Curt Aldrich - Hot widow, no panties

"Please!" Jennifer said. "Stop for a second! Please!"

"You've got such great tits!" the boy said, unable to take his eyes off her spit-wet tit-buds.

"Would you like to taste something else?" Jennifer said. "Would you like me to push my pants down?"

"You want me to lick your crotch!"

"Fuck!" The boy started to tug at her jeans. She pushed his hands away. "Let me, I can do it faster myself."

The boy sat back, jerking on his cock as Jennifer lifted her ass and pushed her pants down to her ankles. She wasn't wearing panties, and she was dripping between the cunt-lips.

"Pull them off my feet," she said, lifting her legs.

The boy's hands shook so that he had trouble getting her jeans off over her sandals. He dropped the jeans and looked at her as she sat before him with her legs spread, not a stitch of clothing on her body except for the sandals. He grabbed his cock and started beating off.

She kicked at his pumping hand. "Save it. I thought you wanted to lick me."

The boy grabbed her right foot and started slobbering all over her bare toes, his spit leaking all over the leather straps of her sandal. He unbuckled the sandal and pulled it off. He pressed her naked foot to his balls, rubbed his cock against her spit-wet toes, lifted her foot to his lips and started sucking her toes again.

Jennifer's hot crotch throbbed. As the boy sucked her toes, she rammed a finger up her pussy and masturbated.

The boy dropped her foot, gawking at her plunging finger. He moved up between her legs, licking the smooth flesh of her inner thighs, licking at her finger as it slipped in and out of her pussy. She pulled her finger out of her cunt and wiped pussyjuice on his nose. He pried her cuntlips apart with his thumbs and plunged his nose between them. His tongue slipped inside her crotch, licking, probing, tasting.

Jennifer went crazy. She moaned as she rubbed her pussy in the boy's mouth. Electricity shot through her loins. Her pussy leaked so much juice that the boy gurgled as the hot pussycream ran into his throat. He sucked and slurped, his red head twisted between her legs, his lips smacking, his tongue jabbing and twisting.

"Stick your cock in me!" Jennifer gasped. "Quick! Oh baby, fuck me!"

The boy drooled pussyjuice from his mouth all over her belly and tits as he pushed her down on the car seat and climbed up over her. Her ass rested at the edge of the car seat, her legs out the door, as the panting youth guided his cock between her legs and into her clutching, red-hot pussy. As he settled down on her, she fumbled with his shirt buttons.

"I wanna feel your bare chest on my tits," she panted as the boy's cock pulsed inside her.

Panting as wildly as she was, the boy allowed her to open his shirt and push it off before he started his thrusting. Her arms went around his naked back and she crushed him against her, grinding her tits against his hard chest.

"Fuck me!" she moaned, licking his lips, his nose. "Grind that big thing inside me!"

As the grunting, delirious teenager began to hump, hammering his uncut cock up her cunt again and again, Jennifer French-kissed him, licking out his mouth and throat. His own tongue slipped into her mouth and his spit ran down her throat.

The car rocked. The toes of Jennifer's right foot clawed against the asphalt parking lot, the toes of her left foot against the leather sole of the sandal she still wore. As the bag boy fucked her, his jeans down around his feet, his green eyes glazed over and his body quivered. His cock felt like a huge hard snake inside her, striking at the depths of her pussy, reaming her out, fucking her out of her mind.

Jennifer whined, raking her fingernails down the boy's back. She rocked her hips, fucking her cunt on his plunging cock. Her feet came up and she kicked at his bouncing ass. Her legs locked around him.

"Oh baby, give it to me! Please baby, fuck me! Make me come, darling! Oh yes ram that big cock! Ram it! Ram it!"

As Jennifer gibbered out of her mind, the teenager growled like a mad dog, squirming and thrusting between her legs, grinding his cock so deep in her pussy that his balls were almost stuffed inside her with it. Sweat trickled down his face and dripped all over Jennifer's face and neck. He set his jaw and chewed his lips, concentrating all his attention on the pleasure running through his cock. Jennifer felt his cock swell and harden. She could tell by the way he teased up that he was going to come.

"Shoot it!" she grunted. "Shoot it, darling, yes!"

She writhed, the fuck-pleasure saturating every cell of her body. As she churned her cunt on the boy's vibrating cock, electricity surged through her loins and shot to her nipples and clit and toes. She arched up, grunting and wailing like an animal as the spurns exploded inside her. As she started coming, the teenager's cock flexed powerfully, and his cum burst like buckshot into her pussy.

"Awwwww!" the boy moaned, jerking on top of her, firing his jism up her cunt. "Awwwww yeahhhh!"

Jennifer's eyes rolled back to white slits, her eyelids quivering, the ecstasy surging through her body. She felt the boy's cock jumping and spurting in her cunt. As the boy continued to hump, grinding his cock against her clit and deep into the quivering depths of her pussy-hole, she nearly passed out from the intensity of her ecstasy. She clung to him, fucking him back, grinding against him and wanting to melt together with him forever.

After a minute of orgasmic writhing, the boy collapsed motionless on top of her, then lay on her as if unconscious until Jennifer began to feel claustrophobic and uneasy and tried to rouse him. She imagined somebody coming along and catching her with the boy. They'd both be arrested for public indecency.

"Hey," she said, shaking the boy. "Wake up, huh? I think your fifteen-minute break is over."

After a few more shakes and prods, and a few more words, finally got the boy to pull his cock out of her and climb off. He glanced once at his watch and began dressing in a panic.

"Thanks for the tip," he said as he zipped up his pants and turned to leave. "Have a nice day, lady. You've got great tits."

"You've got a great cock," Jennifer said, watching him trot back to work.

She buttoned up her blouse, pulled up her jeans, strapped the sandal back on her right foot, and started her car. As she drove home, she was sticky between the cuntlips with freshly shot jizz, her stomach cried for food. She'd never had such an appetite.

Jennifer was going crazy with horniness by the time Gary arrived for a visit in the early afternoon. The moment he stepped in the front door and dropped his paper-sack on the floor of the foyer, Jennifer was pulling down his pants, which today, as yesterday, was the only clothes he was wearing.

He kicked the jeans off his ankles and stood before her with an erect, throbbing cock. "I didn't even jerk off yet today, widow. I saved it all for you."

Kneeling at his feet, Jennifer nuzzled his sweaty balls, getting herself drunk on his male scent. She grabbed his cock and squeezed it, making his cock veins bulge, his cockhead swell, its lube ooze out. She sucked the lube from his open pisshole, then licked all over and around his cockhead.

"Man, you sure love prick," Gary said. "Too bad Tommy's got baseball practice this afternoon. He don't know what he's missing."

Jennifer growled, going down on the boy's cock, sucking up his cockhead and most of his cockshaft. Her blonde head bobbed as her lips slid up and down and her tongue churned. As she sucked cock, she shoved her free hand down her slacks and slipped a finger up her throbbing pussy.

"Take off your clothes," Gary said. "I wanna see your tits and ass." He let her suck him a few more seconds, then pushed her away. "Come on, take off your clothes."