Playing Mary's game

Archie grabbed the top of Mary's bra and pulled the cups down over her breasts. With the bra wrapped around her middle, Mary's firm tits were pushed up further. Archie toyed with her nipples until they were hard, little, pink rocks then he began licking and sucking the delightful morsels.

"Oh, Archie Andrews," Mary moaned, "I'm a good girl. You are being so wicked!"

Archie was really getting turned on by Mary's game. Last night at the party she was a horney tramp, this morning in her daddy's church she was a shameless slut, and now, in her nice clean bedroom, she was the demure, pure virgin. Archie was tempted to rip off her panties and fuck her furiously. But this game was too much fun.

As he suck one tit and then the other, Archie slipped one hand down between Mary's legs. She struggled, half-heartedly, when his hand found her covered pussy. It didn't take long for the boy to rub and stroke her enough so that her panties were wet and sticky with her juices.

Archie climbed down from Mary's bed. He grabbed her panties and slowly pulled them down her strong, tanned legs. Archie delighted at the sight of her slick, slightly opened pussy slit.

Mary looked down her body watching the naked red-headed boy standing between her legs. "Oh, please, Archie," she pleaded, keeping the game going, "I'm a good girl. I don't do this kind of thing. You're not going to **** me now are you?"

"So that's what she wants," Archie thought. He reached down, grabbed Mary's legs, spread them wide, and pushed them back until her knees pressed against her panting breasts. His hard cock rested in the slick groove of flesh between her legs.