The force of the stream was coming from a little opening ahead of his thumb! It was gushing out and spattering his face. He felt the warm piss on his eyes, his nose, his cheeks. It stunned him for only a couple of seconds until a most pleasant feeling embraced him. He pulled his thumb from the hole and pulled Joyce's hips down until his mouth covered the meatus from which the urine was pouring. He drank the warm piss with more gusto than he ever drank a glass of beer!
'Oh, that's wild, pops!' Joyce said. 'You're eating my piss!'
Joyce kept her cunt over Eno's mouth until the last drop of urine tickled down Eno's happy throat. Then she moved it back and forth so Eno's nose was in the little slit. 'Did you like it, pops?' she asked as she raised her little behind.
Eno was hot. His Yam was almost ready to spray its own juice into his shorts. 'Yam's ready now, missy,' he said. 'Can't wait to get Yam into your cunt!'
Joyce stood up. 'Lie still!' she said. She turned so she was facing Eno's feet. Kneeling down she unzipped the fly on his slacks and felt around inside for the cock that was there, straining for its freedom. She pulled Yam out and held onto him. 'It's a terrific prick for an old man to have, pops-long but not thick.'
Joyce ran her hand up and down the slender shaft. 'I don't think my poor little hole will take it, pops.' She squeezed the head.
'Damn it, missy!' Eno objected. 'I'm fifty years old and if you don't stop jerking Yam off I wont be able to shove him up your hole!'
'What a shame that would be, pops. My poor little hole has never had a long cock in it!' Joyce stood up and Eno pushed himself from the carpet.
'Wait!' Joyce said.
'Wait hell! I want to fuck you-now!'
'Do what I say; put your head down.'
Eno lay back. 'What foolishness you thinking now?' he asked.
'I'm going to sit on you, pops. I'm going to make your prick enter my pretty slit. Maybe I can take it all, and maybe I can't. We'll see.'
Eno relaxed. 'Good girl!' he said. 'I ain't never had a straddle fuck before.' He pulled the piss-soaked towels from under his head.
'I've sat on a few cocks,' Joyce admitted, 'but never on one as long as yours.'
Eno watched in fascination as Joyce moved so her feet were by his right hip. She faced him and stepped so she was astride his body. 'Hold your cock steady, pops,*' she said, 'so I can steer my pretty slit over the big thing.'
Eno circled Yam with his hand and held the cock so it was straight up, pointing at the little cunt that would descend upon it.
Joyce squatted, moving so the hole of her cunt was matched to the head of the prick. She reached under her to part the thin lips of her slit. With slow, slow movement she engaged the head of the prick with the entrance to her youthful vagina. Now with a steady pressure she forced the head into her cunt.
'Oh, man,' she said joyfully. 'Your cock will kill me, pops!'
'Down, missy, down! Get down before Yam blows his stack!' Eno clasped his hands behind his head and raised it so he could watch the cute little twat eat up his turgid Yam.
Joyce eased herself down and Yam went straight up her cunt until he was more than halfway in.
'My God, pops,' she yelled, 'that thing is breaking my cunt!'
'Easy, girl,' Eno warned. 'Don't want anyone to hear you or I'll be up shit creek!'
'Oh, man,' Joyce said softly. 'This cock is something else!' She pushed down so the entire shaft of Eno's prick was deep in her hole. She held herself motionless, enjoying the long-size prick to its fullest length. 'Man-I took it all!' she said gloatingly. And then proudly added, 'Ain't my cunt something, pops?'
'You sure you ain't an old whore in disguise?' Eno laughed.
'With a little slit like mine?'
'Fuck, girl, fuck!' Eno said. 'I'm going to shoot my load so it comes right out your mouth!'
'Pops-you have to eat me now or when you shoot your load.'
'Christ, girl, wiggle your ass!' Eno said. 'Eat me now or later!' Joyce said. 'Later-fuck now!' Eno cried as the urge to feel the highest pleasure hit him.
Joyce at last moved her hips slowly: up-down-up-down-up-down and then in short circular movements. 'Oh, pops,' she exclaimed excitedly, 'this is going to be the very best fuck I've ever had!'
Eno moaned loudly. His large bag of balls was getting ready to send his semen up the vesicles to Yam's head.
Up, down, and around, and the load shot up into Joyce's vaginal passage. 'Yam, baby!' Eno shouted as the contractions moved his cock deep in the heart of cuntland.
'Man oh man!' Joyce cried. 'That hot juice is sending me!' She wiggled her ass and pumped up and down only seconds more before the thrill of her own orgasm sent her in spasms onto Eno's chest.
Five minutes later she raised herself up on her hands and looked at the still heavily breathing Eno. 'You ready to eat me, pops?' she asked. Eno, now all spent with a flaccid Yam emerging from the hairless cunt, said, 'Can't we wait a bit, missy?'
'You want trouble, pops?'
'Course not, missy, but I'm tired now. Shot my load and need resting.'
Joyce stood up. 'Come on, pops. You can lick your come outa my cunt.' She walked to the bed, sat down and raised her parted legs. Eno's come was oozing from her hole.
With reluctance Eno got to his knees and moved to the bed where the little angel sat. He had no desire for the hairless cunt now. 'Can't I wipe it off?' he asked.
'And spoil my fun, pops?' the girl said. 'Eat me and eat come at the same time.'
Eno bent forward to do his job.
'Tell my cunt you love it,' the girl ordered.
'I love you,' Eno said halfheartedly.
'Now kiss it like you do love it,' Joyce said.
Eno went to work and was soon taken up with the taste of his own come, hot flesh, and the girl's own moisture.
'I can have an orgasm one, two, three times, pops; one after the other when an old man eats me out.'
Eno grunted-and licked. 'I feel it all over-my nipples get hard-so lick, pops, lick!'
Eno licked and it didn't take long to make Joyce bubble over with the joy of sexual sensations. The orgasms hit her like she said-one, two, three-as Eno went feverishly to work on the hairless slit.
Joyce threw her legs straight out as spasms went through her thighs, legs, and feet. Her whole body seemed to convulse as the paroxysms continued to possess her as Eno sipped at the fountain of love.
Suddenly Eno stopped licking the slit and stood up. Quickly he dropped his slacks and shorts and covered the teeny-bopper's raging body as he sent Yam up the moist hole. He slapped it in and pulled it out as fast as he could move his ass.
'Oh, joy!' the girl said. 'Oh, joy!' She placed her arms around Eno's back and clasped her legs over his waist as her spasms of pleasure reached a sexual peak. 'No more, pops,' she begged. 'No more!'
Eno was deaf. He rammed Yam in and out until the long cock sent another load of semen into the perky hole, flooding it.
'Yam, baby!' Eno shouted and collapsed on the little body under him.
Both the fuckers were now tightly spent and neither moved for a good five minutes of time. At last the girl said, 'Get off me, pops. I gotta wash and get on home.'
Eno rolled off the girl. 'Yam was real good today, missy. Never thought he was slick enough to do it twice-like he did.'
'Don't fool yourself, pop. It was my cunt made him do it,'
'You betcha, missy,' Eno said. 'When you coming again?'
'Cost you more next time, pops.' The girl gathered her shorts and sneakers and left for the bathroom. When she returned she was dressed and ready to leave.
'What more?' Eno asked. The girl laughed her pleasant silky laugh. 'Seventy-five the next time, pops.'
