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CHAPTER SEVEN

The black-haired cleaning girl, Tammy Anderson, had had a lot of thinking to do in the last few days. She'd had a lot of revising to do about a lot of things, herself included, ever since that night at the office when she'd spied the two men fucking the hell out of the redhead, and she'd gotten so hot she'd even had to finger her own little pussy with her fingers. That was all right, though, because she fingered herself a lot of times. What had bothered her had been what had happened afterwards, when the redhead had found her there in the washroom, noticed her own pussy juices dried and caked on the soft flesh of her inner thighs.

Then she joined in on the wild orgy and had been fucked in the pussy by the store manager's cock and sucked by the beautiful redhead's ruby lips. It had been great; though at first she'd been scared and it had hurt, soon it had been great and her behavior had become as salacious as that of the rest of them. That was what she had to think about.

She had always considered herself a conservative thinker and her life had so far proven this out. But then, suddenly, a few nights ago, what she had thought she was – she wasn't. She had fucked those people as though she'd been fucking all her life, and ever since she hadn't been able to get screwing out of her mind. It was so bad now, that though she was trying desperately to control herself, she was looking at everything that even remotely resembled a cock and thinking of it in terms of how it would be to have it fucking deep into her hot little cunt. It had to stop; she was going to make it stop. That's why she was going to the dinner party that Glen Cooper was throwing tonight. To prove to herself that she could withstand the pressure from her pussy and not give in to the first cock that came along.

Glen had said it would be small, only he and Dawn Peters. Maybe later another man would be coming along. But it was really just going to be a nice quiet dinner with some swimming and lazing around the pool. She was looking forward to it. She just hoped it didn't turn out to be more than she could handle.

With that in mind, she had decided to go.

And so now here she was lounging by Glen's pool, drinking wine and looking out at the late afternoon sun as it slowly sank toward the horizon out beyond the city. She could see, too, the lithe, bathing suit-clad figures of her handsome first floor supervisor, Warren Mathieson, and the lingerie salesgirl as they playfully clambered in and out of the swimming pool in Glen's backyard, tossing a large beach ball back and forth between them. Dawn's huge titties danced and swayed across her chest as she jumped and ran and dove into the pool while the muscles beneath Mathieson's skin rippled sensuously with every movement he made. Beside the pool, on a towel on the grass, lay the nearly naked figure of the store manager, Glen Cooper, who every so often turned his gaze toward Tammy Anderson.

She had not been really sure she was going to come to the swimming dinner party until the last minute. After all, she was only the cleaning girl and these people were the store big shots. But Dawn had persisted, finally persuading her that nothing sexual would happen, all they wanted was to thank her and show her that they liked her.

And so Tammy finally relented. In any case, she thought, a relaxing evening would be a welcome break from the thoughts she had forced upon herself since that night in the office when she had been so wildly fucked. Even if she had succumbed to their seductive allure once before, it didn't necessarily mean that she would succumb again. Not if she was careful.

Her eyes now locked on the strong, muscular back of Warren Mathieson as she watched him seize the ball from the pool side and toss it playfully toward Glen's outstretched body. He caught it easily and tossed it backwards toward Dawn, who stood, waist-high in cobalt blue water, at the shallow end of the pool. The ball smacked against the shimmering water and rebounded into Dawn's tits, clasped tightly, almost overflowing, beneath her lowcut bikini bra, making the sensuously rounded orbs jostle and bounce provocatively. Yes, she had made a dreadful mistake with them that night when she had allowed her passions to overrule her reason… and yet, hadn't it been a good thing after all? Hadn't that experience taught her how sublimely satisfying truly uninhibited sex can be? But it had also destroyed all her moral beliefs until that time.

Now Dawn was floating on her back away from the shallow end of the pool, her long auburn hair framing her face on the surface of the water like a dark wave. Her huge tits jutted out of the water like twin mountain peaks as she slid back using her arms to paddle by her sides and Tammy couldn't help but be awed by her beautiful, lissome body. She seemed to radiate the very thing that Tammy was trying to get away from, the need to be fucked, and good! Dawn had found out about and had been able to come to terms with those animal lusts, and thereby could live with the sensations of her own pure sensuality; and she lived only to fulfill its demands.

