Ray Todd: Daddys hot daughter

Later in the evening as the four naked people lounged around in the room, Sally felt a wild lust stirring in her loins.

"Tony," she whispered to the handsome youth who was holding her in his arms. "I wants be fucked."

"I'm ready," he grinned, looking down at his limp prick. "But my cock isn't."

"Don't worry," she whispered. "Let's go into the bedroom where we can be alone. I'll get it stiff in a hurry."

"Okay," he grinned as the dimpled blonde led him into the bedroom.

Lying on the bed with her head cradled in Tony's arms, Sally's fingers traced lightly over his big smooth chest, her warm pussy grinding suggestively against his leg. Pressing even closer against the man, Sally slowly moved her hand down over his flat hard stomach until her fingers made light contact with the crisp curly hairs just above his cock. As she reached further down, a hot flame surged through her pussy when her fingers found the warm flesh of his soft prick. Tenderly grasping it, she realized that even in its soft state his cock was exciting to touch. Tenderly caressing the limp tool, Sally slowly became aware of the thick skin covering his knob, and began idly skimming his foreskin back and forth.

"Christ, that feels good," Tony whispered.

"It feels good to me, too," smiled Sally, feeling his cock begin to throb in her hand.

Wanting to speed his erection, Sally moved down and slipped his prick into the hot wetness of her mouth. When his cock finally reached full erection, his big shiny cockhead completely filled her mouth. Finally releasing it, Sally began slowly sliding the skin back and forth over his stiff shaft. Staring at his big dick, she was excited by the bumps and veins just beneath his tightly stretched cock-skin. The thought of them rubbing against her sensitive cunt walls sent a hot stream of pussy-juice gushing out from between her legs.

Unable to control her wild lust any longer, she quickly got up and, facing the boy, straddled his waist. Bracing her hands on his chest, Sally began slowly lowering her hot wet pussy down toward his erect shaft.

"Oh, Tony," she whispered when she felt his hard knob brushing against her slippery slit.

Her soft young body quivered with excitement as she felt his throbbing cockhead opening her slippery cuntlips as it slipped through her tight hole. As his knob slowly sank up into her cunt, she began trembling with unbelievable pleasure, feeling the gnarly bumps on his hard shaft rubbing deliciously against the sensitive tissues of her hot grasping cunt walls. When the beautiful big dick was fully buried up in her quivering belly, she sat perfectly still on his deeply imbedded boner, enjoying the feel of it pushing out against the walls of her fuck-hole. She was aly aware of the throbbing cock as the blood pumped excitedly through his distended veins. The glorious sensations increased as she began sliding her cunt up and down over his thrilling rod.

"That's it, baby!" Tony panted. "Fuck me good!"

Crazed by the feel of his big dick plowing in and out of her hot dripping twat, Sally began bouncing faster and faster on his dick. The intense pleasure increased with every thrust of his dong into the sucking hotness of her hot smoldering slit. Sally couldn't understand why she had avoided sex when it felt so fucking good.

"Oh, baby!" she squealed with joy as she increased the tempo. "It's so good, honey! I love it! I LOVE IT!"

Writhing with ecstasy, Sally knew she would soon be climaxing around his spurting cock, and later she'd have an orgasm with Spike, and then another with Tony.

She was right. The two men didn't leave until almost noon the next day.

It was two days later when Spike and his red-headed daughter arrived in Las Vegas.

"Hey, Spike," he heard a voice call from a booth.

Turning, he was surprised to see Tony Franco sitting there.

"Hi, Tony," smiled Spike. "I thought you were driving straight through to Los Angeles."

"We were going to," Tony laughed, "but Corky decided to lay over for the night to try his luck."

"You look in pretty good health," Spike grinned, sitting down with the boy.

"Why shouldn't I be?" Tony asked, puzzled by the man's remark.

"I thought maybe those two gals in Salt Lake City might have worn you out," grinned Spike.

"No chance," sighed Tony with a wistful look in his eyes. "I wish we were with them tonight. God, that was fun havin' those two hot cunts to share."

"There's plenty of hot cunts in this town," grinned Spike.

"I'd like a dozen of them," laughed the boy. "Sally and Mae have made me hornier than shit."

"That could be arranged," said Spike. "Have you got a spare hundred bucks."

"Yeah," muttered Tony. "Why?"

"Well," Spike explained. "There's this guy I know who has a big home out on the edge of town where he throws some pretty wild orgies for a hundred bucks a night."

"Shit," Tony gunned. "Let's go."

"Let me call him," said Spike, rising from the booth. "I'll see if I can make reservations."

It was after ten o'clock that evening when the taxi dropped Spike and Tony off at the big rambling ranch-style home in a sparsely populated area just beyond the town. They were greeted by the congenial host who accepted their money and escorted them into a dimly lighted room where they were asked to disrobe.

"Where are the broads?" Tony asked as he removed his last garment.

"Don't worry," smiled Spike, folding his pants on a hanger. "You'll have more than you can handle."

Leaving the dressing area they entered a room where a group of people were sitting naked on the sofas, watching two couples who were fucking like crazy on the floor.

"Hi," whispered a pretty young girl who walked up to the men when they entered the room. "I'm Linda, one of your hostesses. What kind of action are you looking for?"

"Everything," Spike grinned, looking at her soft naked body. "I'd like to start with you."

"You're sweet," she smiled, reaching down and tenderly grasping his stiff dong. "Let's see how this beauty works."

"Go ahead," grinned Tony to his older friend. "Take care of the lady while I shop around."

When Linda led Spike over to a couch in a secluded corner, Tony left the room to explore the rest of the house. Walking down the hall, he turned a corner and came face to face with the red-headed teen he'd met at the truck stops.

"Tony!" she gasped. "What are you doing here?"

"What the hell are you doing here?" he choked, staring at the big fucking nipples on her bare tits. The sight of the teen's naked body sent the blood rushing to his throbbing cock.

"Just fuckin' around," she giggled, looking down at his excited prick. "That's a neat cock you have."

The boy was too stunned to speak. His mouth was hanging open as his eyes traveled down from her nubile tits to the teen's juicy slit peeking out from the soft nest of flew red pussy hair. He'd never seen anything as as the way her twat was pertly slung between her shapely young legs.

"Well," she giggled. "How do you like the snot-nosed prick-teaser with her clothes off?"

"Jesus," he whispered. "I can't believe it."

"You better believe it," she teased, taking his hand and lewdly guiding the tip of his finger into her hot juicy slit. "See how real I am."

"What are you doing here?" he stammered, still unable to comprehend why she'd be in a fancy whorehouse.

"Having a ball," she giggled, leading him over to an alcove with a large sofa in it.

When they were spread out nakedly on the couch, Tony drew her soft body into his arms. The feel of the teen's bare flesh pressed against his was almost more than he could stand. Her firm tits and big hot nipples were burning deliciously into his bare chest.

Paula loved the feel of her naked boobs rubbing against the boy's muscular flesh. Holding him tightly against her, the teen covered his lips with her hot open mouth, passionately plunging her wet tongue deeply into his throat. Then reaching down, she grasped his hard meaty pole and rubbed it against the soft warm flesh of her smooth belly.