Chapter 7
FUCKING FOURSOME
"No more . .. no more...." Lisa moaned, eyes fixed on the ceiling, trying desperately to get that motel room to stay still. Why, she asked herself, why did that room persist in continually revolving around her aching frame?
"Oh, no, more..." she attempted to lift one leg up, but failed. Her arms-they felt like lead. And her back, every muscle and sinew ached and pained her. She did manage to move her fingers, running them alongside her body. She determined that she was lying flat on her back. A faint smile crossed her lips, realizing that she was on the bed. That unbelievable round-robin of constant sex, it had taken place just about everywhere but on the bed.
The room was mercifully stopping its movement, and her head started to clear. Her eyes still tightly closed, she still determined that she was alone in bed. Now she wondered if it were all over-or was this merely a lull in the sexual war games?
That tongue . . .The tongue of a lesbian ... Lisa tensed her entire body, recalling vividly how that woman had rocked her into the wildest explosion; how she had greedily slurped and sucked and moaned and groaned to feast on every last drop of her love-juice.
That unbelievable chain-reaction ... With her love-juices pouring out of her, her mouth had gone wild on Charley's prick, his thick stuff flooding her mouth. And Tony seemingly went berserk behind her, thrusting his cock-to-ass-hole action to the hilt.
"I'm coming-I'm coming!" The men roared continually.
The women-their mouths much to engrossed-could only grunt and groan their crowning moments.
"I want to go home..." Lisa whimpered, partially opening her eyes and managing to raise her head slightly off the pillow.
"Relax, baby, just relax," she heard Charley's voice purring. "Tony will be right back."
"What's going on?" Lisa blurted out, instantly realizing the foolishness of her statement.
"Just about everything did, baby!" Charley replied. "And you were the star of it all.
"Where-where's everybody else?" Lisa asked, her suspicions mounting. She lifted herself up on her elbows to take in Charley sitting in the easy chair at the foot of the bed. He was now wearing his shorts, but his spend cock-with that enormous, purplish head-sticking out of the fly. "Where did they go?" she repeated, that smug look on his face worrying her.
"Hey, don't tell me you're ready to again!" Charley chuckled, bringing his hand down over his spent reel of meat. "Old Oscar here needs a little time to recoup."
"Where's Tony?" Lisa asked, pushing herself further up on the bed, realizing how sweaty her entire nude frame was. "And that woman? Where is she?"
"I think you really dug the way Shirley ate your pussy out! She's quite good at that. Sorry to say that you won't get a second-time around from Shirley-"
"What are you talking about?"
"Shirley has a very jealous lover at home. A pretty young girl in her early twenties-and Shirley has to be home by a certain time-or there's hell to pay!"
"What did you mean, second time around?" Lisa wanted to know, wondering what else could possibly take place in one night in one motel room. "Answer me! Tony said this was to be the only time-"
"Tonight, baby," Charley shrugged, getting on his feet, his spent cock still protruding through the fly of his shorts. "But the night is still far from over. "Listen, just relax, huh....Tony had to take Shirley home ... " He purposely paused, a lewd grin crossing his face. "And then he had to pick up some little friends of his. It may not exactly be your cup of tea, but then again, you might really dig the scene."
"What are you talking about?" Lisa strained, managing now to sit up on the bed, her hands crossed over her love-mound.
"Oh, don't cover that beautiful snatch," he implored. "Just looking at it-my rod will get hard again in no time. I'd kin da like to throw you a fast fuck before they get back-"
"They?"
"Relax, baby, relax ... " Charley purred, now hovering over the side of the bed, his hand running up the length of one leg. "Oh, I love the sight of a red-haired cunt-"
"Who is Tony bringing?" Lisa's voice demanded to know. "How far can this madness go?"
"What madness?" Charley chuckled, his fingers now playing about her bush of red hair heavily matted with sweat, spit and semen. "It's all fun and games. We're just having a ball. Haven't you heard? Sex is supposed to be fun!"
Lisa closed her eyes, realizing she could not stop Charley's fingers toying with her snatch. But she did not want to watch it.
Sex is supposed to be fun ... the phrase ran continually through her mind. Until yesterday afternoon, sex had always been a very frightening, sometimes even dirty word, other than that in the norm with one's husband.
