouth began to move faster as she drew her lips up and down his reddened member.

His brain was spinning with ecstasies, his body trembling with them, and his cock throbbed harder and harder. He moistened his fingers in her snatch and then pressed one into the pink opening of her ass. Her body bucked against his as he probed her aperture and then began to work his finger up into her rectum. t The water splashed around them as they both moaned with the acceleration of their arousal. As he turned and bobbed his finger in her backside, the fingers of his other hand were curling up beneath his chin and into the soaked spasmings of her cunt. She felt her cunt quaking as his fingers curled and probed within her snatch, and her depths flared with heat as his finger thrust and turned in her rectum. Her clit was flaring with volcanic heat as he tugged and licked it. Her orgasms were coming closer and closer to one another.

His swollen balls trembled against her thumbs as her fingers worked his root from the base of his sac to his ass, and she pressed a saliva-moistened finger against his anus. Her long legs stretched and thrashed as she came, and she sucked hard at him in an effort to pull his come from his nuts. Her entire body was shaking.

Neither of them could focus their thoughts.

Wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure swept through them. He forced his eyes open to see the fantastic womanliness of the lower half of her body as the adolescent-like upper half rubbed against him. He gasped, feeling his come begin to break free.

Their loins were beating against one another's faces. She felt his rod begin to jerk within her mouth and throat, and she moved her tongue and her hands faster. Her orgasms were beginning to merge into a blinding chain reaction. Her body and his bucked and spasmed. Her depths went into convulsions, and her orgasms joined together. She cried out around his tool. His spend rushed through him and jetted through his cock. She pulled her head back, and his head moved up from her throat just as his come gushed forth.

His juices splashed over her tongue and the insides of her cheeks as his tool whipped about like a loosened fire hose. Her cunt spasmed against his chin and lips as he continued sucking at her long clit.

The spurtings of his prod began to slacken, and she sucked the last of his thick brew from it. Having gradually lessened the pressure and intensity of his kisses, he now gave her clit a parting kiss and dropped limply back in the shallow water.

"It's going to start getting cool soon," she said after a few minutes, and he looked up to see that the sun was near to setting. "I'm staying at a friend's place nearby," she told him, "and we can be comfortable, and ... warm there."

"Bet you're warm in the middle of a snowstorm," he smiled as they both stood up, and they enjoyed a long kiss.

Moving onto the bank, he wondered about drying off before dressing, and turned toward Karen. Holding her sandals, tank-top, and shorts in one hand, she was moving toward the road. He started to speak, but shrugged with a what-the-hell smile, and picked up his clothes.

Coming up onto the shoulder of the road, he was pleased that there were no other cars in sight. Karen was standing beside her car, one foot on the driver's door sill. Again, he stared with amazement at the beauty of her long legs.

"Want to follow me?" she asked as she got in behind the wheel, and he stood beside the door to close it for her.

"Anywhere," he smiled, and realized that even someone in a large car would get a great view if they passed in traffic.

"Don't get that caught in the door," she laughed, and he looked down as she reached out to squeeze his newly erect cock.

She started the car and roared away. Laughing, he lept into his car and raced after her. He had forgotten about being naked.

He began to shorten the gap between them as the sun approached the horizon. Then she flashed her blinker and turned onto a side road. Dirt sprayed out as each took the turn, and they followed the winding road upward. He glanced down and saw that he was still fully hard.

She began to slow down, and he saw a cabin ahead. She pulled in alongside the building, and he stopped just behind her. Getting out, he saw the sun was just going down. The golden light bathed their naked bodies as they moved toward one another.

"Still warm," she said as she placed her hand on the hood of his car. "Your car, that is," she smiled, and he moved his hands over her tits to let her long nipples drag against the centers of his palms. "And us," she murmured. "Fuck me now," she whispered as she slid her graceful hands along the length of his tool. "I can't wait for inside."

He stepped forward as he pressed her against the car, and he arched his hips to thrust his throbbing rod up into her damp nook. Her hands clutched his back, and she dropped her head back as her cunt gripped his shaft.

Karen twisted her loins against his as she felt his knob pressing against her depths. He leaned back and dropped his head so that he could catch one of her nipples in his mouth. She moaned happily as he sucked and licked at the long nub, and she kissed at his face and ear.

