Ray Todd - His loving little sister

Finally lifting the youngster from his lap, he spread her out on the couch. Lowering his face over her deliciously naked body, he began lovingly licking her dimpled navel and belly. Then parting her soft young legs, he moved his face down until his eyes were only inches from her exquisite little pussy. Robin began shivering with excitement as she felt his hot breath against her juicy twat.

"Oh, Mr. Mason!" she squealed, feeling his tongue slowly easing up into her slit. "Shit, that feels good."

He started slowly, but was soon lashing his tongue rapidly in and out of her hot, juicy little hole. The man was suddenly aware that his cock was throbbing violently in his pants, something it hadn't done in years except when he was watching his wife being fucked. The almost forgotten sensation of tingles racing up and down his cock was fantastic.

"Oh, Mr. Mason!" she screamed with joy when his probing tongue found her clitty. "God, that feels good."

The hot sweet scent of her steaming pussy was filling his nostrils. He couldn't get over the tangy taste of the youngster's deliciously hot juices dripping onto his tongue, trickling down the back of his throat. Twisting his face from side to side, he tried to drill his tongue even deeper into the slippery hotness of her dripping little slit.

As the man lustily devoured her delicious pussy, Robin was thrashing and lurching all over the sofa. The man was having one helluva time trying to keep his slurping lips welded against her squirming little twat.

"Suck, honey, suck!" she shrieked. "Don't stop, Mr. Mason! Don't ever stop!"

The man continued slurping on her cunt, completely aware of the horrendous hard-on that was throbbing wildly in his pants.

Robin's little clit had become rock-hard as the wildly aroused man sucked and rolled it between his tongue and lips. The squealing youngster's ass was drenched with the hot juices that were running out of her creaming slit. Frantically rubbing her sopping cunt up and down against his slavering wet face, the girl was almost out of her mind with the intense ecstasy.

"Oh, honey!" she whimpered, "I'm gonna come, gonna come!"

He began sucking harder and faster, anxious to carry the child over the crest of her impending climax.

"Help me!" she shrieked. "Oh, Christ, I'm coming! I'm coming! Aaaaauuuuggggh! Eeeeeeaaaah!"

Thrusting her crotch up, she violently ground her spasming cunt against his face, and with one last scream, she collapsed into a limp mass of trembling flesh.

Gathering the girl up, he drew her naked little body into his arms.

"Are you okay, honey?" he asked, tenderly running his fingers through her rumpled blonde hair.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Did you enjoy that?"

"Shit, Mr. Mason," she whispered. "That was fantastic. You're some real man."

Pleased that he'd been able to satisfy the girl so well, he cradled her in his arms, covering her softly parted lips with his mouth, gently probing his tongue between her teeth.

"Oh, Mr. Mason," she giggled, feeling his cock throbbing against her body through his pants. "You've got a hard-on."

This was the first time anyone had said this to him in almost ten years, and it was music to his ears.

"Yes, darling," he whispered. "I know it."

"May I play with it?"

For a brief moment he was struck with fear, afraid it would go limp when she touched it. Then realizing that the youngster didn't expect him to try and fuck her, the thought of her soft fingers toying with his prick was rather exciting.

"May I?" she repeated.

"If you want to."

"Good," she giggled excitedly. "Now take your clothes off."

"All of them?"

"Sure," she grinned. "I did."

When the man stood up and removed his clothes, Robin reached out and tentatively touched his hard cock with her fingers.

"Gee, that's neat," she whispered as he sat back down on the edge of the couch.

Duane suddenly had a frightened feeling that his cock wouldn't maintain its hardness. He momentarily wondered what the cute little kid would think of him if it suddenly went limp. Then glancing down, he was alarmed to see it slowly sagging.

"It's such a sweet prick," she whispered, clutching it in her fingers when she realized what was happening. "I'm so glad you're letting me play with it."

The feel of her soft little hand against the hot bare, flesh of his cock sent a shiver of ecstasy through his loins that momentarily blanked out his fears. The pleasure was quickly increased when the youngster began sliding the thick foreskin up and down over his shaft.

Robin's little pussy started tingling with joy when she felt his cock starting to thicken again in her fingers. Sliding the skin back and forth over his sensitive cockhead, she could feel his dong getting stiffer by the second until it was as rock-hard as it had been a few moments ago.

"Isn't this fun," she giggled as he writhed around under her tender caresses. "This is the neatest cock I've ever played with."

Dropping to her knees in front of him, she touched the tip of his prick with her hot, wet little tongue. As always, the aroma and taste of a hard dick sent delicious shivers up and down her tingling spine. Holding his cock straight up in the air, she began licking the underside of his twitching knob as if it were an ice cream cone.

"Oh, my God," he moaned, feeling her deliciously hot tongue lapping wetly against the network of nerves under the base of his cockhead, "That feels wonderful."

Bending his prick slightly forward, Robin opened her mouth wide and wrapped the soft wetness of her lips over the head of his hard rod. She could taste the tangy flavor of lubricating fluids that were oozing out from the tip of his excited boner. The suction of her lips around the head of his dick was driving him wild.

"Oh, Mr. Mason," she whispered, momentarily removing her mouth from his cock. "You're such a wonderful man and I just love the taste of your nice big prick."

The man was trembling with the intense pleasure of her soft warm lips sucking and pulling on his lust-bloated cock head. On and on she sucked, bringing him closer and closer and closer to a thundering climax. The child was excitedly waiting for him to fill her mouth with delicious cock-cream when she suddenly remembered what she was being paid to do.

"Oh, God, baby!" he gasped. "Don't stop, honey! I'm almost ready to squirt!"

Afraid that he would, the youngster quickly pulled her lips away from his lust-bloated tool.

"Jesus Christ," he roared. "What the hell are you doing? I'm ready to shoot!"

"Then shoot it in here," she giggled, facing the man as she straddled his loins.

He just stared wildly at the youngster as she slowly lowered her hot dripping twat down toward his lurching rod. In his aroused state, he shuddered violently when her hot, wet cuntlips brushed against the tingling tip of his cock head. Suddenly wanting to fuck her more than he'd ever wanted to do anything in his life, he excitedly grasped her soft young ass cheeks and guided her juicy twat down over his throbbing cock. He could see the flow of slippery cunt juices dripping out around his prick as her slippery pussy lips closed around it. He was thrilled at how easily the big swollen head of his knob slithered through the slippery little opening.

"Oh, Mr. Mason!" she squealed with delight as she threw her arms around his neck and rubbed her luscious tits against his face.

Still holding her quivering asscheeks, he lowered the girl's hot, tight cunt farther down over his straining pole.

"That's it, honey!" she whimpered. "Deeper, baby! Ram it in deeper!"

Robin's tight, slippery twat walls were squeezing deliciously against his screaming prick as it sank deeper and deeper into her hot little belly. It had been years since he'd felt slippery hot cunt flesh closing around his dick, and the glorious feeling of it was driving him wild. He'd completely forgotten the intense pleasure that a hot sucking pussy could give a man.