Tuna Fish Sandwich

And even before Jimmy took in her face, he knew she was Prime Choice, pure eating material, hot juicy cunt supreme! Her face was the clincher, though. Wild, sexy blue eyes, long blonde hair, just washed, and the sweetest, most promising set of sultry lips he'd ever seen. Mink, sheer loving mink, one hundred percent mad animal, he thought as his prick pounded savagely in his tight pants. If she was half as hot and luscious as she looked, Jimmy knew he'd finally found his dream-fuck. Or a close second. He tried not to show his surprise or his excitement, nodding casually at the introduction, but his eyes were riveted to her mouth and tits, alternately. Laura had lunch ready, which consisted of tuna fish sandwiches and soup, but Jimmy could barely swallow his food. He was so feverishly horny by now he could feel a few drops of hot cream oozing out of the head of his throbbing dick. The fact was, unless his imagination was going berserk, the ripe little vixen was flashing sex at him, throwing it at him in a variety of unmistakable signals ...»