CHAPTER SEVEN
June now grasped George's throbbing shaft in her hand, clasping tightly around it just below the enormously swollen cockhead. The soft hairs of Connie's love-tuft brushed against her knuckles. Then she pointed the huge prick right inside the circle formed by George's fingers . .. and gave a little thrust, in!
She heard Connie's tight little scream at the first entry of the knob into her slit. It dove between her cunt-lips, spreading them abruptly. George reared back his head, a look of pleasured agony on his face. Then his ass muscles firmed tightly together as he drove in further ... deeper. Connie screamed again, this time a little louder. George was not as tender or gentle about introducing his great monster of a prick into
Connie as Al had been when June lay
