"My mother's a bitch, sir," said Kathy softly. She looked up at Martin and smiled, and Dorothy gasped at her terrible betrayal. Her own daughter saying that about her. When she got her home that girl wouldn't see the world outside for a long time.
"Not worth trying," said Martin easily. "Be happy with what you've got, that's my motto. She could put up a real stink if she's fucked around with. Hey, Kathy, has any man got in her pants?"
"I-I don't know, sir," said Kathy. She looked up again and her young face was flushed with excitement. "I don't think so, sir, she's always saying how disgusting men are and how you have to keep them at arm's length."
"Oh, she does that all right," Martin said with a grin. "You can see that. Shit, leave her be, that's what I say."
"I dunno," Josh said thoughtfully. "I'd sure like to get my cock into her."
"Honey," Zola said softly. "You want to get your cock into everything. That's why I love you so much." She leaned over and kissed him while her hand roamed over the front of his pants.
"Are you sure she's asleep?" asked Josh.
"Oh yeah. I checked her. I always do before Kathy and I come down here and have some fun." He glanced back at Kathy and she smiled shyly at him.
"Can I get you another drink, sir?" she asked.
"No, but you can come here and show Josh what a good little girl you are," said Martin.
Kathy came slowly out from behind the bar, her hips swaying in a most disgusting manner.
"She talks a lot about how she can't sleep," Martin added, "but she sleeps like a pig, all snores and grunts."
The whole room burst into laughter and Dorothy was on the verge of bursting in and pulling Kathy out for a fast drive home and some proper discipline. But something stopped her, and for a moment she wasn't sure what it was. She waited as Kathy sidled up to the sofa and stood in front of Josh and Zola.
"What can I do for you, sir?" she asked. "Or you, Miss? I'm very good at everything, aren't I, sir?"
"You bet, my little pet," Martin said, sliding farther down in his chair. "You two take whatever you want, she's fuckin' great at it all."
"Hmmm," said Josh as he looked the young girl over. "Lift that dress a little. Yeahhhh!"
Slowly, with the most lascivious look on her face, Kathy slid her short dress up her legs. She spread her legs a little and worked the black silk up until it was clear of her stocking tops.
Both Josh and Zola were riveted by the sight of the young girl's legs. Kathy's thighs were long and slim, leading to the most delicately curved calves and trim ankles in her high-heeled shoes.
Without having to be told, Kathy slipped the dress higher until her panties came into view.
They were tight and pussy-hugging, and Josh reached out and slid a finger over the material where it covered Kathy's cunt mound.
"Mmmmmm," he said approvingly. "Damp already."
"Shit," said Martin, "this little whore's hotter than a furnace. She'll burn your prick."
"Nice," said Josh. "Now show us your tits, my little girl."
As Kathy smiled and her face flushed even more, Dorothy knew why she had to wait. If this went on much longer she would have a clear case against Martin. The seduction of a girl as young as Kathy by older men would give her a grip on Martin he wouldn't shake for a long time. And even more money. Not that Dorothy thought in terms of blackmail, but, if the money was there, they could call it what they wanted. And she would still get to deal with Kathy afterwards. It looked like a pretty good plan. Dorothy moved closer to the door and waited.
Kathy was teasing Josh and Zola. She stood there, playing with the top button of her dress, opening it and then whimpering and closing it again.
"Oh, please, sir, I can't," she whispered. "Could you do it for me?"
To Dorothy's horror, her daughter leaned forward, bent at the waist and took Josh's hand, guiding it to the top of her dress. Josh was hot. His fingers worked the button while Zola caressed the huge cock bulge in his pants. The button came open and Kathy whimpered more as she leaned in on Josh, letting his hand slip down the front of her dress, reaching deep between her swelling tits.
"Oh, could you do the next one, please, sir?" Kathy begged.
With a grin Josh cased his hand out of her dress and undid the next button. Now Kathy's tits were exposed, protected only by a tiny, halfcup bra. Still bent at the waist, Kathy took Josh's hand and led him to the next button and the next until her dress was open to the waist.
"Oh, thank you, sir," she gasped. She stood upright, sliding the dress away from her tits, caressing them through the thin fabric of her bra. She turned to Zola. "Please Miss, could you take my bra off? I don't seem to be able to find the catch."
The bra came away and Kathy stood there, caressing her tits and sliding her dress up so that Josh and Zola could also see her panties.
"Should I take this off, sir?" she asked.
Josh could barely speak as he gazed at the wonderful young girl. He wasn't helped by the long, slow hand job his wife was doing on his cock, but he managed to speak.
"Yeah," he said.
Smiling and posing, Kathy let the dress slip down her arms. She held it for a moment and then dropped it to the carpet. She let her bra drop too, and stood there, in only her high heels, stockings and panties. Her fingers played with her prominent nipples, standing out like fresh buds from her white tit flesh.
"Do I please you, sir?" she asked.
"You will if you suck cock as well as you look," Josh gasped.
"Oh, yes, sir," whispered Kathy. She sank to her knees and slid her hands up Josh's legs to the huge bulge. Her expert fingers slid the zipper down, inch by inch, while Zola still caressed Josh's cock. "May I take your pants right off, please, sir? I can get more of your cock in my mouth that way." Josh was breathing heavily as he stared at the pair of luscious tits only inches from his face. "Yeah," he said; "Take them off."
Dorothy couldn't believe what her daughter was doing. Kathy pulled Josh's pants down with a couple of fast heaves, and then slid his shorts off as well. He sat on the sofa with a grin on his face and a hard-on that threatened to burst.
He had a big cock, eight or nine inches of thick cock meat, and Kathy gasped and drooled over it as she reached up and took it in her willing hands.
"Ohhhh, sir," she gasped. "What a lovely cock." Kathy leaned forward and kissed the swollen cockhead. "Now, now, sir, don't be impatient. I don't want you shooting before I can get it all down my throat."
Josh gave a grunt of lust and his breathing got even harder. Beside him, Zola leaned back and slid her fingers inside the hem of her panties. Slowly she rubbed her hot pussy, watching the slow licking Kathy was giving her husband.
Dorothy was getting more and more appalled as it went on. Her daughter was not only will big to fuck the man, she was taking his cock in her mouth! Slowly she swallowed the stiff cockhead, letting it fell her cheeks as she ran her tongue over the throbbing cock flesh. Then she sank it deeper, into her mouth until the massive cockhead ran into her throat and her muscles stretched to take it. For something like a minute Kathy held him there, her throat muscles swallowing and contracting around it.
"Ohhhh shit," Josh gasped. "You weren't kidding, Martin, she can suck a cock like crazy! Ooooooh, fuuuuckkkk!"
He leaned back and thrust his fuck rod at Kathy's face. She let him sink in as far as he liked while her throat pulsed around his fucker and her fingers played with his balls. She glanced across at Zola and smiled, sliding her hand up over Zola's panties, feeling the hot wet silk.
Kathy slowly slid her mouth back up Josh's fuck rod. She held him just at her lips, licking and playing with the swollen cockhead.
"Please, sir," she whispered. "Tell me exactly how you like your cock sucked. I want to please you completely."