I spoke teasingly, “Baby doll, don’t you feel a little overdressed?”
Mollie climbed back to her knees before me. Mollie was wasting no time. Hell, the limp cock I’d had earlier was now just a memory! Glorious, sweet, feminine juices were mine to lick, to drink, and to enjoy. Thin, white-cotton panties stretched tightly over her shapely ass. I never had paid much attention to the technicalities of boob cup size. Now, the deep, penetrating shaft was cumming in her asshole and orgasms were taking my breath away! In self defense, my cock fought back by continuing to pound into the slippery-wet opening with powerful thrusts. Why, the young lady has just now had my cock in her mouth! Why, I love pussy more than any other feminine delight! I don’t think I’d be surprised to find the marks of my fingernails imbedded in the solid stone of the ledge rock under me.