He began to thrust within the humid trembling of her snatch, and she felt the pulsings of her clit quicken. He spread his mouth over her wide tits and sucked hard. She moaned louder as her carnal fever mounted. His thick length was beginning to pull out of her quaking sheath and to drive up into it. Her blood was racing, and she lifted one leg to curl it behind his. Her lush fanny squirmed against the hood of his car, and her hips bucked against his.

He pulled his mouth back, and drew her tit and then her nipple out till she came loose of his tightened hold. Her hands clutched at his ass, and she beat her hips against his as he thrust high into the broiling depths of her cunt. She cried out, and her body bowed forward as her head dropped back against the car hood. She gasped in short, breathless bursts as she came. Her snatch was spasming around his flashing rod, and his hands cupped the outsides of her ass cheeks as his own arousal deepened.

"Harder," she gasped. "Fuck me harder, harder. I-yes, that's ... it! Yes, damnit, yes. Fuckin' yes," she panted as her body writhed against his.

Her face was damp with perspiration, her hair clinging to her forehead, and her eyes were closed. Her mouth widened, and her words caught in her throat. She tensed and began to shake as she came.

The air broke free and rushed from her throat in a strangled cry of ecstasy. Her cunny continued to spasm around his throbbing cock as she dropped limply back against the hood. The light was starting to go, and they remained still for several moments. Catching his breath, he was uncertain as to whether his vision was clouded by passion, or if it was merely that it was dusk.

Catching his breath, he felt his arousal easing, and waited until he was sure that he was back from the edge of climaxing before stepping back. Karen gasped as she felt his cock sliding out of her, and she sat forward.

"Don't stop," she said breathlessly as she gripped his wet shaft.

"I wasn't planning to," he grinned. "Just thought we might change positions."

"Back door?" she asked, and lifted her hand to her mouth so that she could lick at the dampness she had wiped from his prick. "I sure do taste good," she smiled as she tasted of her juices, and she stood up shakily.

"Ass or cunt?" he asked.

"Whichever you want, or both," she grinned, and turned around to face the auto hood.

She stretched her arms out to brace her hands on the car and thrust her ass back toward his engorged prod. He looked down at her beautiful legs, and slowly moved his eyes up to her opulent fanny. The full cheeks were parted, and her damp cleave was visible below it. He spread his palms over the silky cushions of her buttocks, and slowly caressed them as he moved closer. She murmured happily as she felt his big knob press between her cunt lips. He rocked back and forth, and her hands tightened against the car as his knob bobbed in her furrow. Her ass shifted as she hoped for him to plunge back up into her snatch.

He pressed his thumbs down into the opened cleavage of her ass and rubbed his thumbs at the edges of her anus. She murmured happily as he shifted the bud back and forth to send gentle quiverings of heat through her rectum Her shoulders were bunched slightly, and her head hung toward the car.

Leaning forward from the waist, he moved his hands to her hips, and then around in front of her. He continued to shift his cock's head in her slit as he pressed the heels of his hands down her abdomen. His fingers brushed the jet plume in against her opened cleave, and continued down until he caught his knob. Moving closer, he guided his knob up her wet cunt.

Karen squirmed happily as the top of his shaft was pressed against her cleave, and she moaned with expectation as she felt his knob move toward her burning clit. He raised one hand, and she saw her juices gleaming from his fingers. She pushed her chin closer to her chest and opened her mouth to suck hungrily at his fingers. Feeling her tongue pulling and gliding over his fingers, he happily recalled her mournings of his tool.

The velvet bulb of his head rubbed up against her long clit, and her mouth opened wide as she gasped. Her face lifted high, and her fingers stiffened as they pulled against the car. He moved his knob back and forth over the tapering nub of her apex, and his free hand moved to her tits. A shudder of delight went through her as he began to stroke a nipple between thumb and forefinger. Her sweltering furrow made little gulping noises as it gripped at the top of his long shaft.

Breathing deeply, she lowered her face as orgasms began to boil within her underbelly. In the dim light, she was able to see her enraptured face reflected by the hood of the car. She smiled drunkenly as heat sizzled through her clit.

