should be just the way it was right now. She loved the way this older man was handling her body, caressing it softly and lovingly, making her feel sexy by degrees, her temperature rising slowly but steadily. He was making her feel just the way she always dreamed a man could make her feel. He was good, really good!
Hank, totally unaware of the silent compliment being paid him by this lovely little nymph, buried his face in her box and inhaled. The dean fragrance of her female musk was glorious! He filled his lungs with her sweet cunt scent. He nuzzled her box gently, then pulled out and started to work. But then who could call such a pleasurable undertaking work?
Carol waited expectantly. At last she felt Hank's tongue sizzle up the inside of her left thigh. It thrilled her! He went over the same ground again. This time he used short strokes followed by a long one, using the flat of his wet tongue.
Hank always liked to work slowly, to start at the periphery and work his way slowly to the main object of his lust: lush pussy. He was a muff diver of the highest order. He knew how to build a girl's sexual desires from placid indifference to flaming passion. There were times when he thought he preferred cunt sucking to fucking. And there were times when he knew for sure that he did, and this was one of those times. After all, it wasn't often you got a hold of such a sweet, fresh little morsel as this. He turned his attention again to the inside of Carol's right thigh.
When he had done with the long strokes, he moved up closer to the blonde beauty's cunt and tickled the slender piece of muscle and tendon in the v-shaped valley between her cunt and her inner thigh. As he flicked the hard tip of his tongue over it, it filled Carol with a sensation she had never felt before. She wiggled with pleasure.
'Oh, you're so good!' she whispered in admiration. Hank moved over to the same muscle and tendon on the left side and repeated the little pleasuring. Turning his head a little sideways, he extended his wet caresses along to the outside of her soft labia.
Then he moved back and prepared for the main assault on her trembling cunt. Loading his tongue with saliva, Hank fucked it up her slit, full-length, from stem to stern.
'Ohhhhhhh,' Carol softly moaned, happily.
Hank smiled and went back to work over the territory again, driving his tongue deeper and deeper into the valley of her slit.
Carol shivered with ecstasy; she had never felt anything so marvelous. She loved the way he was massaging her private parts with his expert tongue.
But she wasn't the only one who was enjoying it. Hank reveled in the sweetness of her sugary musky scent. Her juices were beginning to flow a little. He could pick up just the hint of their sticky sweetness as the tip of his tongue passed over her open hole.
He wanted those juices to really flow, so that when it got time for him to tongue-fuck her, he could scoop out that thick, creamy goodness and savor it in his mouth like an epicurean delight. His tongue flicked up to the apex of her slit.
Deftly he massaged it back and forth with the tip of his tongue. Then he took a long broadside swipe at it with his fully flattened tongue.
Carol squealed in delight, and shook her ass. Hank placed his lips over the mini clit and sucked hard. Carol flexed her ass in response. Hank sucked the little triangle steadily, but gently. Slowly he coaxed it to bloom. As he sucked on it, he flicked the tip with his tongue until it grew hard and stood erect.
By now Carol thought she would go out of her mind. She had grabbed a hunk of grass, with each hand, and was rolling her head back and forth, moaning softly.
Hank stopped for a moment to watch her writhe in the grass. All hot and bothered by his tongue work, she was beginning to learn a new meaning for sex.
'Is it good, my child?' Hank whispered.
'Ohhhhh, ohhhh, it's good.' Carol replied, still writhing in the grass.
'Do you like what I am doing to you?' he queried politely.
'Yes, yes, I love it. I love it!' little Carol al most screamed.
'Has anyone ever sucked your pussy before?' sly Hank inquired of the innocent little girl.
'No, never,' she panted her reply.
Hank smiled and looked down at the tight childlike cunt before him. He gave it a lick with his tongue, much as one would lick the icing off of a piece of cake. Carol groaned at the unbelievably sexy sensation.
'Do you think anyone will ever eat your pussy as well as I?' he asked her coyly.
'Never!' she said passionately. 'No one could ever eat my pussy the way you are. You're the best! There could never be anyone to do it as well as you ever again. Ever…'
If she was going to say anything more, Hank never gave her the opportunity to do so. He began rimming the opening of her tight hole with the tip of his tongue, sending Carol into the arms of pleasure. She flexed her ass and started rolling her head back and forth in the grass again.
At that point, Hank was no longer concerned with the owner of this delicious desert. He was a man intent on mining cunt juice. He was hungry for it. He was thirsty for it. He had an absolute passion for the thick, creamy, slightly salty, sticky goo.
Quickly he reamed her hole. Then he formed his tongue into a long narrow scoop and went to work. In and out he thrust his tongue, his face shoved up to his nose in her snatch. Time and time again it dove in after the white honey.
Greedily Hank gulped down her thick, fresh cunt juice with a slurping that might have been heard for miles around. He sucked, munched, nibbled, and slurped until the poor girl was almost out of her gord with passion. She had never had a climax before, but she knew something was going to happen… something big.
Mining her honey with his tongue was becoming too slow an operation for Hank. He pulled back and rammed the first two fingers of his right hand into the virginal hole, reaming it out, reaping the harvest its delicate walls yielded so readily. He sucked the stuff from his fingers and dove them back in time and time again. He was totally unaware of the effect it was having on the poor little girl who was about to get her rocks off for the first time.
Hank was snapped out of his impassioned quest for cunt jam when the little thing began screaming out loud, 'I'm going crazy! You are driving me crazy! I think my head is going to spin off!'
Hank snapped to attention. This was it. His little, blond teen-aged beauty was going to come.
'Come into my mouth, sweet thing!' he called to her. 'Come into my mouth!' He put his mouth around her quivering hole and began tonguing her with the full length of his tongue, fast and sure. With his right hand he manipulated her clit.
Carol screamed, moaned and bucked like a baby bronco. She knew that if she didn't find release from this unbearable pleasure soon, she would go mad!
'I'm coming!' she screamed at the top of her lungs, digging her fingernails into the dirt. 'I'm coming!'
Hank pulled his tongue out then rammed it in so far and so hard it ached. Carol screamed and her whole body convulsed.
Hank had a mental orgasm as he felt the inner walls of her vagina quake with a series of muscular contractions around his artful tongue. It was heaven!
When little Carol's spasms began to subside, he sucked on the flexing hole, drawing every drop of honey out, until he had sucked her dry and the last little bit of her fragrant secretion had trickled down his jaded palate.
When it was over, Hank leaned back on his haunches with his eyes closed and asked softly, 'Wasn't that just fantastic; didn't you really like it?'
CHAPTER SIX
'Yeah, I loved it,' growled a deep masculine voice sarcastically. 'Now are you going to tell me what you want, Mac, or do I have to knock your ass out of the way so paying customers can get in here!'
Hank froze, then cautiously opened his eyes and found himself nose to nose with a surly, unshaven face that he quickly realized belonged to one of the food stand attendants.
'Did you hear me, Bud?' the unpleasant person said loudly and menacingly. 'Yes, yes…' Hank mumbled trying
