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CHAPTER TWO

They never did get to her apartment, not that day, anyway. Cal was just starting out of the parking lot when he spotted his assistant manager signaling him wildly from the mall. The store detective had just caught a shoplifter in the jewelry department and there was a long distance call for him from the home office.

"Sure lucky I caught you before you'd left, huh, Cal?" the man said, glancing at Babs in the front seat beside his boss.

"Yeah, Jake, well done," Cal told him. "Keep up the good work and you're fired." He turned to Babs and shrugged regretfully. "Sorry, honey, but you see how it is. Nobody in that damned store can go potty without Big Daddy around to wipe their ass." He scribbled on a piece of paper and fucked it into the front of her halter. "Here's my address and phone number. Give me a call later tonight and we'll get together."

He was out of the car and following his assistant back into the mall before Babs could say a word.

"Shit!" was what she finally did say, climbing out of the car and striding away angrily. Now she was left with a hungry pussy and nothing to fill it with. She was really no better off now than when she'd started. That one brief fuck in the front seat of Cal's car had only served to whet her appetite for more.

Then she suddenly thought of Pat Gillman and her frown turned to a lewd smirk. She fished Cal's address and phone number out of her halter-top and slipped it into a side pocket of her shorts. She'd save that for later, she told herself, but right now there was Pat Gillman to look forward to!

Pat lived in the same apartment building, just two floors below her. They'd known each other for years and he was one of her most favorite fuck-mates. Pat had been a close friend of her late husband's. In fact, it was just dumb luck that Pat hadn't been on that same plane when it crashed since the death of her husband and his best friend, Babs and Pat had grown very close, at first because of their sense of shared loss, and then because of the was his big cock tit so nicely into her little cunt.

They'd spent a lot of nights together in the last few months, but not newly as many as either of them would have liked. Pat worked five nights a week, from eight to three in the morning, as a lighting technician at a downtown rock club. She hadn't thought of him this morning because she knew that he'd be still asleep. But now it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and he should be up.

If not, Babs thought with a giggle, I know a nice way to wake up a tired man!

At her apartment building, she went directly to Pat's apartment and rang the bell. When he didn't answer, she rang several more times, and still he didn't answer. On impulse, she tried the door and found it unlocked. She tiptoed across the living room and found Pat in the bedroom, lying on the bed, sound asleep, naked, with just one corner of the sheet covering his crotch.

Not even considering simply leaving, she moved silently over to the side of the bed, staring at the thick bulge of his prick rod outlined by the sheet. Suddenly, he shifted it his sleep, throwing his arms up over his head and kicking one leg out. The sheet pulled away from his porn and Babs licked her lips at the well-remembered sight of his revealed prick. It was every bit as big and handsome as any girl had a right to expect!

She stood there for a moment, looking up and down his body. Pat appeared to be in his early forties, although he was actually almost fifty. His chest and shoulders were still broad and strong, however, and his belly was as hard and tight as a man half his age. Thick, curly hair covered him from crotch to chest. But it was that generous hunk of cock meat that had always attracted her to him. Even only half hard, as now, it was a big, rugged-looking beauty. And, as Babs knew all too well, once it got really excited, it could give her a fucking to remember!

Finally deciding that she had to do something, she knelt down beside the bed and reached out. She ran the tip of her middle finger down along the rubbery cock shaft, moving it lightly from the thick base to the swollen crown. She shivered a little at the warm contact. When she looked up at his face, she was momentarily startled to see that his eyes were wide open and he was staring back at her. Also, she noticed small grin curling the corners of his mouth.

"Did I leave that door unlocked again?" he asked. His voice was calm and matter-of-fact, as though he woke up every morning to find a beautiful girl fingering his cock.

Babs giggled and said, "I was mixing up a love potion and would you believe, I found I'm completely out of creamed owl. So I dropped in to see if I could borrow a cupful."

"Sorry. I haven't had a chance to get to the store all week."

"Ohhh, darn!" Babs sighed and started to get to her feet. "I'll just have to make do with lizard's leg, I guess."

Laughing, Pat gripped her wrist and pulled her down onto the edge of the bed. "No, don't go." His eyes had been roaming freely over her succulent little body and Babs was glad she was still wearing her shorts and halter top. "It's time I was getting up, anyway. And," he added, glancing down to where his cock was starting to rise jerkily, "some of me is already getting up!"

Babs giggled and reached down with one hand. She cupped the underside of his cock, lifting it on her palm and moved her hand up and down without closing her fingers. His cock pole lurched and twitched excitedly against her moist palm. Babs felt her hot little clitty throbbing in time with the jerking flutters that were racing along the length of his prick staff. The crotch band of her pasties was getting soaked for the second time that day as her ever-ready young pussy oozed its juices.

