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Ignoring Nora's response, Mr. Boggs continued to block the doorway and went on in a whiskey-soaked voice: "Of course, if you was to see your way clear to bein' nice to me, it might go a little easier for ya. I'd get me another gal to clean up around here, and you and me could lay up in bed all day." He paused and let out a loud belch, patting his hard belly. "What do ya say, girlie?"

"No, thanks!" Nora snapped, quivering inwardly with rage and shame. She picked up her bucket and mop. "Please get out of my way."

"Not in the mood for romance, eh, girlie?" Mr. Boggs said with a guttural laugh.

He stepped aside and hitched up his pants, enjoying Nora's discomfort. "Don't worry, I ain't gonna force myself on ya," he called after her. "I got plenty of women that's beggin' me for it!"

Nora went to number five and cleaned the room. When she was finished, she stepped back to survey her work. A picture on the wall, a cheaply framed print, was out of kilter. She walked over and straightened the picture, then she noticed something peculiar – there was a small hole in the wall behind the picture.

Nora took the picture down and placed it on the bed, the pressed her eye against the hole.

"Oh, Jesus!" she gasped involuntarily. In the next room, just inches from her straining eye, a man and a woman, completely naked, were fucking on a rumpled bed.

Nora had never watched anybody screw before. What she saw excited her tremendously. Forgetting herself completely, she skinned off her panties and began fingering her oozing cunt, pressing her eye closer against the peephole.

As Nora watched, squeezing and pinching her itching, burning clit, the man, handsome as a movie idol, twined his fingers in his partner's silky blonde hair and pulled her lovely face closer to his throbbing cock.

The woman opened her glossy red lips like a guppy and sucked at the swollen purplish cockhead, expertly teasing the sensitive underside with her fluttering tongue. She slid her hands down the hard blue-veined cockshaft, cupping the hairy nuts.

Then she slowly moved her stretched lips downward, completely swallowing the huge throbbing cock.

"Ohhh!" Nora gasped, her voice almost a sob as her fingers brutalized her tortured clit.

She was hotter than she'd ever been in her life, and there was nothing she could do about it. Groaning with frustration, every nerve and fiber of her body raw and screaming for release, she clawed at the wall that separated her from absolute bliss. Never before had she wanted and needed a cock so desperately, so wantonly.

Just then, Nora heard a shuffle of feet behind her, and the door opened. She whirled around, numb with shock, her thighs and fingers glistening with pussy juice.

"Mr. Boggs!" her voice cried out faintly.

"Hi-ya, girlie," Mr. Boggs said, closing the door behind him. "So, you discovered my little secret, huh? I'll bet you're hot, eh, girlie? Yeah, you're hot to trot. I got a nose for it. You been finger fuckin' yourself and peekin' at them people on the other side of the wall. You're hotter than a pistol, ain't you sugar?"

He shuffled a few steps closer, patting his hard belly. His hand slid lower and grasped the enormous bulge in his pants.

"You don't have to settle for no finger while I'm around, sugar," he said with a loud belch. "I got somethin' here gonna put you in seventh heaven, sugar doll!"

He moved closer, unbuckling his belt, and let his pants drop, exposing his huge growing cock.

Nora caught her breath, then sucked her juiced up fingers into her mouth as her eyes devoured the long rubbery cockshaft, capped with a wedge shaped head that was a dull purple in color. The big bloated prick reminded Nora of a poisonous snake that fascinates and hypnotizes its victims.

As the distraught girl stared at the massive meat slab, she was aware of two conflicting drives that were warring within her body. The first was the utter revulsion she felt for Mr. Boggs, as a person, as a man. The second was an undeniable hot urge that erupted deep in her oozing cunt, a savage hunger that made her want to wrap her lips around his big beautiful cock and suck the hell out of it.

Wrestling inwardly with herself, Nora allowed herself to be carried to the bed and stripped of her clothes. She sat on the edge of the bed, naked, hugging the man's hairy thighs while he rubbed his throbbing cock all over her smiling face, pressing the head against her closed but fluttering eyelids. Moving in a dream-like, trance, Nora snaked out her tongue and tasted his tangy male musk, a mixture of dried piss and stale, fermenting sperm.

Unable to control herself, she pursed her lips around the hard cockhead and gave it a brief, vigorous tongue-lashing.

"That's it, you cum-drinking bitch!" Mr. Boggs said hoarsely, seizing the back of her neck in a powerful grip. "Lick it up and down! Use your tongue! You know what I want. Suck it good, sugar doll! Swallow it deep and make me squirt!"

Nora pulled her mouth off the throbbing pole of cockmeat and glared up at the fat, middle-aged man, her narrow green eyes simmering with animal lust.

"I love your cock," she whispered, running her tongue up and down the sensitive underside of his shaft. "I want it in my throat. Will you screw my lips and fuck my mouth?"

"Yesssss!" Mr. Boggs agreed, rotating his hips forward so that his cockhead rested on Nora's lower lip. "Suck me dry, you sweet little cocksucker! Drink my cum!"

Holding the back of Nora's head, Mr. Boggs pushed his massive cock into the young girl's eagerly sucking mouth and humped her face with savage thrusts, grunting out his ecstasy as he fucked his throbbing prick deep into her tight, slippery throat.

"Ummm!" Nora murmured. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked, milking his cock with her lips as she pulled the massive meat slab deep into her mouth.

Using her tongue, she explored every pore and crevice of the bloated prick, licking softly at the flared ridge of the wedge shaped head, sliding her tongue lower to trace the outlines of the veins that bulged out of the steely shaft.

"Uuummmf!" Mr. Boggs moaned as the first rocket surge of orgasm buckled his thick, bulky body. A hot foamy jet of jism, launched by his toiling balls, squirted out of his pulsing cockhead, drenching Nora's throat with delicious creamy warmth.

"Uuuuuck!" Nora gagged as the big prick exploded in her throat. She choked and gulped, her cheeks ballooning as streams of hot cum trickled out of the corners of her mouth.

Mr. Boggs, shuddering with animal ecstasy, fucked Nora's cute pixie face, gliding his spurting, huge cock deep into her throat. With every savage stroke, his jerking, throbbing nuts smacked wetly on her bravely out-thrust chin.

"Suck it!" he yelled, his puffy, unshaven face contorted in a grimace of agonized joy. "Suck my cock, you hot-assed little cum-drinker!"

Nora milked the spurting cock expertly with her pursed lips, savagely pulling the hot jets of jism out of his balls.

"Aaaarrrrgh!" Mr. Boggs roared, emptying his cum in Nora's tingling throat with hard jerks. He humped her face with quick thrusts, whitewashing the roof of her mouth with spurting jets of rich foamy fuck-cream.

Nora gulped and swallowed, eagerly drinking down his hot release as the creamy fluid bubbled over her chin and drenched her hard-nippled titties.

When Mr. Boggs' huge cock had spurted its last, Nora let it fall out of her mouth, trailing a long gelatinous strand of jism from her lower lip.

"Thanks," the hulking, hairy man grunted. He raised one hefty leg slightly and farted in Nora's face.

Nora's green eyes filled with tears as she inhaled the harsh, stinging gas, but Mr. Boggs' cruel prank couldn't upset the ecstatic mood she was in.

Nothing could. She had a throat full of rich creamy cum, and her tonsils were tingling with delicious pleasure.