Warren splashed out of the swimming pool and came to sit down beside the now reclining figure of Tammy Anderson. God, what a woman! What I wouldn't do to get my cock inside her cunt. I left too early the other night. Dawn and Glen said she was one wild fuck. Maybe tonight. It could be just as good. Her defenses are down… and I know Glen and Dawn won't mind if I fuck her… hell, they probably planned it anyway.

Warren lay back on his side, propping his body on his elbow, and carefully studied the smoothly curved contours of Tammy's voluptuously prone body, his eyes traveling from the whitely billowing mounds of her tits down along the curve of her tiny waist and out again along the sweeping lines of her hips and thighs. The long tapering columns of her legs were spread ever so slightly apart and Warren could see the smooth, velvety skin of her creamy inner thighs and the few wisps of darkly curling pussyhairs that escaped from the tight elastic legband of her brief bikini.

Suddenly, Dawn splashed out of the water and she, with Glen, came to lie on the grass next to Tammy and Warren. The three had agreed before to somehow get Tammy between them, where she couldn't escape, either out here or in the house later, so that they could once again arouse her to the point where she would helplessly succumb to her own natural, excited desires. So Glen lay down beside her and Dawn next to Warren, so that Tammy Anderson found herself wedged between the two wet male bodies.

The young cleaning girl suddenly began to feel trapped. But, not wanting to make a disturbance in an otherwise pleasant afternoon's fun, she tried to stay immobile, resting there half on her side, half on her back. Besides, she had consumed enough wine by then to fog her mind, to relax her inhibitions, to make her feel that whatever might happen wouldn't really matter anyway, after the other night. Her eyes then involuntarily fell on Glen Cooper's deeply tanned handsome face, and then she saw Dawn pressed tightly against Warren, her fingers running teasingly along the taut skin of his thighs. The salesgirl's obvious desire made Tammy recall how she herself had opened her legs wide to Glen Cooper only a few days before, and now, he was looking at her that way again! Glen was there beside her with that same lecherously lewd gleam in his eye.

"Damn, but you are some fine hunk of woman," Glen whispered and Tammy felt herself jerk uncontrollably backward into Warren's ass. "Hey," he continued, noting her reaction, "relax, I'm not gonna hurt you." And then, lowering his voice still further, he said, "I didn't hurt you the other night, did I? No, the other night my cock made your pussy feel real good, didn't it?" The young cleaning girl now felt Warren's asscheeks push back against her own cushiony ass mounds, and she stiffened, knowing what he and Dawn must be doing behind her.

Tammy stiffened again when she felt Glen's eager hands reach out to brush through her flowing black hair that now appeared to be a shimmering black-gold in the late afternoon sun. Then he thrust his lips against her mouth and kissed her hard.

The young cleaning girl instinctively pulled away, crying softly so as not to reveal her situation to Warren and Dawn immediately behind her. "N-no. Not again," she protested weakly. "Warren and Dawn are here… and… and can see us."

"Believe me, they don't care even if they do," he assured her, laughing softly. Then he lowered his head once more to press his wet lips against hers, fixing his powerfully thick fingers on the smoothly curving flesh of her waist.

The touch of his lips on her mouth sent an involuntary but distinct shock through Tammy's half naked body, and she shuddered, trying as best she could not to allow herself to become aroused by this seductively evil man, trying as best she could to control the spasms tremoring through her body as his tongue fucked into her mouth, warmly sliding in between her teeth. She could feel Warren's naked back press against her back as his hands worked hungrily over the whitely trembling tits of the voluptuous salesgirl. The young cleaning girl tried to squirm and wriggle away from the provocative kiss of the store manager, but she was helplessly entrapped between their two bodies, and now Glen had reached around to clasp a firm hand on her waist, pulling her even closer to his hotly pulsing loins.

She had succumbed to her desires before, she recalled telling herself, but that didn't mean she would have to succumb to them again. But her senses took a little longer to coordinate their defense than they normally would because of the wine she had consumed, and when Glen now pressed his anxious hands to the whitely quivering mounds of her tits, she didn't protest and she didn't pull away. She merely strained backwards away from Glen and into Warren's back.

"Listen," Glen hissed, "if you don't want the others to know, then keep still and quiet, for Christ's sake."

