"My doctors did a very good job. Do you like it?" she asked him, almost as if waiting for his approval.
"Unbelievably," he moaned into her ear. "Can't you tell with your hands," he asked her softly.
"Ummm, yes. Lori said that you might be functional," she responded, her hand softly squeezing the hard flesh in her hand.
"Feel the mouth. That's how you'll know if I'm aroused," he told her, still nuzzling her neck, his fingers softly working her large breasts. Her fingertips immediately let go of his shaft and moved to his cock's tip. The pre-cum was obvious, dripping from the plum like head. He was dripping freely. Her fingertips were covered in his thick clear fluid. Feeling the thick fluid, she moved back away from him, suddenly. She was looking down at the fleshy organs between his thighs. The pre-cum made his arousal more than obvious.
"You are incredible," she said, slowly dropping to her knees in front of him. She sat for a moment, closely examining his cock and balls. She leaned forward, opening her mouth wide. Her eyes closed as she sucked him into her mouth, both of her hands closed around the bloated balls. She began to softly suck him while her hands squeezed and worked his battered balls. It was his turn to close his eyes, his head rolling back, his hips pushed outward. Within seconds her mouth was hungrily sucking him hard, as if she were sexually starved for the food that his cock could supply her. She was hungry for him.
Within a few moments, he grasped her head and quickly pulled her head away. He moved his body back away from her hungry mouth.
"You're way too good at that. You had me right at the edge and we've only just begun," he told her, his cock twitching obviously. She just smiled, moving her face toward him, her mouth opening again. He quickly stepped back again, further from her. He reached down and gently pulled her up from the floor.
"You are beautiful," he said, her gown hanging down from around her waist. Her breasts were fully exposed, her nipples hard and erect. She had a tiny waist and her shapely hips barely kept the gown from falling from her. He stepped back away from her, holding her hands out from her. Just the sight of her was enough to keep him hard. Even at her age, the blush in her cheeks was obvious as she looked away smiling.
He moved in close to her and kissed her deeply. She responded, sinking into his arms. His hands slowly moved up her ribs, past the large shapely mounds and came to rest on the hard nipples. Using his fingertips, he gently squeezed them, working them harder. After several moments, he stepped back away from her. Her eyes were closed, her head back, a dreamy look on her face. He reached out to her waist, freeing the gown that was hanging from her hips. He let it drop to the floor, moving her to step out of it. Looking down, he could see her thick juices leaking from her and down her gorgeous inner thighs.
"It's too hot here, near the fire," he said to her, softly laughing. He put his arm around her and picked her up into his arms. He carried her over to the bed and gently laid her down on top of the luxuriant covers. She immediately scooted back, putting her head on a stack of pillows, her arms folded above and under her head. She was laying back, her legs slightly parted, one knee propped up slightly. Her pussy was hairless, smooth and soft. From where he was standing he could easily see just how wet she was. He stood there for a moment, just enjoying the sight. Even with the loss of feeling in his cock, he could feel the head throb from the sight of her. Even at her age, her body could easily be the centerfold of an adult magazine. She was magnificent.
"Come here," she whispered. He put one knee onto the bed, his cock bobbing in front of him. He moved up onto the huge bed, crawling up her body till his mouth was near hers. He kissed her softly then pressed his lips harder against hers. She kissed him back, their lips locked together. In his crouched position, his cock was wet and hard, pressed up against her mons. Moving slightly, he pressed it against her harder and pushed down slightly, sliding it against her slick lips. She moaned as their kiss continued. He didn't move it anymore, just allowing it to remain pressed against her clitoris, letting her know that he was ready.
His mouth slid away from hers, moving to her neck and throat. Lingering there for several moments, he moved further down till his mouth came to rest on her nipple. Sucking in, he softly bit down on her and then began to trace circles around the tender flesh. Even though her augmentation surgery had desensitized her, she could feel what he was doing to her body. Even if the sensation was lessened, the emotional charge was keeping her arousal soaring. She could only lie still as his mouth continued to move over her body.
