Gale Grayson - Door-to-door sex-girl

"Did you say her name was Virginia Brooks?" Hugo queried, taking her into his arms as she came to the bed and crawled up on top of him, lowering her mouth to his and accepting his sinuously probing tongue into the sweetness of her mouth, while at the same time she spread her thighs, then clamped them tightly as she captured the jackstaff of his heatedly pulsating cock in the fleshy trap between them. It lay hard and throbbing up against the naked pink flesh of her pussy.

"Yes," she mumbled into his mouth, as he flexed his hips ever so minutely, rubbing the thick base of his pulsing cock on the throbbing vibrant shaft of her fully hardened clitoris.

Phyllis felt the tingling tickle of his extremely hairy chest against the sensitive buds of her erect little nipples, and she rotated them through a short, repeated arc, back and forth across his chest, enjoying the sensation it produced in her. It was particularly tantalizing. Before she had begun this affair with her husband's boss, she hadn't known that her breasts were so sensitive and that they could be stimulated so easily.

Hugo's oversized hands roamed caressingly up and down her back, paying special attention to the round, protruding globes of her pliantly soft and smooth buttocks as he cupped them up, then pinched and massaged them, making ridges of her silky flesh ooze like white butter through his strong fingers. After a few moments, he felt her ripely naked loins undulating counteringly, as she began to slide her moistly naked cunt up and down the rock-hard shaft of his cock.

Breaking the deep kiss, he rumbled in his deep bass voice, "You can go down on me, this afternoon, doll…"

It wasn't exactly an order or a command. He was just telling her what he wanted her to do, and somehow, without being forced or coerced, she had always obeyed him unquestioningly.

"Okay, darling!" she breathed, agreeing instantly and giving him a bright smile. What she had learned in the months since she had been coming here to Hugo's office on the afternoons he designated, was that her willingness, her efforts to give him pleasure, had had an indirect effect upon her and Art's standard of living. The number of representatives working under her husband had increased; in fact the numbers had almost doubled… and Art had been told, at least the hint had been dropped, that he was being considered for an area supervisorship, perhaps encompassing one whole state, such as Nevada or possibly Arizona. Phyllis was sure that her husband was not aware that Hugo was supplying him with the extra salesmen and thereby substantially increasing his take-home pay. To hear him tell it, he's making it all on his own! Of course, she certainly wasn't going to tell him what she had surmised. She'd just let him go on thinking the way he did, and she sure as hell wasn't going to let him know about her clandestine affair with his boss. It was the secrecy of it that kept making her think she was extracting a sweet revenge. So, she was more than willing to do whatever Hugo wanted.

She slithered nakedly down over him, pausing for a moment to lick and suck at both of his tiny nipples, burrowing down through the thick hair on his chest to get at them. Phyllis knew that he liked it, so she bore the intense tickling sensation his hair produced on her lips and nose. It was a small favor in return for the complete satisfaction he gave her each time they fucked.

Foxx moaned his satisfaction with her as she subserviently knelt – her heavily ripened breasts swaying like fruit ready to be picked – between his widespread legs. She was holding the lust-thickened shaft of his cock with one hand, while the other reached under to caress his sperm-laden testicles in their scrotal sac. In spite of the erotic pleasure she was bringing him, his mind was on other matters. Changes, of which Phyllis wasn't aware as yet, were in the offing. At the last meeting he had attended at the home offices in Connecticut, he had strongly recommended Hartman for a position that was just opening up in Idaho, and it was fairly certain that he would get it. The president of the company had agreed to fly out to Palm Springs in two weeks to look Arthur over during Hugo's own area-wide sales meeting to be held in the desert resort city. In a way, he hated to see her husband promoted. It meant that he wouldn't be able to see Phyllis as often. But hell… change is what makes the world spin! He was already thinking about that lusciously voluptuous blonde, Virginia Brooks, whom Phyllis was so uptight about. She had made a helluva impression on him, and now that he knew for sure that Arthur would probably be going to Pocatello, taking Phyllis along with him, he'd have to see what he could do about replacing her. That Brooks bitch is young and tender, too! I like them like that! Get a sweet young thing like her… and you can teach them right!

He realized, of course, that Hartman had gotten to her first. That's no problem! I'll have Hartman in my office first thing tomorrow morning! He'll listen to reason and pass that cute little blonde along to me… or else! Hugo always got what he wanted, one way or another!

Nakedly kneeling below him, Phyllis had sucked up one of his egg-sized testicles into her soft warm mouth and was gently laving it with her tongue. His hands went down to her jet-black hair to smooth and caress her. In the next few moments, she had likewise sucked on his other sperm-filled ball. The feel of her hot little mouth working down there between his legs gave him a whole series of erotic sensations. Then she was licking him, her tongue flicking back along the sensitive flesh behind his scrotum until she was moistly nudging her tongue tip into the sensitive, puckered ring of his anus. He moaned and writhed under the electric charge of it, groaning, "God, baby… that's it! That's nice! Damned nice!" He felt his wildly aching cock throb and lurch involuntarily, and after a moment, he gasped. "That's enough, Phyllis!"

His hands on her head pulled her wetly probing tongue away, then he was guiding her hungrily opened mouth toward the bloated head of his massively pulsating penis. Her smoke-gray eyes bored up at him sexily as she murmured, "That must have given you quite a charge, I hope!"

"You know damned well it did! Christ! My cock stood up and yelled for attention!"

"Mmmmm!" she mumbled unintelligibly as her sensuous lips ovalled and slowly slid down over the heatedly pulsing head of his penis, her wet little tongue instantly beginning to swirl around and around the smooth, satiny flesh. One hand held the long thick shaft while her other caressed his scrotal sac, scratching lightly with her nails. Every now and then, she slid her middle finger back and under a little farther to press against the saliva-moistened flesh of his anus. All were things that Hugo Foxx had taught her.

Now, as he signaled her with his hands on her head, she began to bob up and down, gradually absorbing more and more of his enormous cock's shaft into her warmly sucking mouth and partway down her comfortably relaxed throat.

He watched her cheeks hollow and fill with the exertion of sucking pressure, and enjoyed the lurid sight of her wetly ovalled lips nibbling so lewdly up and down the thick trunk of his penis. Little pinkly glistening flanges of the tender inner flesh of her lips pulled out on the top stroke of her bobbing head then were stuffed back in again as her head came down on her cock-absorbing downstroke. He watched it all and had a feeling of misgiving that he would have to give her up soon. Christ, I no sooner get her taught all the things I like than I've got to give her up! There was the one thing in the offing, which he had kept the closest secret of all. He, himself, it had been hinted by the Eko-Klean president, was slated for a regional directorship. And, Christ, if I do get it, I'll be traveling all over the eleven western states, and I'll be damned sure to make it to Pocatello, among other places, as often as I can!