'Come in,' she called.

Her eagerness turned to embarrassment as she saw a redheaded man enter. Blushing, she covered her tits and cunt with her hands, too stunned to speak. The intruder ogled her nakedness, his bright eyes, as dark and piercing as Alan's, covering every inch of her.

'Guess you weren't expecting me,' he said quietly. 'I'm Lloyd. Alan said he told you about me, and Perry. But be sure as hell didn't tell me enough about you. Damn, baby, are you one pretty girl!'

Some of her lust was returning, due in large part to the man's sexy good looks. Her pussy still needed attention, and didn't care how it got it. If she worked things right, maybe Lloyd would help her out.

'Do you really think I'm pretty?' she asked.

'I know so,' he replied. 'I brought your dinner. Nothing fancy. Shit, compared to you, the meal looks like slop.'

Slowly, she began to uncover her tits and pussy, and he wasn't missing one movement. His eyes glowed like smoldering coals when she stood totally exposed before him. Knowing he wasn't going to turn her down, she took a towel from the rack and dried off to get ready for him.

'Will it keep?' she questioned softly. 'For, say, half an hour, at least?'

'At least,' Lloyd agreed huskily.

He was at her in two strides, yanking the towel away. Tossing it down, he grinned.

'Wet or dry, it doesn't matter to me,' he informed her. 'Just tell me where you want it.'

Seeking out his cock, she gazed up into his eyes. The size and heat of his turgid prick caused her to gasp.

'Take me to bed,' she pleaded. 'Ohhh, you're big. Just like…'

She caught herself in time, but Lloyd began to chuckle. While she stood frozen, the man began tweaking her nipples with his strong fingers.

'Just like, Alan?' he asked. 'Don't worry. I figured he'd fucked you. I can usually tell when he's gotten a hot bitch. Are you, honey? A hot bitch?'

He drew her against him and she couldn't help rubbing her pussy on his straining cock.

'Why don't you take me to bed and find out?' she challenged. 'And do you like for a girl to ask you to fuck her, the way your cousin does?'

'Babe, any man would like to be asked,' he answered, grinning. 'So ask.'

'Would you fuck me, Lloyd?' she pleaded sexily. 'Would you like to put your cock in my cunt and fuck me?'

'I'll fuck you, honey,' he growled. 'I'll have your pussy smoking, it'll be so hot!'

He bent and picked her up in his arms, then carried her to the bed. After he put her down, he stood up and swept his eyes over her.

'Let me see your pussy, babe,' he said. 'Spread your legs and let me look at what you've got for me.'

Slowly, taunting him, she moved her legs apart, reaching at first to conceal then reveal her pink cuntlips to his eager gaze. With her fingers, she pulled her outer pussylips back, so that he could see how wet her cunt was. She began to tickle her clit for his benefit. And hers.

He almost tore his clothes off, keeping his eyes on her moving fingers. He was so impatient, he was breathing hard.

As he got on the bed and crouched between her legs, he ducked his head and began licking her sweltering cunt. Gasping in shock, the girl pushed at his head.

'What are you doing?' she cried. 'You can't do that!'

Lloyd wouldn't listen to her objections, and she was beginning to be glad he wouldn't. His tongue was slithering all over her cunt, doing things to her slimy slit that couldn't be compared to anything else she had ever experienced.

What the redhead was doing had her whole body vibrating, bringing her toward orgasm with the speed of a jet.

She clutched at the man's curly hair, beyond caring what he was doing to her. It felt good, wonderful, and he was soon going to bring her off. As he poked at her clit with the tip of his tongue, she began fucking up at his face.

He tongue-fucked her cunthole, making her all the more ready to cum. Her asscheeks were undulating wildly, signaling her need. When he took her clit between his lips, it was all she needed to make her cum, and she voiced her pleasure, her cry rattling the windows.

Lurching, thrusting her hips up and down in rapture, Cynthia made sounds of ecstasy. It was a shattering climax, only lacking a hard cock up her pussy to make it complete. As her orgasm began to fade, she knew she had to have him fuck her to a cum, that she had to have his prick ramming her cunt.

'Fuck me!' she panted. 'Please, Lloyd! I need your cock!'

He climbed up and shoved his ready cock into her fuckhole. Lustfully, she arched her back, seeking even deeper penetration. His cock was just as filling as Alan's had been, just as pleasing to her greedy pussy. Feeling that stiff cock inside her was thrilling, and she writhed beneath the man as he kept pile driving his prick into her twisting body.

'I love it!' she exclaimed, groaning. 'I love getting fucked by your prick! Do it more! Fuck me harder!'

Smiling, he gave her what she wanted. Plunging deeper. Faster. Bruising her with his cockmeat. Clinging to his shoulders, she took the savage screwing, and tried to fuck him back just as wildly. His cock was scorching her, adding to the heat in her cunt. She felt herself steaming, beginning to sweat, even though the room was almost cool. She was crazed by the man's prick, lost in a hazy lust-filled void that only a scintillating cum could satisfy.

It wouldn't be long now. Not with that ramrod tearing into her cunt. She wasn't breathing, she was gasping, fighting to climax, and not caring about anything else. The only thing that mattered was cuming, getting off, and she had to do it or go completely mad.

Her screech was cut off by Lloyd's mouth, his tongue writhing against hers as he kept fucking her spasming cunt. Too lost in her orgasm to notice the taste of her pussy on his mouth, she returned the kiss, savoring the explosion careening through her.

Once she settled down and became aware of what was happening, she began to squeal. Struggling with the strong man, she tried to free her mouth from his. The flavor of her juice was pungent, heady, and something about it bothered her. She wanted to escape from the awful kiss before it was too late.

But Lloyd held her prisoner with his lips and arms. His cock lunged to the balls up her pussyhole, he lay quietly on top of her and kissed her at his leisure. Cynthia had never felt so humiliated, so vulnerable. The man was using her in a vile fashion, and she didn't appreciate it.

Slowly, he began moving his cockmeat. In a little. Out a little. Back and forth, creating an irritating friction that was both pleasing and exciting. The girl was being made to turn on again, being forced in the best way possible to want that cock inside her. And to want to be kissed, no matter what was on her lover's mouth.

Moaning deeply, she surrendered herself to the man. He had her where he wanted her, and was enjoying his victory. Growling, snarling like an animal, Lloyd possessed her inflamed body. His tongue slithered in her mouth, probing almost to her tonsils. His hands were working on her tits, cawing them to throb. And his prick. God, his prick! Filling her cunt again and again. Ramming. Pounding. Relentless in its attack.

Her pussy was dripping. She could feel the juice on her asscheeks and his balls. Slurping noises punctuated each stab of his beautiful cock. She was hot. Turned on. Fucking-assed ready and willing to be screwed.

Lloyd doubled his efforts, slamming his cockmeat so savagely into her cunthole that she grunted each time his balls slapped her ass. He was rapidly pushing her toward yet another orgasm, sending her closer and closer to the gloriously dreaded chasm. She wanted to wait, to hold back. Not yet. Please, not yet. She needed to keep feeling that build-up of pressure, that pounding that was more fierce than her heartbeat.

But the man's sturdy cock was persuasive, giving her cunt a chance to calm down. It kept coaxing her onward, nearer, feeding the lust that threatened to consume her. She wanted to be consumed. Damnit, she wanted to cum.

Cynthia began fucking more wildly, her pussy snapping at the prick impaling it. If she was going to cum, then she would make certain that it was one hell of a cum. Nothing held back. No limits or boundaries to hold her in. She would cum as she never had before.

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