possible after all the games they had played already that day. Somehow, there was nothing like sticking his prick in a woman's mouth for a great thrill, he realized.
When he began probing the depths of her snatch with his tongue, Ann responded by moving her head back and forth so that his cock slid to the back of her throat, then almost out of her mouth,
then back. The sensitive underside of his cock-head traveled over the slightly rough surface of her tongue while the rest of his prick bathed in her hot saliva. His cock was so fat that Ann wasn't able to avoid scraping it with her teeth, but the little pain it caused Bill only added to his excitement.
With Ann giving him one of her expert blow-jobs, Bill was inspired to do a good job eating her. He lashed the interior of her twat with all the strength in his tongue, and he could tell by the way Ann was moving her hips that his lapping was having its effects. Moving his tongue from the cunt-tube, he began licking her clit. He searched for the bud among the folds of her inner cunt-lips, and when he found it, he fluttered the tip of his tongue over the hard kernel. As soon as he started to work on her cunt, he felt Ann bite down on his rod. It was difficult for her to keep up the cock-sucking while he was flung her with such wild lust with his tongue.
To add a little spice to his cunt-lapping, Bill put his fingers between the firm cheeks of her ass and sought out the ring of her shitter. It was a tight fit, but he managed to wiggle his finger into her ass. The dry walls of that chamber gripped his finger with amazing tightness. Except for being tighter and drier, her asshole was just as smooth and nice as her cunt.
Ann always believed in equality, so she pushed her own middle finger up Bill's bung and massaged the prostate gland buried there. The added stimulations of having their assholes reamed accelerated their passion, and they both began feeling the first stirrings of orgasm. As their climaxes began to take form, they ate each other with increasing vigor until Bill's tongue was flailing her cunt crazily and Ann's heart was charging back and forth wildly on his long shaft.
It was impossible to tell who came first; it was close. Bill's cream shot into Ann's mouth with undiminished pressure. She began swallowing the goo, but she couldn't keep up with the copious flow, and it dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. Being in the middle of coming herself didn't make it any easier for her to do a neat job of gobbling up all his jism. At one point, the intense pangs of pleasure that emanated from her clit made her cry out, and as she opened her mouth, a huge gob of cum sagged out and landed on Bill's balls.
When he stopped shooting, and she had licked his prick clean, she lifted the spilled jism from his balls with her talented tongue, and swallowed it, making a good job of the whole process.
Bill had a hard time keeping his tongue in her cunt with an orgasm raging in him, and with the wild squirming of Ann's hips, but he managed to fire her body with one of her famous orgasms. He was proud that he was able tp keep up with this veteran fucker who was so many years older than him, and bring her off just as he came himself.
Once again, the two of them rested after their exertion. Ann was getting close to satisfaction, and she offered to drive Bill home. After a good start, she was ready to go out and see what she could find to finish off the day with. They dressed and, as they walked to the car, Ann noticed that Bill seemed a little unsteady on his feet. Was she getting to the paint where even a strong, young kid like him wasn't able to keep up with her tremendous sexual need?
CHAPTER TWO
After Ann dropped off Bill, she felt like a ride on the freeway. She put the top of the Jag down, and roared up an entrance ramp. The streaming lanes of traffic excited her as she merged into it in the right lane, and then, as soon as she could, pulled out into the faster lanes until she was in the fastest line of flow. Her hair was flying out behind her and the bumps in the road, through the stiff suspension of the gutsy car, sent a rumble of excitement into her cunt.
She hadn't put on any panties and she pushed the mini-skin out from under her ass so that it was just covering her crotch. The leather seat felt great on the bare cheeks of her ass and thighs. She held the gearshift 'knob as if it were a hard prick and goosed the gas pedal every once in a while. Even the fastest lane wasn't moving like she wanted to, so she began swerving through the lanes every time she saw an opening. The long, low English auto wound through and around the other traffic like a snake and Ann had to keep her attention on the crowded road.
When she neared the city limits, the traffic thinned out a bit, and Ann was able to drive even faster. The needle on the speedometer was climbing towards the ninety-five mark, and still she wanted to go faster. She could have driven out into the desert, but it wasn't as much fun to drive out there. She needed other cars around to pass and pull away from, so she took a ramp that would put her on a branch of the freeway that would take her along the edge of the city. There would be plenty of traffic to play with there.
As Hand came to a long stretch of straight, open road, she dropped her right hand between her thighs. Her fingers moved lightly over the smoothness of her soft, supple skin. It didn't take long for her to get wet as the lust gathered in her twat. With her left hand on the wheel, she guided the car from lane to lane as she zoomed through the traffic flow. Her right hand was creeping slowly towards her cunt, where there was a different sort of flow. The juice that accompanied the lust she felt, was flowing from her cunt and soaking into the leather of the seat. When her fingers finally reached the source of that slippery liquid, her pussy hair was a sopping mess.
Her fingers entered the slit and she slid them back and forth. From her cut to the rear corner of the horizontal smile, she rubbed the tender flesh inside her, Her lust mixed with the speed of the car, and the blend was intoxicating. Poking her middle finger into the mouth to her snatch made her head float with a mellow pleasure that always preceded getting really turned on. She stroked and drove, oblivious to everything but the traffic and her cunt.
Suddenly, her eye was caught by a form looming up in her rear-view mirror. A huge truck was following her only a few feet from her rear bumper. Looking closely in the mirror, she could see the driver, and she couldn't help noticing that he was grinning from ear to ear. It became clear to her slightly muddled brain that he had seen her jerking. off from his high cab, and now he was having a little sport. Hand was as fun-loving as anyone, and she was willing to play with this trucker.
She Jet him pull alongside of her on her right so he could get another good view. She didn't slow down the would have to keep up if he wanted to play with a fast chick like her. When the cab of the truck was even with her car, she looked up at the driver. He was glaring down at her and he stuck out his tongue in a curling motion that meant he wanted to eat her pussy. Hand merely continued rubbing herself and looked up at him from time to time with a passionate expression on her face. 'Hey pull over, baby!' the trucker yelled.
'I'd rather do myself!' she hollered back.
Pressing the accelerator down until the jag picked up five miles per, Hand began to pull away from the truck. She was doing a cool ninety-five when she noticed the truck catching up with her. She let him come alongside again, but she could tell that his diesel was straining. Looking up at him, she could see that he had an expression of lust on his face, too. Only one hand could be seen on his steering wheel where before there were two, and the truck was wandering around from side to side in the lane.
She knew what he was doing, and he knew she knew. They were both driving down the highway, jerking off! Hand had her head back against the headrest and her skirt had ridden up around her waist, giving the trucker a good view of her beaver. He could see that her fingers were shoved way up her pussy. Hand heard her voice above the pun of her engine and the roar of the laboring diesel beside her, as moans of lust escaped from her lips. Her orgasm was only seconds away as she rubbed her clit harder and shoved her finger farther up her cave. With eyelids at half-mast, she looked up at the guy in the truck again. He was wearing an expression of advanced passion and Hand could imagine his hand full of hard cock.
The truck began swerving crazily. The truckerwas obviously coming, and so was she. It took all her self- control to keep the car under control as her brain exploded with ecstasy. She had to fight herself to keep her eyes closed. When the truck and her car once again were traveling in a straight line, and when she felt her jack-off partner's eyes on her again, she pulled her fingers from her pussy, and slowly lifted them to her mouth. Taking the funky fingers inside, she sucked the tasty juice from them. While she still had her fingers in her mouth, she looked at her new friend. His eyes were like saucers. Suddenly, Hand pressed her foot to the floor and the Jag took off,
