gasp as she bobbed her head on his cock, then sat back grinning, his hand coming to rest on the back of her head. He looked back at the viewfinder on the camera, zooming in a little more when he noticed that she was doing a wider shot.
Lois was having fun playing the innocent schoolgirl, but she was looking forward to the wanton nymphette part of her role to. She wasn’t in any hurry to get to it. She knew she was directing this scene, and was glad Kyle was following her so well.
Kyle looked her up and down. He wanted to paw at her tight little body, or stand up and shove his raging hard- on down her throat. He doubted if she’d mind, but he was getting into the scene too. It was almost like he was replaying one of his many recent dates. He was going to have to use this shotgun trick in the future, it was a great way to get things heated up fast.
Lois exhaled, smiling as she felt the pot start to hit her. Kyle could see that her eyes were already glassy, and she was breathing heavily. He held the joint up, and she nodded, leaning close again. Kyle took a hit off the joint, and blew the smoke into her face again, watching as she inhaled it through her nose. When she turned away again, he inhaled the rest of the smoke himself, then took another hit.
She let the smoke out faster this time, and leaned in again, her eyes glittering, her hand starting to slide higher up on his thigh. He felt her fingers slipping under the shorts covering his lap, and slid down a little lower on the couch, letting his legs fall open wider.
“Let’s try something different this time, okay?” he said, taking a big hit off the joint.
She smiled, nodding, and he pressed his lips to hers, his hand coming up to cup the back of her head. He blew the smoke into her mouth, slipping his tongue inside at the same time. His other hand came up, sliding lightly over one of her tits, squeezing it softly. She gasped, inhaling sharply, and almost coughed, but she fought it back. She held the smoke in her lungs as long as she could, her tongue still dueling with his, then started to squirm in panic when he didn’t pull away.
Kyle felt her distress, he had been waiting for it. He inhaled the smoke from her lungs, drawing air in through his nose, then breathed it back into her mouth. She caught on quickly, imitating his actions, until there was no more smoke for them to share.
She broke away, panting, but her flushed cheeks and heaving chest weren’t just from lack of air.
“Again!” she said huskily, taking her hand off his thigh, and bringing up to his chest. She leaned into him, grinding one firm titty into his arm as she gazed up at him.
Kyle took another hit off the joint, and barely had it out of his mouth when she plastered her lips against his. Her tongue darted into his mouth, and she inhaled deeply as he blew smoke into her lungs. She didn’t blow it back, instead she exhaled through her nose as she slithered up over him, kissing him hungrily, her hands running through his hair and over his tightly muscled chest.
Pressing her body down on his passionately, Lois darted her tongue into his mouth, then retreated, welcoming his lingual invasion. She ground her tits into his chest, her legs spreading around his thigh, humping her drooling cunt down on it. Stroking her fingers through his hair, she recalled similar make out sessions from her own teens, and threw herself into her role eagerly.
Phil was arching his hips up into Tracy’s mouth slowly, just grooving on the way her lips and tongue felt moving over his cock. He wasn’t in any hurry to cum, he was enjoying the show. He felt her wriggling against him, and saw that she was squeezing her thighs together, humping her pussy mound rhythmically against the couch.
“Sorry,” he whispered. “I think I’ve been neglecting you!”
She nodded on his cockhead, then popped it out of her mouth and looked at him.
“I was about to say something,” she gasped, spreading her legs, then sighing as he slipped his hand between cream slick thighs, grinning when he felt how hot and wet her pussy was. He stroked his fingers up and down over her juice coated cuntlips, sliding two fingers slowly into her pussy as she pushed her ass up at him. She wrapped her fingers around his cockshaft, stroking it lazing as she watched the scene on the couch unfold.
Lois broke their frantic kiss, her eyes glowing as she stared into Kyle’s faced. Then she buried her face in his chest, her hands coming up on either side like she was trying to hide.