The norm ... what had exploded into reality within those four walls about her was certainly far from the normal. Until now, they were distant scientific terms, seemingly used by psychiatrists to describe sick and perverted people. Her mind recreated the mental image of the action that had taken place in that room, that very night. She had been furiously working her mouth up and down on Charley's cock-while that woman's tongue slithered about within her pussy-and Tony's cock thundered in and out of her ass-hole.
Lisa's mind methodically boiled it all down to the scientific terms applied by those so-called sexual experts.
Fellatio....
Cunnihngus....
Analcostus....
"So cut and dried ... " she inwardly murmured, squirming under the touch of Charley's fingers starting to explore her vagina. But in a motel room with three clawing animal types, it just isn't so cut and dried as fellatio, cunnilingus and anal coitus In a motel room it has its own way of hitting rock-bottom-the gutter. And she had to admit to herself that she had been caught up in the perverted fury of it all. While it was happening, she was no better than Tony, Charley or that woman with the highly educated tongue. No, in that motel room, the scientific terms did not apply.
"Oh, don't-" she groaned, feeling two of his fingers jab deeply into her love-slit. In polite circles, Lisa told herself, what Charley was doing might very well be termed sexual foreplay. But in that motel room, it wasn't so polite. Face it, girl, she told herself, biting her lower lip. This big ape is fingering your cunt! That's what he's doing, girl-he's fingering the living shit out of your snatch! That's the way it is, she shrugged, and what went on before with a full house of sexual participants was down-to-the-gutter cocksucking, cunt-lapping and ass-hole-fucking!
That's what it was all about-and that trio had surely managed to bring her down to their level. Stop kidding yourself, girl, she inwardly leveled with herself. "You were in on all that damn perverted cocksucking, cunt-lapping and ass-hole-fucking-and you really got caught up in it. Maybe you weren't a willing beginner-but you sure as hell were more than willing once it got underway. Her mouth slobbering on cock-her ass-hole jam-packed with throbbing prick-her cunt royally treated to that woman's tongue-she loved every bit of it; she had to stop lying to herself.
Punishment?
Punishment for what she had lead her son into? Sure, but that was the brand of punishment she would be more than willing to take from here on in.
"Hey, easy-" she gasped, yanked out of her thoughts by the fact that Charley was actually trying to shove his whole fist up her snatch. "What the hell you trying to do to me?"
"Look what the hell you've done to me!" Charley roared, plopping all those fingers out of her snatch and grabbing his cast-iron cock. "Hey, old Oscar is ready to ride again!" he yelled, aiming that enormously thick head of purplish meat in the direction of her love-mound. "Shit, we might just as well fuck up a storm until they get back," he matter-of-factly informed her, roughly bringing his knees down on the edge of the bed. "Bring that snatch over here and I'll fuck the living shit out of it!"
"Easy' does it-" she tried to hold back his attack. "You're too damned rough!"
"Whatsa matter, society-broad? Are you too damned good for me? If my cock was good enough for your mouth-it sure as hell is good enough .for your cunt! Now spread those legs real wide and let's get at some good old-fashioned screwing!"
"Wait a moment, damn you!" Lisa roared back, feeling the head of his cock impatiently bang at the start of her flaming snatch. "Okay, okay ... you want to have sex-"
"Fuck!" he interrupted. "That's what I want to do until they get here! Lady, I wanna fuck you!" he roared, moving savagely into the opened V area of her thighs. "Have sex-is for society folks," he lewdly chuckled.
"Okay!" she yelled, holding him back. "Fuck it is!" she roared, telling herself that if the night was actually far from over for her-since Tony seemed to be out finding more sexual participants-she would get the ultimate out of it. She would play out a number of things the darkest reaches of her mind had only fantasied so far in her seemingly straight-and-narrow life. "I'm more than ready to fuck-"
"Then let's get at it-" Charley countered, one hand guiding his cock toward her moist slit, the other hand sneaking up under her ass-hole. "Let's fuck up a storm!"
"My way!" she yelled, pushing him backward. "My way!"
"Your way?" he dumbly questioned, straining the workings of his brain to understand what was happening to this woman before his very eyes. "What are you talking about?"
"Just lie flat on your back ... " she whimpered, "and let that cock stand up like a flagpole..." she went on, wondering if that was really her mouthing those brazen commands. It was her all right-she knew that was a certainty, and her boldness grew. "And then, mister, I'll work my cunt up and down over your meat! How does that sound to you?"
