Mark Golden - Kathy_s Young Mouth

"Oh my God, Mike! I love it when a man pays so much attention to my titties. They're more sensitive than anyone believes," she breathed. "I need to have men make love to them in every way.”

"They're fantastic," Mike husked. "They're so soft and your nipples are so incredibly responsive! I can hardly stand it!”

"Please kiss them. I want to feel you sucking my titties and squeezing them into your mouth," Mary pleaded. Her fingers ran over his face and twined in his sandy hair.

Mike put his hands under the heavy, high-standing mountains of her bosom and kissed the tops. Her skin glowed pink with the blush of lewd arousal and his lips left quick-fading dots on the delicious surface. He kissed every inch of the tops and buried his face in the deep softness of Mary's cleavage. With his eyes open, there were acres of tender, feminine skin to relish with his lips and tongue.

Mike bathed her titties with the flat of his tongue. Mary was slightly salty, and the masses of her bosom rose and fell more and more rapidly as he approached the brown berries of her nipples.

He teased her. He licked around each hard tip, barely rimming the dark circle of the aureole. The little bumps around the edges stood up sharply and the circles darkened with heat as he tempted her.

Mary pulled his head in against the tit he tormented. The nipple grazed his cheek as he twisted his head and grinned. He repeated her words chidingly: "No, no, not so quickly.”

"Please, please suck it, Mike! Don't tease me like this! I can't stand up much longer!" Mary whimpered. She tugged at his arm and led him to the overstaffed chair in the corner of the camper. She sat on the arm and held her stupendous breasts up to him, begging him to suck them with her gesture.

Mike knelt beside the chair and grabbed the offered breast. He circled the base of Mary's left tittie with both hands and drew it upward. Mike's fingers barely met at the top of Mary's imposing tit. He squeezed the soft mass and it bulged toward his face. Her satiny skin stretched tight over the end of the womanly mass and Mike took the nipple between his lips.

Mary gasped. Her pantie-clad cunny oozed steamy juices. Her sensitive nipple was harder than an acorn. Her blood pounded when Mike pulled at the erect tip with his teeth.

Mike Andrews toyed with the rubbery knot for long, excruciating seconds. His gentle gnawing and plucking became more forceful. He loved the slightly acrid taste of the delicious gland. He tongued the squared-off tip and took more and more of Mary's tight-stretched aureole into his mouth.

Mike opened his jaws as wide as they could go and sucked valiantly at Mary's breast. More and more of the mammary bounty filled his mouth. He stuffed the tit in with his encircling hands until his jaw-hinge ached. The soft mass of the beautiful tit-tie flowed into and around his mouth. His nostrils sank into the flesh while the spit-wet end of Mary's tit slid in and out of his mouth. The tough, resilient stiffness of her brown nipple slipped to the back of his mouth, leaving a trail of erotic sensation on his tongue and palate. The tip tickled into his throat, exuding a faint, thick musk that coated his tissues.

Even as Mike's teeth reddened furrows on Mary's breast, his hands kneaded the bountiful playground that couldn't be forced into his mouth. When he squeezed the soft weight of her lascivious breast with his hands, the mouth-filling end firmed and stretched like an expanding balloon. Mike gasped for air.

Mary's pussy was a steaming inferno. The pressing, mauling exertions that Mike lavished on her bosom inflamed the sensuous brunette. Her panties were sopping with her delicate feminine juices. She murmured ecstatic praise and held his head in her hands.

Mike pulled his mouth off of the Everest of titties. "You've got the best jugs in the world," he growled. "I never felt a tit like yours!" He put his strong hands on the outside of each billowing mound and pressed Mary's long, deep cleavage tighter.

"Oh-oh-oh! I-I'll cum that way! Mi-ike! I'll cum!" Mary panted. When he rolled her titties together, a bellows fanned the lusty furnace in her belly. Waves of heat gusted along her limbs.

Mike grinned savagely and bent his face down to her nipples again. He palmed her titties apart and dove between them. He rubbed the meaty softness of Mary's awesome cleavage around his head. Silken skin massaged his eyelids, his cheeks, his ears. A man could drown happily in tits like Mary Jackson's.

Mike rolled his head from side to side, then came up for air. Mary reclined on the broad arm of the chair. Her head lolled backward. Mike kneaded her bosom, then rolled the ends of her tits together.

Both brown nipples touched. He swooped down onto the erect pellets and sucked them simultaneously. His mouth widened to a near-grin. The softer, smoother skin of Mary's aureoles touched the corners of his lips. Mike sucked at the tip-touching buds of her nipples and lashed them with his tongue.

Mary gasped at the exquisite twin sensations. Her nipples became a hundred times more sensitive. The hot, wet feelings rebounded, echoing from one lush breast-tip to the other.

Mike gnawed at the responsive duo. His nose touched the hot, salty valley of Mary's cleavage. He licked alternately at the near edges of each dark corona, then curled his tongue around each nut-hard tip in turn.

His cock was stiff as an iron bar. Just the sight of Mary's opulent, well-tanned pair had brought it to attention. The actual touch and taste of her voluptuous breasts made his prick pound with swollen heat.

Mike kept working his hands in lewd circles on the luscious outer curves of Mary's bosom. Her tender flesh was damp with a salty film of sweat. He sucked hard at both nipples and felt them point toward his throat like little compasses. He licked between them and Mary's body jerked.

"Ooh, baby, no more, please! Uh-uh, no!" Mary gasped. She writhed on the arm of the chair. The aroma of her pussy filled the back of the camper.

Mike wasn't about to stop. Mary's delightful nipples responded so joyously that he wanted to play with them all day. He speared his tongue into the resilience of her aureoles again and again. He smelled Mary's eagerness, and kept lancing his tongue between the raw-nerved tips of her nipples. He mauled and sucked at her titties until the voluptuous brunette lay quivering on the arm of the chair.

Mary went out of her mind. A continuing orgasm rocked her. She didn't know or care if it centered in the wet furnace of her pussy or in her fire-lashed breasts. The soul-wrenching pleasures flowing in her bosoms were the center of her universe. She melted into a pool of impassioned jelly, rippling around the incandescent points of her nipples. She whimpered ceaselessly and tears of relief leaked from her green eyes.

Mike finally released her nipples, pulling at her arm. Mary sat up dumbly, a hound-like look of exhausted adoration on her face. The brunette wobbled slightly-the chair arm pressed against her puffy labia when she rose.

Mike stood in front of Mary and grasped her arm. She turned on the chair and her eyes widened at the sight of his towering prick. A sudden realization hit her like a fist when Mike lifted one heavy tit in each hand.

"Oh, yes, fuck me there! I want your cock on my titties," Mary begged. "Please do it! I'll make you cum so good, Mike!" She leaned forward.

Mike bellied up into her cleavage. A milky drop of stuff filled the slit of his urethra. He clamped the pillowy vise of Mary's bosom around the shaft of his cock.

"Can you cum this way, Mary?" Mike panted. "I love these tits, but I'll shove it into your cunt if you want.”

"I'll cum, baby… I've been going off for a long time. Just fuck my boobs like that and I'll cum." Mary looked up to where Mike stood over her and made a long, slow, licking movement with her tongue. He bit his lip at the sight, and Mary stared at his cock.