Chapter 2
Lorrie breezed into the Four Corners the following evening with a perfectly satisfied smile on her lovely face. She had been well fucked the night before and seemed to glow all over with a special radiance that only a night of hot fucking could bring. The men at the Four Corners seemed to notice that radiance. She seemed to emanate a warmth that went straight to their balls. Lorrie knew that she was having a particularly powerful effect on everyone that night, and she made the most of the situation.
Lorrie pretended to ignore the pinches and pats on the ass, although she was thoroughly enjoying the attention she was getting from the truckers. She was getting a lot of attention from Ronnie too, and she tried as hard as she could to ignore him. He seemed to be after her more than ever before, whispering nasty suggestions in her ear and letting his hands fall on her whenever possible. She considered putting a stop to his flirting, but there was something pathetic about the way he kept after her that changed her mind.
The kid seemed desperate for her to pay attention to him. Perhaps it was the warmth that Duke and the night of hot fucking had left her with that made her feel so understanding that particular evening. Or perhaps she was beginning to feel sorry for the hopelessly infatuated boy. Whatever the reason, Lorrie thought that perhaps he deserved some attention.
Lorrie sneaked into the kitchen during a break and sidled up to the boy beside his sink. He looked up at her and seemed scared to death all of a sudden. She supposed that he couldn't quite believe that she was standing so close to him. With a sexy smile on her pretty face she rubbed up against him and whispered in his ear.
"What's gotten into you lately, Ronnie?" she asked softly.
"Huh? I ... I dunno...." the kid stumbled, unable to look the lovely girl in the eye.
"I think I know, darling!" she said in a honeyed voice. "I think you're all hot and bothered! Isn't that right, Ronnie?"
"Uh ... well ... I ... I guess so...." the kid rasped, his cock already starting to rise in his pants.
"I thought so, darling! You know, Ronnie, it's pretty obvious that I turn you on! You've been after me for a long time! Sometimes you're a pain in the ass!" she said teasingly.
"H-how do you mean, Lorrie?" the kid asked nervously, feeling her warm body up against his.
"Well, Ronnie, you obviously want me, hut you've always been afraid to come right out and ask for some! Isn't that right?" she said, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Well ... I guess so ... I mean ... uh ... sure I want you...." the kid said, swallowing hard.
"I thought so, Ronnie," she said. "I'm really not hard to get, darling. All you have to do is grow up to be big and strong like Duke," she smiled, enjoying her teasing.
"But ... uh ... I'm already sixteen...." he said nervously.
"I know, Ronnie. But you act like a little boy sometimes. You should learn to be more direct, like Duke! You know, Ronnie, I might just go out with you sometime if you play your cards right. After all, you're not much younger than I am. It wouldn't be like contributing to your delinquency if I went out with'you. I might even enjoy it!" she said, feeling more and more mischievous all the time.
"Gosh, Lorrie! You ... you really mean it?" Ronnie asked in amazement, his heart racing in his chest.
"Of course I mean it! Do you think you could show me a good time?" she asked with a glimmer in her eye.
"Uh ... I ... I guess so!" the kid said, his nuts aching more and more by the second.
Ronnie's idea of showing Lorrie a good time was sinking his hard cock into her tight wet cunt. He had no idea how to go about doing it, but he had every intention of trying. Just the thought of fucking the most beautiful and sexiest girl in the world was enough to make his cock jerk like a jackhammer in his tight jeans.
Lorrie had no intention of letting the kid get into her pants. She only wanted to let him take her out, perhaps to a movie or some other activity that wouldn't necessarily lead to a romp in bed. As far as she knew, Ronnie didn't even have a bed to take her to. He lived with his aunt. It wasn't that Ronnie was particularly repulsive. In fact, the kid wasn't bad-looking at all. It was just that she was pretty sure that he wouldn't be able to measure up to her high standards in the sack, at least not the way Duke did.
"Ronnie, darling, I want you to walk up to me like a man and ask me to go out with you! Do you understand?" she smiled wickedly. "I want you to make the move all by yourself! I'll give you a few minutes to get control of yourself. Is that all right with you?"
"Shit yeah!" Ronnie said excitedly, his rod throbbing with anticipation.
Ronnie was glad he was wearing his apron to hide the big fat hard-on that jerked and throbbed in his tight pants. He tingled all over as he stared at the luscious girl who was soon to be his, or so he thought. His cock wanted to tear right out of his pants and push through her dress to find her juicy wet cunt. He wanted to throw her to the floor right then and there and screw her with all his might.
