Ray Strong - Hot daughter

When she couldn't pull off her shoes, Bernadette broke off the kiss, sat on the floor, and literally tugged them off with both hands. Then she wriggled out of her pantyhose and panties, both at the same time. Meanwhile everything seemed to tear right off Mannetto as he threw his clothing carelessly off to the side.

As she sat there on the floor, taking off her dress and bra, she stared up at his solid body. It was even better than Drew Starker's, and he had a real stud's cock. It was long, thick, and waving back and forth in front of her face. She could already feel a certain amount of physical passion building, but would it grow into something more?

He sat on the floor next to her and she pressed her firm body against his, murmuring, "You have one big tool there."

"Yeah," was all he said as his stroking fingers played up and down her body. His fingers pressed into the musky, furry slash between her aching thighs, and the practiced way his finger seemed to slip into her cunt made her feel confident he would bring her to the peak she had anticipated.

His eyes were all over her, glancing up and down as his fingers danced all over her slightly rounded belly. The black, tight curls of her beaver were so shiny they had a bluish tint to them. The rich pink gash just barely showing beneath those blue-black hairs made his mouth water. He had the urge to go down on her, and would have had she not lain back and whispered, "Screw me. Screw me right now."

Moving until he was directly over her, he took an ass-cheek in each hand. God! What an ass. It was just the right size. Each of his palms felt full, but not to overflowing.

His massive cock pushed forward, pressing its rubbery knob through her wispy black muff and the soft flesh beneath. Her own fingers reached down and carefully guided his hard cock to her cunt-mouth.

"Yes," she murmured, her tits heaving in anticipation. "There. Right there. Push your cock in."

"Jesus, baby, you're one hot bitch," he murmured, infected by her burning desire.

"Fuck me!" she pleaded, this last a cry of sheer desperation.

"Here it comes!" he shouted excitedly as he thrust forward, feeling his burning cock move into her cunt-hole. She had a hot, tight, sweet, sucking snatch that defied description. He had fucked hundreds of other pussies in his lifetime, but not one could possibly begin to match this trembling, slithery cunt now swallowing his excited cock. He rammed forward, doing his best to fit, every thick inch of cock into her snatch. There was a wonderful heat, a sucking wetness he had never felt in any other cunt.

Bernadette thrilled to the feeling of his cock inside her, but it still wasn't enough. There was something missing. Oh, it felt one helluva lot better than Drew Starker's insensitive prong, but it didn't thrill her as Alvin's or Ron's could. She wanted more. She had to have more. She pushed her crotch hard against his in the hope of feeling his cock do something more. All she accomplished was almost making him come. Only by the greatest self-control did he keep himself from shooting instantly.

His hands rubbed across her smooth, bouncing ass, feeling the soft texture of the skin. He felt crazy thrills race trough him and he felt his chest being buoyed up by her full tits. The nipples sliced through the hair on his chest into his flesh, sending delicious agony through his body. Her face, staring up into his, flushed with wanton desire, full lips apart and white teeth shining, brought him to new peaks of lust. Christ! It had been so long since he'd fucked one this young. All these wondrous sensations and thrills filled his mind and body very clearly all at once, and the combination was overpowering his wall of indifference, built and developed over so many years.

He couldn't explain it, nor did he want to, but there was something totally different about this woman. She was much younger than he'd originally believed. He could tell this now. But there was more, much more. The smell of her, the delightful aroma of her body was unbelievably overpowering. The sweetness of her armpits made him want to bite into them, and the rich, musky scent of her cunt was maddening to his senses.

As his cock slurped through her swamp-like pussy, he felt the wonderful, cleansing effect as if her seething cunt were actually washing and cleansing his prick.

His ears thrilled to the noises made by her lips as they kissed his, and by her tongue as it licked his. He enjoyed hearing her pant and gasp as she violently shoved her crotch against his in desperation, seeking total orgasm.

Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, Bernadette thought, humping her sweet ass in rhythm to his plunging cock. Please make me come all over, and not just in my cunt. Give me a total, a complete sensation.

Why? she wondered. Why couldn't she feel as aroused with this unquestionably fantastic cock as she felt with her brothers' pricks, each of which was nowhere near as expert as this one? It was frustrating and maddening. She was going crazy trying to find out why.

His meat thrust its way through her pussy, filling it completely. It touched every hot nerve inside her, automatically making her hump her cunt higher with each following push. And yet, something was missing. Something that should have been there just wasn't. Why? Why?

Mannetto was more and more aroused. His sprang prick was almost smoking as it speeded up, moving faster than she could ever go. Bernadette knew better than to try and match him. She raised her hips as high as possible, then just remained in that position, arched, as his throbbing meat pounded in and out of her cunt again and again. He was fucking so fast and furiously now she was gasping each time he slammed into her twat.

She pulled her knees back a bit, letting his tool sink in a little deeper, and her feet were actually rubbing against his ass on each backstroke. For a while she chewed on her lower lip, then stopped as her mouth opened wide. Her throaty moans were mixed with sighs and whispers. He continued slamming his burning prong into her drooling pussy. Unable to remain still, Bernadette began churning her hips again as she rotated her crotch in a slow, constant motion. Her long, smooth thighs compressed tightly around his body, locking him in a snug embrace, tugging his prick in deeper until he felt as if her slavering cunt was about to engulf all of him. Hell! Let it happen. This was the way to die.

Her dark eyes were large ovals, staring at him as her mouth kissed his. They were black pools of pleasure and he wanted to drown in them.

Yet, even as he felt himself nearing his orgasm, knowing he was doing a more than satisfactory job of fucking her, he could sense she wasn't getting everything from the screw she should have been.

"Make… me… come," she begged, her teeth gritting together.

"Trying," he gasped, not fully understanding her meaning.

Her body tensed almost immediately after that, as her squishy cunt sped his thrusting cock and seemed to stop it. He was positive she was coming when she began screaming, "AYAA HHYAA GHHHHH!"

"Thatta girl," he told her, pounding even harder, slicing his prick deep into her simmering fuck-hole, feeling it gobble every last millimeter of his fucking dick as it slammed as far into her cunt as it could go.

She writhed and squirmed on the length of his cock. Her body turned and twisted at odd angles as she strove to get more and more from the series of multiple physical orgasms she was experiencing. But try as she might, the deep sensation just wasn't there. She thought she would blow her mind as her body searched for something other than an ordinary physical come.

She could feel the swell of his cock as it enlarged to even greater thickness, letting her know his time had come. He had done his best for her. It was only fair she give him his own climax.