Elton winced, "Please be careful honey."
"Oh, shut the fuck up." Sandy placed her foot on top of Elton's cock and balls forcing his limp peter down onto his ball sac in-between both balls. She rolled the ball of her foot back and forth and Elton reached forward to touch her breasts. "Did I give you permission to touch me stupid? What the fuck do you think you are doing? You started to suck my hot pussy, so why in the hell aren't you. Just wait until I get you home."
Elton licked his own lips with his tongue. The taste of her cunt juice was still on his chin and upper lip. The moisture from his saliva re-awakened the cunt smell and taste that Sandy had left a little while ago. The thought of having his lips glued to her flaming orifice again raised Elton's desire. It heightened his desire to please Sandy. After all here was her slave. He flicked his tongue around the whole genital area and gradually narrowed himself down to the sensitive area of Sandy's inner lips and base of her spur cock. He felt Sandy's foot grinding down hard-on his limp penis. The more he worked her cunt and the more feverish she became; the more he felt his sex being punished.
Sandy writhed and squirmed with great pleasure. The sensations that her private personal cunt lapper gave her raced through her vagina into her belly making her nipple tips itch, and tingle. She released her hands from Elton's head and moistened the thumb and forefinger of both hands in the mixture of saliva and cream that dribbled down Elton's chin. This slipperiness when applied in a pinching sliding action of her nipple tips made Sandy moan, "Ohhhhhhh. Ouuuuuuuuooooo."
A certain gentleness manifested itself, but she screamed out. "Suck. Suck. Let me hear. Come on you cunt lapper. Come on you cunnilingus. Do the only thing you're good for. Suck! Suck! Lick my spur cock. Can you feel it throb?" Sandy's eyes narrowed still further. Now they were mere slits of desire and lust, ready to explode. She started to tremble and the muscles in her thighs stiffened. She shook as if she were cold and her love juices ran from her cunt onto Elton's tongue and down into his throat.
"Slurp… Slurp… Slurp…"
"That's it mother fucker. That's it bastard. Suck me. Suck me! Suck my juices out. Don't drop one little bit. Don't you wish I were your mother. Didn't you ever want to suck and fuck your mother? Your mother was your master, wasn't she?" She felt Elton's lips sucking and nibbling more furiously at every part, nook and cranny fold of her almost ready to come hot fiery cunt. She stiffened her legs, convulsively and pinched her nipples with all her strength. Her head fell back over the chair and her blonde hair hung straight downward. Her eyes were white and her belly muscles were drawn inwards. Sandy's cunt dilated and drew back. The juices flowed heavier and the tingling built to a crescendo and violent orgasmic climax.
Elton felt Sandy's foot relax and just rest on his crushed cock head, shaft and balls. He removed his lips from the smaller, but still inflamed spur cock that now relaxed in between Sandy's hot nether lips. "Can I go to the toilet now?" He waited for an answer and asked again, "Please may I go to the toilet?"
Sandy whispered, "Yes. I have some phone calls to make."
"All right dear, you don't have to write the information down. Tell me and I'll write it for you."
"Fuck you. If you're going; go. This sure is a dump, but you can keep it. While you are in the bathroom, wash your cock in ice cold water."
"Why, cold water?"
"So you won't beat your meat, stupid. Anyway I want to get the hell out of here. So hurry up. I have to prepare dinner for Paul tonight. He's coming over. Maybe I'll even invite Tom and his dog Bijou over. You know he lives next door to me. So hurry up. Put your arse in gear and straighten yourself out. Chop! Chop! Let's go!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Sandy was an excellent cook and she prepared a smorgasbord table. She had prepared Swedish meatballs, all kinds of fishes, salads and various other side dishes, such as macaroni salad, coleslaw, potato salad, baked beans and an assortment of cold cuts. Also she laid out, salad dressing, pickles, pickled pears, green olives, black olives, raw onion rings and sour cream. The final touches were added with the two main courses: a large stuffed turkey at one end of the table and a cold huge fish covered with mayonnaise at the opposite end. It really looked nice and almost too pretty to touch. The lights from the hanging candelabra gave the room a very, very close and intimate feeling. Sandy's apartment had been set up for love. Her Hi-Fi sounded beautiful, especially since she had several stereo speakers in different parts of her apartment.
The lights were low and the music from the Hi-Fi was purring softly when the buzzer to Sandy's and Elton's apartment sounded. Sandy turned to the full length mirror and adjusted her baby blue see through mini shift dress. It would have left nothing to the imagination except that underneath its transparent lace frilliness there was a bikini type pair of very sheer powder pink lace stretch panties that showed every curve of Sandy's magnificent figure. Her large pink nippled breasts were held loosely in a very brief powder pink lace mini bra. Her golden hair fell to her bare shoulders and this accentuated her black braided leather headache band stretched across her forehead. Sandy's long shapely legs were covered from the instep to about one inch below the hem line of her leather boots. The boots left her toes exposed. When Sandy walked, you could see that her bikini panties were of a special design. As she strolled towards the door the crotch level hem raised slightly and the candle light played on her pink pussy lips that were exposed by a tailor made slot in the bikini panties crotch.