"Mmmmm," she purred, smacking her lips.

"Go ahead," Pat invited. "Take a taste! It wouldn't be the first time!"

"Well, I guess that love potion can wait."

"You don't need it, anyway. You're your own love potion!"

Babs leaned over his crotch, taking a deep breath and filling her lungs with the strong, musky aroma rising from his cock and balls.

"Yeah, just a little taste," she muttered, almost to herself. "A little suck on this nice big cock…"

She let her voice drift off as she opened her lips and lowered them down around the delicious hardness of his cock pole. Swiftly she dropped her face down into his lap, swallowing as much of his prick as she could possibly cram into her greedy young mouth. Her juicy lips slid smoothly over the veined shaft. With the bulbous head of his cock nuzzled against the back of her throat, she cupped his heavy in one hand and rolled them abound in the crinkly sac.

Pat gasped loudly, pleased as always with her enthusiasm and skill at gobbling his fleshy prick rod. He bucked his ass up off the bed, slamming his huge cock head even tighter against the back of her throat. He sat up and gripped her under the arms, hauling her up on to the bed and spreading his hairy legs. Babs curled up comfortably between his thighs and twirled her wet little tongue around on his throbbing cock head.

"Ohhh, Babs, honey!" Pat groaned, propping his head up on the thick bed pillows and smiling down at her. "You're good! I've always said that you're the best little cocksucker in the whole world."

She smiled then fuck her tongue tip back and forth rapidly against the little fold of skin just below the massive cock head. She kissed her way down the underside of his quivering shaft and started rolling her wet tongue over his warm, hairy balls. Pat moaned and humped his ass up off the mattress and Babs moved one hand beneath him, her fingertips tickling the sweaty flesh in the crack of his ass.

"Mmmmm," she cooed happily, her lips pulling on the curly hairs of his ball sac. "Such a nice big cock! So hard 'n' strong! And so hot and tasty, too!" she gurgled. She ran a series of small light kisses back up the length of his shaft and licked skillfully over the bloated tip.

"You really like cock, don't you, honey?"

Pat asked beginning to rock back and forth from one hip to the other under the stimulation her pursed, creamy lips. "You like suckin' big hard cocks, huh?"

"Ohhh, yeah!" Babs giggled. "And the bigger and harder the better!"

"Well, you just go ahead, Babs, 'cause I'm a man who really enjoys havin' a cute little fox like you givin' him some real good head!"

He reached down and curled his fingers into her hair, pulling her face down into his groin.

Almost with the same motion, he humped his ass upward. His long, thick cock slammed into her mouth, the swollen crown hammering against the back of her throat. Babs grunted loudly.

"Go on, you sweet little, cock-sucker!" Pat hissed. "Eat my cock! Swallow it, you cock sucking little cum-drinker!"

Babs was delighted by his sudden violence. It was one of the things she loved best about turn. He had a tough, no-nonsense attitude about women. He'd been married once to a cock-teaser who, to hear him tell it, was all put on and no put out. So now, as far as he was concerned, any female who wanted him had better be prepared to do her duty!

She felt the harsh pressure of his cock head against the back of her throat, blocking off her air, and his strong fingers tugging painfully at her hair. Babs wouldn't really have liked a whole world of Pat Gillmans, but once in a while it was exciting tote bashed over the and dragged into a cave.

Then she took a deep breath through her nose and worked her throat muscles frantically, trying to accommodate the sheer bulk of his shuddering prick rod as it gouged into her mouth. His fingers stopped pulling at her hair, but maintained their tight grip. Babs gurgled, her neck straining as she tried to lift her face out of his crotch.

"C'mon, start suckin' that cock!" Pat growled. "You know you want to so get busy. And don't stop till you've drained me dry!"

Babs rolled her tongue over his savory prick flesh, her cheeks pulling inward as she sucked against the solid plug that was stretching her lips so widely. When Pat released her hair, she slowly ran her fucking tongue up the underside of his cock, finally raising her mouth. Then she gave his swollen cock head a quick series of juicy little kisses before plunging her mouth back down around his jutting cock shaft.

"Ohhh, you wonderful little cum-sucker!" Pat groaned, moving his legs apart to give her all the room she wanted. His hips rose and fell, his prick rod humping up and down in tempo with her bobbing mouth, "That's the way, Babs! Suck it! Suck it right down your throat! Gobble that cock! Aahhh, that's good!"

Whatever Babs might have replied was turned into a gurgling mumble by the bloated chunk of prick meat in her mouth. She slid both hands underneath his bucking hips and cupped his sinewy ass cheeks, one fingertip jabbing at the tiny hole of his ass. Suddenly her finger popped in through the tight ring of muscle and she felt the slippery walls of his asshole tighten. Pat gave a loud groan and his cock head jerked with pleasure against the roof of her mouth.