Of course, by that time, the others were much too involved in their own pleasure to give a damn about Tammy's problems. The redheaded Dawn Peters, her face pressed into her floor supervisor's neck and her hands now luxuriously sliding down his belly to the waist-band of his tight-fitting swimsuit, had his mind and body completely occupied. Warren, his cock jerking wildly to be free, let his hands push beneath the skimpy cups of her bra and he squeezed lustfully at the softly quivering flesh of Dawn's voluptuously rounded tits. Instantly he felt her cherry-bud nipples surge into vibrant erection beneath his kneading fingers and he could hear her breath growing ragged with unquenchable lust. He didn't notice the dark-haired girl beside him, had almost, in fact, forgotten that she was there at all, or that anyone else was there either, for that matter. His own seduction of the beautiful salesgirl blinded him to the seduction of the young cleaning girl he had dreamed of fucking only minutes before.

No, Warren felt nothing but Dawn's delicate hand drifting provocatively over the top of his bathing suit and his body lurched forward, his cock jerking hotly up into her expert fingers as they squeezed ever so gently at the underside of his cock beneath the skin-tight nylon fabric of his swimsuit. He didn't give the least thought to Tammy or Glen or anyone else as he reached down to hold Dawn's hand in his own, pushing the top of his bathing suit down so that her tremulous fingers touched the tip of his heavily throbbing prick beneath the pushed aside material. His subordinate's hand now lighted on the massiveness of his still growing hardness, squeezing tenderly and tentatively at first, then exploring the full elongated length of it and tracing with maddeningly light fingers the slightly upraised webbing of veins that pulsated at her prurient touch.

"Oh… oohhhhhhhh, yessssss," he whispered, with hoarse desire rasping in his voice. "Yes, touch my cock, stroke it, touch it," he continued, his passion-crazed voice flying into Tammy's ears as she still struggled silently to extricate herself from the lust-incited clutches of Glen Cooper, whose hands now searched hotly between the creamy smooth skin of her thighs.

"Oh yes," Warren's voice droned on, "touch my cock, touch me, squeeze me, wrap your fingers around it. Yes, just like that… ooooooooo!" Warren's ass now pushed back firmly against Tammy's own softly grinding asscheeks clad in the brief bikini. Warren's grinding loins were as disturbing to the young cleaning girl as Glen's unwanted caresses and so she pulled her body forward to escape, inadvertently pushing her hardened nipples into Glen's naked chest.

Again, the terrible realization that she was trapped helplessly between the two men rushed over her tortured mind and sent a shudder of impending doom through her. She could hear Warren's gasps of passion growing louder, mingled of course with the same gasping moans coming from his heatedly excited young salesgirl. Meanwhile, Glen's obscenely searching hands had reached up from their exploration of her creamy thighs to cup over both her hugely trembling titties and for a brief moment she once again considered trying to escape from the salacious trio. But it was no use. She was hopelessly wedged between Warren and Glen, and when she cocked her head to the side, she glimpsed Warren's bathing suit pulled down now to his knees and the heavily throbbing length of his massive cock lying nestled in the firm grasp of Dawn Peters, the redheaded salesgirl. She could see his fingers and hands, which had already pushed her skimpy bikini bra back up around her throat, now massaging the sensuously throbbing mounds of Dawn's tits just as Glen was doing to hers now.

Tammy's voluptuously rounded tits gently rose and fell on her rapidly heaving chest now and quivered violently in involuntary response to Glen's softly playing fingers. Slowly Tammy began to relax and enjoy the tremoring sensations of aroused desire that swept through her loins like wildfire. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, her hips began swaying in a sensuous rhythm against Glen Cooper's eagerly heated loins.

The handsome store manager circled his expert thumbs around the tops of her dark berry-like nipples, sending wisps of static electric fire coursing over and inside her naked belly and thighs. Yes, she liked what he was doing to her now, enjoyed the growing rapture that was streaming through her veins although she knew in the back of her mind that the passionate groans beside her, plus the wine she had enjoyed earlier, had a lot to do with her irresistible arousal. She knew, too, that this surging need for cock was not directed at this particular person, Glen Cooper, but at any man whose huge hot cock could fulfill the aching void in her lust-wet cunt. The aroused young cleaning girl recalled how Dawn had licked her pussy before and how her own body had reacted with unrequited lust in return. And now she began to imagine that it was Dawn Peters and not Glen beside her, that Warren's hands were hotly massaging her softly quaking titties, that Dawn would plunge her hot, wet tongue deep into her hungry belly.

God, Tammy, stop it! You can't go on letting yourself get completely carried away like this. You're not a lesbian or a nympho; you just need fucking!

