Ray Todd - Hot pants weather girl

"Paula!" he gasped. "Look out, honey! I'm gonna shoot my load!"

"Good," she giggled. "Give me a nice big mouthful."

"What?" he gasped.

"Shoot it into my mouth," she panted. "I love the taste of that stuff."

Drew was no longer able to control himself, and the moment Paula covered his cockhead with her sucking lips again, he exploded a torrent of jizz against the back of her throat.

Thrilled by the taste of her dad's thick cock-cream, Paula sucked and swallowed until she'd drawn the last delicious drop from deep in his balls.

That started a new era in their lives, and from that day on, father and daughter fucked each other at every opportunity. It was a sexual heaven for Paula, because with Rex Walker, Wayne Marshal and her father all busy fucking her, the horny youngster had a cock stuffed up between her legs most of the time.

When the news team had been on the air for a month and the ratings soaring beyond their wildest hopes, the station decided to have a little party after the broadcast. Paula invited her parents and little Jenny to attend, as well as Rex. Drew was a bit apprehensive about seeing Babs again for the first time since he'd screwed the woman in her office, but his wife, Anita, was anxious to attend, so he agreed to go.

Arriving before the broadcast, Anita was stunning in a black dress that accented her beautiful blonde hair. She had the same beauty as her daughter, but it was a mature loveliness that most men admired.

Drew had more or less ignored his wife for the past few years, and she was more than pleased with the attention she received from Randy Witmore when they were introduced. Unknown to her, the handsome newscaster was a cocksman that was always ready to screw any broad from sixteen to sixty, but she found his attention very flattering.

"Mrs. Weston," he beamed at her when they were introduced. "Now I can see where Paula gets her beauty. You are a lovely looking woman, and you certainly don't look old enough to be her mother."

"Thank you, Mr. Witmore," she blushed.

"Please call me Randy," the man beamed at her. "And I hope you have a first name."

"It's Anita," she stammered, completely overwhelmed by the handsome newscaster.

"May I call you Anita?" he asked. "That's a lovely name."

"Please," smiled the radiant woman. "I'd like that."

"Okay, Anita," he replied. "Now may I show you around the station."

"Thank you," smiled Anita. "That would be nice."

Taking her hand, he gently squeezed it as he led her down the hall. By the time the short tour was completed, Anita was completely captivated by the man, and he was completely aware of it. Excusing himself when it was time for the broadcast, Randy knew that he'd have the beautiful woman's pants off before the evening was over.

Little fourteen-year-old Jenny was just as fascinated with Wayne Marshal, the owner of the station. The older man had a penchant for young girls, and Jenny was quite flattered at the way he boldly studied her little maturing body when they were introduced. The man's dark hair, streaked with grey, and his soft brown eyes completely charmed the youngster. She was very conscious of the way his eyes studied her little pointy tits under her braless T-shirt as well as the soft curve of her cute young ass in her tight jeans. She was flattered that this handsome older man was admiring her young body so intently.

In his mind, Wayne Marshal had often had fantasies about fondling a little girl's naked body, and Jenny was exactly what he'd dreamed about. He realized that the pretty youngster would never allow him to touch her, but just watching her was terribly exciting to him.

When the group began filing into the studio to watch the newscast, Wayne asked Jenny if she'd like to watch it on the monitor in his office.

"Sure," she grinned, flattered that the man wanted her company.

Entering the plush room, they sat down on a big couch that faced the television monitor.

"Would you like to be a weather girl someday?" he asked when her sister appeared on the screen.

"Maybe," giggled the girl. "But I don't have big tits like my sister."

"You will," he smiled, shocked by the youngster's bold statement.

Seeing the lust in his eyes, Jenny suddenly thought how much fun it might be to seduce the handsome man. The thought of being screwed by him sent delicious little tingles streaking through her loins. She'd been fucked by lots of kids as well as Rex, but being laid by this sophisticated man would be a real turn-on.

"Maybe they'll grow if enough boys play with them," she giggled.

"Do you let boys play with your boobs?" he asked, feeling his cock stirring in his pants from the conversation.

"Sure," grinned the child.

"Does it feel good to you?"

"Shit, yes," Jenny smiled, suggestively running her hands up across her little boobs. "I love it."

"I'll bet the little boys enjoy playing with them," he panted, his entire body aflame with his lecherous lust.

"So do the big boys," she giggled. "Would you like to touch them?"

"Do you mean it?" gasped the man.

"Sure," she smiled, suddenly standing up in front of him. "Why don't you undress me and play with all of my body."

"Are you serious?"

"Certainly," she whispered. "I dig having my naked body fondled."

Standing up, the man nervously grasped the bottom of her T-shirt and pulled it off over the child's head. His prick began throbbing violently when he saw her firm little nubile tits pointing out at him. He couldn't believe the size of her big goose-bumpy areolas, capped by her swollen nipples that were just begging to be sucked and chewed.

"Like 'em?" she giggled, thrilled at the way he was drooling over her little naked boobs.

"They're beautiful," he gasped, reaching out and gently squeezing her big turgid nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

"Wait'll you see my pussy," she whispered up to him, brushing her hair back and clasping her hands behind her head.

Quickly lowering the zipper to her jeans, he eagerly pulled them down over her hips. When he'd completely removed them, he was shaking like a leaf as he stared at the child, standing there with her little dimpled navel deliciously revealed above her brief panties.

"You're a naughty man," she giggled. "But I like naughty men."

Slipping his trembling hands into the elastic waistband of her little bikini panties, Wayne slowly peeled them down over her wiggly little ass, letting them slither down her shapely young legs to the floor. There was a mischievous smile on her dimpled face and a devilish gleam in her eyes as she stood bare-ass naked in front of the man.

Unable to believe that one of his most vivid fantasies was being realized, Wayne just stared at the cutest fucking cunt he'd ever seen in his life. Her delicious little twat-lips were a soft shade of pink, glistening with the slippery cunt juices that were oozing out from between them. Her slit was slightly open and he could see a bit of her juicy inner flesh as well as her erect shiny clitty at the top of it. The feathery growth of downy soft pussy hairs that surrounded the youngster's adorable little twat was one of the most erotic things he'd ever seen.

"D'ya like my body?" she teased.

"My God, Jenny," he gasped, still staring at the naked youngster's snatch. "It's beautiful."

"What are you gonna do with it?" she whispered, a devilish gleam in her eyes.

"What do you want me to do?" he asked, his cock trying to burst out of his pants.

"I want you to play with it," whispered the girl. "I want you to do naughty things to me."

Dropping to his knees in front of the naked youngster, he grasped the softness of her cute ass and wolfed one of her big nipples into his mouth. Sucking and pulling on her erect titty-bud with his lips, he dug and goosed his fingers into the soft warm flesh between her asscheeks.