“Oh, Kyle!” she whimpered loudly, making sure the cameras would catch her speech.
“What baby?” he asked, knowing where this was going. He had seen it often enough lately. “What’s wrong? Come on, baby. It’s okay.” He stage whispered soft reassurances and words of love in her ear as his hands moved over her body.
“Yo… you’re gonna think I’m such a slut!” she said loud enough for the cameras to pick it up, her face still buried in his chest.
“No, I won’t.” He said gently, lifting her face away from his chest, his fingers stroking her cheeks. “Tell me what’s the matter. And why would I think you were a slut?”
“Ca… can I… ” She stopped, squirming against him, having trouble staying in character now. “Can I see you’re dick? I… I can feel it pressing against me, and it feels so good! Can I look at it?”
“Sure,” he laughed, “Here, roll toward the back of the couch and let me move these shorts.”
“No! Let me go, I wanna get down on the floor so I can get a good look at it. Okay?”
“Fine with me!” he grinned. “Here, you get down on the floor, and I’ll sit up on the couch.”
She scampered down onto the floor as he sat up and slid lower on the couch, spreading his legs wide. He left the shorts where they were. She moved up till she was between his legs, her face inches from his hidden cock. She put her hands on the insides of his thighs, looking up at him expectantly.
“Okay,” she breathed, staring at his crotch. “I’m ready! Let me see it!”
“Huh uh,” He said, grinning down at her. “You wanna see it so bad, you do it!”
She gave him her best shocked schoolgirl look, then looked back at his crotch. She was glad that the cameras couldn’t see the hungry look on her face. But she was glad Kyle could. Forcing her hand to move as slowly as she could, she wrapped her fingers in the shiny material covering his throbbing cock. She could see it jerking and twitching under the light fabric, and her mouth was watering. She was praying she could stay in character until it was time to let the nymphette out.
“Here, we go!” Phil said, then eased his fingers out her Tracy’s pussy. He licked then clean, then reached over and took the camera out of her hand. Moving his arms wide apart, keeping both cameras pointed at the action, he leaned down and whispered in her ear. “Climb up here and sit on it!”
She looked back at him, covering her mouth with her hand to muffle her giggles. She eased off the couch, then ducked under his arm, trying to stay out of the shot. He nodded, and she slipped up onto his lap, reaching between her legs and guiding the knob of his cock into her dripping cunt hole. Sighing quietly, she eased her weight down, letting his huge cock slide deliciously into her pussy.
He pulled one hand back, and she took the camera from him, holding it out to the side like he was. They were getting the same view from slightly different angles now.
“You shoot him, and I’ll shoot her. Nod if that’s okay.”
She nodded her head, adjusting the zoom once she’d settled Kyle in the middle of the frame. She wiggled her hips, leaning back against him, and squeezed her cunt muscles around his twitching dick.
“Suck it,” he whispered, flexing his groin muscles, making his cock throb inside her. “Suck my cock with that hot little cunt, Tracy!”
He brought his free hand around and cupped one of her heavy tits, squeezing it softly, his fingers running around the bumpy ring of her areole for a moment. Then he skimmed it down across her stomach, finally coming to rest over the sopping wet mound of her cunt. Her cupped her puffy pussylips, spreading them gently, and flicked his middle finger over her clit.
“What are you?” she grunted softly, “Some kind of mind reader? You keep doing, or telling me to do, what I’m thinking about!”
“Dirty minds think alike!” he chuckled. “Now pay attention. We’re gonna make the greatest porn flick ever outta this!”
Lois was dragging the shorts down slowly, and could see Kyle’s curly cockhairs coming into view. Then his cockknob got stuck on the waistband. She pulled harder, but it wouldn’t come free. She looked up at Kyle, a disappointed look on her face.
“What’re you gonna do now little girl?” It looks like it’s stuck!”
“Will you help me?” she said, her mouth pooching up in a sultry pout.
He shook his head as he looked down at her.