"Ronnie? Are you listening?" she asked, noting the boy's glassy eyes.
"Uh-huh...." he replied.
"I'm going back out to do my duty, darling. I want you to ask me for a date like a real man in a few minutes!" she smiled, turning and walking away with a careful wiggle of her fine young ass. "See you later, handsome!" she said, loudly enough for the cook to hear.
Ronnie had a real problem now. He had to find some place to take Lorrie, some place where he could fuck her in the style to which she no doubt was accustomed. He couldn't take her home to his aunt's house. He didn't know anybody who had his own apartment. He didn't have enough money for a motel room. In fact he didn't have any money at all, having spent the last of it on a new rear wheel for his motorcycle.
It suddenly dawned on him that there really was a place he could take her, not a particularly comfortable place to be sure, but at least a place with a bed. There was a bike trail out in the woods along the river where some of the guys went occasionally. It was isolated and there was an old cabin out there where some of the guys took their chicks. Maybe if he brought along some clean sheets he could make it suitable for Lorrie.
"Uh ... Lorrie...." Ronnie said nervously when he had had a chance to formulate his plans.
"Yes, Ronnie!" she said, wheeling about and touching the kid lightly on the cheek.
"Uh ... do you wanna go for a ride on my cycle?" he asked weakly, suddenly feeling that the idea really wasn't very appealing.
"On your cycle?" Lorrie asked, watching the boy's eyes falling. "Well ... sure, Ronnie! If that's what you want to do! It might be fun!" she said, not wanting to hurt his feelings. "Is your bike big enough for both of us?" she smiled.
"Sure it is! It's a three-fifty!" the kid said proudly.
"A three-fifty! My goodness! I had a boy friend once who had a bike! It was as big as a locomotive, Ronnie! I haven't been on a bike in a long time! I think I'll really have fun!" she said, warming inside as Ronnie beamed with joy.
"Tomorrow's Saturday, Lorrie. How 'bout two o'clock tomorrow?" Ronnie asked, his head swimming with excitement.
"Let me see ... two o'clock...." she said, her finger to her lips. "That should be fine, Ronnie. But I'll have to be home by eight. I promised Duke that Id ... well ... I promised that I'd see him, shall we say!" she laughed.
Ronnie thought about her meeting Duke later that evening. He wondered how she could possibly want to see Duke after he was done with her. As far as Ronnie knew her cunt would be too sore when he got done with her to take Duke's dick. He intended to fuck her until she dropped.
Lorrie was ready for her young admirer the next afternoon when he rode up in front of her apartment. He tried to make as much noise as possible in the drive. Far from impressed, Lorrie could hardly control her laughter as she stood by her window looking down at the kid. He seemed awfully impressed with himself now, a far cry from the nervous state he had been in the day before.
The kid had broken half the dishes in the Four Corners by the time his shift had ended.
Lorrie thought about just sitting there in her living room and waiting until Ronnie came like a gentleman to get her. Unfortunately, she knew that she would probably have had to wait forever for that. Resigning herself to an afternoon of motorcycling with a sixteen-year-old kid, Lorrie sauntered outside and up to the horny young bike rider.
Lorrie looked unbelievably beautiful to Ronnie in her thin blue slacks and tight top. She was like a vision in a wet dream. Her tits swelled beautifully in her silky top, straining against the nearly transparent material. She wasn't wearing a bra either. Her nipples peaked the material of her garment, the little points standing out clearly as if they were already hard.
Ronnie was hard already, his young cock extending down the leg of his pants. He hadn't jacked off in a long time and his balls were swelling with youthful excitement. Just watching Lorrie glide across the driveway and up to his bike was almost enough to make his cock shoot off. He was afraid that he might shoot off before he even had a chance to drive his dick into her hot seething cunt.
Actually, Lorrie's cunt wasn't seething at all that afternoon. She was willing to spend the afternoon on the back of the kid's bike, but his motorcycle engine was the only thing she wanted to feel throbbing between her legs.
"Here, Lorrie. You'll need this helmet," Ronnie said, handing her a helmet painted with bright designs.
"You really must want us to be seen, Ronnie!" she said with a smile.
"Gosh, Lorrie, everybody's gonna see us anyway with you on my bike!" the kid said proudly.
Lorrie threw her long leg over the seat and wrapped her arms around his waist. She felt his stomach muscles tighten beneath his T-shirt when she clasped her hands around him. She felt the boy suck in his breath and felt the bike lurch forward. She held him more tightly as they accelerated. He was trying awfully hard, she knew, to make his bike behave like a mean machine. It all seemed silly to her, silly enough to make a warm smile spread over her lovely face.
