And to prove it she began licking his cock all over, lashing and tickling with her wet little tongue, working from the giant purple head of his dick down the thick pale stalk. Her naughty little tongue tickled through the crisp sandy hairs of his bush and onto his fiery-hot swollen red balls. Her eager kissing and tonguing left his cock and nuts gleaming with her spit.

Chuck trembled and moaned softly as she ate him, but he didn't let her do it for long. He was too eager to do something for her. Presently he pushed her gently onto her back and opened her legs wide, bending them back at the knees. He ogled the lush red flesh of her gash with its dainty fringe of glossy black curls.

'You look good enough to eat, honey,' he said, 'and that's just what I'm gonna do.'

He pressed his face into her steamy little pussy, and Pat moaned hoarsely. His tongue was huge like the rest of him, a big wet hot organ that licked and lashed all over her fragrant little snatch. His tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, on her clit, her pussylips, her cunt-mouth, and even the tiny tight mouth of her asshole.

'Oh, my God, Chuck,' Pat wailed, 'that's wonderful. I love it, darling, I love it. Yessss, eat meeeee.'

She just couldn't control herself with this man. She moaned and squealed and gasped with pleasure as Chuck hungrily ate her pussy. Her aroused little twat gushed hot sticky cream all over his face but he didn't seem to mind in the least. He lapped up the tasty juice as fast as it poured from her steamy little snatch.

Then he zeroed in on her bright red clit, sucking the tiny hot button between his lips. Pat squealed ecstatically as he started to suck hot and hard on her sensitive little love-bud. She arched her body up, feeding him her clit, loving every second of his expert sucking.

'Yes, yes, yes,' she wailed, 'suck meee.'

He brought her just to the brink of orgasm, then released her soaked throbbing clit and moved lower in her steamy little gash. Pat moaned hoarsely when she felt his thick long tongue easing up her cunt. He thrust clear to the root, his big tongue completely stuffing her snug box, his chin resting on her soaked pussy. Then he started to fuck her with his tongue, jabbing it hard up and down in her clinging hot twat.

'Ohhhhh, God,' Pat whimpered, 'so good, darling, so good.'

Again he skillfully brought her just to the edge of climax but didn't allow her to come. He jerked his thick tongue out of her throbbing little cunt and then pressed his moist tongue-tip against the tight-clenched mouth of her brownie. Pat gasped as she felt his slippery tongue-meat gliding up her ass.

'Oooooo,' she wailed.

It was the most delicious thing she'd ever felt in her life, Chuck's thick probing tongue stuffing and reaming her sensitive asshole. She let herself go without shame, moaning and writhing and creaming. She was certain she'd come this time – but at the very last second he withdrew his tongue.

'You devil,' Pat panted, 'what are you doing?'

'Just getting you ready, honey,' Chuck laughed. 'Wanted you to be real hot for me.'

'I always have been,' Pat sighed.

Then he was pressing the enormous hard head of his cock against the juicy tight mouth of her cunt. Pat groaned with bliss as he went into her, stretching and filling her small box with his hugely thick meat. His fucking was everything she wanted, hard and deep and fast.

'Oh, God,' Pat wailed, 'Yes. Fuck me, Chuck, fuck meeee.'

This time she didn't have any trouble coming. She came again and again, till she thought she'd faint with pleasure. Chuck seemed tireless, pounding away like a pile driver, balling her till she had to beg him to stop. Only then did he groan hoarsely and shoot his hot load into her.

'Well,' he laughed, 'now do you think I'm good enough to marry?'

Pat sighed, 'You're so damned good, mister, that I'm not letting you out of my sight before we get the marriage license.'

'And when will that be?' Chuck said with a grin.

'How about tomorrow morning?' Pat said.

'Suits me,' Chuck said, pulling her into his army again.

Just then they heard strange noises from the next room – howling, moaning, wailing. They both leaped from the bed and ran out, throwing open Trish's bedroom door. Trish and Tom were just coming, humping frantically in each other's arms, and they didn't notice the older couple till theft delicious spasms had died down.

Then Trish said lamely, 'Uh, Mom and Chuck, this is my fiance, Tom Davis.'

Pat suddenly realized that they were ALL naked. She blushed and said, 'Oh, how do you do, Tom? This is MY fiance, Chuck Anderson.'

Tom laughed sheepishly and said, 'Great, now what do we do?'

Chuck had the last word. Grinning, he said, 'Well, now that we've all met, I suggest we get back to what we were doing.' He took Pat's hand and led her back to the other bedroom.

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