Norma Egan - Massage parlor wife

George, the tall lean one, was hung like a horse. Lynn couldn't believe the length of his cock at first. Even in its soft state it seemed to hang halfway to his knees. She couldn't help feeling a little stir of naughty excitement deep in her my buddy another drink," George ordered. "He's just gonna relax while you give me a little rub-down."

Lynn was glad to have some instructions. She'd been feeling like a dunce. She brought Sam another martini, and he took a chair near the massage table. Long, lean George climbed up on the table-Lynn's wide eyes glued to his incredibly long dangling prick-and lay down on his back.

"Okay, baby," he said, grinning, "do your stuff We'll skip the preliminaries;"

Lynn understood. She wasn't to bother with his back or with anything but that great long flabby prick. She approached the table, blushing and trembling. She somehow couldn't take her eyes off his giant pale cock and the big rosy nuts beneath it. His prick was HUGE…

Licking her lips, trying to appear calm and professional, Lynn stopped at the side of the table and picked up George's dick.

She let the warm doughy cock lie on the palm of her hand, and she began to pet it. It was so long, it wouldn't sit on her palm. The rosy cock-head drooped over the edge, and she curled her fingers around it and began to pump gently. She found she could get both fists around his long limp sausage.

She looked up and blushed deeply. George was watching her, grinning.

"Some hunk of meat, huh, doll?" he said lazily. "If you think that's something, wait till it's hard."

He and Sam snickered. Sam was watching her, too, his little slitted eyes jumping back and forth from her big wobbling tits to her furry beaver. Lynn felt very self-conscious, and she tried to concentrate on her work, pumping George's great long flabby cock in both her hands.

"I said we'd skip the preliminaries," George said, rather impatiently. "Let's just get down to business. Blow me.

Lynn gawked. Take that gigantic prick in her mouth? There wouldn't be room. She'd choke.

"Come on, come on," said George.

Lynn bent over his flat belly and lifted his long doughy cock to her lips. She mustn't anger the customer. She raised the huge deep-red head of his cock and stuffed it in her mouth. It stretched her lips painfully. She sucked in, straining, and managed to draw in about half the length of his giant cock. It filled her mouth, rammed the back of her throat.

"Ummmmmpf," Lynn protested.

But she began to suck his cock as best she could. George sighed deeply and relaxed, his arms folded behind his head. He kept his eyes on her, grinning wickedly. He was clearly aroused by her discomfort, her cruelly stretched lips, her bulging throat. Sam was grinning, too, leaning forward in his chair to watch the show.

"Faster, doll," said George. "Make that dick fly."

Lynn forced saliva into her mouth and bathed his dick with the warm juice. Now her sucking was easier. She sucked his prick as fast as she could, and the noise was lewd, wet, and loud. Again the two men snickered.

"Ummmph!" Lynn protested.

George's huge dick was lurching into erection, stuffing her throat, almost making her gag… She fought for control, opening her throat, letting the hot hard knobby head slide down. She didn't know how she managed it, but she let his enormous stiff prick glide into her throat without choking.

"Hey, all right!" George exclaimed. "This girl is good…"

Lynn sucked strongly, worked her throat muscles around his thick hard meat, concentrating on doing her job.

Just then Sam came up behind her and began to paw her naked body. Lynn jumped, almost choked on George's enormous thick cock, then managed to resume her rhythm. Sam's hands were everywhere -kneading her big swollen tits, snaking between her thighs to tickle and explore her delicate moist slit "Yeah, yeah!" George cried hoarsely. "Take that meat right down to your belly, sweetheart!"

Lynn felt like she'd already done just that. Her throat was stuffed with thick throbbing cock. She was panicked, afraid she'd choke, but she didn't dare break her stride. She sucked and sucked. And meanwhile Sam was working a hard stubby finger up her cunt.

"Hey, she's tight," he reported. "She's real nice in there."

Lynn felt his stubby finger probing around deep in her moist little twat. Perverse excitement stung through her, and her cunt creamed hotly around his poking finger.

To her relief, George sat up and withdrew his huge long dick from her mouth and throat. Lynn massaged her aching neck.

George laughed harshly. "That was a mouthful, huh, baby? Now I want you to do the same for my buddy."

While Lynn still rubbed her aching jaws and throat, the men exchanged places. Powerful little Sam lay down on the table, his stubby soft prick only inches from her lips. George stood behind her, not touching her for the moment.

"Now suck my buddy's cock, baby," he rasped. "Do a real nice job."

Lynn wasn't wild about either man, but she could see that blowing Sam would be a relief after George. Sam's cock seemed tiny and short in comparison. Almost greedily she fastened her moist lips around the soft dull red cock-head and sucked it quickly into her mouth. She took in the full length of his short fat dick.

"Yeah," Sam yelped, "oh, yeah!"

Lynn found that sucking Sam's normal-size cock was a real pleasure after being almost choked by George's horse-prick. She was able to do a much better job with Sam. She bathed his doughy little cock in hot steamy saliva, tickled and caressed it with her tongue. She sucked fiercely, hard and fast.

Sam, normally a quiet man, whined and squealed with pleasure.

"Awwwwww, shit," he gasped, "Tony wasn't kidding. This girl is great!"

Lynn hoped Green had heard that remark on his goddamned TV…

Her glossy dark head flew over Sam's crotch. The powerful little man was helpless as a kitten in his dizzy pleasure. His scarred face flushed, and a lewd grimace of sensual enjoyment twisted his features. He panted and whined.

"Suck me off," he gasped, "blow me! Yeah, eat my meat, baby!"

Lynn sucked his cock even harder, faster. His salty cock-juice was starting to drip onto her tongue, and She salivated heavily, enjoying the taste. She slipped a hand under his swelling balls, pumped them… Sam gave another squeal of pleasure.

His cock was fattening in her mouth, but there was still plenty of room to work. She sucked fiercely at his hard rod, and his stiff dick responded with a steady stream of juice. Lynn was having fun now, and she was proud of her work.

Then she felt George's wet drooling cock-head skidding against her bare ass.

"That's nice," he said hoarsely from behind her.

"You're doing a real good job on my buddy, sweetheart. You just keep it up, suck him off like a good girl."

As he spoke, George slipped his mammoth hot dick between her legs.

Lynn was ready for it. She was creaming steadily, her cunt aroused by the wicked acts she was performing. She couldn't help it-this kinky "party was really turning her on. She trembled with horny anticipation as she felt George's huge stiff cock easing between her legs.

"Ummmmmm," she murmured.

George felt her scalding pussy-juice dripping onto his prick, and he snickered. "Yeah, baby," he said, "I'm gonna give it to you. Just be patient."

Lynn whimpered and opened her thighs wider. She couldn't speak, for her mouth was stuffed with Sam's fat little prick, but her whole body cried out with greedy excitement. She creamed furiously, and when George's huge hard cock-head finally wedged into the slick mouth of her cunt, she moaned.

"This chick is really hot," George laughed. "Just like Tony said. She ain't faking."

He teased her. He wedged the gigantic hard head of his dick up her seething wet cunt, no more than an inch, and then held still. Lynn's shapely little ass wriggled in hot impatience. Her starved cunt nipped and tugged frantically at his barely lodged knob. She whimpered for more.