Give it up to him, but make it quick

"Alright," you relent, "but it has to be quick. Ernie is waiting for me."

"Ah, I understand," Vito grunts as he stands up.

You lift the summer dress up over your head and pull it off. Vito is staring at your bare breasts when the dress clears your face.

"Might I...?" He wiggles his fat fingers at you and licks his lips.

"If it gets you turned on, but do it quick," you warn.

The rotund man waddles over and wraps his arms around your bare torso. He buries his face in your big tits and you wince as you feel his oiled moustache tickling your soft flesh. His tongue drags up and down and between your cleavage, warm and wet, and his lips close around your stiff nipples. He sucks your soft flesh into his mouth and slurps on your breasts. It's a bit gross, but it doesn't feel unpleasant.

As he's suckling at your nipples you wriggle out of your cotton panties. His fingers find your slit and he begins to stroke up and down your bare cunny. His thumb teases your clit. When he moves to drop to his knees you push him back.

"No time, big boy," you warn. "Get out of those pants and lets do it."

"Ah, yes, okay," he nods and grunts as he unfastens his belt and lets his huge pants drop around his ankles.

Mr. Calagari drops his striped boxer shorts as well. His prick is bigger than you expected, but smaller than most you've encountered. His huge belly threatens to swallow up its fat four-inches, but at least he seems to trim his black pubic hair.

"How do you want me?" you ask, playing with your tits to keep him turned on.

After some maneuvers that you would just as soon forget, Mr. Calagari flings aside the items on his desk and lifts you up onto the cool wood. You lay back and he positions his prick at the entrance of your pussy. You're plenty moist down there from all the fun you've been having today and Vito's fat cock slides easily into your tight teenage snatch.

"Oh, my goodness," he cries. "It's like a first time."

You giggle and rest your hands on his belly. You can't even see him entering you, but you can feel all four thick inches of his dick slide inside you.

"Yeah," you moan, "give it to me."

Once he gets going, it's better than you expected. You slide forward a bit so your ass hangs over the edge of his desk. He takes hold of your hips, engulfs your pubis beneath the weight of his gut, and then pumps his prick in and out of your tight twat. Sweat quickly springs from his face and even drips on your bare stomach. His balls slap against your ass cheeks.

"You're pretty good," you moan, getting into it. "Give me that Italian sausage."

You grab your tits and squeeze your jiggling jugs. You pluck and tug at your hard nipples.

"Young lady," Vito grunts. "I'm gonna do the cum."

"Well, go ahead and-"

"AHHHH!" Vito's face reddens and he pounds furiously into your cunt.

You feel him explode inside you, blasting out an enormous load of hot cum into your womb. It drools out of your pussy lips and drips on the carpet of Vito's office. He cries almost like a girl as he squirts the last of it into your warm pussy.

He pulls out and gives you a handkerchief to clean up. Once you have finished dressing you give him a final friendly kiss on the cheek and depart. Mr. Wood is waiting at the table.

"You ready?" He asks. "I just have to pay the-"

You give him a kiss on the lips and look him in the eye.

"Let's go," you say. "I took care of it."

Before he can ask why you kiss him fully, your tongue sliding from your parted lips and tasting the wine on his tongue. You wrap your arms around him and slide your knee up his leg.

You walk out into the lot arm-in-arm. You sit down next to Mr. Wood in his truck and he looks over.

"Where to now, beautiful?" He asks, stroking your cheek. "A movie? Drinks? Home?"