Glen Cooper now ground his face down into the hollow of Tammy's long, statuesque neck as his hands continued to fondle and tease at the voluptuously luscious mounds of her tits.

"Aaaaaaaauuuuuuggghhhhh!" she cried, now given up completely to the tremors of excited pleasure that shook her near naked, trembling young body at the searing touch of his wet tongue and the teasing caresses of his greedy hands.

Warren now suddenly realized what was happening behind him and turned briefly to see for himself. What he saw was the dark-haired cleaning girl writhing in the arms of the store manager, Glen Cooper. He saw her movement from the rear, but he could well imagine what was taking place beyond his line of vision. His cock now jerked painfully at the lust-provoking vision of the young cleaning girl rocking passionately in the embrace of the handsome Glen Cooper. His own hand now traveled down from the beautiful young salesgirl's luscious tits until they rested just above the elastic waistband of her low-slung bikini. Then slowly, with the gentle tenderness of a loving lover, he slid his hand beneath the tight elastic strip and felt Dawn's nearly naked body quiver and tremble as his finger wormed down until it grazed tantalizingly against the soft bush of her redly curling pussyhairs just above the cum-slick entrance to her cunt. Her hand now began jerking rapidly in response around his thickly pulsing cock pulling the resilient flap of foreskin back and forth and then gripping spasmodically as Warren's probing finger found the hotly throbbing bud of her supersensitive clit.

"Oooooooooaaaaaaawwwwwwww," Dawn cried, undulating her loins now over and around the teasingly searching finger. "Oh, yes. God, yes, Warren! Oh, my lover, don't stop. Oh, keep rubbing my clit, keep rubbing. Aaaaaaaa!"

While Warren Mathieson was busily exploring the cum-slippery slit between Dawn's wantonly spread thighs, Glen Cooper had continued to caress and fondle Tammy's now throbbing tits, he too tracing his hand in a provocative path down from her huge tits to the flat naked plane of her belly. The wickedly aroused young cleaning girl could feel her entire cunt flowing beneath her tight-fitting bikini panties, his finger probing obscenely at her erectly throbbing clit just as Warren's fingers had done to Dawn only moments before.

My God. First, Warren fingered Dawn's clit, and now Glen's fingering mine. God, what is happening here? What are we doing like this, together, shamelessly enjoying their fingers in our pussies? It's just like the other night at the office when I got fucked.

Tammy's mind reeled as she heard the soft swoosh of Dawn's bikini panties coming off over her eagerly squirming asscheeks, and now as she cocked her head backward she could see the reddish forest of Dawn's pussy bush barely covering the wet hair-rimmed lips of her anxiously pulsating cunt which was still being explored by Warren's probing fingers. The image created a new tidal wave of unquenchable lust that flooded through her body, and she wanted to feel Glen's fingers massaging her softly gripping cuntlips just as Warren's were doing to Dawn. Her hips ground up at his hand as her mouth opened to exclaim, "Oh, Glen. Yes, Glen. Touch my pussy… rub against my pussy-hairs… stick your finger up my cunt. All of it; I want all of it!"

Warren heard the young cleaning girl's passionate pleading and the lust-crazed urgency in her voice only fueled his own fire to greater heights. He lodged his knees on either side of the salesgirl's shuddering widespread thighs and squeezed his obscenely poised asscheeks in lust-impassioned encouragement.

"God, Warren, fuck your prick inside me. Oh, I want it so much! Warren, give me your wonderful hard cock!" Dawn cried.

Warren Mathieson smiled triumphantly above the sex-crazed young salesgirl. He loved to hear her begging him like that and it was all he could do to keep from fucking his prick gloriously forward and impaling this voluptuous girl immediately on his hotly aching cock, but he held back for a moment to enjoy the pleading, whimpering sounds of the hot-to-fuck young redhead as she was caressed and teased into exploding sexual arousal right there under him. He felt Dawn's eager hands reach between their loins and grasp greedily at the thickly throbbing length of his thundering cock and her tender fingers stroked it with a kind of lewd reverence. He could feel his own poised hardness there, throbbing between her caressing fingers, and the cock juice that oozed from the lust-inflamed head lubricated her desperately clasping and unclasping fingers.