Lorrie didn't know it at the time, but her arms around Ronnie's waist were making him horny beyond belief. His dick threatened to tear a hole in his pants. His cock was already dripping pre-seminal fluid, fluid that made a wet spot at the end of his cock-bulge. He sure hoped she wouldn't let her hand fall to the swelling bulge of his cock.
Lorrie didn't notice that her date was physically embarrassed until she craned her neck to shout in his ear. She wondered exactly where Ronnie was planning to take her. She had expected a ride in the country, but they had been in the country for a long time already and he seemed to be on his way to somewhere.
"I thought we'd go down to the bike trail by the river, Lorrie! It's a nice quiet place where we can be alone!" Ronnie said in a low voice, a voice he was obviously trying hard to control.
"Alone? Well ... all right, Ronnie. I suppose we can talk if you want to...." Lorrie said, beginning to get the impression that Ronnie wanted to do more than just talk.
Lorrie knew what the kid had in mind when she looked down and saw the bulge of his throbbing hard-on. She saw the damp spot where his cock had been oozing pre-cum. She knew that he had to have been hard and horny for a long time for his pants to be so wet. She felt sorry for him, sorry because she still had no intention of giving the kid anything more than a few minutes of her time and some feminine warmth and understanding, but no pussy.
They stirred up quite a cloud of dust when Ronnie turned off the main road and headed down a dusty country lane. He turned again and headed off into the woods. Lorrie had a sense of isolation, as if the outside world had been completely left behind. She felt the woods closing in on her. The trail was well worn, but she didn't hear any more bike engines in the stillness. The trail was lined with beer cans which seemed to increase in profusion the deeper they got into the woods. It wasn't long before they pulled up in front of a ramshackle old cabin.
"Well, here we are, Lorrie! You like it?" Ronnie asked proudly, turning off his engine.
"Like it? Well ... I don't know, Ronnie! What is it?" she said, wondering exactly what the kid had in mind.
"It's just a place where some of the guys bring their chicks. You know," he said, his voice falling slightly.
"Oh. Well ... that's very nice ... I guess...." she said, surveying the scene and wondering why anyone would bring a girl to a place like that. "Now that I've seen it don't you think we should be getting back. It's been nice riding with you, Ronnie. Really," she said, but not very convincingly she realized.
"Uh ... don't you want to go inside?" the kid asked nervously.
"Inside? Oh ... I suppose we could, Ronnie. If you really want me to," she said, getting the impression that the dump meant something to him.
Lorrie noticed when they dismounted that Ronnie's hard-on hadn't gone down a bit. He walked stiff-legged over to the door and opened it for her, holding it open and motioning for her to enter. She did so a bit hesitantly, being careful not to brush against the kid's hard cock-bulge when she moved past him. She thought it best to ignore his state of obvious excitement.
"My goodness, Ronnie! All the comforts of home! That is if you live in a junkyard!" she laughed.
"But ... uh ... the sheets are clean...." Ronnie said, pointing to the bed that seemed to be the focal point of the room.
"That's right, Ronnie. The sheets are the only things that are clean around here!" she said in a low voice. "I wonder why!"
"I changed 'em myself yesterday!" Ronnie said, his eyes glittering.
"Are you trying to tell me something, Ronnie?" she" asked, glancing down at the hard-on that extended down the leg of his pants.
"Uh ... well ... I guess so, Lorrie ... I mean ... uh ... that is why we came here ... isn't it?" the kid rasped.
"Certainly not!" she said, putting her hands on her curvaceous hips.
"Huh? Gosh, Lorrie! I ... I thought we were gonna...." he stumbled.
"Maybe you thought so, darling, but you've got another think coming!" she said, leaving no doubt that she meant what she said. .
"You mean you're not gonna let me...." the boy said, his cock throbbing in his jeans.
"I'm not going to let you fuck me! Did I say I was going to do that, Ronnie? Did I?" she asked sharply.
"Well ... uh ... not really ... but everybody knows what you do when you go out with a guy!" Ronnie said, staring into the luscious girl's glittering eyes.
"Oh really!" she said defiantly. "Is my private life so public?" she said, knowing perfectly well that the kid was right.
"I ... I didn't mean that...." he shrugged. "But ... uh ... everybody knows that you like to fuck and stuff!"
