John Friday: Mom suck big ones

Angela grinned, raising her head but still not wanting to open her eyes. She leaned over him and pressed her soft lips into the hollow of his chest between her two hands.

Swaying side-to-side, she kissed one nipple and then the other, sucking on them just as she would on a woman's softer breasts.

Glen moaned and twisted his powerful frame. She loved being able to give him such pleasure. While stroking one nipple and sucking the other, she slipped her free hand down to his crotch.

The wedge of hair around the root of his cock felt soft, almost as silky as fur. She liked that and teased her fingers in it, still slightly fearful of touching his cock. Angela could feel the radiating warmth of it so near her hand.

Slowly she reached over and curled her hand around the base of his upright and throbbing cock. Her lips parted and a sharp gasping sound was sucked in.

Glen's cock was as thick and hard as what Max had given her so cruelly. She could barely close her hand around it and her fingers trembled.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just surprised, that's all."

"You wouldn't be, if you'd open your eyes."

"I'd rather find out this way." She inched her hand up the long shaft, feeling the thickness of his prick that pulsed with anxious desire.

Glen's cock had to be over a foot long, a match for what Max had given her. Angela fingered the bulging head of his cock when she'd reached up that far.

"Oooohhhh," she moaned. "Is that, 'Oh, I like to' or 'Oh, I'm afraid'!"

"I think it's 'Oh, I'm both'." Angela opened her eyes then and blinked, gazing in awe at the towering pillar of fuck muscle she held in her hand.

"It's huge!" she gasped.

"Sometimes I think it's too big. I haven't found a woman yet who could swallow the whole thing and enjoy it."

"I'd certainly like to try!" Angela beamed him a warm grin and leaned over. Max and Glen were of the same proportions, but she had no fear of this man, only a strong desire to please him.

Angela circled her lips and sucked in his bulging cockhead, swirling her tongue excitedly around its swollen ridge. She licked the clefted underside and teased his big cum slit at the tip.

"Mmmmmmmm," he said, stretching and arching slightly to urge more cock into her anxious mouth.

Angela worked her soft lips to pull him in. She was able to keep her throat more relaxed now that she wasn't shivering with fear.

His big padded cockhead pressed to the back of her mouth and she kept sticking. She tilted her head to align her throat right, feeling something like a sword-swallower.

Her head pressed down, throat heaving as his cock filled the fleshy tube and strained its pliant walls. Desire subdued the instinct to gag. Glen's cock entered her throat smoothly and he lay gasping in stunned delight.

No woman before had done it so easily or with so much obvious pleasure. Her soft reaching lips burrowed into his mat of silvered cock hair and the wringing sheath of her throat embraced his whole prick.

Glen Dayton sighed in sheer ecstasy, knowing that he'd found a treasure no amount of money would buy. Angela's head bobbed up and down, lips and tongue swirling. Her hands cupped his balls and she began to finger them lightly, stirring the heated load they contained.

He arched higher as though lifted by the steaming pressure in his ball sac. She obviously expected and wanted him to cum in her throat and nothing could have pleased him more.

Angela steeled herself for a searing hot blast, her throat wringing and anxious. Her velvety smooth suction and endearing caresses quickly loosened his heavy load.

Glen tensed and held his breath, straining to enjoy just another second of delightful anticipation. Then the heated surging of his balls overcame his resistance. Cum jetted from the cock so deep in her throat like a fountainhead.

Angela gulped, sucking it down, and that motion increased his pleasure. Her ripping throat delighted every nerve on the shaft of his cock.

She took one fiery wet blast after another, her head bobbing. Cum she couldn't swallow fast enough rose in her throat. It filled her mouth and sheened on her lips. Angela loved the taste and syrupy salt-sweet taste. Glen's jism was a delicious treat, something she knew she had to have more of.

His expression remained one of excruciating delight until the last feeble gush of cum dribbled from his cock to vanish in sleek suction. Then he lay gasping, a satisfied man.

"You amaze me," he said fondly.

"I only want to please you."

"Is your pussy as anxious and willing as your mouth?"

"Even more," she assured him.

"Then let's get started before my cock cools down." He pushed Angela on to her back and swung into a crouch between her legs.

Her eyes held on his enormous cock. Wet with cum and spit, his prick had a silvery sheen. The heavy veins pulsed anxiously, bulging the big knob and straining the shaft steely hard.

Glen bridged over her on hands and knees, guiding the head of his long prick by instinct. His cock settled in the soft wet mouth of her cunt and filled it completely, parting the lips and pressing on her clit.

"Hhhooo," she gushed anxiously.

The sleek tube of her fuck tunnel seethed and churned to produce wetness. He pushed in slowly at first, watching how that made her wince. Angela's teeth clenched hard, her breath hissed like escaping steam.

"Ooooh, God! It's so big! So beautiful!"

"I'm glad you like it. Some women are more frightened than pleased."

"Some fear only adds to my excitement!"

"Good, because I'm really anxious to fuck your cunt!"

"Do it, Glen. Fuck me full! Ooooh, let me have every hot inch of that big fucker!"

He pushed in more cock and Angela felt the strain. She shuddered then, recalling how Max had literally fucked the shit out of her. She hated to think that might happen again. Her ass clenched tight as her pussy flexed and surged.

Glen bored in another few inches and kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth. She tasted the tang of her own fuck honey on him and he tasted the cum that had filled her mouth.

Their lips sealed, tongues darting back and forth in lewd sensory delight. His cock bottomed in her and made Angela's eyes widen. Shooting pains of pleasure tensed her nerves and almost stopped her breathing.

"I love it! My pussy has never been so wonderfully full!"

"And my cock has never had such a warm, wringing welcome." Glen began to pump his hips, slowly at first, but picking up speed. A cock the length of his took a deliciously long time to complete one gliding stroke.

Angela shivered joyously as he thrust in and withdrew.

"It's heaven!" she cried. "Sheer bliss! Fuck me, Glen! Give me the best climax of my whole life."

"Just the best in your life so far," he said. "I'm going to want you again, you know."

"Oh, I hope so. As often as you want!"

He grunted anxiously and fucked a little faster, loving the way her pussy squirmed and applied rippling wet friction so lovingly.

His hands squeezed her tits with the same kind of adoring desire. They kissed, tongues intertwined, their bodies fused in passion that somehow went beyond lust.

"You're the kind of woman I've been looking for a long time," he said.

"And you're the kind of man I need!"

Glen gave another grunt and fucked still faster, driving deep and hard, almost to the point of torturing her.

"It's all right. Don't stop! Ooooh, God. Keep fucking me, Glen! Keep fucking as long and hard as you can!"

Angela's mind whirled. She'd never thought Max was doing her a favor, but he did. His huge cock had prepared her for this great pleasure. And his brutality made her appreciate Glen's adoration all the more.

She lifted her legs and scissored them around his waist. That angled her dripping cunt to take even deeper thrusts. Her arms hugged his neck and her hips whirled in a spiral of straining delight.