Ron Evans - Daughter was hotter

Ellen Adams held the man's prick meat lovingly in her hands as she lowered her face toward his crotch and darted her agile tongue over his bulbous cock head. She sniffed the hot, sweaty odor of his cock and balls.

"Ah, skit, Ellen," Sam Wheeler muttered, moving his legs a little wider apart. "I'm sure gonna miss this kind of treatment!"

Ellen giggled like a schoolgirl and looked at him through the curly hairs on his crotch.

"Don't feed me that, Sam! You'll have another girl lined up in no time. Once those sweet little things in California get a good look at what you've got between your legs, you'll have to beat 'em off with a stick!"

She stroked his cock head slowly over her cheeks, rubbing it lightly over her pursed lips, caressing it with her face. She felt his hard, stiffly throbbing fuck tool jerking and twitching lustfully in her hands. His balls were already fat and shuddering in their crinkled pouch.

"No, I'm the one you oughtta worry about, Sam," she continued. "Where am I gonna find another fucker hung like you are?"

Slowly, teasingly, she ovaled her lips and brought them down in a tight circle around the straining knob of his cock head, slurping it into her eager mouth. Then, her breath rasping in through her nose, she dropped her face suddenly onto his hairy groin, sucking his massive fuck tool full-length into her slippery mouth. His crotch hairs tickled her nose as she felt the crown of his prick wedging into the back of her throat. She purred excitedly around the mouthful of hot, thick cock meat.

Ellen Adams was thirty-nine years old, the mother of a teenaged daughter, a widow for the past thirteen years. She was also one bell of a horny woman, Sam Wheeler was the latest in a long line of fuck-partners she'd enjoyed over the years. But he was the best in a long time, and she'd miss him when he moved away at the end of the week to take a better-paying job on the West Coast.

"Aaahhhh," she sighed happily, twisting her head from side to side as she sucked and gurgled around his enormous prick. She felt hot spasms of pleasure flowing through her body. The joy started in her puffy clit and spread out from there, drawing squeals and moans of ecstasy from deep in her throat.

"Oh, honey!" Sam panted, half-sitting as she curled up next to him. He reached underneath her body and rubbed the palm of his hand over the furry mound of her pussy. His blunt fingertip poked at her tiny cunt slit, forcing its way inside her juicy pussy. She responded by fondling his shuddering balls in her soft hand, squeezing them in her fingers, sending jolt after jolt of pure bliss flashing through his cum-filled balls.

Finally, she had to come up for air. She released his spit-soaked prick, letting it lurch wildly into the air. Sitting back on her heels, she looked around, first at his well remembered bedroom, then at his husky, well muscled body, and finally at his enormous hard-on.

"Yes, sir!" she whispered. "I'm sure gonna miss this big hard cunt-stretcher, once it's gone!" She wrapped her long fingers tightly around the shaft of his prick and stroked his firm, stiff fuck pole deftly.

"Well, hell! It's not gone yet!" Sam got to his knees and took her in his arms, kissing her deeply, his tongue darting into her warm mouth. Her tongue rubbed wetly back at it while his hands moved down her smooth back and cupped the meaty cheeks of her ass. His fingers kneaded the firm, silky mounds of her ass and his hairy chest pressed into her big, stiff-tipped tits.

"I wanna suck that hot pussy of yours before I fuck it," he told her, his voice raspy with passion.

"And I don't suppose I have anything to say about it at all," she sighed, feeling his swollen cock poking against her fluttering belly.

"Not really!" Sam replied cheerfully, pushing her over onto her back. He grabbed her by the ankles, spreading her curvy legs wide apart, while she squirmed and giggled up at him. Then, using his broad shoulders to hold her creamy thighs, apart, he settled himself face-down between her legs and lowered his mouth onto her hairy cunt slit.

"Ooooooohhhh!" Ellen cried, lifting her crotch upward, as the tip of his tongue slithered over the oozing lips of her pussy.

"That's the way, Sam! I'll miss that tongue of yours almost as much as your big prick! Aaahhh, shit! I've never known a man who could eat pussy like you do!" She bucked her frothy cunt slit up against his stroking tongue. "Eat me, Sam!" she whimpered. "Oh, God, eat my pussy!"

Sam lapped slowly up and down over the narrow opening to her cunt, slurping at the delicious trickles of giri-cum that were oozing out of her tiny pussy slit. Then, while she squirmed her ass around excitedly on the bed, he moved onto her flat, satiny stomach. He dipped his tongue tip into the deep pit of her belly-button.

He glanced upward at the lush mounds of her tits, with their stiff coral-colored nipples, sitting firmly on her chest. He murmured in approval, closing his mouth around one her nipples, stroking the tasty flesh with the flat of his tongue. "Tastes wonderful," he mumbled around the mouthful of tit.

He kissed and lapped and sucked all over her jiggling tits, then moved higher, into the hollow of her throat and across her creamy shoulders. He felt electric sensations racing up and down his backbone, making his cock jump and shiver, filling his balls with an overpowering need to cum. He sat up suddenly and knelt there, looking at her.

Ellen Adams looked a good ten years younger than her real age of thirty-nine. Her hair was light blonde, her eyes deep blue. Her tits were big, solid mounds of resilient flesh, capped by plump rosy nipples. Her waist was trim, her hips wide. Nestled between her round, shapely thighs was a swirling tuft of hair which framed the tight, pink-lipped slot of her pussy.

"Christ," Sam panted, reaching down to finger the snug drooling fuck hole between her legs. "I can't get over how beautiful you are. Sometimes I think I have to be dreaming and that I'll wake up any second and you won't be here."

"Well, I am here, darling. You're the one who's going away, remember? But before I let you escape, I want a few more of the kind of hot fucks only you know how to give a gal! C'mon, stud! We've got all night to fuck and suck and fuck again!"

As she reached out and tried to grab his thrusting cock meat, he ducked back and asked, "Don't you have to be home tonight? What'll your daughter – what's her name, Penny – what'll she say about her mother staying out all night?"

"Penny can take care of herself. She'll sit up watching TV later than she should, I suppose, but except for that, she'll be just fine by herself. But forget that! C'mon! I wanna get fucked so bad, it hurts!"

Her eyes were glued to the massive rod of fuck meat bobbing back and forth from Sam's hairy groin.

"I wanna feel as much of that monster as I can, deep into my pussy as you can get it, as many times as you can get it up," she chanted in a low, sing-song voice. "I want you to fuck the livin' hell outta my hot pussy, darling!"

Again she reached out for his swaying prick shaft, and again he easily evaded her groping hands. He lowered her face back down into her furry cunt mound instead, jabbing his fleshy tongue in through the woman's quivering cunt lips and into the wet warmth of her pussy. "Gonna eat this cunt some more before I fuck it," he said, his voice muffled by the damp flesh of her crotch.

"Ooooh! Ooooh!" Ellen gurgled, gripping him by the hair of his head and mashing his face tightly into her drippy cunt. Her ass bounced up and down on the stringy mattress, her crotch rubbing against his mouth and nose. "Ooohhh!" She felt her stiff clit starting to vibrate under the steady swirling licks from his wet tongue. "Yeah, Sam! Just like that! God, that feeds so nice!" His tongue curled into a sharp spear and drilled deeply into her seething cunt hole. "Oooohhhhh! Do it to me, Sam! Tongue fuck me! Then fuck me with that huge prick of yours!"