Three days later, John answered the phone and heard what he was hoping for.
"Hello, John," Carole's voice purred at him. "Come over here, no need to mow the lawn, I need your special servicing."
John quickly made her way next door, and at the patio doors, he was greeted by the sight of Carole's nudity, she was smiling invitingly, beckoning him in. She turned towards the bedroom, the view of her shapely rump moving in such a harmonious rhythm, had his rapidly growing cock following eagerly.
She quickly stripped him, his majestic cock rose, and she felt the tingling between her thighs. As much as she wanted him to ram her pussy, she was enjoying the build-up, taking him up, step by step. She lay back and told him what she had in mind.
"This time I want you to cum all over my tits! Not just that, wrap my tits around your cock, and I want you to tit-fuck me, and blow your load. I want to feel your cock surging and pulsing between my tits as you mark my body with a hot, juicy load."
John eagerly took the position, squatting over her just below the valley of her breasts. He felt her hands around his cock, giving him a stroke, smiling as she felt the rock hardness of his cock.
Carole purred, "Lube is next to us on the bedside table, get my tits all ready for titty fucking."
John took the tube, flipped open the top, then spread a generous helping up and down in the cleavage between her tits, then spread it on the sides up to the top of her mounds. Carole's generous dairies were perfect for tit fucking, she had to be at least a 36D.
Carole pushed her tits tightly together, then he slid his cock in. After a few pumps, John settled his cock as deep in Carole's cleavage as he could.
Carole took her hands away and purred, "Now, grab my tits and fuck them!"
John did so as he grabbed her tits and pushed her mounds tightly together, perfect. His cock was now wrapped up by her luscious melons, and holding her tits tightly around his cock, he started to tit fuck her in earnest.
Carole moaned deep in her throat, she loved having her tits manhandled, and the way her breasts were squashed tight around John's cock was perfect.
"Oh yeah, I love it, getting my big tits fucked, let me know when you're ready to blow," Carole cooed.
John could see her face, full of excitement, as she watched him between her tits. His cock head was starting to appear just above the top of her tits.
John could feel the build-up, and he grunted, "Oh yeah, getting set baby, gonna cum!''
Carole lifted her head so she was looking right at his cock, opening her mouth. He saw the pink hole of her mouth, framed by her crimson lips, awaiting his load. He grunted, growled, and thrust forward, a hot blast of cum flew into her mouth, a second one quickly followed, a third one arced up, painting a line down her face from forehead to chin. Watching her face getting plastered drove John on, his cock gushed out more thick ropes, over her neck, just above the valley of her breasts, and with her urging him on, he pulled his cock up and stroked out the last two full streams all over her stiff nipples, milking out the last squirts and dribbles all over her tit flesh.