Emile Bosch - Beverly Hills vixens

He had never been sucked off like this before. Only a true Beverly Hills fox like Mrs. William Dunlop could give this type of head. Her very throat muscles constricted and contracted, so that even when the dick was deep inside her, she was massaging him with her throat.

The young man began thrusting his hips forward, fucking her beautiful face harder and harder, watching as her sweet mouth rounded his fat prick. He could hardly contain himself another thrust. In a sudden moment, the strongest ripples of an orgasm tore through his entire being. It seemed that the cum rushed from every part of his body towards his dick head. His balls pulled up and expelled their milky juices down the long shaft until it all came shooting out like one of the oil wells Mr. Dunlop was so found of investing in.

Kim wasn't about to let any of this precious liquid go to waste. She took as much as she could in her mouth until it starting leaking out the sides. It dripped on her bouncing tits and she smeared it around on them, the added lubrication making her nipples even more sensitive. She played with her clit even harder, stroking it, manipulating it, sticking a finger into her cunt until she, too, triggered the orgasmic reaction within her own body.

Keeping the young man's dripping tool stuffed in her mouth, she shuddered and flopped about like a fish on a hook. She shook her tits back and forth.

"Ooh, ooh, aaaaaah!" she cried out. She slumped down against the side of the dressing room. Her sucked-off friend sat down on the chair, his pants about his ankles, his poor little prick now looking quite bedraggled.

"Madam, may I say with all sincerity, that you are the very best," he said.

Behind curtain number two, a similar scene was progressing. The middle-aged man bade Tammy to sit down on the chair. He knelt before her and reaching up her dress, pulled down her lacy panties.

"These are very nice," he said.

"They should be," said Tammy. "I bought them here."

"Yes, I thought I recognized them," said the middle-aged man.

Then, after carefully folding the flimsy undergarment, he pushed back Tammy's skirt around her hips, fully exposing her pussy. She always liked to feel air about her pussy and so she had shaved off all her hair there.

"Ahh," said the middle-aged man, "bald pubis."

"It's ever so delicate," said Tammy coquettishly.

"I shall be ever so delicate, also," said the middle-aged man. With that, he pushed her back in the chair. Tammy lifted her legs and pressed her feet against the sides of the small dressing room. The middle-aged man was in a feeding trough of sorts, his head caught between Tammy's lean and long legs, with nothing but her hairless pussy to chew upon.

"This is ever so civilized," said he, "for I won't have to worry about getting any hair stuck between my teeth."

"I don't know if that would increase sales or not," said Tammy, giving it a serious consideration. She liked to indulge in retail promotion schemes as a sort of hobby.

"Well, then," said the middle-aged man, "let us begin."

His head dipped down to her pussy lips and with his long wet tongue, soon teased them open to reveal her pink little clitoris. "Ahh," he moaned.

"Ahh," she moaned.

Having found the pearl of her pleasure, his tongue went to work immediately. Tammy pitched back and forth, jamming her pussy hard against the middle-aged man's mouth. His tongue dug deep inside her, like an extremely dexterous dick. She began gushing forth pussy juice, which he lapped up like the honey it was.

"Ohhh, baby," she said. "You give such delightful head."

He did not pause to reply, but only increased the manipulations of his clever little tongue. Tammy felt warm wave after warm wave come splashing over her body. She opened her knees even farther, pressing her pussy upwards and forwards into the man's face.

Finally, she shook with the first wave of cumming.

"Oooh, baby, baby. I'm getting off, I'm getting off. I'm… aaaah."

Her knees bounced back and forth, she pressed her high-heeled feet so hard into the wall that both heels punched through the dry wall. Now her legs were caught, spread right open.

"Oh, dear," she said. "I believe my feet are stuck."

The middle-aged man stood back to admire the view, Tammy's nice bald pussy, open to the world, with her legs spread wide apart, her heels hooked into the wall.

"Well," said he, "we might as well take advantage of the situation."

"Yes," she agreed, "we might as well. I don't believe, however, that you've put on a fashion show for me yet."

"As you request," said the middle-aged man. He first removed his tuxedo coat and hung it upon a hanger, then his ruffled shirt. He undid his belt, then unbuttoned the various buttons and latches holding up his tuxedo pants. When he slipped them down, a ten-inch cock bounced up, eager to go.

"Oh, my goodness, goodness," cried out Tammy. As soon as she saw the enormous member, she wanted it deep inside her. She wanted to be fucked like nobody's business.

"Oh, goodness, you had better fuck me quickly with that before it's declared illegal."

As you request, said the middle-aged man. Kneeling in front of her once more, he grasped her about the hips and positioned the tip of his ten-incher at the lips of her bald pussy. He thrust inside just enough to make Tammy squirm.

"I must see your tits," he said.

With his dick inside her pussy, he reached up to her blouse and undid the buttons. So worn out with pleasure, Tammy let him do most of the work, pushing her forward to take off her louse. Then he undid her bra and her tits spilled out. They were gorgeous. She had been blessed with extremely long nipples, an inch high, and they pointed right at the man's mouth.

"Oh, these are made for sucking, too," he cried out, and quickly bent forward to put his mouth about the left nipple, then the right, as if he didn't know which one to suck first.

Then, he grabbed her left tit and caressed it while he sucked on her right nipple. With his cock just barely inside her, with his left hand pulling on her left nipples and his lips sucking on her right, her legs spread wide and her feet caught against the wall, Tammy suddenly had an orgasm. It just sort of sneaked up on her before she could hardly know what was happening.

"Ooh, baby, baby, I'm cumming!"

He smiled. Her cum had released another flood of honey juice and it dripped down from her pussy.

"What are you doing to me?" she asked. "I just came with only an inch in me. What's going to happen when you give me the other nine?"

"I'm up for the adventure," said the man.

"Yes," cried Tammy, "let's be adventurous."

With that, he slowly pushed the entire shaft of his dick into her tight little pussy, blue-veined inch by blue-veined inch. Tammy's legs shook and trembled, locked into the wall, her pussy just bare and exposed and begging to be fucked. She shook her head back and forth furiously, and putting her hands on his ass, pushed him in as far as he could go.

"Oh, yes, yes. Fuck me, you big bull. Fuck me."

He didn't start fucking her full out once his dick was shoved up her, however. Instead, he caressed her tits some more. Tammy had always been in love with her tits. She had paid a lot of money for them. The best Beverly Hills plastic surgeon had added just the right amount of gelatin to make her big tits stand up even when she was laying down. She knew men loved them. The middle-aged man began circling his tongue about her erect inch-long nipple, then he began sucking on it, harder and harder.

"Ooh, please, please, fuck me," she cried out louder. "I must have some big dick and soon."

The middle-aged man had been around long enough to know not to give in immediately to the pleadings of these Beverly Hills women. If you waited a bit, they would appreciate it ever so much more. The secret was to tease them until they didn't think they could take any more and then really give it to them.