Pat cupped both hands against the back of her head, holding her face tightly against his crotch, and climbed onto his hands and knees, rolling her onto her back beneath him. His knees were pinning her shoulders to the bed and his hairy nuts rested in the warm hollow of her throat.

"Now," he said, smirking down into her flushed face. "Now I can really fuck that tight little mouth of yours! And you can get at my ass better!"

Babs mewled and whined, rolling her eyes frantically as his large hands pumped her head up and down, sliding her juicy lips back and forth along the thick, lengthy shaft of his cock. He was face-fucking her savagely, using her warm mouth as a pussy, his immense prick thrusting and stroking into her throat like a battering ram. She worked her tongue madly, licking and slurping his cock as it pistoned in and out of her pursed lips. Her finger was still embedded up his asshole and she wiggled it around within the warm, greasy tunnel.

She reached down with her free hand and stroked the smooth bare skin of her thigh, then pushed her hand down under the front of her shorts and fingered the stiff little nubbin of her clitty. Immediately, she felt spasms of delicious pleasure shoot through her shameless young pussy hole. She purred like a happy kitten, her ass cheeks squirming against the mattress.

"Ahhh, shit, Babs, honey! You're the best! Absolutely the best little cock-sucker I've ever known!" Pat gasped, looking down between his legs, his eyes glowing as he watched the way she was nursing on his swollen cock meat. "Uuhhh! That's nice! Goddamn, when I cum, I'm gonna blow the back of your head right off!"

The words were no sooner out of his mouth than Babs felt her twitching little pussy erupt. Her cunt juice drooled out, soaking her fingers as she continued to pinch and diddle her vibrating clitty button. She kicked her heels in the air and blubbered gayly around Pat's massive prick staff as her orgasm roared through her hot, shivering body.

Yet, as soon as her climax had faded, her greedy little pussy hole was soon filled with sluttish need again. She twirled her wet tongue around his burrowing prick and kneaded her clit all the harder, knowing that her next orgasm would be bigger and better and that the one after that would be more wonderful still!

"Aahhh!" Pat moaned, throwing his head back and clutching Babs tightly by the hair. "I'm gonna cum!" he panted. "I hope you're ready for a lotta hot cum, 'cause I'm… gonna… uuhhhhhh! Take it, cocksucker! Drink it down!"

Babs felt the entire length of his thick cock pole start to vibrate wildly. His nuts quivered and twitched against the underside of her chin. His cock head nuzzled tightly against the back of her throat.

And a second later she felt the first glob of jism spurt onto her tonsils. It was thick and creamy and hot and it tasted just wonderful!

She was stunned, as always, by the amount of his load. Wad after rich, buttery wad of cum-cream splashed into her mouth, seemingly without end. She never got used to it, even though every time she sucked him off it was the same. He always flooded her mouth and throat and filled her tummy, but she never got used to it.

She began to swallow, frantically trying to keep up with the steady flow of jism as it pumped into her mouth through the tiny piss hole in the head of his spasming prick. But even her greedy little mouth couldn't manage so impossible a task, no matter how much she tried.

When Pat finally stopped spewing his tasty jism into her mouth, Babs pulled her head away from his still-rigid prick meat and took a deep breath. Pat slumped over wearily and sprawled out on his back instantly Babs was after him. She crouched beside his waist and dropped her face back into his hairy crotch, licking and sucking hungrily at his cock and balls, lapping up the spilled cum with her agile tongue.

"Aahhhh!" Pat sighed happily. "Baby, don't ever let anyone tell you that you don't give great head!"

Babs giggled. "Don't worry, honey. That's one thing nobody can kid me about!"

Pat laughed and reached down to grab her under the arms. "I wanna fuck!"

"Wait a while, honey," Babs said, pushing against his chest. "First let me suck some more of this delicious cock!"

Before he could answer, she began kissing [missing text].

"How about one of my ass-sucks, lover?" she purred, smirking up into his face. "If you think you're ready to fuck now, just wait till you feel my hot little tongue up your ass!"

Again not waiting for him to answer, Babs lifted his ass and rolled him onto his side. Pat felt her warm, fleshy tongue running slowly up through the crack between his hard, sinewy ass cheeks. Her pointy tongue tip probed lightly at the hole to his ass.

"Aahhh," he moaned.

Babs squealed. "I'd forgotten what a sweet tastin' ass you've got, lover! We've gotta do this more often!"

She felt his ass cheeks quiver against her palms as she swirled and darted her hot little tongue around, finally forcing it in past the tight opening to his shit tube. She stroked one hand down and cupped his throbbing nuts.

They convulsed and fluttered between her tickling fingers and she knew it wouldn't be long before he'd be cumming again.