Help her? Sure!

"Sure, what do you need?" you ask, trying to sound eager.

"Come on in here to the bedroom and let's see what needs to be done," she answers, a flush coming to her cheeks. She leads the way to a bedroom with the floor covered in drop cloths and a lone step-ladder as the only furniture. Once you enter the room, she passes behind you and closes the door. You turn to look at her and she moves toward you slowly.

"I think what needs to be done is me. I saw how you looked at me, and I like what I see, too," she says seductively, looking you up and down again. "Are you up for a little hanky-panky?" As she asks this, she has closed with you, and her hand reaches out to gently stroke your burgeoning cock through your pants. All the recent sexual activity you've had has made your member extremely sensitive. Her touch brings you to full mast in a second.

In answer, you lean forward and squeeze her left tit through the denim overalls. She smiles and says enthusiastically, "I'll take that for a 'Yes'!" She then leans toward you and plants a deep kiss on your lips. Her tongue slithers out of her lips and strokes your mouth. You open your lips and let her tongue in, caressing it as in enters. Both your hands grasp her ripe melons, squeezing them to see if they are ripe. They are firm, yet yielding. Kelly moans into your mouth, and her hand pulses around your stiffness.

You break the kiss and sneak your hands in through the sides of the overalls, caressing her breasts through just her tube top, without the barrier of the denim. You can feel her hard nipples through the thin fabric. While you are thus busy, her hands unsnap your jeans and lower the zipper. Your pants fall to the floor, and you step out of them. You move your fingers up and unclasp her overalls, pulling down the bib to reveal her large tits enclosed in the red tube top.

She grabs your cock through your underwear and pulls you closer. You unbutton the sides of the overalls and push them down her legs. You look down to see that she has no panties on, revealing her neatly-trimmed red bush. “You’re a naughty girl, working with no drawers on,” you tease.

“All the faster to fuck you, John. Now get out of those boxers,” she commands.

You pull your underwear down, and your cock springs out like it was tightly wound. Her hand returns to stroke up and down your shaft. You reach down and run a finger through her pussy lips. Her lubrication is literally dripping down her leg.