delicious tingles racing up and down the length of his sensitive shaft.
When the man had finally reached full penetration, they lay perfectly still as he luxuriated in the feel of her juicy little slit squeezing soft and hot against his throbbing rod. After several motionless moments, he began slowly drilling his hard shaft in and out of her hot, slippery pussy.
Little Robin was soon writhing in ecstasy as his bone-hard cock slithered in and out against the moist slippery walls of her grasping fuck-hole. The thick ridge of his bloated cockhead was causing a delicious friction as it rubbed briskly through the hot inner flesh that was sucking and squeezing on his thrusting shaft.
'Oh, God!' she whispered, listening to the erotic slurping sound of his tool pumping in and out of her slippery slit. She could feel her cunt juices oozing out from between her cock-squeezing cuntlips and dripping down over her ass where his big hairy balls were slapping against her wet flesh.
Even though she was only doing it for money, Robin felt as if she were floating suspended under this naked male body that was filling her loins with such intense joy.
'Oh, Christ, Mr. Jackson!' she squealed when he began speeding the tempo of his thrusts. 'That's it, honey! Give it to me good!'
It had been years and years since the man had fucked into a lovely young body, and never anyone as luscious as this cute little nymphet. The pure joy of it was making him rise to the occasion, and he was suddenly fucking with the gusto of a young stud.
'Oh, baby!' she whimpered, clutching him tightly. 'That's it, you sweet fucker! God, can you fuck… fuck… FUCK!'
The horny youngster was screaming hysterically as the older, puffing man slammed his cock in and out with an unbelievable vigor.
Rapidly approaching an ejaculation, the man was losing all control of his movements. Muscular spasms had taken over and were frantically thrusting his jerking prick in and out with short frantic strokes into her deliciously scalding cuntal sheath.
'That's it, baby! That's it!' she squealed as his jerking dong pounded in and out. His iron-hard cock was ripping and tearing into her cunt with ruthless abandon.
'Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus!' she suddenly shrieked. 'I'm coming, baby, coming!'
Feeling the man's hot cum gushing into her twat, triggered the girl into a wild orgasm that lasted and lasted.
'Oh, God,' he sighed a few minutes later as he held the girl in his arms, wondering how he'd be able to steal money from his old lady. 'That was wonderful, Robin, just wonderful.'
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Brent returned front another fruitless day of job hunting that evening, Robin couldn't wait to show her brother the twenty-two bucks and tell him how she earned it.
'My, God!' he sighed. 'You don't have to do things like that. I'll get a job soon.'
'Don't be silly, honey,' she giggled. 'It was sorta fun. You know how much I like to fuck.'
'I know,' he muttered. 'But it's my job to take care of you.'
'Are you mad at me?' she asked.
'Of course not, Sis,' he grinned. 'But I don't want you to be doing that any more.'
'Oh, Brent,' she begged. 'I'll only do it until you get a job, and besides, I think it's fun.'
After dinner that evening, Brent was quietly thinking while his sister washed the dishes. He hadn't realized how hard it was to get a job without any previous experience or references. Sitting there worrying, he suddenly remembered about the name and address that Brenda had given him. He hadn't paid much attention when Brenda told him to call this Arline Mason if he ever needed a quick hundred bucks.
Searching through his wallet until he found the woman's phone number, he walked down to the pay phone in the hall and dialed her number.
'Hello,' said a soft sultry voice on the other end of the line.
'Is this Mrs. Mason?' he stammered.
'Yes.'
'Well, you don't know me,' he nervously continued. 'But Brenda Lasser suggested that I call you if I were ever in town.'
'Are you Brent?' she asked in an excited voice.
'Yes,' he gulped. 'But how did you know?'
'I just got a letter from Brenda, and she told me all about you,' she giggled. 'And I mean all about you.'
'That's n-nice,' he stammered, not knowing what else to say.
'She said nice things about you,' the sultry voice continued. 'She says your cock is worth a hundred dollars, and if it's as big as she described it, I'm ready to pay.'
'Will you really?' he gasped, unable to believe his good fortune.
'I'll have to check your plumbing out first,' she whispered with a naughty lilt to her voice. 'And if it's as nice and big as Brenda says it is, you've got a deal.'
'When would you like to see me?' he asked. 'Just thinking about it turns me on,' she giggled. 'What's the matter with right now?'
'Nothing, I g-guess,' stammered Brent. 'Where do you live?'
When she gave him an address in the exclusive Nob Hill area, he realized it was only a short cable car ride up the hill from where he was living.
'Okay,' he said excitedly, 'I'll see you in a few minutes.'
Returning to his apartment, Brent told his little sister all about his conversation with the woman.
'Leapin' Jesus,' she giggled, 'I've been suckin' and fuckin' a hundred-dollar cock and didn't even know it.'
When he rang the bell at the sumptuous Nob Hill apartment, it was opened by a handsome man in his middle forties.
'Excuse me!' gulped the shocked boy. 'I'm looking for a Mr. Mason.'
'Are you Brent?' the man asked.
'Yes.'
'Please come in,' he beamed, extending his hand. 'I'm Duane Mason, Arline's husband. We were expecting you.'
Completely bewildered by what was happening, Brent followed him into the lavishly furnished apartment. He was completely stunned when he saw Arline Mason standing in the middle of the room. She was a beautiful full- figured woman with long dark hair, wearing nothing but a sheer black negligee that blatantly exposed her big nipples and the dark triangle of pubic hair through the thin material. She was about, thirty years old with big lavender eyes that glowed passionately from beneath her long black lashes.
'Hello, Brent,' she whispered when Duane introduced them, her full red lips smiling generously, displaying a row of dazzling white teeth. 'I'm so glad you were able to come right over. I'm really hot to fuck this evening.'
Brent was too stunned to even move. He couldn't believe this beautiful woman could be like that right in front of her own husband.
'Well,' she smiled as a nervous silence fell over the group. 'Shall we go in the bedroom and get better acquainted.'
Brent glanced nervously at the woman's husband, completely confused by what was going on in the apartment.
'Come on, honey,' she urged, taking Brent's hand as she turned to her husband. 'Excuse us, darling. We'll call you when we're ready.'
'What's th-this all a-about?' stuttered Brent when he was alone with the woman in her bedroom.
'You don't mind fucking in front of him, do you?' she whispered.
