Muffy and Ned

..."You'll have to wait till after lunch; Willy. See what a little givin' of yer own gets ya?" he said with a chortle and a wipe of the lip as Muffy grasped him by the back of the legs, driving her mouth and throat over his shaft in appreciation. Ned leaned back, enjoying Muffy's hard-won cocksucking abilities. Willy and the other man lost interest, and wandered back over to the soup tray.

She still had 15 minutes until Sister Agatha got back, and her jaw was getting very sore. She pulled back, stroking his cock as she took in deep breaths. She twisted both of her hands, corkscrewing them up and down his shaft. Muffy focused in, saw this as a task. She wanted to finish him off as close to the sister's arrival as possible, but just couldn't see how she could suck and jerk him that long.

Muffy sighed, her hands cramping up as Ned smiled. "Takes forever for us old farts to finish." he said, seeing her wince as she sucked his cock back into her mouth. It was no use. Her jaw was aching. She sat back on her heels, and shook her head.

"Alright, old man. Lets get this over with." Muffy said, standing up. She reached beneath her skirt, and slid her designer panties down her smooth, long legs. Muffy expected him to pounce on her. She held her breath, bracing herself against the countertop, ready to be hoisted up and taken by the old goat.

"Not so fast." Ned said. "You see, that's the problem with your generation." he said, guiding her slightly backward so she was resting her elbows on the table. "You always want everything right this damned minute." He lifted her left leg, and positioned himself between her thighs.

Muffy felt his hot, heavy cock, resting on her smoothly shaven pussy lips, feeling its pulse against her tender skin. "We used to take our time. Build up to it..." he said, slowly sawing his veiny member against her clit. Muffy bit her lip, ashamed at her body's quivering response. Her hips starting moving, seemingly on their own. Slowly, he picked up speed, the softness of his wrinkly cock and the rigidity of his throbbing veins sending waves through her.

Muffy opened her legs wider as her eyes narrowed to those of waking dreamer. "Certainly a lot better than Cruz or whatever his name was in the nightclub bathroom last weekend..." she thought as she felt herself moistening, her mind imagining being fucked by that thick thing between her lips.

Her breath was coming in gasps as he leaned into her, the pressure and her wetness tenderizing her clit as her legs started to quiver. Muffy had always been multi-orgasmic, and she could feel it coming on fast.

She moaned and whimpered, her legs wrapping around his waist, her arms around his neck, as a muffled plea came from her mouth buried in his chest. "What was that?"

"Just fuck me already!" she whimpered, her pussy sliding up and down his massive cock, hoping its head would slide inside her.

"Well then..."