Victoria Parker - She sits and sucks

"Oh, gawwwwd, I think I love you, sir!" "I know I love you, Susan."

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Sue babbled.

His cock was hard as iron. The slick-slide stroked her pussy with thrilling tingles. Sue knew she was on the verge of cumming. She pumped birder at his stroke.

She was possessed by the rhapsodic sound of their slurping fucking, the slushy swish of prick and clit.

His thick, teeming hard-on lavished her sucking pussy. Sue wagged her beautiful ass and he fired out a load of cream just as she exploded in a convulsive climax.

"I'm cummin'!" he yelped.

Cream poured into her pussy.

"I am too!" she barked.

Then the exceptional blush of excitement freaked through her, gave her a fabulous cum buzz as his prick shot an ooh, load of cum into her cunt.

"Oh, goooodeeeee, don't stop!" Sue cried.

Mr. Madison rocked in and out. His trembling body was wracked with a remarkable fever. His cock sprayed heaps of chunky cum cream into her pussy.

"Fuck it!" Sue hissed, hotly. "Just fuck it."

"Ohhhh, oh, Sue!"

They stood together, connected by their tingling passion, prick and pussy, there high over the city in Mr. Madison's plush office.

Sue's investment in the nuclear stock zoomed and she sold out for a three-thousand-dollar profit. She immediately took that total, keeping her original thousand, and invested in DC Display Systems. At two dollars a share, she was able to get fifteen hundred shares.

Life was treating her well, she thought. And indeed she also thought that it should. She was pretty, stacked, bright, and she was learning.

She continued reading the Wall Street Journal, and went to a bookstore where she bought more books on investing and the stock market.

At night, when she wasn't babysitting, after her school work, she read late into the night about investing. There were many evenings when she simply lay back, closed her book, and thought about Mr. Madison.

It was Mr. Madison, after all, who was responsible for the turn of events in her life, the money she was making in the stock market.

Could she actually be in love with a man thirty-two years older than she was? She didn't know, but she thought that she did indeed love the handsome, older man. He was so brilliant, generous, loving, and the way he made love to her was thrilling.

His suggestion that she buy DG Display Systems was a good one. Within three days, the stock had jumped a point and she held a fifteen-hundred-dollar profit.

Excited, more determined than ever to learn the stock market and the way of big business, Sue bought a book called, Accounting Made Easy.

She learned about book value, valued assets, current assets versus current liabilities, how to scan a balance sheet and corporate reports to find a good stock buy.

She couldn't wait for her next visit to Mr. Madison to tell him of her progress, but before that happened she received a call to baby-sit for a Mr. and Mrs. Holt.

Sue knew the score with older men now. She dressed tastefully but sexily for her appointment, arriving in a cab on the outskirts of town, far away from the river, at a nice house in a new subdivision called Oak Tree.

She looked good in a black mini, pink sweater, white heels, and walked to the house after paying the taxi driver. She rang the doorbell.

Mrs. Holt let her in.

"Well, hello, I'm so glad you could come," Mrs. Holt said.

"I've been at a birthday party for a girlfriend, so I'm still dressed up," Sue lied.

"Fine, fine, well… we're going to a big party ourselves, and we won't be home until late, and as we discussed on the phone, we want you to stay over."

Sue had her overnight bag. "Sure, that's fine." Sue walked through the one-story, sprawling, ranch-type house, into a large living room with a bar. Mr. Holt was mixing drinks for several people who sat at the bar and stood around.

He stopped and came over.

"This is Sue Powers, Ed, our babysitter. She came highly recommended by the school," Mrs. Holt said.

Ed gazed at her lovely beauty. He was forty. He wore a shirt, slacks and loafers.

"Well, nice to meet you, and thanks for coming. We have a little party going. Janet will show you around, and tomorrow morning I'll pay you and see that you get back home."

"Fine, sir," Sue said.

Janet Holt showed Sue the house, then introduced her to Junior Holt and his cousin Cynthia. Cynthia was staying over too, since her parents were going out with the Holts.

"You can let them stay up until midnight or after. They're both in junior high now."

The Holts left. Sue could see both Mr. Halt and the other man, Cynthia's dad, give her admiring looks before they went out for the evening.

After they had gone, Sue popped popcorn and the three watched TV. Junior was a cute blond with a crew cut, and Cynthia had brown hair, short at five-foot-one, budding young teen tits that looked like plums under her tight camisole top. She wore tight, faded jeans.

The news came on, then all-night videos, which Cynthia and Junior wanted to watch. They all sat in the TV room watching and singing along.

"Can we dance?" Junior asked. "Sure, if you wanna," Sue said. "Should we dance, Cynthia?" he asked. "I dunno."

"Aw, come on."

"I dunno"

"I'll dance with you, Junior," Sue said. They boogied down to an old Rod Stewart video, and then a new slow one came on from Wang Chung. Sue let Junior hold her close. Cynthia watched.

Sue's new investment went well and by the time she was scheduled to meet with Mr. Madison, she had piled up a total of six thousand in profits and had sold out DO Display Systems.

As instructed, she had researched and found a stock on her own and she was excited to tell her lover about her diligent research efforts.

She went to his office after a Friday afternoon football game. She decided to leave her sexy, cute uniform on. She thought Mr. Madison might like her dressed in her uniform, that it might excite and delight him as it did so many other boys and men.

Sue looked delicious. She wore her red short skirt with inverted white pleats, her red sweater with white collar, featuring a white stripe at the top and bottom. Her legs were darling in her white knee socks, her red tennis shoes with white laces. On the front of her sweater, between the stripes was scripted the familiar Devils.

Her big titties splashed against the sweater, the tiny skirt, so short as to be lewd, swirled on her tan thighs. She looked stunning as she entered Mr. Madison's office late after everyone had left.

He stood up.

"Well, hello. My, you look very pretty today," he said, inspecting her double ponytails that bobbed from the sides of her head, her pretty face with pink blush on the cheeks, glistening pink gloss on the lips.

"I came over after the game, sir. I didn't have time to change clothes."

He came around the desk, walked to her and grabbed her. He pulled her into a crushing embrace and kissed her luscious mouth.

His hands played up under her pleats, back around, feeling the smooth glow of her ass, feeling the chubby cheeks through the slick black bloomers she wore.

Mr. Madison's cock leaped to an erection and throbbed against Sue. They finished their kiss, both panting, both hot and full of fire.

"I've missed you," he whispered.

"I've missed you too, Mr. Madison."

Mr. Madison picked little Sue up in his strong arms, carried her around behind his desk and sat her down on top, her legs dangling from the knee.

His prick pushed out his slacks. He caressed her smooth cheeks with his fingers and kissed her lightly with a wet mouth. Sue kissed back.

She trembled as he cupped her tits and fondled them, jiggling them lovingly in the palms of his hands. One hand slid down to her skirt. He slid it under the white inverted pleats, up into her crotch where he rubbed her black briefs on their muffin softness.