Laura Quincy - Horny hot waitress

He reacted to her carefully worded praise, patting the divan beside him. "Why don't you sit down and get comfortable," he said, with a bold leer.

He smiled as she sat beside him.

"You know, Cindy, you seem very intelligent. I mean, you obviously know that a more mature man can offer so much more than some of these randy young bucks. Experience you know, that sort of thing."

She looked at him with a pleased expression. "Why, Bill, that's it exactly. I like a man who makes me feel like a woman… all woman."

"Cindy." His voice cracked, and he cleared his throat huskily. "Cindy, you're so, so lovely." His hand stroked the side of her cheek, dropping down smoothly to caress the curve of her throat. His fingers slid across the base of her neck, and he could feel how her pulse pounded. "So lovely."

Though she had initiated the seduction, Cindy found herself growing more and more hunted instead of the hunter. He was rapidly making her arousal total and overwhelming.

His fingers dipped, tracing the edge of her robe's neckline. Cindy's skin tingled wherever his touch went. She swayed, looking over at him with shining eyes and softly parted lips.

"You made me turned on earlier," she whistled. "Now you're making it worse." He smiled at her words, running the tips of his fingers along the deep vee neckline of her robe, brushing against the tingling tops of her tits. There was nothing she could do or wanted to do to stop the tide of passion his touch ignited.

"That outfit you had on made it extremely difficult for me to concentrate on my meal," he chuckled. "Or on anything at all for that matter. It was quite… uh, sexy."

"You liked it? I'm glad, Bill."

His touch grew more possessive, bolder. He rested both hands on her shoulders, lightly massaging her. Then his hands slid under the edge of her robe. Bill slid the shoulders of her robe down on her arms, slowly and sensually exposing her naked tits. Little by little the wide expanse of her tit flesh was exposed, until the edge of the robe rested at the crinkly skin surrounding her nipples, caught by the distended stubs of her hard pink tit tips.

Cindy felt her desire growing rapidly as he became more insistent and less shy in his caresses. The soft fabric at her swollen nipples made the small thick buds pulse with passion.

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned. "God, Bill, you're really getting me hot and bothered."

Bill was beside himself with fuck-lust by this point. His hands were trembling as he prepared to expose the full lush beauty of her tits.

A mere flick of his fingers made the edge of her robe drop off the twin spikes of her nipples.

He drew in his breath sharply at the revealed beauty of her tits. Cindy took a deep breath.

Her tits rose, trembling from their own weight, crowned with deep pink nipples. The flesh around her tit tips was crinkled from her passion, and her nipples were thick and hard and distended. Bill's face was drawn with lust as he surveyed her fleshy tit mound. It was obvious he loved what he saw.

As if drawn by magnets his hands reached for her tits, covering the full swollen globes. He squeezed, gently at first, then harder, making Cindy moan with unconcealed delight.

"Oooohhh, that feels so good," she murmured. "Bill, that feels so, so good."

"Wait till make you feel even better," he promised thickly.

He flattened his hands and rolled his palms against her tits in wide circular movements. He mashed her tits against her chest, making them throb deliciously.

Cindy sighed happily. Her whole body felt warm all the way through, and wonderfully heavy with amused passion. His hands on her tits made her ache for more of his loving caresses. Her cunt throbbed, deep inside, a wanting pulse that demanded satisfaction.

She covered his hands with her own, holding them tightly against her tits. Once more his fingers dug in, fondling her with growing force that only served to inflame the fire of her desire.

Her eyes fluttered closed and she let her head roll back a little, her face slack-muscled with passion. Soft mewling sounds came from deep in her throat.

"Seeing you so aroused makes me so fuckin' turned on," he muttered thickly, watching the play of emotions on her expressive face.

It was true. The depth and seeming limitlessness of her passion made his own fuck-lust ignite even more. Just knowing how much she wanted his touch was a terrific turn-on.

His fingers drew in, capturing the stubby tips of her tits. The pressure of his fingers made her jump, for it created exciting ripples of liquid fire along her nerve endings. Though already distended and firm, her tit tips got even harder and longer at his stimulating touch. Her nipples swelled until they stood stiffly out from the centers of her heavy tits.

Bill grinned, flicking at the tight lumps with a stiff finger. Each time he did it, her nipples throbbed achingly.

Cindy slid her hands under the full slope of her tits, lifting them up as if for his inspection.

"Suck me, Bill," she moaned. "Oh, please, I need it… suck my tits."

More than willing and eager, Bill leaned over her, his mouth feasting on the tender sweet flesh of her tits. His tongue rasped out, licking up and down the full curves of her tits. The texture and flavor of her skin was extremely exciting. She tasted warm and sweet.

He used his mouth as he had his fingers, first lightly massaging her hot tit flesh in almost teasing casualness. It wasn't long though before be did much more. Bill wasted no time in exploring every inch of her exposed tits with his avid tongue.

Rooting his head against her, he slid his tongue out along the crease under her tits, a tight tunnel of heated flesh. Then he licked up the underside of her tit to the tight pink center of her nipple.

Cindy moaned, trembling violently as wave after wave of agonizing arousal swept over her. He was infecting her with a fuck-lust that seemed to know no bounds.

She swayed and reached out, bracing her hands on his arms for support. Arching her back brought her tits even closer and harder against his sucking, licking mouth. She quivered when his sandpaper-like tongue came near the most sensitive part of her tits, her swollen nipples. The tight tit tips twitched invitingly.

Bill sensed the amount of excitement he was giving her, and it made him feel all man. She was one hot piece of ass, and if he could get her this turned on, he was really something. Urgently, he doubled his efforts to please her, which in turn, pleased him. His tongue worked madly against the straining flesh of her tits.

Long slow swipes of his tongue ended with Bill concentrating his attention on the tempting target of her nipples. He circled a plump tit tip hungrily with the stiffened tip of his tongue. After warming and wetting the little lump, he closed his mouth over her nipple, gently gnawing. It made shivers of passion race along Cindy's veins.

"God, that's what I need," she panted. "Give it to me, Bill, give me what I need!"

She moaned, biting her lips, as he continued sucking her tits. Bill went from one tit peak to the other, over and over, lavishing her horny nipples.

Cindy let, her hands move from his shoulders, sliding down his sides until she rested her hands on his waist. Her nimble fingers quickly unfastened his belt buckle and trousers. His enormous hard-on pressed against her palms as she gently eased down his zipper.

Freed, his huge hard cock sprang out, a long thick staff of lust-engorged flesh that vibrated warmly against her fingers.

Cindy closed her hand around his cock pole, pressing warmly with her fingers. Then she started pumping his prick, moving her hand very gently.

"God, what a cock," she said softly, her voice reflecting her wild arousal.

Within the firm grasp of her fingers, his prick swelled and pulsed with power. He had the power to make her writhe with wanton abandon and he knew it.