Jason Cannon - The ministers_s daughter

And then they both felt the sensations of an oncoming climax. She dug her nails into his back and he throbbed his sperm into her as hard as Ins cock could pump.

She writhed through two orgasms, one right after the other, before she would let her body relax under him.

In the front seat Midge looked down between her legs and thought how she loved to watch two people really go at each other in a good fuck. The seat was soaked with her come and pussy juices. She had brought herself off at least twice watching Lucille fuck the boy, and still her cunt throbbed with wanting.

"Lunchtime," Lucille laughed from the back seat. She leaned across the seat, kissed Midge on the cheek and jammed her hand between the girl's legs, kneading the wet, soggy cunt she found there. "And then it's your turn."

They stopped for lunch. Lucille chattered all through it, directing most of her conversation toward Midge and hardly paying any attention to the boy. She told the girl about her wants and needs, about her lousy husband and how he never wanted to fuck her, and how she had some big ideas about not getting hooked up with another loser if she ever tried again.

Midge listened to the woman, but with only one ear. The boy, Don, was not really her type. She liked studs, real studs with crazy ideas on how to fuck, and huge cocks to do it with. But watching Lucille ball him had gotten her hotter than a firecracker, and all she could think about through the meal was getting him into the back seat and feeling his cock in her.

Back in the car Midge wasted no time. Lucille had barely hit the highway before she had all her clothes off and was ordering the boy to do the same.

While he was undressing she posed for him, taking a deep breath and thrusting her tits far out from her chest. They were at least two cup sizes larger than Lucille's. It had the desired effect, and the boy literally ripped his clothes from his body, snorting like a young bull in the process.

When he was nude, she leaned forward, using her hand to guide his cock into her mouth. He moaned when she closed her jaws gently over it, letting it lie gently on her tongue. She squeezed her cheeks together, allowing her saliva to run all over it, sucking gently at the same time.

She knew he wanted to tam it home, but she held him back with her hands on his hips, letting him know she knew what she was doing; She sucked slowly and gently, letting him penetrate her face a little further with each grasping suck.

He reached down and cupped each of her monumental white globes. They were soft yet firm to his touch as he thumbed the nipples, feeling them harden under his-sweating hands.

"God!" came the exclamation from Lucille in the front seat. "What a fucking body." Midge heard her and smiled around the thickness of the boy's meat at the older woman's reflection in the rear-view mirror. Then she returned with vigor to her work.

He began stroking his cock in and out, allowing the juices of her mouth to lubricate the entire length of his staff until, at last, it was disappearing into her mouth to its full length with each stroke.

Satisfied that he was plenty hard, Midge let his prick slip from her mouth with a loud pop, and nestled her ass back into the seat. She spread her legs and rubbed her snatch with the heels of both her hands.

"Eat me!" she said, a tone of absolute command in her voice.

"I want to fuck you," he panted.

"Later! Eat me first. C'mon, hurry up! Get your face into my pussy!"

He lowered himself to her, the odor of her cunt drifting up to his nostrils serving to urge him on. He could see the pulsating outer lips and they seemed to contract and talk to him, telling him that they wanted to be sucked. He kissed each one, allowing his tongue to worm its way between them and enter her hole. The inner flesh was wet and silky as his tongue ran in and out.

She groaned and squeezed her legs around his head, trapping his face against her pussy. She obviously loved it, but her voice took on a hard, raspy quality as she berated him.

"Eat it, cunt lapper. C'mon, prick, suck my cunt! Harder, shithead, can't you do it harder? I sucked your prick better than that. C'mon, do me some good, get your tongue up my hole or I'll piss all over your face!"

Lucille wasn't shocked but she was amazed that the young boy was taking all that abuse from a female. He not only took it, he seemed to like it. At least the intensity of his tongue in Midge's cunt had not lessened. In fact; it had doubled. It looked as though she would choke him, or at the very least, break his neck with the pressure she was exerting on his head with her tautly flexing thighs.

She might not like men, Lucille thought, but she sure liked fucking them. And while Lucille didn't dig Midge's total scene of degrading a man while she was fucking him, the older woman certainly saw some merit in it.

The young boy was really trying now as if he were being spurred on by both her verbal attack and her heels. He buried his face in her cunt as hard as he could, as if he were trying to duplicate the effects of a prick in her snatch with his tongue and chin.

Suddenly she grabbed him by the ears and urged his body upward on hers. He understood and lifted his head from between her legs. He worked his way up her body, his mouth all over her belly and her breasts. The nipples were as large as cherries and as hard as little rocks. He sucked one and then the other between his lips, nibbling at them and shooting them to the roof of his mouth with his working tongue.

Midge was mindless of everything but the pleasant tortures in her own body. She became a groaning, writhing mass of flesh that only wanted his cock to be plunged deep inside her to put out the fire that she alone had willed upon herself.

She toughly grabbed his cock and led it to her cunt. "Shove it in!" she shouted. "Give it to me!"

He did as she asked, pumping his hips in sheer joy-her cunt was anything and everything a man could ask for. But then a rude awakening hit him as she started screaming in his ear.

"There, you prick, your cock's in my cunt! Haven't you ever wondered what it's like to be a girl and take a man's hard cock? To feel it plunge into you and stretch your pussy apart? Haven't you ever dreamed of having a stiff cock in you, warm and thick, going back and forth and then exploding all wet and warm and bathing the inside of you? Well it feels good, you prick! So give it to me, give all of it to me!"

She grunted underneath him as he redoubled his efforts, almost in fear from her screams and rantings. She was panting, and a light sheen of perspiration covered her body. Her chest was rising and falling, making her tits jump up toward his mouth instead of sloping off to either side of her body.

He wallowed into her body, his mind suddenly black, bereft of anything but the sensations of sex with this wildly gyrating girl beneath him. The touch, the smells, the sight of her hairy bush pulsating around his pounding cock drove everything out of his mind except the desire to satisfy her.

And that was exactly what she wanted.

He shoved it all into her and held as his spunk flew in streams up her channel. At the same time, she creamed her orgasm over his cock, bathing his balls and the seat beneath them with her juices.

"You were a little hard on him, weren't you?" Lucille asked. They were parked in a gas station, filling up. The boy had gone to the rest room.

"Why?" Midge asked, unconcerned.

"Oh, I don't know. It just seemed that you were taking something out on him."

"Maybe. What the fuck? He got what he wanted a fuck. I got what I wanted-a fuck. Is there any more to it than that? Whatta you wanna do, Lucille," Midge continued, staring directly into the older woman Ј eyes, "fall in love with him or something?"

Lucille just shook her head at the girl's logic. She was saying things that she, herself, had often thought of but had never really reasoned out. Suddenly Lucille thought how much older this girl was than her years. It probably should have bothered her, but it didn't. Instead, it intrigued her.