Claire was deep-throating me making an “AAAWWWK AWWWKK AWWWK AWWWKk” noise. I looked down at her eyes looking up at me. I moaned, “Jesus, Baby-Girl. Your mother can’t do that. Oh my gawwwddd. I never imagined it could feel that good.” I pushed my cock at her face and she took the knob into her throat. I put my hands behind her head and held her in place as I started gently fucking her face as she started the “AAAWWWKK AAWWWKKKK” noise again. She still stared up at me and then she smiled with my cock still imbedded in her face. I pulled my cock back to give her a chance to breathe. She took a few gulps of air and then pushed her head back on my cock again and I started fucking her face again.
Angela broke the spell when she said, “Michael. Are you there?” I was snapped back to reality. All I could manage was an “ah-huh.” She responded, “I can’t find the body-wash in here. Is it under the sinks?” I didn’t move. Actually, I couldn’t move. Claire pulled her mouth off my cock and slurped in a glob of saliva. She grabbed my cock with both hands and grinned up at me. She pushed her mouth on the head and started a double-fisted, counter-rotating hand-job. I watched as I leaned back against the opposite wall from Claire and rocked my hips in rhythm with Claire’s hand-job.
My head tipped back against the wall and said loudly, “Sorry Honey. I don’t see it. I’ll check the downstairs bathroom.” Claire popped her mouth off the head of my cock and grinned at me. I moved around ninety degrees and sat down on the toilet seat. Claire pushed herself up the wall and pulled down her thong panties. She didn’t know which way to go so she waited for me to guide her.
I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her around so she was between my knees facing away from me. I found her firm tits and erect nipples and caressed them as Claire groaned before sitting down. She bent forward to see my cock and she guided it to her pussy. I let her make the next move. She was breathing very raggedly when she made one final adjustment and then let herself drop down my shaft. The feeling was unbelievable. She was so tight. I didn’t know what her experience was but I didn’t care at that moment. As she was dropping, I was rocking my hips up into her and we met half-way. She groaned and shoved her hand to her mouth to stifle the sound.
Angela was singing again so she wasn’t hearing anything that was going on with us. I grabbed Claire’s hips and held her in place while I started firing my shaft up into her pussy. She groaned hard again and I shushed her.
Claire was moaning non-stop as she mumbled, “Oh my gawwddd. Fuck me Daddy.”
I was gasping for air and I mumbled, “Why now Claire? Why are we doing this now?”
Her gasping response was, “I’d never seen your cock before. I was rocked by how horny it made me. Oh gawwdd. Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me.”
I reached around to her pussy and discovered that she was totally hairless down there. As my cock was drilling her pussy, I strummed my finger tips over her clitoris and she let out a soft scream which she promptly squelched with her hand.