"Man, that's wild," he groaned, watching her get up on her knees, signaling him to lie flat on his back. "You're a barrel of surprises," he moaned, obediently flattening his back on the rumpled bedsheets and spreading his legs widely apart. "Where'n the hell did a regular broad like you learn about this kind of fucking?"
"There's a first time for everything," she informed him, her hands prying his legs even further apart. "Now first I'll lubricate that flagpole-meat of yours with a little spit," she went on, quickly running her opened mouth over the straightforward jutting head, moistening it thoroughly with her spit.
"Oh, man, I'm already about to explode!"
"Hang on," she calmly replied, wiping her bps with the back of her hand. "I think I'm suddenly in the mood to lower my cunt over your cock a few million times."
"You sure you've never done it this way before?" he asked, watching the well-defined female straddle him, widening her snatch area directly above the upward jut of his cock. "You sure as hell look like you know what your doing."
"Instinct," she smugly replied, her fingers prying the lips of her cunt apart, preparing to lower the gap over that enormous cockhead. "Pure instinct...."
Lisa recalled the times she had masturbated, using either fingers, bananas, cucumbers-and yes, once even a flashlight-with her eyes fixed on those certain photos from that Swedish marriage manual she had purchased. The one her doctor had actually recommended. Those certain photos with the descriptive passages in that scientific jargon ... The Female-Superior Positions In Coitus. Lisa attempted to recall how many years ago....Sometime fairly early in their marriage she had discussed going to a marriage expert or at least studying one of those manuals-anything to bring an added dimension to their marital bed.
John would have nothing to do with that "Lewd and dirty business." She then knew she could not show him the marriage manual she had already purchased, How often had she masturbated while watching those photos-especially The Female-superior Positions In Coitus? She couldn't possibly have an accurate count. Not that it really mattered. Expertly starting to work her pried-apart cunt over the cockhead, she tried to remember how long ago she had burned that manual and all the favorite photos she had torn out of it. So long ago ... it didn't really matter.
"Oh, man!" Charley roared, feeling her cunt expertly glide down his flagpole-positioned cock. "Oh, man, that's the greatest ever!" he roared, feeling her love-mound actually slam all the way down over his throbbing meat. "Man, you are the greatest ever! Fuck me, you hot bitch, fuck me!"
"Like riding a bicycle ... " she inwardly whispered. "Sooner or later, it all comes back to you ... even from the fantasy..."
"What are you saying?"
"Just stay deathly still-" she smugly informed him. "I'll do all the fucking there is to do around here."
"Real still. . . , " she cooed, riding her cunt upward, letting it linger over that thick head of his meat. "Real still ... " she repeated, tightening her grip underneath his hairy buttocks, her fingers digging into the flesh of his ass-hole. "Real still
"Oh, slam it down!" he roared, starting to squirm. "You're driving me crazy!"
"Stay still-" she warned him, digging her nails into his ass-hole. "I told you-I'll do all the fucking there is to do."
"Oh, man-" he trembled.
"How does it feel?" she asked. "Is the head of your cock on fire?"
"Oh, it sure as hell is..." he quivered.
"Now get ready, mister, because I'm going to give you some very expert 'Female-superior Positioning In Coitus'. "
"Huh-what the hell you talking about?"
"In short and sweet motel room talk-I am going to fuck the living shit out of you-"
And with that, she rammed her pussy savagely down the long length of hard cock, actually feeling her body thud against his balls. She drew a new measure of encouragement from that deep guttural cry that he managed to let out, and she pistoned her wide-open snatch furiously up and down the flagpole of living, breathing, on-fire cock.
"Oh, do it!" he finally managed to roar. "Oh, do it, you bitch! Drive me out of my fucking mind!"
That wouldn't take much, you stupid idiot ... she smugly told herself, brining her cunt-to-cock thrusts to a slow-walk to purposely tease him.
"Oh, don't stop-" he begged. "Oh, keep it going until I explode-"
"Like I told you, ' she smugly countered, "I'm in charge of the fucking around here, mister."
"Bravo!" she heard Tony Mondor's voice call out behind her. "Look at her swing into action," he added, playfully applauding her as he entered the room. She turned to watch him, her snatch safely over Charley's flag-poled meat.
"Oh, don't stop on our account," he shrugged. "The kids might really enjoy watching such a pro operate."
"The kids...."
