Elly May Becomes A Lady | By : Inishfree Category: 1 through F > The Beverly Hillbillies Views: 4702 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Very obediently, Elly May drops to her knees and pulls down my pants and shorts. She tenderly begins sucking my cock and massaging my balls.
Afraid of getting another spanking, she concerns herself with getting my cock down her throat. After a few minutes her throat opens up, and my 8” of hard, throbbing cock is going farther and farther down. By the time she has it all the way in, Elly looks up with her beautiful big blue eyes. The tears have gone and her eyes brighten up. She realizes that she is doing what I want and she can see the look of ecstasy on my face. With almost childlike glee, she enthusiastically bobs her head up and down my cock. Feeling ready to burst, I grab the back of her head and shove her nose, hard into my pubic hair. As I blow huge bursts of cum into her throat, Elly May swallows like there is no tomorrow. She has both hands squeezing my balls for every last drop. Pulling her head off my cock, she looks up and says, “Thank you for everything ya do for me. I promise to be good and do things just like ya tell me to do. I’ll do anything to keep from gettin’ another whupping like that.” During the next two weeks, I never have to spank Elly May in that manner again. Though she does seem to point out her mistakes sometimes and suggests that I give her a firm hand spanking, over my knee. She even suggests that we both be naked when I spank her. Every time I spank her now, she quickly gets on her knees after and gives me a terrific blowjob, out of appreciation. It has now been just over three weeks that Elly May has been living with me. This one day, I have been out on business calls until early evening. I get home just after 5pm and walk through the front door. “Mr. Mike,” says Elly, as she bursts from the kitchen, “I’ve missed ya so much today.” She is wearing a new outfit today. She has on a white pleated skirt and yellow tube top. As she runs from the kitchen, her tits are almost bouncing out of the tube top. Her ass cheeks are barely showing from below her little skirt. She runs up to me and gives me a big hug and kiss. “I’m getting vittles ready right now. Why don’t ya come and relax in the family room. I’ll get ya a cold beer and ya watch some television.” We both walk around the corner while I sit on the couch and take off my shoes. Elly May comes happily into the room with a beer and places it on the table. She moves to the TV and turns it on. She bends over while changing the channels. “Do ya see anything ya like?” she asks. All I can see is that Elly May has decided not to wear any panties today. She clearly sees where I’m looking as I respond, “I like what I’m looking at right now.” Elly giggles saying, “Ya’ll being naughty,” as she prances back into the kitchen to prepare food for dinner. After I finish my beer, I walk to the kitchen to throw away the bottle. Elly May is at the sink cleaning vegetables. I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her tiny waist. Hugging her, I ask, “I sure have liked you being here. Have you enjoyed it too?” She nods yes, “I’ve like being here a whole lot, Mr. Mike.” I start to rub her taunt stomach and waist while I hold her tight. My hands move up to her breasts as I massage them. Her tube top soon can’t conceal her stiff hardening nipples. “Your hard nipples tell me you like it here more than you’re saying, Nasty Girl.” Elly snaps back, “I’m not a nasty girl, I’m a good girl.” I’ve now pulled her tube top down and I’m groping her tits all over. My right hand slides down to her pussy and reaches under her skirt. “Only nasty girls don’t wear panties. Now tell me you’re a nasty girl.” I start to rub her pussy faster. Her clit is getting harder and I am giving it quite a workout. “Are you sure you’re not a nasty girl? If you’re not, I can stop doing this,” I say teasing her. “Oh yes, Mr. Mike,” she moans, “I’m a nasty girl. I’m a real nasty girl.” As Elly May is getting hotter and hotter, I tell her, “Do you know what you need, nasty girl?” Elly moans again, “Unh, uh.” Still furiously rubbing her swollen clit, I answer, “A good ass fucking. That’s what you need, nasty girl.”While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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