"That may be, Ronnie, but what makes you so sure I'd get it on with you? After all, you're not exactly my type! You're ... well ... you're too young!" she said, feeling somewhat sorry for the horny kid.
"You ... you said you'd go out with me, Lorrie!" Ronnie said.
"I am out with you!" she said calmly.
"Come on, Lorrie! Please let me! I ... I'm all worked up! I been waitin' for this for months!" Ronnie pleaded.
Lorrie looked into Ronnie's glittering eyes and saw real desperation there. It was obvious to Lorrie now that she meant more to the kid than she had realized at first. She hated to crush his hopes and his self-image by refusing him flatly. He wasn't such a bad kid after all, she decided. He wasn't bad-looking either, in a boyish kind of way. Perhaps it would be fun to give him a tumble.
Lorrie had gotten used to being taken by big strong men. She had gotten used to playing the submissive role in sex. She was aggressive in attracting her men, but once in bed she usually gave herself up completely to her man's whims. With Ronnie she would have to take the role of sex instructor. She would be in control completely, unless his passions got out of hand.
The more Lorrie thought about teaching Ronnie a thing or two about fucking the more attractive the idea seemed. She didn't suppose the boy could satisfy her the way her truckers could, but at least he could give her little pussy a good tickle. She was beginning to feel a little horny herself.
"Ronnie, have you ever done anything with a girl?" she smiled, her pussy warming.
"Well ... uh ... I ... sure...." he rasped. "Sure I have!"
"What exactly did you do, lover?" she asked softly.
"Well ... uh ... gosh, Lorrie! You don't really want me to tell you that do you?" the kid struggled, blushing uncontrollably.
"I don't see why not, Ronnie! Are you embarrassed, little boy?" she teased.
"Hell no! I ain't embarrassed!" he said, daring to look straight into Lorrie's mysterious and beautiful eyes.
"I hope not, Ronnie! I mean, after all, if you're going to take me to bed you have nothing to hide from me!" Lorrie smiled, knowing that her smile of acceptance would melt the kid's balls.
"Oh wow! You mean you're gonna let me?" Ronnie rasped.
"I might, Ronnie. But first you'll have to tell me the truth. I want to know exactly what you've done with girls," she said.
"Well ... I ... I guess I haven't really done much...." the kid said, looking down at his feet.
"Haven't you had the opportunity to get into a girl's pants?" she asked softly. "You're not bad-looking, Ronnie. Surely some girl would be interested in giving you what you want!"
"I ... I wanted you!" Ronnie rasped. "I don't want nobody but you!" he said, his eyes blazing with sexual fire.
"Really, Ronnie?" she smiled, genuinely touched by the sincerity in his young voice. "How long have you felt that way?"
"A long time, Lorrie! Ever since I saw you the first time! Honest!" Ronnie said, his voice tense with emotion.
"I know you've been hot for my little body, lover. But I never thought you were that serious! It's not a good idea to get that serious about me, Ronnie," she smiled.
"Gosh, Lorrie! Why not? Are you ... uh ... gonna marry somebody?" the boy asked in amazement, his heart racing.
"No, silly!" she laughed. "I just don't think you should expect much, Ronnie. I don't want you to get attached. Don't you understand?" she said gently, touching his cheek.
"I ... I won't! Honest!" he said, knowing perfectly well that he was already crazy about her.
"All right, Ronnie. If you promise," she smiled, realizing that the boy was in no condition to make genuine promises. "You really are sweet," she said in a honeyed voice. "What would you like to do first?"
"Oh shit! I ... I don't know!" Ronnie gasped, unable to believe now that he was really going to get what he had wanted for so long.
"Would you like to see my body, Ronnie?" Lorrie asked, her cunt tingling between her luscious young legs.
"Oh hell yes!" the boy rasped, his knees starting to feel weak.
"Why don't you just sit down on the bed and let me give you a little show?" she smiled. "Have you ever seen a girl do a strip tease?"
"Not a real live strip show!" the kid said, his dick aching unbearably. "I ... I tried to get into one of those places once ... but ... uh ... they wouldn't let me in. The bastard said I wasn't old enough!"
"I think you're old enough now, Ronnie. You've been very brave you know, getting me out here in the woods like this. I think you deserve a little show. It might just loosen you up a bit! It's too bad I don't have any music, Ronnie. I always dance better to music," the horny beauty said seductively.
"We got a portable record player out here!" the kid said excitedly, dashing across the room and pulling a board off the wall. "See! Some of us guys hid it in here for parties! Gosh! I never thought it'd ever get used for somethin' like this!"