"But what kids!" Tony countered, beckoning Tricia and Andy into the room, and quickly locking the door behind them. "You should watch them fuck! You could actually learn a thing or two from them!"
"But-but they're so young-" Lisa swayed, suddenly aware of the painful portion of hard cock jutting up into her slobbering cunt. "They're kids.... "
"Who love to fuck!" Tony gleefully concluded.
"Oh, wow!" the gangly, freckle-faced fifteen year old boy moaned, moving over closer to the bed. "I've never seen a broad over a guy bke that ... wow, you mean, she works her cunt up and down over his cock-instead of the other way around?"
"That's the way it goes, Andy-my-boy."
"Hey, tell her to do it," Andy implored Tony, the boy's hand instantly playing with the bulge of his skintight dungarees. "Wow, would I love to see that!"
"Yeah, me too!" Tricia chimed in, now standing directly behind her teenaged boyfriend. "She must be real experienced!" she added, her trembling hand suddenly swinging around to grope Andy's bulge.
Andy's bulge. "Well, c'mon, Lisa-baby...." Tony smugly shrugged. "You've heard about the need for sex education for youngsters. Why don't you give these kids a real education?" he chuckled, playfully patting her on the ass.
"Why not?" Lisa shrugged. "If this is the way you want it-might just as well live it up. But where did you find these kids-"
"What's the difference?" Tony cut her off. "Now give us a real show, Let's see if you really know how to fuck a cock."
"Yeah, do it," the lanky fifteen year-old boy pleaded, "I've never seen anything like this!"
"Neither has Timmy ... " she uttered softly. "Neither has he...."
"C'mon, girl!" Tony urged her, his hand caressing her buttocks. "Give us a real show."
"Please-" Charley begged. "I'm about to burst at the seams with that snatch over my cock!"
"Okay," Lisa tightlipped." I'll give the kids a real show," she informed Tony. She tugged Tricia's hand away from Andy's crotch to get a good feel of the boy's hardening cock through those tight dungarees. "Who knows-I might enjoy making this young thing my number two fucking spree."
"Like-crazy!" Andy beamed. "I've always wanted to find out what an older woman would be like."
"Hey, how about me?" Tricia pouted, tugging Lisa's hand away from the boy's bulging crotch and replacing it with hers. "Andy's supposed to be my date."
"Tricia-baby," Tony informed her by way of sticking a hand up under her miniskirt. "I've got a one-pound jar of vaseline handy to get your little snatch ready to take my cock-and if that's not enough to lubricate it, I'll get a case of the crap!"
"Sounds real groovy, Tony! But I think Andy did a pretty good job of opening me up a little more. You might not have to use as much vaseline as you think."
"I can hardly wait, Tricia-baby..." Tony moaned, his hand still playing search-and-thrill games underneath her mini.
"Dammit!" Tricia angrily roared. "Don't you ever call me baby again! I want to vomit every time Daddy calls me that! Baby-Tricia-Tricia-Baby-" she mimicked her father. "Well, I'm not a baby any more."
"Oh, I'll buy that-" Tony nodded, sliding fingers underneath her sheer little panties. "I'll buy a lot of that!"
"C'mon, fuck my cock!" Charley roared. "I can't stand it anymore-"
"Here goes-" Lisa tightened, spreading her thighs and suddenly gyrating her cunt wildly up and down over Charley's flag-poled meat. "Hey, watch me fuck a cock!" she roared, throwing all her inhibitions to the winds. "Watch me do a hang-up job-" she stressed, her fingers digging wildly into the crack of his ass. "This is called the female-superior position," she smugly informed Tricia and Andy. "And it sure as hell feels superior to be in charge of a cock," she groaned, not missing a beat of her maddening cunt-to-cock action. "Hey-hey, just look at me go!"
"Oh, wow!" Andy roared, pulling Tricia's hand away from his crotch to nervously unzip his fly. "My cock's about to tear through my pants!"
"Then whip it out!" Lisa wet her lips, the animal in her now totally in charge. "Hey, all of you-get the fuck out of your clothes or I'll stop the show!"
"Hey, hey..." Tony shook his head, "the monster within her has been unleashed...."
"Get those fucking clothes off-" she roared, pulling one hand away from Charley's ass-hole to get a quick feel of Andy's slim-jim hard cock at the very moment he managed to tug it out of those skintight dungarees. "Hey, this feels real good-" she wet her lips, her hand stroking Andy's beautifully circumcised cock.
