CLP-188 The Headmaster by William St. Cyr Foreword ... - OpenDrive

two pink tips, slightly uptilted, stood out vividly against milk-white flesh as the two mounds quivered with
their newfound freedom.
"Jeez!" Frank muttered hoarsely, a remark precipitated by the fact that he had suspected that there had
been at least some padding in her brassiere.
Elizabeth hooked her slim fingers into the waistband of her white panties and began peeling them
downward. Frank could feel his blood-swollen cock aching with erotic tension as the triangular tuft of
luxuriantly brown hair, filmy with feminine dew, came into view. The heavy growth of brunette foliage
permitted only a teasing display of her pink, sensuously full cuntal lips as she stepped out of her panties.
Completely nude except for her black garter belt and tautly suspendered, dark brown stockings,
Elizabeth stood in front of Frank with her arms opened. Her voluptuous body was a lush mixture of
feminine curves and contrasts, her narrow, almost tiny, waist emphasizing the lush fullness of her breasts
and hips.
"Still want me to leave my stockings on?" she asked with a teasing smile.
"Yes," Frank replied tersely. "C'mere."
Elizabeth stepped forward and their bare bodies melted against one another in a warm embrace. Her
soft hands around the back of his neck, the vibrantly warm and obviously highly sexed young woman
eagerly pulled his head down to her upturned face. Her mouth was open and their tongues quickly met,
flicking and stabbing against one another with little darting movements. Frank's pulsating, rock-hard
prick was pressed tightly against her smooth tummy, while her voluptuous, satiny breasts were nearly
crushed against his hairy chest.
As their tongues skimmed the insides of one another's mouths, Elizabeth sighed eagerly and submissively
in his arms. One small hand slowly came down the side of his masculine body and came to rest on his
pulsating, blood-inflated manhood. Her slim fingers worked down to his scrotum, gently cupped his
sperm-laden balls for a moment, and then slowly journeyed upward in a provocatively teasing manner,
ending with a firm squeeze. The squeeze became progressively more tight and demanding. It was all too
apparent that the gorgeous young brunette was simply starved for cock!
At the same time, Frank's hands slowly moved down her warm, smooth back, massaging the tender
flesh and pulling her even closer to him. Moving downward, his hands firmly cupped her satiny smooth,
girlishly plump buttocks in a firm grip, squeezing and kneading the soft, resilient flesh. How he would
love to spank that delightfully feminine bottom of hers! And perhaps he would get that chance, he told
himself. Slowly, he slipped his right middle finger into the crevice of her buttocks, and traced a course
downward to the small, pink hole. Elizabeth quivered and moaned with a mixture of pleasure and
discomfort as he slowly inserted his finger into the narrow channel. Her warm, feminine body wriggled
convulsively and pressed even closer to him.
"Let's go into the bedroom," Frank told her, momentarily breaking the tight embrace in which they had
been locked.
In the small bedroom, Frank quickly stretched out in a supine position on the bed. When she saw him in
that position, Elizabeth knew at once what he wanted her to do. Her eyes fastened on his turgid,
rock-hard bone and swollen sac of red balls, the shapely brunette stretched out at right angles to his
body. Brushing her hair back so that it would not fall down over her eyes, she reached out and grabbed
his hot, hard man-meat in a tight grip. Her pink tongue moistening her lips, she leaned forward and
kissed the sleek crown hungrily right on the blunt opening.