Ronnie put the record player on a makeshift table and put on a rock record. Lorrie caught the beat and began swinging her luscious ass. Ronnie sat down on the bed and stared wild-eyed at the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on. He couldn't believe it even now. She was his, his for the taking! She was the sexiest girl in the world and she was doing a seductive strip show for him. He thought of the many times he had beaten off while thinking of her. And now she was there in the flesh, and what flesh it was. Lorrie was beginning to enjoy herself already. There was something strangely stimulating about being out in the woods in an isolated cabin with a kid who had never even seen a naked girl before. She stared between Ronnie's long legs at the hard pole of flesh that extended down his pant leg. They were strong-looking legs, now that she noticed it, and the cock that jerked in his pants was a bigger-than-average one. Perhaps Ronnie could satisfy her appetites after all. At least he was willing to try.
The horny young waitress smoothed her warm hands over the line of her hips, making the thin material of her slacks cling to her luscious body.
She shook and wriggled her shapely ass until Ronnie could hardly stand it any more. She knew that she was having a powerful effect on the horny guy, and the feeling her lasciviousness gave her was delicious.
Lorrie hadn't even taken off any of her clothes yet, and already Ronnie's nuts felt like they were ready to explode. He felt like reaching out and grabbing her tits, felt like squeezing them through her top, felt like burying his face between the full globes. He wanted to jump up and wrap his arms around her, wanted to hold her tightly and run his hot hands over her luscious feminine body. He wanted to reach out and take what he wanted, but it was Lorrie's show and he was still afraid to push his luck.
Lorrie was getting hotter and hotter by the second. She put her hands over her breasts and caressed her concealed globes. She ran her hands over her huge swelling breasts to call attention to the fine line of her well-developed bust. Her nipples tingled. They stood out as hard little points of flesh, peaking the material of her top.
She rocked to the music, shaking her tits and swinging her hips to the heavy beat. When she pulled her top off she thought the kid would pass out. She lifted her top slowly, pulling it up until her lovely silken belly was temptingly exposed. She lifted it farther until the rounded bottoms of her luscious breasts were clearly visible to the boy.
Taking a deep breath and feeling lascivious beyond belief, the horny girl pulled her top off and let her huge knockers burst into view. She stood still for a moment or two, her breasts exposed daringly, her hands on her curvy hips, letting Ronnie gaze at her feminine treasures. She laughed inside when she saw his mouth fall open. His eyes were glassy as he stared at the first pair of tits he had ever seen in the flesh.
Ronnie couldn't believe his eyes. Lorrie was actually standing there in front of him with her beautiful boobs exposed. They were so incredibly beautiful that he couldn't take his young eyes off them. They weren't as big as some of the boobs he had seen in girlie magazines, but they were something else anyway. Her knockers were double handfuls of silky-looking flesh, flesh that he knew had to be warm and tingling with vitality. He wished he had the balls to jump up and grab those glorious boobs, but he was afraid that any move on his part would end the wild dream he seemed to be having.
Thrilling to the effect her sexy display was having on the boy, hot-assed Lorrie lifted her exposed knockers and let him have an even more stimulating look at her naked flesh. Her nipples tingled and burned with uncontrollable lust now. Her points of erectile tissue were stiff and hard.
The sexy waitress pinched her nipples for the kid's benefit, pressing them between her fingers and tugging gently at them. They stood out teasingly from her goose-pimples for the kid's benefit, pressing them between her fingers and tugging gently at them. They stood out teasingly from her goosepimpled areolas. She wanted the kid to fasten his warm wet lips over her tingling nipples and suck her until she melted with the heat of desire.
"Do you like them, Ronnie?" she asked in a voice smoldering with passion.
"God yeah, Lorrie!" Ronnie rasped. "They're ... they're beautiful! Jesus! I can't believe this is happenin'!"
"It's happening all right, Ronnie! And a lot more is going to happen this afternoon! Would you like that? Would you like to see more of me, lover?" Lorrie sang, still moving her hips to the rock beat.
"Oh yeah! Yeah!" the kid rasped, his cock jerking.
"What would you like to see, baby?" she asked, squeezing her softly swelling tits.
"Your ... uh ... you...." the boy stumbled, unable to get the words out for some reason.
"My pussy?" she asked sweetly. "Would you like to see my-hot fucking cunt?" she asked, tasting her words on her sweet lips.
"Yeah! I gotta! Oh shit, Lorrie! My balls are on fire!" the kid gasped.