After several minutes lingering on her stiffened nipples, his mouth moved down to her tight belly, leaving soft flickering kisses and licks all over. Her entire body stiffened as his mouth moved further, kissing the top of her hairless pubic area. He moved back, kneeling between her outstretched thighs. His mouth continued all around her pubic mound, then moved to her tender inner thighs. She moaned softly as he kissed and sucked the tender flesh. Moving from thigh to thigh, he traded kisses with each one, not wanting to neglect either one. Her skin was so soft and smooth.
Lying down between her legs, he reached up with one hand and began to massage one nipple, hardened by her excitement. She gasped as his fingers tweaked the hard nipple. His other hand moved up to her vaginal entrance, softly parting the thick wet lips. Her lips were gaping open, thick and fleshy. They were covered in her juices, waiting for him. He didn't want them to wait. He softly flicked his tongue on both of them, running his tongue up and down the length of the sensitive lips. He could see her shiver, her thighs tightening. He continued the oral assault on just the lips, waiting before he moved to her clit. She was so wet that a steady stream of her clear fluid ran down between her butt cheeks. She was more than ready for him.
He moved his tongue up and down both lips, lingering on each one. He then moved his tongue, hard through the middle of her, scooping up a large amount of the slick fluid onto his tongue. He quickly moved his tongue up to her clit, placing it softly on it without moving. Pressing on it, he could feel her arch, her body growing stiff. He began to massage the overly sensitive bud, tracing circles around it. She moaned out loud, her breathing now becoming more of a pant. Her hands moved down and grasped both sides of his head, not allowing him to leave her quivering center.
"Don't stop, keep going. I'm going to cum, please don't stop," she moaned breathlessly. He didn't. He moved his tongue quickly over the swollen bud, moving from left to right then up and down. He continued working her clit, measuring her reactions by her tensed thighs, stomach, and the arch in her back. Her legs were stiff and tight, shaking as he continued using his mouth. He watched her body, his eyes peering over her pubic mound where he could see her stomach and chest. She suddenly gasped, her back arching high into the air, her shapely breasts thrusting outward. At this moment, he stopped working her clit, moving his mouth to the fleshy lips. Within a few seconds, her back dropped back onto the sheets, her legs relaxing. Feeling her slowly relaxing, he moved his mouth back to her clit, beginning again. She had not cum; he had more planned for the tender opening into her. He slowly started her arousal climbing, his mouth picking up momentum on her now swollen clit. Listening to her breathing, he could hear as she became more and more aroused, approaching orgasm.
He moved his hand up between her legs, watching as his fingers parted the fleshy folds of her pussy. She was sopping wet and he could easily see deep into her warm opening. Being older, her pussy gaped open, waiting and wanting. She was a deep pink color, coated in the slick juices. Ross had found years ago that he liked older women more than the young ones. His cock would fit into them like a smooth, soft leather glove. It would fit around him, accommodating him, gripping him, sucking him in deeper. The young ones were tight, but their pussies didn't respond like this. Most of them didn't seem to respond at all. It was just a very tight hole.
Gaping open, he slid two fingers into the Mistress. She gasped as she felt them enter her. His mouth immediately clamped down over her clit, sucking it in hard. With the increased pressure, her clit quickly swelled up from the increased blood flow. He then quickly released the pressure by opening his mouth. Then he sucked in, and then he released the hold. He did this over and over, rhythmically forcing her clit to spasm. As the spasms became stronger, her butt began to move up off of the bed. She was going to cum hard. He continued his oral method on her till she suddenly cried out, her back arching hard, her legs flattening out on the bed stiffly. She cried out again, a long moan coming from her, her entire body shaking. His mouth continued on her.
After what seemed like several minutes, her back suddenly fell back onto the bed. Her legs went limp and fell open with her knees up and parted. Her hands were no longer pulling at his head; they were now dropped limply to her thighs. He continued to softly lap at the oozing entrance, more as if cleaning her, than stimulating her. He moved from her pussy and began to lay soft kisses on her inner thighs and the crease between her legs and torso. He glanced up to see her breasts go from panting to slow deep breathing. Her body was slowly coming down. He continued the soft kisses to her lips and thighs as he watched her breathing return to normal.