"Just like his ... " she whispered, saliva dripping out of the corner of her lips as she thought of her son's eager, young cock. "Just like it.... "
"Well, you heard her-" Tony informed the youngsters while he hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt. "I think the lady's exact words were: get those fucking clothes off!"
"Shit-yeah!" the fifteen year old boy gleefully roared, quickly unbuckling his thick leather belt. It only took him seconds to fling his loafers across the room. like most boys that age, he wore no socks. In a matter of seconds, he was tugging downward on those formfitting dungarees.
"Oh, that's beautiful!" Lisa sighed, eyeing the boy's thin frame with the much too small jockey shorts clinging to them. "What a pretty picture," she added, still working her snatch up and down on Charley's cock. "Oh, yes," she wet her lips, appreciating the way his long hard cock protruded through the opening of his much too tight jockey shorts.
"I win!" Andy called out, playfully spreading his arms out, displaying his total nudity.
"I'm right behind you," Tony replied, working down to his socks and shorts. "Hey, Tricia, get at it!"
"Or we'll do it for you," Andy chuckled.
"I can take my own fucking clothes off, thank you," Tricia informed them, now down to her baby-blue bikini panties and junior bra.
Lisa thought it was all so natural, the way this girl swore. When she had been that age, she had thought of that word quite often, but was too frightened to ever use it.
Lisa suddenly stopped short, her pried-apart cunt entirely over that ramrod prick. Her eyes went directly to Tricia's lightly-haired snatch, just as the girl tugged down her panties.
"Hey, don't stop now-" Charley pleaded, groaning his urgency.
Speechless, Lisa's hand seemed to be moving totally on its own, on a very direct path to that moist little slit. Unable to stop herself, she worked a finger up and down the length of it-everyone watching her every movement.
"Oh, I'm almost ready to come!" Charley painfully groaned, grotesquely flat on his back in a spread-eagled position. "Oh, fuck me, you bitch!"
"Hey, Charley," Tony's voice teased. "You'll have to wait. It seems our Miss Society-broad has taken a sudden liking to Tricia's young cunt. Maybe she'll tongue it-just like Shirley did it to her."
"Go fuck yourself!" Lisa suddenly roared at Tony, quickly pulling her finger away from the tender young pussy. "Now everybody watch while I finish this cock off!" she yelled, trying desperately to get her mind off her strange desire to taste that young snatch. "Hey, watch me fuck," she repeated over and over again. "Just watch me fuck...." she sighed, pistoning her cunt furiously up and down the flag-poled prick. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck..." she moaned, not wanting to think of the word or process or whatever of one woman's desire to suck another woman's pussy. And then-a young girl's snatch, at that.
"Oh, I'm coming!" Charley proclaimed. "I'm coming-I'm coming-I'm coming-"
"Wow-oh, wow!" Andy moaned, wide-eyed at the fantastic sight.
"Fuck-fuck-fuck!" Lisa cried out again and again, the animal within her really wanting to lewdly proclaim: Suck-suck-suck! Suck that young pussy!
"I'll be dead for a month," Charley announced, watching Lisa pull her cunt up off his totally-spent cock. "I ain't never had a woman fuck me like that-" he praised Lisa, slowly managing to roll off the bed and stand on wobbly feet. "I'll just be content to sit and watch for a while," he breathed heavily, walking uneasily to the chair and slumping down in it. "Oh, my poor aching cock...."
"One down-and how many more to go?" Tony asked Lisa, playfully patting her buttocks.
"What's the name of the next game, honey? You sure as hell won the right to call the shots."
"They're so pretty..." Lisa sighed, eyes traveling back and forth from Tricia and Andy. "I don't understand why I ... " she hesitated.
"Don't try to understand," Tony softly replied, his eyes meeting hers fully. "Enjoy-enjoy...."
"Yes ... " Lisa nodded, sensing a sincerity in Tony's voice for the very first time. "Yes..." she repeated, slowly arching her legs to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Enjoy-enjoy..." Tony repeated.
"Yes ... " Lisa kept nodding, her hands moving outward, one to cup Andy's beautifully low-slung balls that seemed to be almost hairless; while the other hand moved surely to Tricia's young pussy.
"Enjoy-enjoy..." Tony encouraged her, hovering over her, his hands firmly caressing the lushness of her breasts.
