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.Go on and eat!That's what she's begging you to do.Eat, man!""Take those panties off!", Bert ordered, and Judy knew she had no alternative but to do as he ordered.Her hands slid down the sides of her body, and she tugged her panties down, pulling them off.She wassurprised at the gentleness of Bert Karnstein's hands brushing apart the softly curling hairs of her tendervagina, using his thumbs to spread the heatedly wet layers of inner flesh.He leaned forward at the sametime and without warning suddenly clamped his hungry mouth over the pink, pearl-shaped bud of herclitoris."AAAIIIYYYAAAGGHHH"Judy's entire body suddenly arched off the mattress, inwardly shattered with a searing blast of animaldesire she was unable to control It wasn't that Bert Karnstein was such a great lover as he supposed.Her body had been awakened to the true need for sex by Al Bombannente, and the two of them hadn'tgotten it on together since the previous Sunday morning.Here it was Wednesday night.Her body wasmore than starved for sex, it was in dire need of it.Again Bert began the tormented nibbling of her tender clitoris, while at the same time his hands wereanxiously massaging the flat of her tender white belly."OHHHH.HHHHUUUUNNNHBHH.PLEASE.PLEASE.PLEASE.MORE,MORE, MORE." she begged.But her cry was more than one of anguished helplessness.It was a plea that thrilled Bert Karnstein,making him think his was the greatest cuntlapping mouth in existence.His quivering tongue began snakinginto the depths of her heatedly wet, womanly tunnel, worming between the soft, almost-soluble innerwalls, slurping out the juices she was emitting, then licking along the wet furrow outside until he waslapping at her clitoris.One of his hands was shoved underneath her, rubbing the two rounded cheeks ofher bouncing butt; one of his fingers pressing against the puckered ring of her anus.The other hand wasclimbing back up to the damp slit of her widely stretched vagina, and on reaching it, he slid hisoutstretched middle finger easily into the warm shelter of her violently trembling vagina, pushing back thetight, fleshy walls that closed so heatedly around it."Christ, Miss Borgen, you have to have the tightest pussy I've ever fingered," Bert gasped, as if he werean expert on vaginas instead of having touched only one other one."Man, it's gonna be something topump into this hot cunt of yours."He tugged his finger momentarily from her wetly heated inner tunnel and spread even wider the raggedpink lips of her empty cunt.Then he pushed his face against it, his tongue sinking inside, licking hungrilyat her wetly perfumed vaginal slash, lapping at her oozing vaginal juices and swallowing everythingeagerly down, relishing the taste of her femininity.Judy opened her mouth, wanting to cry out against all this, but all that came from her throat was a soulfulwhine-a moan.She was writhing frenetically now, quivering at his agonizing touch, slamming the whole ofher lust-heated loins solidly against the small man's anxious face, inundating his mustache with her juices.Her body was empty even with his tongue licking away at her, and she was inwardly aching for more,aching to feel a penis driving inside her.It was the only thing that would answer the lustful torturingsensations raging hotly in depths of her writhing, naked belly.She needed to be fucked!Bert used his hands to grip her two ankles as he came up for air and settled back on his knees.With asingle twist he made Judy roll over on her belly, and then commanded, "Up on your knees, MissBorgen."Judy instantly obeyed.She would have done anything and everything possible to curb the frenzied needrippling incessantly in the depths of her wanton vagina.The alfalfa mattress was soft, so soft she almostfelt the floor through it as it gave with her weight.Still, she gripped the edges securely, bracing herself asshe rose to her elbow and knees, her naked white buttocks waving like a signal flag, semaphoring amessage of lust to the tiny man now on his knees behind her.Bert gripped the soft flesh of the lovely woman's rounded buttocks and dug his fingers into them, hoistingher up and turning her wetly glistening vagina up at an even more acute angle.Judy felt one hand slipaway from her vagina, and then realized he was spreading the soft, pliable lips of her cunt even fartherapart.Bert looked down at his slenderly throbbing little wand, poised as it was, a mere inch from the openingof Judy's pink-lipped pussy.Never once taking his eyes off his rigid staff, he watched with glee as therubbery head slowly but surely moved closer and closer to her teeming pussy, millimeter by millimeter.Her vaginal lips quivered in anticipation, waiting, aching, needing, yet hating the man for having done thisto her.The skinny little man with the mustache eased himself forward onto the tensed body of the young paroleofficer as she remained on her hands and knees
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