Dawn now took the massive dick and guided it gently up the valley of her juicy cunt, not letting go of its hugely pulsing girth until it rested enticingly between the cunt juice-drenched flanges of her steaming pussy. She held its length there with one hand and, with the other on Warren's muscular asscheeks, drew him down on top of her so that his hardened cock slid effortlessly into the lubricated warmth of her greedy cunt.

Beside them, Glen and Tammy were busily working their own erotic pleasure as Tammy once again cocked her head to witness the pussy-exciting spectacle there. She could see Warren levered up over the beautiful salesgirl now and watched as Dawn wantonly swirled the huge head of his cock around the splayed-open lips of her quivering little cunt. But soon all of her attention was called back to Glen Cooper, for now his enormously throbbing cock was exposed and his trunks were pulled down around his knees. He began inching up over her trembling belly, while the flat of his hand slid up over the sensuously quivering mounds of her tits that were now as nakedly exposed in all their glory as Dawn's had been exposed by Warren. As he brought his cock up over her naked tits and closer to her face, Tammy squealed, somewhat frightened by what she knew he was going to do next. She'd never sucked cock before, but Dawn had seemed to love it.

Now Glen's eagerly pulsing cockhead was poised just above Tammy's face. He pushed his asscheeks slowly forward toward her head, laying the wet, sticky underside of his hugely throbbing cock between her full, sensuous lips while he held her head tight between his strong hands. He laughed softly as he watched the excitement in her face as she stared at the heavily pulsing hardness above her lips. He placed one thumb then along her moist upper lip and pressed forward slowly, still clutching her head tightly, until his huge cock dropped slightly between Tammy's widespread lips and rested against her bared white teeth.

"C'mon, baby, this is gonna taste good," he wickedly urged her, smiling down at her flushed face. "Open up… open up and lick it, baby. You'll love it!"

He flexed his hips now slightly back and forth until several moist droplets of his cock juice slipped from the tip and lubricated the mouth that was half-surrounding it.

"Now, doesn't that taste good? Come on, honey, take a big mouthful of old Glen's hot prick!" he urged again, his eyes glazed with lust and desire for this voluptuously curvaceous young girl beneath him.

The sight of his thickly pulsing cock sent a shiver of desire and dread through the young cleaning girl. Oh God, she thought, I've never sucked a man's cock before. How am I going to take all of it in my mouth? Suddenly, she wanted to scream, to jump and run from the house, but she couldn't. The bra of her skimpy bikini bathing suit was lying in a crumpled heap beside them and her panties, like Dawn's, had been pulled down way over her thighs. This was the first time she had ever viewed Glen's cock or any cock at this close quarters and she could actually feel its hotly pulsing tip begging entrance to the hot moist cavern of her mouth. The head alone felt enormous pushing in through her teeth as it was, and then when he began to push more forcefully, more urgently, she thought she would certainly choke around its long, hot thickness. No, there would be no escape now. No escape from the bitter-sweet cock that was slowly fucking into the soft-walled interior of her mouth. Yes, she had wanted his cock a few moments ago, provoked as she had been by the obscene tableau of Warren and Dawn beside her; but she had wanted his pulsing hard cock fucking her cunt, not her mouth! This was something she had never done before, not even with her boyfriend Howie at the drive-in when he had begged her to take his prick between her lips and suck it until it came. No, she hadn't done it for him. But now she knew that she would have to suck Glen Cooper's… there was no way out!

With the thumb and forefinger of his right hand, Glen pushed her lips back, gently continuing his slow, skewering motion into her suddenly more relaxed mouth. His other hand now roamed over the hotly throbbing flesh of her tits, tweaking the erectly pulsing nipples between his fingers until he could feel them growing into near-bursting hardness in response to his expert teasing. Her eyes were fixed almost fearfully on his face but he knew that before long that expression would change from fear to erotic, ecstatic passion and so he simply crushed the thickly stiffening hardness of his prick through her soft moist lips and on into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth.

Tammy could feel its elongated thickness slithering up the length of her throat, making her feel as if she would choke to death right then and there. Glen, in his uncontrollable lust-incited state, began to slowly screw his cock up and down so that its heatedly throbbing length slid, in and out of her tightly ovalled lips with an easy, rhythmic tempo. While the young cleaning girl tasted her first cock, Glen continued his slow rhythmic in and out movements into it, always leaving a small section of the head just up inside her hotly moistened lips.

