Jeff Collins - Horny loving babysitter

Mandy freed his balls, licked, kissed and sucked them. "Mmmm, good… heaven," she moaned, tickling them gently with her fingertips.

Then, with a sudden, quick movement, she dove her mouth back onto his cock, sucking it down her throat, diving her warm lips all the way down to he base. She let it slip from her mouth slowly, a fraction of an inch at a time, her hot tongue titillating all his sensitive nerve ends. A ragged goon tore from Tim's throat.

"Oh, Jesus, baby, that's too good!" he gasped.

Mandy gobbled his cock back into her mouth. Warm, caressing lips, juicy lips, sank slowly down his cockshaft, making it throb, tingle. When she reached his prick base, she held all his pulsating prick meat in her throat, moaning softly around it. She tickled his balls again with her fingertips. He mussed her hair up, running his fingers through it while lying there with his prick down her throat to the root.

Her fingers tickling at his balls seemed to tap out a message to him, and he hunched down to grasp her narrow, slender shoulders. He pulled his cock out slowly, almost to his cockhead.

Mandy gave a quick lick to the deep ridge between his prickhead and shaft. Then he slid his prick slowly back down her throat. She moaned her approval and he slid his cock in and out again, not so slowly. Then he was fucking her face and she was taking all of it with stifled, jubilant moans.

Tim felt his balls tingle and knew he was about to come. And he didn't want to, not like that, and pot quite, yet. But his pause in the mouth-fucking brought an urgent whimper from Mandy. She wanted his cock, his cum, and she wanted it now!

So he went at her again, slamming his big, burning prick into the soft, juicy warmth of her mouth, sliding it back and forth, back and forth. Her suctioning lips caressed, clung to every pulsating inch of his big fucker, her mad tongue swirling, darting. His balls began to tingle again. He growled, mouth-fucking her harder, grasping her soft, feminine shoulders.

Then his cum struck the back of her throat. She answered his animal growl with a soft but impassioned moan. He filled her mouth with steaming jism and heard her gulp as she drank all of it down hungrily.

He held his prick down her throat, letting it soften slowly. Mandy was whimpering quietly.

When he pulled his cock free of her mouth, she quickly kissed it. A droplet of cum clung to his piss slit and she licked it off. She ran her tongue around her full lips, looking up at him with wide, hungry eyes.

"It… it isn't over?" she said, her voice a whisper.

"Do you want it to be?"

"No!" she cried vehemently.

"Neither do I," he answered. "I want to see you again."

"When?"

"Come see me in my office tomorrow to… uh, pick up your check."

"Mr. Johnson?"

"Yes, Louise?"

"Your babysitter is here."

"Yes, Louise, send her in and cut that check. I'll buzz you when I need it."

"Yes, sir."

Five seconds later, Mandy stepped through the door and locked it behind her.

"That was great last night," she smiled, shrugging out of her blouse and moving toward his desk, her bare tits jiggling delightfully in front of her.

"I'm afraid last night was all we get, honey," Tim replied. "My wife heard us. You screamed out loud. I'll buzz for your check."

"No, fuck me first!"

"Are you crazy?"

She was fumbling for his zipper. Suddenly, she had his cock out… He tried to slip from her grasp, but she had already covered his cock with her mouth and it was getting hard.

"No, baby, we can't…"

When his cock was completely rigid, Mandy stood and removed the rest of her clothes. "Fuck me!" she cried.

"No, baby, we can't…"

Mandy threw herself an his desk. She lay on her back with one heel pressed tightly to the slit of matted pussy hair between her already throbbing thighs. With her hands she massaged the straining whiteness of her up thrust tits, kneading and pulling on them until it looked as though she would rip them loose from her chest.

"Ohhhhh," she groaned aloud. "I can see big, fat, hard cock fucking in and out of me when I press my heel into my own pussy. I love to play with my tits. I love to stretch and hurt my nipples."

As she spoke, she turned her head from side to side on the desk, making sure that she was capturing Tim's attention.

In spite of himself, Tim was mesmerized, hypnotized, by this gorgeous young creature. She was a hot one, all right – and a delightful one to watch.

Mandy let out a little cry of frustration and turned over on the desk. She lay on her stomach, pressing the rigid bud of her clit tightly against the wood, attempting to put out the fire that raged there.

Her hands burrowed down between her body and the desk top, groping at the throbbing mass of her pussy hair. Her legs scissored open, her feet dangling down on either side. She could feel her own moist pussy silt palpitating against the tip of her fingers which drew the narrow hole open, exposing the lips of her pulsing cunt to the warm air beneath her body.

"That's my pussy… see it?" she breathed.

"It's beautiful! It's mine and I love it! I love to feel myself. I love to suck… to fuck… I love my cunt!"

With a loud groan, she sunk her middle finger deep into her moistened pussy mouth. She held her breath, and inserted another finger, drawing her knees up to a kneeling position, with her luscious ass high in the air.

Then she jammed four fingers into her pussy in an effort to find relief. It still wasn't enough. Putting the weight of her upper body on her forehead, she reached up and behind her with her other hand. In desperation, she searched her wet cunt slit and rammed a consoling finger deep into the puckered hole between her moon shaped asscheeks. She gasped aloud as, in her haste, her fingernail dug into her soft, fleshy cunt walls, sending a sharp jolt of pain through her quivering body. She stilled for a moment, then took up a wildly writhing, passion-releasing rhythm.

Her full tits hung down, her nipples brushing the desk.

It was more than Tim could stand.

He picked her up and carried her to the leather sofa. Then he was kneeling between her legs. As he kissed the swollen, throbbing tits she held out to him, his hands found the soft warmth of her inner thighs and began to move. One worked on her silky warm skin, circling, massaging, and the other drove through her pussy hair to touch the boiling moistness beyond.

Mandy groaned as his hands and mouth worked at her willing flesh, tasting and feeling the lust that filled her body. Almost immediately, he felt her cunt-opening and closing on his hand as she pushed one tit into his mouth and the other against his cheek.

He lifted her and sat down with one leg on each side of her, his thighs widely spread and his prick jerking impatiently between them.

He pulled her up over his thighs until her tits were against his face and her cunt slit hovered, dripping, over his cock.

"Fuck," he said.

"Fuck," she said, reaching down with both hands and guiding his massive cockhead to the gaping mouth of her cunt.

She moaned as he took her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and squeezed. His prickhcad parted her gooey cunt lips. Tentatively, she moved her hips around and around. She felt him start to slide into her.

His prick was so huge, he almost took her breath away. She let her weight go and tried to rein. His prick was splitting her. She closed her eyes, ground her teeth together, and took another few inches into her belly. He was hurting her, filling her pussy with pain. But she wanted it. She wanted his cock.

She completely let herself go and felt all his huge length of fuckmeat fill her cunt-hole. She forgot the pain and concentrated on his fat cock. She looked down and smiled happily when she saw the base of his thick fuck tool, jerking like a hammering piston at the top of her pussy-slit.