Fluffing pillows

Shar sits up and opens her eyes, looking a little dazed. She looks at my deflating cock and says, “Pledge Summers—no; on second thought, I’ll do this myself. Mr. Lane, sit on the edge of the bed.”

I sit up on the bed, and she kneels between my legs. She starts by licking and sucking my cock clean. “Mmmm,” she says, “pussy and spunk on a nice warm cock. My favorite.” Her words are surprisingly arousing, and under her ministrations, I start growing erect again almost immediately. She wraps her lips around my mushroom and begins licking and sucking it, letting it grow in her mouth. When it hits the back of her throat, she pulls off. “Pledge Summers is a most talented woman,” she says, “and well worthy of our sorority; but she can’t do this.” She grabs a big, heavy tit in each hand and wraps them around my cock. She spits on the head, works her spittle around a little with her titflesh, then starts pumping my shaft with her soft boobs.

She varies her speed, sometimes fast, sometimes slow; sometimes she stops moving up and down and rubs them against each other, with my rod in between. When the friction becomes a little too much, she bends her head and takes me deep into her mouth, sucking on my cock and washing it with her tongue. She pulls her head off, leaving my shaft glistening wet, then goes back to pumping me with her breasts. I groan at the sensation; she gives me a predatory smile and says, “You like my big womanly tits, baby? You like fucking them with your big, thick cock?” I moan, and she says, “I love your big, manly cock. I love it in my mouth, I love it between my tits . . . but now it’s my turn to love it in my pussy.” She smiles as I moan louder and says, “And I bet you really want to love it in my hot fucking pussy, too, don’t you?”