J. Watson - Farm girl in heat

"Keep using your tongue like that," he moaned. "Oh Christ, that feels so good!"

She let her hair brush against his thighs as she moved her head back and forth. She had never known any man who didn't get excited when her hair brushed his flesh. He grabbed the back of her head and jabbed his cock-meat as deep as he could into her mouth.

"Shit, you feel so good," he moaned. "You feel so fucking good. I want your pussy! I want to have a piece of your sweet ass!"

"Yessss," she groaned as she pulled her mouth off of his cock.

She thought she'd never met a man as excited as this bus driver – he was hot for her lush young body. She put her fingers to his cock as she slid up the bed on her back. She opened her thighs and showed him her red-lipped cunt once more.

"Come on, sugar," she whispered. "Come on and put that big fat cock in me!"

He jumped on top of her like a bull in heat. He forced her legs apart so he could reach her easier, then slipped his big hands underneath her and cupped her plump asscheeks. She squealed with delight when she felt his throbbing prick press against her, rubbing the silky skin of her belly and leaking hot come cream on her.

"God," she gasped. "Put it in! Put that fucking big stick in my cunt!"

She was tired but impatient, and wanted to feel his massive cock filling her cunt. His stiff prick would wipe out the sick memory of the way she had acted with the redhead.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and frantically began to wiggle her pussy against him.

More of his cream wet her belly. His fingers gripped her asscheeks tighter and she felt him moving around to get his cock into the light position. She sighed with pleasure when she felt his bloated prick finally rest against her wet cunt. She felt his wet cockhead push between the sensitive lips of her cunt, filling her hot pussy in the way that she needed.

"Put it in," she whispered. "Put it all the way in me! Put it in deep!"

He moved forward slowly and she felt his hot cock-meat slip deeply into her cunt. She was tired of his slow pace, so she slid her hands down his broad back and hunched violently against his body. His prick jabbed into her like a burning poker. She felt his heavy come-filled balls resting against her cunt lips.

"Ahhhhh yes," she groaned. "That's how I like it! I like your cock deep!"

"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "I've never felt a pussy like yours! Never!"

She arched her back so that her big, hot titties mashed against his chest. She squeezed her cuntal muscles and felt his prick throb with excitement and knew he wasn't just talking. He really was turned-on by the snug fit of her wet cunt. She squeezed her cunt muscles again and felt the ripples of pleasure going through her body. God, he was going to be a good fuck!

"Fuck me," she whispered. "Really fuck me! Make me feel like a cunt!"

She wrapped her long legs tightly around his back and felt the delicious warmth of his fat prick as it slid deeper into her pussy. She moved her ass in a slow rhythm that seemed to drive him crazy. She felt him start to move, pushing his bloated prick in and out of her cunt with the same slow pace.

She loved it. She felt his bloated cock rub her hard clitty, sending shivers through her body. She felt her nipples grow harder and more sensitive. She frantically kissed his cheek before his mouth covered hers and she tasted his tongue in her mouth. She pushed her tongue against his for a few moments before moving her head away.

"Oh God," she moaned. "You're making me feel so good! Fuck me faster! Your hot dick feels so good!"

"You are a sweet fucking bitch," the bus driver groaned.

She heard him gasp as he began to slam his prick into her cunt as quickly as he could. She felt the hot swelling of his prickhead as it rubbed her clit, and ripples of pleasure shook her body with each hot stroke.

"Oh God, you sweet bastard, fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me! Give me all of your big dick! I love your cock! I love being fucked! Fuck me good!"

She felt hot and wicked as she moved beneath him. She went crazy with her wiggling ass, humping up to meet his beautiful, big cock. She had forgotten all about the redhead and about the things that had been done to her. All that mattered now was this big bus driver's prick, and how good it felt sliding into her.

"That's it," she groaned. "I love being fucked! God, I love your big dick!"

She felt herself coming – this bus driver really knew what to do with his prick! Her wet juices flooded his prick, allowing him to slide into her cunt like butter. It was so good!

"I'm coming," she gasped. "You're making me came. Oh God, it feels so good. So good! I'm coming! EEEEEEE!"

He gave it to her faster and harder and she knew he was only seconds away from coming himself. At the last moment he took his hot cock out of her and moved up her body. He placed his hot prick between her big tits and pushed them together with his hands. He began to move back and forth between her tits. This had never been done to her before and she looked down and saw that the red eye of his cock almost touched her chin.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm going to come this way the first time, baby," he groaned. "I want to see my come all over your face."

It seemed lewd but she also felt excited by it. She suddenly realized that this bus driver could make her feel things she'd never felt before.

"I'm nearly there, baby," he groaned. "I'm almost there! Oh shit, you feel so good!"

She felt the first heavy drops as they hit her cheeks, but didn't turn her head. She watched with fascination as his prick moved faster.

"Pussy," he groaned. "You pussy! Oh shit. You feel so good! So fucking good!"

His hot cream spurted from the end of his bloated cock. She felt the thick rivers of his come running down her face and dripping between the valley of her tits. She licked at her come-smeared cheeks with her tongue.

"Shit," he said. "You are something else. You are really something else!"

She felt happy for the first time in a long while.

"I want to be your woman," Donna Joe said.

Donna Joe sat on the edge of the bed and watched the bus driver, who had just come out of the shower and was drying himself off. Earlier that morning he had told her his name. He was Dave Daniels and he'd been driving a bus for ten years. He was a big, strong man, but that wasn't all that Donna Joe liked about him. She couldn't understand why she felt so excited about him, but she did. She got hot just by looking at him and couldn't control the wetness in her cunt.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Dave asked.

"I said I want to be your woman," she answered. "You told me you weren't married. You told me you didn't live with another woman. I want to be your woman."

"Jesus, do you realize what you're saying? You're too young." He began to dress in his driver's uniform, as he had a route to drive soon.

"I was old enough last night," Donna Joe said sweetly, "when you couldn't wait to get my panties off and put your big cock into my cunt."

He almost smiled. "That's true. But Jesus, you're still a young girl. You don't know what you're asking."

"I know what I'm asking," she said. "I'll make you happy. I promise you that. I can do anything that any woman can do, and I won't object if you get kinky."

She had interested him – she could tell that. He was torn between the thought of having her all the time, and the thought of what might happen to him because she was so young. She could tell that his lust had won out over his better judgement when he rubbed the front of his trousers.

"You'd have to do anything I asked," he said. "At any time. And no bullshit."

"No bullshit," Donna Joe promised. "I'll be your complete fuck-slave."