Steve Golden - Always hot wife

"Mrs. Harris, isn't it?" he inquired, his eyes traveling up and down the luscious teenager's frame. "I had no idea you were so young. I'd imagined a much older woman."

Penny smiled at the compliment and took the chair he offered her, careful to bend down enough to let him have a good look into her deep cleavage. Her creamy young tits separated invitingly, and she was glad she'd worn such a light and loose dress. If he didn't come across with the loan when she'd finished with him, nothing would get it for them!

For several minutes they discussed finances, and Penny found herself growing restless.

Money bored her. She was only asking for this damn loan as a favor to Ron. She wasn't interested in talking about the economy. When it became apparent that Mr. Crombie wasn't going to come across immediately with the loan, she decided to seduce it out of him. She would get it eventually anyway, she knew. But it would certainly liven up the afternoon if she could fuck the old man for it. Why not have a little fun?

She stood up in front of his desk, amused at the way he watched her through his glasses, a slight film of sweat on his brow. He wasn't used to having gorgeous young teenagers asking him for favors. He certainly wasn't used to them strutting around his office that way.

"Mr. Crombie, I'd appreciate it if you'd let us have the loan. Just sign the necessary papers and we'll settle it." As she spoke she let the shoulder strap of her dress fall. She leaned down over his desk and let her tits separate in their lewd bra. Her nipples were erecting already and poked out the dress fabric like bullets.

"I think a few more questions." Mr. Crombie began, his eyes glued to her tits.

"I think we've had enough questions. How about a little fun?" Penny leered, and she let the other shoulder strap slip, till the entire front of her dress fell down around her waist. Her stiffening nipples were exposed in the sexy bra like small cocks on their puffy red circles of flesh.

"Good God!" croaked Crombie, standing up. "Mrs. Harris, I must insist…"

"Insist on what?" teased Penny. A little to her own surprise, she was climbing up onto Crombie's desk, raising her dress up around her waist in a rumpled roll. "Insist on me showing you more? Okay, here goes!"

Penny was squatting on Crombie's desk on her haunches, her dress around her belly, her suspender belt, garters and black silk stockings completely exposed. In a final stroke of genius, she'd decided not to wear any panties at all, and the tufted crack of her hairy pussy was on display before the astonished bank manager.

"Do you like it? Do you like my cunt?" she teased, smiling. She spread her legs for him and hunched over to pry apart the lips of her cunt with two fingers. An oozing pink slice of lush inner cunt flesh was revealed. He could even see the dancing bud of her clit among all the wet pussy folds.

"Good God," Crombie repeated. He gulped. "Mrs. Harris, I must insist…"

"And I must insist also, Mr. C.. I insist that you take out your cock and fuck me. It's not nice to keep a lady waiting."

Crombie stared at her as if he were in a trance. His mouth popped open and shut but no sound came out. He was only aware of one thing. His cock had started to pump full of blood. It was stretching itself in his shorts and growing more uncomforable by the second. He began to breathe heavily and a trickle of sweat ran down his temple.

"I'll make it so good for you," Penny purred, her voice softer. "I'll show you the best fuck you ever had."

She was reaching out to slip his jacket off his shoulders. Her fingers began popping open the buttons of her shirt. And all the time she was smiling at him wantonly, glad that he wasn't resisting. Her tongue ran around and around her lips and made them shine brightly. Her eyes left his only when she started work on his pants.

Crombie leaned over to press a switch on his desk, finding his voice at last. "Miss Fitch, no calls."

"Good idea, Mr. C.," Penny whispered. "My, what have we here!"

She unbuckled his belt and slid down his pants around his thighs. The front of his shorts was bulged out hugely. She slipped her hand inside quickly and grasped the log of his prick like a bat handle. With her other hand she forced his shorts down.

"Why you naughty man, you've been thinking dirty thoughts about young Penny!" she teased, pouting at him with her sultry wet lips. "You've gotten all hard imagining us fucking, haven't you?"

She gripped his cock like a club and began pumping it strongly up and down. His cock was already six inches long and far from fully erect. As she jacked his cock she could feel it growing thicker, stronger, harder. The foreskin peeled back off the cock head, and the tip shone wetly.

"You thinking about pumping Penny full of naughty jism?" she went on, enjoying being in control. "You want to shove your cock inside me and shoot me full of spunk?"

Something snapped inside Crombie. He'd been eyeing her plump tits hungrily and now he grasped one in each palm and mauled them like a crazy man. He circled his hands around and around on her tits and forced them back against her chest. The hot nipples scratched his skin. He couldn't get over how her bra distorted the shape of her enormous tits and made them appear even larger.

"Yes! Yes!" Penny cried. "Feel my tits! Rub them hard! Yes!" She jacked him off expertly, pumping his cock to full she in a matter of minutes. His cock head began to ooze a thick syrup that soiled her fingers. And she decided she had better act fast or he would be coming in her hand. "Lie down on the desk and I'll sit on your cock. Lie down on the desk!"

He didn't have much choice; she was hauling him up by his cock. He rolled onto his back on his desk and slid under her. The soaring spike of his cock stuck up through her fist like a rocket. And she hoisted one silken leg over him quickly, squatted on her haunches above his hard-on.

"Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes," she muttered, her brow furrowed with concentration. She dipped her lovely blonde head and watched his cock as she lowered herself onto it. She tilted his cock from left to right with her fingers and nudged the wet and glossy prick head up against the soft gooey petals of her cunt. She was very wet and she was going to have no trouble at all fucking herself on his hard-on.

Crombie proped himself up on his elbows and watched with her as she planted his cock head, slipped it inside her swollen pussylips, let her weight shift gently from side to side. She tugged the cock to one side, then with a deep sigh of satisfaction she let her full weight down on his prick. Inch after inch of bloated cock meat disappeared between the soft wet folds of her pussy.

"It's going! Feel it go inside me!" she crooned, lifting her face to his at last. She was slowly sitting on him, letting the hardened cock bore its way inside her pussy as she lowered herself. Her tits pointed at him like ripe melons. The nipples were sticking up damn near an inch from their puffy circles.

Finally Penny's blonde cunt bush meshed with his dark cock hair. His prick throbbed and twitched inside her like a reptile. And for a moment she sat on him like that, quite still, her lovely nylon-encased legs jackknifed on either side of him on the desk top. Then she brought her hands up and braced them against his shoulders. She began to fuck him violently, pumping her lush ass up and down like a machine.

"So good! Feels so good!" she raved, her eyes closing and opening again with lust. Her big tits swung back and forth crazily as she moved. And, as she dipped lower, the hard nipples scraped his chest.

Crombie lay still on his desk, letting the horny teenager do all the work. His cock had grown to an eight-inch column and it curved thickly into the sucking slide of her cunt. She was oozing all kinds of sticky syrup and each time she lifted up off him his prick shone like a wet branch. Her cuntlips were warped strangely around his throbbing prick.