Tammy lay gazing up at the glistening length of his impaling cock where it stood out from the thick, dense grove of his pubic hair, and it jerked obscenely within the cock-filled circle of her lips. It tasted so… strange… so good! To her side, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Warren Mathieson moving in a slowly gyrating rhythm over Dawn's nakedly spread body.

"Come on, suck it, Tammy. Suck the hell out of it. Suck, baby, suck, I tell you," Glen commanded above her.

Well, why not… the sooner I start, the sooner it will be over, rippled hotly through her passion-dimmed mind.

Now the young cleaning girl's lips began to nibble at Glen Cooper's warmly throbbing cock. It seemed absurd to her, even unreal, like some fantasy that had suddenly come to life before she had had a chance to stop it. It was almost as if she had wakened in the middle of a dream only to find that she hadn't been dreaming after all, that all of the lewd, erotically stimulating events of the dream had actually occurred. Here she was, lying on the soft grass in her boss's backyard, helplessly trapped between his naked body and that of the floor supervisor, with Glen's aching cock slipping and sliding into the warm, slicky, cuntlike confines of her mouth. Oh, but it is so exciting! she thought as she began choking and sputtering, until the unnatural invasion began to feel less and less alien and she began to grow accustomed to its thickly throbbing presence. His cum-filled balls slapped lewdly now against her chin as he continued his slow teasing thrusts into her wetly ovalled lips.

Beside them, Warren could feel his burning cock juices churning in his balls, and he could feel, too, the steadily building pressure that would bring him soon to his own mind-rupturing cum as he plunged hard, almost cruel thrusts up into Dawn's hungrily clasping cunt. She squirmed her smoothly curved asscheeks into the soft grass below and swung her bare feet up over the backs of his knees, groaning with sublime rapture all the while. The swishing sound of his lewd male hardness sluicing wetly up into her steaming, seething cunt reverberated in his ears as he clenched his hands around her wildly pumping ass, squeezing the softly smooth flesh until it oozed between his grasping fingers. While he stroked, his lust-glazed eyes slowly focused on the form of the erotically writhing cleaning girl whose widely ovalled lips were being fucked like a small hairless cunt by Glen's obscenely plunging cock. He was beyond caring why or how Tammy had come to be in that position, but the obscene nature of her situation impelled his own lust and all he thought of now was his own carnal satisfaction.

Warren continued to stare down at the wanton young brunette, watching her voluptuous huge-titted body and her bobbing head with her dark hair carelessly scattered on the ground behind her, and he smiled as he saw Glen's enormously bloated cock disappearing into the eagerly clasping lips. In response, he fucked even harder into Dawn, into the softness of her hotly gripping pussy, pretending in an abstract fashion that he was really screwing into both women at once, into Dawn and the naked young cleaning girl at the same time.

And then, suddenly, he felt Dawn's body spasm and jerk around his deeply fucking cock and he knew that the impact of her own spiraling cum was finally bursting through her loins and into her nakedly bouncing tits. Her body convulsed as the shudder of her own lust shivered through it, rocking her nakedly wriggling asscheeks and sending a chill of sublime rapture through it, travelling from the flowing depths of her own cunt up along her belly and past her tremulously quaking tits and back to her fevered pussy. At the same time the wet licking sounds of lips and tongue working over the palpitating hot length of Glen's mouthfucking prick excited Warren beyond the point of endurance and, as the find shudders of Dawn's cum rippled through her trembling body, he quickly withdrew from her and lurched against Tammy's side.

Warren Mathieson now angled an elbow against Glen Cooper who straddled Tammy's warmly sucking mouth. Tammy, meanwhile, turned her head to the side as best she could manage with the thickly pulsing hardness still captured between her lusting lips and was vaguely aware now of Warren's eagerly anxious hands kneading at the hotly quivering flesh of her huge tits while he grasped his cock and circled it warmly over her writhing pussy. Then Tammy saw him, saw Warren Mathieson there by her nakedly spread pussy and as he slowly, erotically spread her smooth white thighs apart, she felt a rush of cool air around the hotly pulsing lips of her cunt… oh God, this was what she wanted! This was what her lust-crazed mind had been dreaming about. And now, at last, it was going to happen. Yes, Warren Mathieson was going to fuck into her hotly hungering cunt, just like Glen Cooper had the other night. Yes, what rapturous joy to have his strong hands on her insanely quivering titties, squeezing her nipples until they stood out straight and proud against his fondling hands. Yes, yes, her hot little pussy was going to be fucked and fucked good!