Rosco Murtson - Adoption Agency Girl

At times Jane thought Audrey was cumming over and over in measured succession and at times she was just as sure that she was experiencing one long, drawn-out orgasm. Either way, Audrey was on a sexual trip that was of the highest order, and getting wilder all the time. It frightened Janie, but not enough for her to stop sucking on the soft, succulent cunt that was being thrust at her busy mouth with every new impact of the leather.

ZIPPP!!!… ZIPPP!… ZIPPP! Again and again and again the leather stung already tender flesh, and Audrey's excitement grew, and grew. She was crying out now, "Oh! God! Unf!", and her voluptuous big body was quivering and writhing and twitching all over. She'd somehow stepped out of her hobbling panties and had her high heels planted wide apart, and her knees were bent and her legs were widely spraddled. She'd dropped her skirt and Jane was holding it up now as Audrey's strong hands were clamped on the black head at her loins, as if the almost equally excited Janie might quit on her. But Jane had no intention of quitting. Not when the thong, ZIPPP!… ZIPPP!… ZIPPP!, might taste her little butt next. She kept on sucking cunt, remembering all she'd learned the night before and learning new things about it, helping Audrey cum, and cumming herself in a strange, good way.

By then Jane's little cuntlips were throbbing in time to the tune of the thong. She was very wet between her legs and she longed for some contact with her cunt, though this of course was quite impossible under the circumstances. Her body was seething with desire for more, more of anything, and all she could do was vent her increasing passions on the cunt pressed hotly and wetly against her mouth. But she was cumming in her brain for certain, and that part of her body seemed to have an endless capacity for orgasm.

"Uh!! Oh-h-h-h-h!!! Gaw-d-d-d-d!!!" Audrey hoarsely wailed, and all but collapsed on top of Janie as a truly huge orgasm ripped through her. By then she was almost directly on top of little Jane, as the blows of the thong had driven her forward and Jane had been inching forward between Audrey's long legs. Jane was nearly kissing directly upward into Audrey's cunt, for all of it seemed to be as sensitive as her clitoris had been at the start of things. And now as the huge pleasure took possession of Audrey, much of her weight came down on Jane's upturned face. The little brunette was able to taste deep inside the hole from whence the honey flowed before Audrey staggered backward near collapse.

Jane blinked her eyes and looked around her. Her face was all wet with Audrey's cunt juice and her thighs were all wet with her own. Mr. Scantland was sitting on the edge of his desk, smiling benignly, cock still a bulge in his pants. Nurse Frye was smiling and nodding from near the draped wall. The male figure behind the drapes was still there, and now very definitely a male, for the red drapes were now stained wet where his loins were, though the bulge of his cock was still present. And Audrey? Audrey was all slumped over, barely able to keep her feet, and looking so sleepily happy in spite of her well- whipped ass that she could only grin like a fool and look round her through glazed eyes.

But her eyes came wide open when Mr. Scantland said, "Come over here and take it out."

“Yes sir!" she said, and hurried to the desk, got down on her knees, and worked with flying fingers at his fly.

Down came his zipper in a trice, but Audrey groaned with impatience at the tangle of his shorts within. Again Jane was shocked but fascinated by the scene before her, but when Mr. Scantland's beautiful hard cock came pop-ping out of his pants any shock in Jane dissolved into greedy yearning.

That cock was not for her. It was all Audrey's, and Audrey knew it and appreciated it. The lovely, pink-cheeked blonde held it in both hands, smiling and almost giggling, then smirked at Jane and Nurse Frye as she took it into her mouth.

Jane had tasted a little cock, but she'd never tasted it like that. She'd found a weird sort of enjoyment in briefly having Mr. Scantland's cock in her mouth, but nothing like the enjoyment Audrey was showing. The blonde, still terribly sore from the whipping he'd given her, was treating his cock like it was something fit only for gourmets. Hungry ones. She'd hold it in both hands and lick its hot red length from its hair to its oozing jizm-hole. And when the jism was flowing well, she'd look up at him appreciatively through her rich brown eyes and suck the red knob and much of the sturdy shaft into her mouth. Her ass had to be terribly sore as she did this. Janie, still kneeling where she'd been left, could see it clearly, totally crisscrossed with red stripes, perched hard on her high heels and squirming there. Still she sucked Mr. Scantland's cock, oblivious of anything else, holding its base in her hands and lavishing it with the hottest of kissings and suckings. It made Jane hungry to taste it. And it made her hand slip down to between her legs for just a bit of relief from the seething itching there.

She jumped when Nurse Frye tapped her shoulder, smiling sweetly, and said, "No masturbation here, dear. It's a rule we all keep. Just watch. Your turn will come, Janie."

But when? Janie wondered. She'd take Audrey's beating for just one lick on that cock, for just a half inch of it in her incredibly hot, wet cunt! But she had to sit there, endlessly, while Nurse Frye did things to the man behind the draperies and while Audrey, lucky Audrey, got to suck on Mr. Scantland's beautiful big cock. It made Jane feel sad. She'd thought that cock belonged to her, in a way. But it was clearly Audrey's now, and Mr. Scantland clearly liked what she was doing.

His pants were down about his knees, his shirttails splayed out, his hairy loins all wet with Audrey's well delivered kisses. His cock stood up like a proud flagpole, twitching and jerking from time to time as Audrey sucked on it. His teeth showed in a tight grin as he sat there on the edge of his desk and now Jane could see a fine film of perspiration showing on his handsome, balding forehead. And as she watched, fascinated, captivated, yearning to touch her aching cunt, Mr. Scantland uttered a grunt and began to cum.

"Oh, Scanty!" Audrey exclaimed, and became fully animated as the hot jizz spurted.

It squirted and shot, like heavy cream, and knowledgeable Audrey didn't waste a drop of it. The first spurts, all fresh and hot and strong, were engulfed by her sucking mouth, sucked in by her sunken cheeks, gulped down by her working gullet. Then she drew back and laughed as Mr. Scantland moaned with his long-awaited ecstasies, and she let the jism flow and gush, using her hands to massage it into his cockshaft, against her nuzzling cheeks, even onto her bared tits. She chuckled warmly while he moaned and creamed, and Jane thought her heart would break at the sight of his cock so steadily shooting into something other than her feverishly burning cunt. She watched jealously at Audrey sighing, utterly content with every single thing Mr. Scantland had given her, from the awful whipping to the beautiful cock-jizz.

"You may go now," said Mr. Scantland, "but don't ever do that again."

"Yes… sir," said Audrey, and got to her feet, looking triumphant, towering tall.

"You stay," he said when Janie started to rise, and he pointed a finger at her that was considerably stiffer than his cock now.

"Yes, Mr. Scantland," said she, bright as could be, hoping against hope that she'd get some part of his cock, any part of any cock but especially his, before she had to leave too.

Audrey sauntered out with a gay lilt to her sleek hips. Nurse Frye sighed and shook her head and returned to her desk. The figure behind the draperies seemed to sigh too. And Janie just sat there on the floor nursing a throbbing cunt while Mr. Scantland got up, pulled up his pants, and went around behind his desk. Again he pointed his finger at her, now saying, "You are to stay here under my desk until I am ready to deal with you."