Free Sleeping Lady by Cleo Peitsche Page B

shirt up and over her breasts. Her nipples hardened, and she blushed.
    Billy made a satisfied, male noise. She knew she had nice breasts, large enough that even when she was lying down, they were still full and perky enough that they didn’t just slide toward her armpits. She waited for him to gather them in his hands and taste them. 
    But instead he slid a finger in the waistband of her panties. Unbelievable. No man had ever seen her breasts and not immediately touched them. If he’d been semi-hard when she came in wearing a bathrobe, he should have a raging erection by now.
    She was dying to take a peek and see what his fully-erect cock looked like, but she didn’t dare. She needed this job.
    Billy moved from the waistband of her panties down between her legs. Somehow he had pulled the panties low enough that they allowed him enough room to run a finger gently over her sex. Georgia stopped breathing for a second.
    She hoped she wasn’t getting wet. Getting wet so quickly was one of the things that Sleeping Ladies weren’t supposed to do. But she couldn’t help it, especially with someone like Billy messing around near her pussy.
    She exhaled and turned her head a bit, just like she was having a sexy dream, like Billy had suggested. Billy’s hand stilled.
    Oh my gosh. It was so hot. And despite her best efforts, her pussy was wide awake. She could feel the heat burning down there, making her ache. But maybe if he didn’t press a finger inside her, and maybe if he didn’t move her around too much or look too closely, he’d never know that she was so turned on.
    Too bad they didn’t have a Sleeping Harlots area in the amusement park. She’d have no trouble snagging that job.
    Billy slowly pressed on her knee and opened her legs a little wider. Now she could feel the fresh air against her delicate skin. And a moment later, that wasn’t all she felt. Billy was licking very gently just above her clit.
    She stifled a moan against her arm. Apparently Billy didn’t notice because instead of reprimanding her, he licked a little lower, caressing her clit with the tip of his tongue.
    Now how on earth could she stay quiet during something like that?
    Unfortunately—or maybe fortunately for her—Billy stopped. The mattress shifted under his weight again, and a moment later, something very hard was brushing against her erect nipples. She couldn’t say for sure that it was his cock until she felt his balls, warm and heavy, come to rest on her ribs. His balls were big. He must have a gallon of jizz for her.
    The mattress squeaked a little and then that same hardness traced over her lips, so faint that she almost could have imagined it. His cock was smooth, the skin completely taut, and when he dragged the head along her lower lip, she almost grabbed him and directed him right where he wanted to go.
    “Keep your jaw nice and loose,” he whispered. “You’re doing great so far.”
    She was? That gave her motivation to keep fighting her arousal. She relaxed, and Billy very slowly pressed the head of his cock between her lips. He didn’t go any deeper than that, just moved in and out. Her lips made a soft sound, almost like a very faint kiss, every time he pulled free. It was so sexy the way he restrained himself. Of course that assumed he was as horny as she was, but even with her eyes closed, she could recognize a cock that demanded attention.
    Then he entered a little more, though still only just inside her lips. He was angling himself so that her lips, from corner to corner, were touching his cock.
    He exhaled and moved away. Now she could feel that he was trembling, too. It must have taken a lot of restraint not to plunge right into her warm, wet mouth.
    He pulled her panties all the way down her legs, but by her estimate, he wasn’t being nearly as careful as before. Then he moved one of her knees over, and his fingers stroked between her legs.
    Georgia almost slammed her legs closed, but it was too late. He knew