He continued to rock back and forth, causing his rod to slide up and down her slit as he used his knob to flick her clit from side to side. Her breathing continued to quicken as the soft texture of his cock's head moved over the hyper-sensitive stalk of her clit. He rolled her long nipple between the joint of his thumb and the first joint of his forefinger. Her elbows pressed in toward one side and against his arm as her shoulders tightened. Her curled toes dug against the earth, and her ass twisted against his hips and abdomen.

Her tush was raised high above her scissored legs, and her back curved down and then upward toward her bunched shoulders. Her orgasm exploded through her recesses and went through her like a flash fire. She cried out at the darkening sky and the flickering stars. Her feet dug into the ground, and her ass bucked against him as her cunt clutched hungrily at his shaft.

The orgasm began to ease, and just as her tremoring body began to relax, he pressed her long clit down and between the lips of his knob. Karen stiffened with a renewed cry. Her clit crystallized in the hot dampness of his cock's mouth, and lightning flashes of overwhelming raptures went through her body. Her mind spun, and she could not tell if she was falling or was still upright.

The orgasm began to ease its impact, and she gasped to catch her breath. Her heart was pounding, and her head swam with vertigo. He continued to swirl the tip of her clit in his knob and thrust down its length to encompass the hot node. He twisted his prick from side to side, and her belly tightened and loosened with the convulsions of her underbelly.

Each orgasm lasted longer and was more intense. Karen had given up trying to think, and she reveled in the ecstasies possessing her. Just as her orgasm peaked, he pulled his head from her clit and arched his hips back. She shook with pleasure at the parting lass of her clit and at the racing pull of his shaft along her lips. He arched his hips back toward her and plunged his tool fully up into her drenched nook. She cried out breathlessly and without volume. Her face was flushed, and her hands slid out from under her.

He moved his hand from her tit, to the center of her chest, and eased her down to the surface of the hood. Her mouth open, she pressed her cheek to the car and twisted her aching tits against it. His fingers held her clit, and he shifted it against the underside of his cock as he sluiced in and out of her cunt's tightening and loosening hold.

Her body slid and twisted atop the hood, and her nipples pulled against the still-warm surface. His muscles had tightened, and the veins stood out in relief from his arms as he churned his trunk in her cunt and pivoted his knob against her cervix. Through blurred eyes, she looked at her reflection in the dark blue of the car and saw her expression of carnal delirium. Her eyes squinted closed, and her opened mouth touched the hood. His fingers knowingly worked her clit against the thrusts and turns of his tool, and her cunt began to spasm again. Her lips pulled against the hood as her mouth widened.

His fingers continuing to nurture the excitement of her clit, he slid up into her until her cunt lips were quivering around the base of his shaft. He twisted his hips from side to side, and her fanny rubbed faster against his abdomen. His one hand busy with her apex, his other hand moved to the back of her head, which he cupped as his fingers slid through her hair. The muscles of his stomach and of his thighs were raised as he maintained a steady tempo with the pumping of his rod.

She slid further onto the hood and went up onto the balls of her feet as her weight was taken off them. Her breathing was ragged, and her pulse beat faster and faster as the quakings of her-snatch began to overpower her. Her body writhed with a primitive rhythm as her orgasms began to come, one on top of the other. Though she was making weak, whimpering noises and could not focus her thoughts nor control the movements of her legs, she continued to massage his cock with the tightenings and loosenings of her cunny. Her arms stretched up above her, and her hands gripped the windshield wipers. Her body began to push up and then down off the hood, her cunt moving back and forth as he continued fucking her.

Her legs straightened, and her toes lifted from the ground. Spread-eagled, her body trembled as she began to come again. His face tightened with his own passion, he quickened the tempo of his movements. Her body jumped as her orgasms linked together and blasted through her. Her flesh was feverish, and her mind clouded. She pushed up onto her elbows as her hands bunched into fists. Her tits lifted from the car, and her face rose toward the sky and the full moon above them. Her scream of fulfillment broke free, and he jerked his cock from the liquid tuggings of her cunt.

