tastes… and needs.'

His own hands were busy with the buttons of her pink blouse. Quickly he managed to slip them from their buttonholes. Like her younger sister, this redhead didn't wear a bra. And like her blonde sister, her tits were big and quite willing for a man's hands to caress them, as well as a man's mouth.

While she worked his jeans and briefs down, that's exactly what he did. Her moans told him that the fingers that kneaded into the almost flaccid flesh of her breasts, and the lips that sucked her sleeping nipples into hard mushrooms of excited flesh, were more than deeply appreciated.

Kicking away his sandals, he stepped from his pants and toed them away. The girl's long, cool fingers lovingly stroked at the burgeoning spike of his cock, while he quickly peeled away his shirt, then wiggled her shorts down the supple curves of her legs. Briefly he examined the red moss of pubic hairs that covered her cunt. The plump mound of her sex protruded more than her sister's, having a much more mature roundness to it.

When he rose, she pressed to him again. The warmth of her nakedness was wonderful. She snuggled against him, reveling in his feel as much as he was in hers. His cock, rigid and pulsing, throbbed against the sleek smoothness of her belly. A glistening trail of preseminal juices was left on that flawless skin as his excitement oozed from the head of his prick.

His mouth possessed hers again. His tongue thrusted forward, tickling toward the depths of her throat. She wiggled closer as if she were trying to climb atop him as they stood there. The furry rise of her cunt rolled against his spike of manhood in the most delightful fashion. Her bank like tits mashed into his chest like silk-covered cushions topped by insistent, rubbery buttons of hardened desire.

His arms caressed over the satiny flesh of her back, setting off waves of aroused gooseflesh. He touched the slightly pancaked bulges of her tits and a piteous little moan whimpered up from her throat. The scene they had watched between her stepfather and his mother had gotten to her as much as it had him. She was hot and ready and willing. This beautiful young redhead wanted him. This girl he had met only casually on a few occasions before this night now stood here naked and aroused, her body aching for his cock.

It was a fantastic feeling, just letting his hands rove over her, knowing that for this moment she was his, knowing that he controlled her, commanded her. As she had so pointedly said just a few moments ago, there was no love in their actions, only lust. A lust he definitely intended to sate.

His fingers slid around the resilient circumferences of her breasts as he eased back from her a bit. The summery heat of those two fleshy melons suffused his fingertips, as her tongue darted into his mouth cajoling around his own oral digit.

Gently at first, he squeezed into the marshmallowy balls of her breasts, delighting in the quickening of her breath and the excited quivers that shot through her body. She moaned another of her whimpery little cries as his hands clamped down with a demanding firmness. Then his palms circled those two tempting mounds, as if soothing away any pain he had caused. In a spiraling motion, his hands worked their way up the curving slopes of her tits.

When he at last topped the marvelous rises of her breasts, his hands hovered over the reddish-brown mushrooms of her nipples, so that the plump buds of flesh brushed against his hands ever so lightly as she breathed. Again her breathing increased in deep labored heaves of arousal.

He was teasing her. She knew that. But it was the type of taunting she could endure all night. That was if those supersensitive globes of her bosoms could, but they couldn't. Already they felt swelled and hot with the sensations he was working within her body. Each of those fiery waves of sexual heat were racing toward her loins feeding the throbbing need that pulsed there.

The boy standing before her was completely unaware of the hypersensitivity of those shimmering melons of flesh. However, he was totally aware of the growing arousal of the red-haired beauty. That was enough for him to continue his almost idle teasing of her breasts.

Using the tips of his forefingers, he traced little circles over the dark haloes surrounding the fat buttons of her nipples. Her mouth jerked away from his and she groaned, her whole body trembling with the delicious thrills of lust. Using two fingers, he scissored around her nipples and squeezed. Her body quaked and shuddered in sheer ecstasy.

Her reactions fascinated him. Kari loved his hands and mouth on her breasts. She moaned and quivered with unveiled delight whenever he busied those lovely pink globes. But her response to his manipulations were nothing compared to her older sister's. This sexy bundle of woman flesh acted as if she were on the very edge of climax.

Unwilling to relinquish his hold on those two swollen mounds until he had explored the full depths of their sensuality, he tilted his head forward and sucked up a mouthful of succulent tit flesh. Where his fingers had taunted moments ago, his tongue-tip circled and tickled.

The girl standing before him quaked with violent tremors of need. Her hands gripped at his shoulders for support. Her fingernails dug small crescents into his flesh. She groaned now, abandoning herself to the delicious sweetness of his mouth.

His tongue licked in flicking little lashes, whipping at the stiff bud of her nipples. Around and around he swirled and laved, creating a hot sexual friction that set her breasts afire. His teeth nibbled hungrily at her flesh. Each light bite sent shivers of deep-seated passion quaking through her body.

Simultaneously, his hands kneaded her tits. No longer attempting to be gentle, he roughly dug into the fleshy balls, squeezing them with almost brutal force. He tugged at those voluptuous mounds, dragging them down her chest and releasing them so that they juggled back into their original roundness. He mashed them as if trying to squeeze the lovely knolls flat against her. It was an impossible task, but he didn't mind. It was damn enjoyable trying.

'Close!' the redhead groaned out the full extent of her arousal. 'Close, soooo close!'

Close? To coming? He was bewildered. Was it possible for a chick to come with a man playing with her breasts? He wasn't sure, but he intended to find out.

Increasing the vigor of his manipulations, he sucked and chewed at her tits. His hands squeezed and kneaded the pliant mounds of her breasts. He worked double time to send her toward the oblivion of orgasm.

'Good!' she cried out the nearness of release. 'So damn good!'

Every cell in her body trembled now. Quake after quake of passion blasted through her loins as the sensations within her overloaded and she came.

His hands barely caught her as her knees turned to water and she tumbled toward the floor. Lowering herself carefully, the girl rested on her hands and knees, shuddering under the full pleasure he had ignited within her. Her groans and moans echoed through the darkened bedroom. The light filtering through the opened window glowed over her like a frosty halo.

His own needs now boiled like a raging volcano within his balls. Partially hidden by the jutting contours of her fleshy rump, he could see the furry mound of her cunt peeking out at him. It was a pose that reminded him of the girl's younger sister earlier that day. There was no way he could resist servicing that slitted mound in the same manner.

Dropping to his knees, he edged directly behind her upturned asscheeks. Clamping a hand around the inverted knoll of her pubis, he shot a finger up into the mouth of her cunt.

'God!' the red-haired young woman suddenly found her voice. 'It feels good! Fuck me! Fuck me!'

That was exactly what he had in mind. There was no need for a finger fucking to get her ready for him. Her cunt was flooded with an ocean of juices just waiting to bathe the thick pole of his cock.

Gripping his prick with his other hand, he jerked his finger from her quim. Then he pushed forward, impaling her body on the lance of his sex. Deep he thrusted, filling the heated hole of her pussy with the inflexible length of his cock.

'Big!' she whimpered in a desire-laden voice. 'Big and hard!'

That was just the way he felt. The unexpected delight of having this beautiful red-haired woman had him swollen like a bone-hard column of rock. And the tightness of this girl was unbelievable. If anything she was twice as tight as her blonde sister. Her pussy gripped at him like a third hand.

He eased back, drawing his fat plunger from the socket of her vagina. She squeezed down around him. The pink folds of her cunt walls clung to his circumference, flowering out as he slithered from her body. Then as he reversed his motion and pushed in, they folded in on themselves.

She was strained. As impossible as it seemed, Kari's young lover was endowed with a cock that was bigger

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