Lisa moved her left hand up from the boy's smooth balls to fully stroke that long, slim cock. Automatically, a finger of her right hand plied the full length of that fantastic young cunt. The finger probed a little deeper, working continually back and forth, seemingly in time with the groaning sound coming from the girl's throat. Lisa was forced to smile, a wild thought crossing her mind. She asked herself the ridiculous question: was there possibly a way that she might actually suck that young pussy and that slim-jim teenaged cock at the very same moment? Of course, she knew that she could quickly alternate: first tasting young cock, and then young pussy ... but it certainly wasn't possible to savor the two delights at the very same moment.
"Down on your knees," Tony ordered Lisa, his hand cupping the back of her head. "We'll just gather around and you can taste all the goodies!"
"I thought you said I could name the game?" Lisa smiled, gladly getting down on her knees.
"Sure, baby, sure ... but this will just help you decide," he beamed back at her.
"Why not?" Lisa shrugged, kneeling before a semi-circle of Tony and the two youngsters. "Nothing like tasting the merchandise first."
"Hey, lady, please suck my cock!" Andy cried out. "Tricia don't dig that scene.
"She will in time," Lisa knowingly replied, working one hand back and forth from Tony's mature cock to the boy's young meat. "All in good time," she moaned, enjoying the finger-work up and down the short length of your prick.
"C'mon, please suck my cock!" Andy brazenly continued. "I really dig that scene."
"Young ladies first," Lisa slyly replied, flicking her tongue out and moving directly toward that young love-mound. "I've just got to try this-or die!"
"Nobody wants you to die," Tony shrugged, pushing her head up even closer to the young girl's snatch-area. "Now work that tongue right up and down on that fantastic young snatch. You'll find that young snatch has a taste all its own-absolutely nothing like it."
Lisa nervously flicked her tongue quickly up and down the young love-slit, her groaning ecstasy instantly intermingling with the sound of glee coming from Tricia. Encouraged, Lisa squatted further down on her knees, directly before the shrine of young cunt. She brought her hands up behind the girl, hooking them into those lush young buttocks, instantly enjoying the feel of her delightfully young, almost hairless ass-hole. Lisa showed her appreciation by digging her tongue further and further into the very core of the young pussy.
"Oh, that feels so groovy-" Tricia tightened, almost automatically bringing her hands up to the back of the older woman's head. "Oh, so groovy!"
"Better than how I ate your pussy out?" Tony teased the girl, playfully running his hands over her hard-as-rocks budding breasts. "Which way do you dig it better?"
"Both great-" Tricia managed to groan, feeling that tongue searching within the very core of her.
"Wow, what a sight!" Andy cried out, suddenly stroking his slim-jim cock at a rapid rate.
"Hey, don't shoot yet," Tony warned him, pulling the boy's hand away from the hard tool. "Here, I,ll show you how to jerk that young cock off nice and easy," he beamed, taking the boy's cock in his hand.
"Let me jerk yours off," Andy replied, instantly taking Tony's enormously long and thick reel of cock in both of his hands. "Wow, that sure is a fantastically big hunk of meat!"
"You're getting there yourself, young man," Tony shrugged.
"Well, it looks like I'm going to have to do something about you two boys," Lisa shuddered, finally tearing her face away from Tricia's love-mound. "So who's first?"
"Why not together?" Tony asked. "Standing real close together, you squeeze the two cocks together-and you get a double-load of cock in your mouth, Honey!"
"Groovy!" Andy cried out. "Real groovy."
"Why not. . . " Lisa shrugged. "Why the hell not?" It would be like Andy stated it in the words of the now generation: "Groovy ... real groovy-" Going, back in time a little, she thought of another expression to cover the sexual spree about to swing into high gear:
Around and around she goes-and where she stops, nobody knows!
Lisa no longer really gave a damn. She was too busy trying to stuff a boy's cock and a man's prick in her mouth at the same time, while much to her surprise, Tricia was busily fingering her grownup pussy, seemingly intrigued with it.
Oh, that tongue ... that precious young tongue ... oh, how beautifully it slithered in and out of her moist pussy....
Lisa wanted to vocalize her gratitude-but she could hardly do that ... not while those two fantastic cocks-one boy, one man-were so beautifully parked within her mouth.
And those hands so firmly on her breasts-Charley was back in the game.
What did Andy say? "Groovy ... real groovy!"
Around and around she goes-and where she stops-nobody knows....