His prod heavily lubricated with her juices, he immediately pressed his knob into the aperture of her ass and pushed upward into her rectum. Her body continued to jump as her orgasmic convulsions were prolonged and accelerated. His fingers moved down into her cunt, and the heel of his hand rubbed at her clit.

He twisted and thrust within the tightness of Karen's ass, and the hot flares going through her bowels merged with the contractions and expansions of her underbelly and the frantic pulsings of her clit. She said something, but her words were slurred and her breathing ragged. Her body squirmed against the hood, and her long legs curled back against his hips.

His lips pulled back from his teeth, and his mouth began to widen. The throbbing of his tool was quickening, and his engorged balls slapped against the hot wetness of her cleave.

As the moon rose higher, it became brighter in the clearing. One of her gorgeous legs dropped from his side, and her foot curled atop the bumper. The other foot dropped to it, and she braced her weight on her feet and on her forearms. Her face was strained with the soaring intensity of her raptures as she began to push back and forth to slide up and down the thick trunk of his sex.

He groaned from deep in his chest as the hot grip of her ass tugged the flesh up and down the throbbing meat of his shaft. He looked down to watch her plush ass cheeks glide up and down his length. He slid his one hand down from the back of her head and over her shoulders before dropping it to the hood for support. His knees were threatening to buckle. His body shook with muscle tension as he came closer and closer to climaxing. His teeth were clenched. His hand tightened as he continued stroking her cleave and her clit. His breath was coming in ragged gasps.

"Fuck, but-I-" he said, unable to finish.

His head and shoulders lifted, and he bucked his hips against her fanny. His cock thrust and pulled within the rise and fall of her ass, and he groaned hoarsely as his come strained to break free of his balls.

Karen's fists squeaked against the hood as she turned her hands, and she pushed herself back and forth faster. Her mouth was open and her eyes shut. Her statuesque legs tightened, and her ass held against his loins. Both of them were shaking. He suddenly let out a wrenching cry, and his head snapped upward. His come blasted through him, and his rod began to jerk within her ass. Her shoulders pressed down toward her wrists, and her elbows pushed back in toward her sides. Her cunt gripped at his hand.

The last of his spunk gushed up into her bowels, and his feet began to slide back. His cock popped free, and he dropped back to his knees, then letting himself fall over onto his side. Her arms slid forward, and her feet came free of the car bumper, and Karen sprawled atop the hood as he rolled onto his back on the ground.

After several minutes, he looked up toward her. Her stunning ' legs spread, he was presented with a clear view of her nook. Her juices caught the moonlight.

He pushed himself up and stood getting his bearings for a few moments. Karen pushed up and rolled onto her back. Her body spread out before him, he felt arousal stir anew in his loins. Smiling, he lifted her in his arms and carried her to the cabin.

Later, after showering together, they stretched out on a large water bed.

"Kind of sorry I'm going to be splitting tomorrow," she told him as she fondled his stiffening cock.

"Going to be gone long?" he asked.

"Yeah, got a new job about a thousand miles from here."

"Where at?" he asked, and he grinned broadly when she told him. "Listen, I'm on the road regularly with my job," he said, "and I'm in that area every few months. Probably won't be too long before I'm there again," he added as he stroked her long nipples.

"Like the phone number where I'll be?" she asked.

"You already have a place?"

"I'll be working as a housekeeper, or whatever, at a family estate."

"Yeah, you bet I'd like your number, Karen," he assured her, and they both grinned as they kissed deeply. "These stiff necks you'll be working for?" he asked.

"I only know their name-Torrance," she smiled, and looked down at his hardened tool. "Speaking of stiff ... necks," she grinned as she squeezed his erect cock.

Grinning, he rolled onto his back and moved his hands over her body.

"Mount up?" he asked, and she nodded with exaggerated eagerness.

Karen swung one leg over Guy's hips, and she knelt above the high rise of his prick. Her fingertips moved over his stomach, and she began to lower herself down upon his thick length. He groaned as he felt the quicksand grip of her humid nook surround his cock and then the press of her ass against the tops of his thighs.

The water bed began to shift and roll beneath the knowing movements of their joined bodies.

Approximately a thousand miles away, the full moon illuminated a large, modernistic estate. Inside the master bedroom, Jim and Laura Torrance were starting to undress for bed.