I was slowly stroking myself to make sure I was hard and upon removing my fingers from her drenched hole, I sent Mr. Johnson all the way into her. Caroline's tits weren't the only huge part of her. She had a huge pussy too. Pushed all the way up to my balls, I could scarcely feel her on my cock. But, being a sport, I started lunging in and out for all I was worth. It seemed like a long time had passed when she came with a thundering orgasm, sending a flood of her juices flowing down my legs. I was still a long way from reaching the end of my road, and without further stimulation, I was never going to get there.
Her tight little ass hole, kept drawing my eye. Caroline had climaxed twice already and I was nowhere near cumming. I spit on my thumb and carefully began to ease it into her tiny pucker.
"Oh God yes, Kewl," She gasped, "Shove your cock in my ass."
Without further ado, I complied with her wishes and buried myself deep in her bowels. That was much better and I came within minutes. It just goes to show ya, you never know how things are going to turn out when you leave the house.
We took a quick shower and Caroline, true to her word, built us a fine shrimp dinner. I really liked her a lot, but I assured myself that this was going to be a one night stand for her. Not that I hadn't enjoyed myself, but just because she and Maureen had known each other for so long and I knew in my heart it was just a mercy fuck anyway.
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It was after dark by the time I got home. I was just about tanked after the drinks and a bottle of wine on top of that. The phone had its eternal red light blinking when I finally got the front door open. I scanned the caller ID and picked out Dave's number from among the unfamiliar ones on the list. I mashed the dial button and rummaged for a clean glass, loaded it with Crown to finish my buzz before going to bed.
The phone hadn't finished its first ring, "What?"
Dave was very direct.
"Izzat you, Dave?" I rasped after taking a hit from the glass of Crown.
"Kewl? Hang on." Dave said.
"Hey, Mac," It was Steve, Dave's contractor brother.
I explained about the house and he started to laugh.
"Dave says you should burn it down," Steve managed, laughing loudly into the phone.
Steve and Dave were the opposite sides of the same coin. I liked Steve but he could be such and ass hole when he was around his brother. I made arrangements for him to meet me in the morning to look at the house and he handed the phone back to Dave. I told Dave about my dinner with Caroline and he said he'd have to give her a call, she sounded like his kind of woman. I knew all about Dave's kind of women and agreed with him in my mind, she would be his cup of tea.
I told him about the boat. But, I decided to keep cute little Deborah and Velda with her luscious ass to myself for the time being. Dave had a habit of easing up on ya when you found some new action. I had a hankerin' to see if Velda wanted to get together again real soon, and my hairy friend from Mayport wasn't part of that picture. And I assumed I would be seeing Debbie aboard the "Lucille" in the morning. Life was definitely getting interesting.
"Lucille" What a dumb name for a boat. I decided to change it ASAP. Something more appropriate to the moment, like "Lucky Lucille". Naw, too corny. I decided to talk it over with Deborah in the morning.
I finished the Crown, stripped down to my skin and flopped into bed, visualizing Caroline's gorgeous haunches as I lay in the darkness. Then it came to me, "Luscious Lucy" Now there's a name for a boat!
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