Carol sighed. "Oh, must we always go through that juvenile routine?" she said.
Tony scowled. "We do if you wanta get balled," he said. "I can stop right now, take my cock out of you… ”
"All right, all right," Carol said quickly. She moaned and took more deep hard thrusts of his hard young cock. She leaned forward and kissed him, lewdly working her tongue into his throat. She leaned back, looked him in the eyes, and said hoarsely, "I love to fuck you, son.”
"That's nice, Mommy," Tony said, grinning. "I love to fuck you, too… ”
Lita felt almost nauseated. She turned away from the keyhole, unable to watch any longer. She got off on good old-fashioned sex, hearty and happy fucking, but not on sick scenes like this. Tony Barton wasn't happy until he could pretend he was balling his real mother. That was a bit too rich for Lita's blood.
She'd done all the cleaning she could do until Foster and Trish got up, and that might not be for hours. In spite of her repulsion at Tony's behavior, she had been pretty hotly aroused by watching him and Carol get it on. She decided to take a chance on sneaking out and seeing Miles.
She hurried out the servants’ door and toward Miles' cabin. Then she saw him in front of the garage, polishing one of the Barton’s numerous expensive cars. This one was a black Rolls, gleaming like a mirror from Miles' careful attention. Miles saw her coming and tossed aside his polishing rag. He mopped his forehead and grinned at her, watching the sway of her hips and the soft jiggling of her big breasts as she approached him.
"Hello," he said. "You look like you just smelled a dead fish. What's wrong?”
Lita wrinkled her face. "Those people," she said, "I just don't know about them. I saw Carol fucking Tony. Her own stepson, imagine.”
Miles shrugged. "That whole family is kinky," he said. "I don't notice it any more, I've worked here so long.”
"Kinky?" said Lita. "How do you mean?"
Miles was moving away from the car. "Aw, let's not talk about those rich creeps now, baby," he said, slipping an arm around her waist and guiding her toward his cabin. "I got more interesting things on my mind.”
Lita grinned up at him. She knew what he meant, and she had to agree it was more interesting than gossiping about the Barton family. Miles had fucked her almost senseless last night, but already she wanted him again. Her pussy was swollen, wet and hungry. She walked briskly along with him and into the cabin.
Miles closed the door and started to undress. He grinned at her. "I take it you're not mad at me any more?" he said.
Lita grinned, too, and started unbuttoning her black maid's dress. "No," she said, “I’m not mad any more.”
Miles leaned over and licked her soft pink earlobe. "My cock's not too big for you any more?" he said huskily.
Lita swayed with horny longing, "No, no, it's not too big," she said. "Not too big at all… ”
Perhaps she was being shameless, but she had so many lonely years to make up for, she couldn't help letting Miles know how she felt. She was wild for him, wild for a repetition of the heady pleasure they'd had last night. She watched the big powerful man undress, and she felt hot juice seeping from her cunt.
Lita quickly shucked her uniform and got onto Miles' bed without being asked. She smiled invitingly at him as he finished taking off his clothes, and when he approached the bed, she opened her legs, displaying her ripe red slit with its fringe of black curls. She was surprised to see that his cock was limp, a great pale doughy lump that flopped as he walked.
Miles got onto the bed beside her and idly fondled her tits, cupping and squeezing the big creamy cones, rubbing the light brown nipples with his thumbs, Lita purred and enjoyed his touch, but she was eager to be fucked. She thought it strange that Miles didn't just grab her and ball her like he'd done before.
"All those years in the convent," he said, "you never got near a guy? Is that right?" Lita nodded. "What about before that?”
"I was fourteen," said Lita. "I had a boyfriend, Luis, and I was crazy about him, but we never got beyond kissing.”
Miles grinned. "Then you have a lot to learn, don't you?" he said.
"Oh, yes," Lita sighed. "I have everything to learn.”
"Except how to fuck," said Miles. "I notice you do that pretty well. But there's other stuff I can teach you, stuff I'd like you to know.”
She didn't know quite what he was getting at, but she nodded and said, "Whatever you want, Miles. I want to please you.”
"Okay," he said. "You already know about pussy eating, but that's something a man does to a woman. There's a counterpart, a way of returning the favor, something a woman can do to a man. You know anything about that?”
Lita blushed slightly. A truthful answer involved admitting her peeping. "When I saw Tony and Carol making it," she said, "Carol pumped his dock with her hand, and then she licked it, and finally she took it in her mouth and sucked on it. Is that what you mean, Miles?”
He grinned broadly. "Yeah, that's what I mean, baby,” he said. "Now why don't you try that stuff on me?”
Lita had no objection. On the contrary, she'd been dying for her first chance to play with a cock. She sat up and knelt beside Miles' belly. His huge cock was still limp, but even in its flaccid state it was big. Her hands trembled a little with excitement as she reached out to touch a cock for the first time.
"Go ahead," Miles laughed. "It won't bite.”
Lita slipped one hand under the huge soft cock and hoisted it a little. It was heavy, hot and silky, pleasant to touch. With her other hand she began to stroke his long flaccid dick, feeling the loose smooth skin and the throbbing life inside. She smiled. She definitely liked this new game.
"Lick it, baby," Miles said, his voice getting a little hoarse.
Lita bent low over him, stuck out her little red tongue, and applied the tip gingerly to his enormous soft cock. It was not only nice to touch, it was fun to lick, too. There was a slightly salty taste that she enjoyed, and she liked the silky smooth texture of his meat. Growing bolder, she started to run her wet tongue tip up and down the long satiny length of his prick. She tickled into his reddish wiry bush and out again, up the thick doughy stalk, till she was licking the dark spongy head.
Miles sighed. "Yeah, doll, you're doing great,” he said. "Don't forget my balls. A guy digs having his balls licked.”
Lita slipped her small hand between his legs and hoisted the hot limp red nut sacs. They had a very fine coating of auburn hairs. The flesh was wrinkled and slack, but she knew it would grow taut and smooth when he got hard. She leaned down and applied her eager little tongue to the fleshy bags, tickling and lapping.
"Yeah, nice," Miles sighed, "real nice… Lick me all over, baby.”
Lita did, gladly, running her tongue from his wrinkled red balls clear up to his dull rose cock head. She did it over and over, back and forth, lapping and lashing with her hot wet tongue till his cock and balls gleamed with her saliva. She found it fun and exciting. He seemed to like it, too, sighing loudly, but he didn't get hard.
"That's real good, baby," he said finally, "but it's just for openers. Now what a guy likes best is when you take his dick in your mouth and suck on it. It's called a blow job. Do that for me, okay?”
“Yes, Miles," she said excitedly.
She'd been wanting to try sucking cock ever since her first day on the job, when she saw Carol Barton doing it to Foster. It looked like a real turn-on. Eagerly she bent over Miles and lifted his big fat soft cock to her lips. She opened her mouth, instinctively keeping her teeth shielded with her lips, and stuffed the big dull rose head of his prick inside.
"Yeah, doll, yeah," Miles snorted, flinching with sudden pleasure, "that's it, that's the way… Take it in farther… More… Oh, yeah, all the way… ”
Lita did what he wanted, sucking his whole fat soft cock into her mouth. It rested heavy on her tongue, stuffing her mouth. She began to suck on his limp meat, his furry balls rubbing against her chin. She enjoyed herself, making loud greedy slurping noises. Miles lay back grinning, his face flushed with pleasure.