"My cunt is on fire too, Ronnie! Let me get out of these slacks! Maybe my pussy will cool down a bit, but I wouldn't count on it!" she laughed, wriggling out of her pants.
Lorrie wriggled her hips and let her slacks fall around her ankles. She stood in her panties for a moment, running her hands up and down her hips. She raised her leg and kicked off her shoes, stepping out of her pants and baring her long lithe legs. She smoothed her hands over her upper legs, calling the kid's attention to the silky pinkness of her naked skin.
"Do you like my legs, Ronnie?" she asked, feeling more and more lascivious by the second.
"I like everything about you, Lorrie!" Ronnie said hoarsely, his eyes glittering with naked lust.
"Would you like me to wrap my legs around your waist and hold you to me, darling? While you're fucking me in the cunt, I mean?" she said, her lips wet.
"Oh Jesus yeah!" the kid said breathlessly.
"Have you ever seen a woman's pussy before, Ronnie? Be honest with me now!" she asked.
"N-no ... not really ... just ... just pictures and stuff...." he said, his head swimming with passion.
"I think you'll like this then, honey!" Lorrie said wickedly, hooking her fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and pushing the black lacy things down over her thighs.
Ronnie swallowed hard when he saw her panties sliding very slowly over her silken thighs. He stared at the little patch of down that appeared between her long legs. She kicked her panties away and stood there stark naked. It was the most beautiful sight the kid had ever seen, more enticing than a vision in a wet dream.
Lorrie smiled warmly at her sex-pupil. She ran her hands over the little nest of hair between her legs, calling attention to the nest of her delicious cunt. She spread her legs and put her hands on her hips for a moment or two, letting the kid gaze at her secret places. Then, to the beat of the music, she raised her leg and crooked it in front of her, opening her cunt.
She moved closer to Ronnie, her cunt seething with hot lust. She raised her leg and rested her foot on Ids knee, opening herself for his inspection. His eyes were wide as he stared between her legs. She knew that the boy could see right up her cunt. Her twat-lips hung open a bit. jiggling slightly. She moved her leg just enough to make her cuntlips move, just enough to entice him beyond any boy's ability to resist.
"Isn't it pretty, Ronnie?" she asked in a honeyed voice.
The kid wanted to say something, but he had lost his voice. He could only make a rasping sound in his throat. He could hardly swallow, could hardly breathe. His heart beat hard in his young chest. His head swam with confusion and excitement, it was a dream come true. He wanted desperately to reach out and touch the lips of her cunt, wanted also to bury his young face between Lcrrie's legs and lose himself in her feminine mystery. ;
Lorrie's cunt itched and tingled with desire. She had to reach between her legs and manipulate the lips of her cunt. She rubbed her seething cunt a bit first, glancing at Ronnie to see if he was watching her hand. She smiled wantonly and bent toward him to plant a kiss on his forehead.
"Watch closely now, Ronnie. I'll show you how to make me feel just wonderful! And remember, darling, the more wonderful you make me feel the more wonderful I can make you feel!" she said.
Lorrie began stroking the inner flesh of her sex. She stroked the hot bud of her clitoris until she thought her cunt would burst into flames at any minute. Her legs shivered with each jolt of sexual electricity that shot through her cunt. Her feminine juices flowed freely as she stimulated herself obscenely for the boy's benefit.
"This is my little clit, Ronnie darling. If you touch that it makes me feel all hot and tingly inside. I want you to play with my cunt for a while and stroke my clit for me, lover. Would you like to touch me there?" she sang.
"Hell yeah! C-can I? I want to real bad, Lorrie!-" the kid gasped, reaching out his hand toward her treasure.
"Not yet, Ronnie," she smiled, brushing his eager hand away from her snatch before his fingers touched her blazing flesh. "I want you to undress too, Ronnie. I want to see you all naked! You've got a pretty good body you know, darling. I've never really noticed it before, Ronnie, but you're really very handsome!" she said in a sultry voice, reaching out and stroking the kid's cheek.
"I ... uh ... I try to keep in shape, Lorrie...." he stumbled, blushing slightly.
"We'll see how strong you are, Ronnie. You'll have to be strong to take all the action I'm going to give you!" she sang, her pussy quivering in anticipation of the hot fucking soon to come.
"Wow! This is real great! You ... uh ... you want me to take my clothes off now, Lorrie?" the kid asked, standing up and attacking the buckle of his belt.
"Let me help you, lover!" she said softly, falling to her knees before the kid. "I'm sure you'll like what I'm going to do for you!"