Kacey knelt between Tuck's legs, her bare tits dangling just out of easy tongue reach. She found the hem of his t-shirt and quickly peeled it off over his head. She planted a trail of hot kisses from his shoulder down to his navel, ending up leaning on her elbows with her bare ass sticking up in the air. As her hands fumbled for his belt-buckle, he sighed and ran his palms down the back of her head and along the curve of her spine to rest on the ample swell of her buttocks. She groaned and pushed her face against him as she managed to finally open his pants.
As he pushed his hips up off the floor, she slid his jeans and briefs down, exposing his rigid cock. With her face already at his stomach, the tip of his shaft was close enough to tickle her chin. Rocking back on her toes, she dragged his pants down and off his legs.
She sat there for a moment, staring at his crotch. Slowly, she leaned forward until she was again on her elbows, face hovering less than an inch from his throbbing shaft. She opened one hand, letting her fingers lightly caress his balls as she studied him. Lightly, she ran the other index finger up the length of him, then wrapped her thumb and index finger around him in a ring and slowly let it descend.
When he cupped her head and drew her towards him, she whimpered softly and ran the very tip of her tongue along the slit of his penis. As he shuddered, she opened her mouth and slid down over him, burying her face against him. Again, he slid one hand along her back as she began slowly working her mouth up and down his shaft. When his hand reached her ass, he slid it further around until his fingers found her wet pussy. She screamed with a mouth full of cock as his fingers found her clit and pressed on it lightly. He laughed softly as he felt the moisture flow over his hand.
Hungrily, she kissed her way up his belly and chest until she was staring into his eyes from scant inches away. "I need you," she whispered. "I need you inside me right now, driving me crazy, making me scream. Fuck me, daddy-lover. Fuck me, please. Let me ride you until I scream."
By now she was rubbing her shaved mound against his cock, shaking.
Through the spotting-scope, Charlie watched as Tuck's stepdaughter stripped him and shoved her mouth down over his cock. He remembered how that mouth felt and tasted and he felt his own cock jump in his hand. He watched Tuck push Kacey over onto her back, holding his naked body over her, her legs wrapping around Tuck's waist.
Staring down at Kacey, Tuck grinned. "Ready to rock, baby girl?"
She clenched her hands where they were now cupping his ass and arched her hips, driving her wet mound up against his shaft. "Oh, god, yes. Yes, please." She suddenly giggled. "Except for one thing." She twisted her hips, rolling him over onto the yoga mat so that she was straddling him. "I wanna drive, please, sir."
He reached up and cupped her breasts, roughly thumbing her nipples. "Hm, okay. I think I can live with that."
She leaned down and licked his lips. "It makes me cum harder. I can lean back, with my hands behind me, between your legs, and your cock hits me juuuuust right." She was rolling her hips against his belly in time to his thumb-strokes, and he laughed as she bit her lower lip, whimpering.
"So." He pinched one of her now-swollen nipples. "Get busy."
Her eyes closed and her mouth fell open as her breathing quickened into panting. "Can't," she gasped. "Not, oooh, yet. Gotta ... gotta finish this, aaaaaaah!" She braced her hands on his chest and pushed herself upward. "OH! OOOOOOH!" She shook against him as her orgasm hit. "Oh, yeah. Ahhh, okay. God, that's so good, just rubbing myself off against you.
