Megan talks about her needs

"You always pull your pants down for any old man who brings pastries?" Frank chuckled, eyeing the pretty blonde.

"Mmmm….no...but I do have a thing for older men. And a huge thing for Italian men...God I loved Naples! I got fucked senseless there! So Good!" What about you Frank? Do you have a thing for young blondes? You wanna tap this?

"You're a brazen little bitch aren't you?" Frank growled, squeezing a handful of rump and making her groan and wriggle. Didn't get enough in Naples?"

"Naples was a few weeks ago...Fuck you have strong hands...I'm so fucking horny..."

"You want it right here in the kitchen?"

"No...I wanna...come with me!" she giggled, taking his hand and leading him upstairs. She'd dropped her jeans in the kitchen and Frank amused himself by fondling the excited girl as the walked. "Fuck I'm juicy...dripping for you..." she moaned as she pushed open the door to a room that appeared to be set up as an exercise centre. A towel covered massage table was in the middle of the room, and Megan giggled as she helped Frank undress, nuzzling and wriggling against him.

"Such a nice fat cock...a big Italian sausage...all for me..." She grabbed a bottle of oil and handed it to Frank before climbing onto the massage table. "Oil me up...I love fucking when I'm all slippery...God you've got me on fire...."

Grinning, Frank poured some oil onto her, then started to rub it into her squirming body as she whimpered excitedly. Her nipples stood at taut attention, and the aroma of her heat filled his nostrils.

"Fuck you have good hands..." she moaned. "I might fuckin' come before you even get that cock in me, I'm so horny!"

"The guy in Naples do this to you?"

"One of them did...oh god...covered me with oil and fucked me stupid...so good...."

"How many guys did you fuck in Naples?" Frank chuckled as he fondled the writhing blonde.

"Three....They were all good...but the oldest guy was the best...knew just how to treat me...I lived at his place for a week...couldn't get enough of him..."

"Why'd you leave?"

"He...he got tired of me..." she whimpered sadly, "...made me go...I cried....oh God...I need to suck your cock...I need it so bad....so bad..." She rolled onto her belly and engulfed his cock, sucking and stroking him as she looked up at him with wanton, anxious eyes.

Frank smiled down at her, loving the sensation of her hot, skilled mouth on his meat, savouring the conquest of her ripe young body.