Afternoon day 3, first part, the blond haired Amy gave me head.

My 3the afternoon treat was a parlour called Aunt Amy. The parlour was very inviting, but there was only one girl. She was looking very foxy in her tight, figure hugging t-shirt and denim mini skirt. Her pert breasts were outlined beautifully beneath the pink cotton and her long, slender, tanned legs looked exquisite as she stood to meet me. The other ladies were working, so I did not have a chose, but it looked muche better then the best of the two ladies yesterday. 'Hello, nice to meet you,' the girl smiled at me in greeting. 'Uh... hi... uh...' I stuttered. 'Amy, call me Amy, please,' said Amy. "I'm Roger.' I said and I was dying to fuck her. I go for you,' I said, we both heading for Amy's living room. We sat and watched a film from Amy's DVD collection. Amy squirmed in her chair, her mini skirt riding higher at each move, exposing more and more of her bare legs to my boggle eyed stare. 'Like what you see? Or see what your like?' Amy whispered out to me. 'Yes! It's great?' I played the game and Amy wasted no time. The film showing on her TV screen was showing a busty blonde eagerly sucking a black guys thick cock and Amy was now sat next to me on the settee.

Amy caressed my thigh through my jeans as I sat in silence, watching the blonde on screen as she sucked on the actor's thick prick. 'Let me suck your cock, Roger,' I heard Amy say. She reached over and stroked the front of my jeans, taking charge of the situation now. 'Mmmm, that's quite a bulge there,' Amy said as my arousal became obvious. 'My God!' Amy exclaimed when I had stood and lowered my jeans to my knees. My thick cock was standing stiffly upright, jutting hugely from between my thighs. 'It's fucking huge,' she continued unnecessarily as my big gun waggled menacingly. 'Yeah,' I grinned at the girl's enthusiasm. Amy curled her fist around my girth, her slender fingers barely able to meet as she gripped the big cock tightly. I sighed with the pleasure as Amy peeled back my foreskin and slowly caressed the shaft back and forth. I felt my buttocks clenching as Amy pulled my thickness, my passion already rising. I wondered how much of this I could take. Amy noticed my excitement and licked at the crown of my cock lightly, then sucking the big dome between her lips, all the time keeping up her manipulation of my cock with her hand.

'Shit, Amy' I hissed through gritted teeth. 'That's so good, you're so pretty ... fuck.' I was having difficulty keeping myself under control. Amy had only had my cock out for two or three minutes and already I was threatening to blow. 'You are excited,' Amy teased as she peeled the t-shirt off and pulled it over her head. Her perky tits popped into view, the stiff, tight nipples betraying her own arousal. She pulled the mini skirt up until it was rucked up around her waist and I growled when I saw Amy's neat, trimmed bush as her tiny thong slid down to the floor. The girl sat on the settee and spread her thighs wide, digging the heels of her shoes into the cushions. 'Lick me, Roger,' Amy whispered as she opened her wet sex for me with her fingers. I dived between the parlour ladie's thighs and buried my head in her quim. Amy's groans and sighs of pleasure were indication enough that I was hitting the spot.

'Lick me, Roger, that's it. On my clit honey, right there, that's so good.' Amy gave me an indication of how well I was performing and I suspect that the commentary was also for my benefit. Amy pushed me away and made me sit on the sofa. Then she lay across the seats and picked up my big cock and once again sucked on it. She licked at the angry, purple head and down the underside to my hanging balls. She sucked on it savagely, rubbing my sticky pre cum over her cheeks, using my cock like a fat paint brush on her face. The girl's face was sticky and shining with my goo, she was behaving like a total slut and kept up her filthy commentary when her mouth wasn't full of meat. 'Oh yes, it's so big, I fucking love big cocks,' she spoke between mouthfuls. 'I can't wait to be split in two by your prick, Roger,' Amy babbled, wanking my big friend vigorously by now. Suddenly, unable to take any more, I grunted, my thighs jerking, hips bucking, my thick spunk jetted high in the air and came to land with a splat on Amy's cheek. Spunk was threaded in her blonde hair and coated her pretty, smiling face as I gushed my semen in vicious arcs, groaning my pleasure as I came.

Heedless of the spunk dripping from her face onto her furniture and carpet, Amy sucked at my bell end until my climax subsided, releasing my prick from her sucking mouth with a loud, wet pop. Amy gave me no time to recover.