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Half a dozen coins flipped in the air. All but Susan and Cyndi were out.

They flipped their coins again and Susan said, "You call it. I always lose when I call it."

"Okay, Sue. I should let you call it, then, but…" Cyndi's tongue made a quick circuit around her lips as she eyed the man who was idly checking out the pool cues hanging in the rack on the wall. "Even."

Sue was triumphant. "Odd! I win. See you all-later!"

She heard Cyndi mumble, "Lucky bitch! Me, I got that geek again. Every day he comes in here. What's it been, Cat, eighteen months of losing now? Christ!"

Susan quickly went to the man and said, her voice low and sexy, "You know there are a couple different types of game you can play around here."

"I heard." His eyes worked up and down her body. It was obvious he liked what he saw. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a roll of bills thick enough to choke a cow. They were all fifties. "I'm not that good a player, but I'm persistent."

"Choose your weapon, mister," Susan said, pointing to the rack on the wall. She watched as he pulled down an 18-ounce cue, expertly rolled it on the table, then carefully chalked it up. He didn't over chalk like an amateur would. Susan knew he wasn't anywhere near as bad as he hinted.

And he wasn't.

She beat him the first game by only five balls. And it was sheer luck.

Almost afraid he would leave, she started to speak.

She was cut off by the man. "Here's another five bucks. You're damn good."

"I'll just bet you are, too," she said with meaning. Their eyes locked, then she broke for the next game.

It was close, also, but he managed to beat her by one ball.

Susan looked at the score, 150-149, and said, "I hope you're better than just one ball -elsewhere."

He smiled and told her "There's one way of finding out."

She inclined her head toward the stairs and led the way. She gave her rump an extra-special wiggle as she went to make sure he was hot by the time they reached the room. She needn't have bothered. He was about ready to cream in his pants.

"Well," she said, turning to face him. "How do you want it?"

"Spread wide!"

And he grabbed her. She started to resist, thinking of the man in black.

Then she melted in his arms. The man kissed her deep and long. She felt herself responding. And then all thought of the silk-clad man was erased from her mind.

She was living for the moment. She was living for the man who was so passionately kissing her, drowning her with kisses, kissing her entire face.

Her hands roved up and down his broad back. She felt the muscles ripple as he pulled her powerfully to him. She clutched at his shoulders and tried to crush her body into his. She felt the growing bulge between his legs. There could be no doubt his cock was standing stiffly at attention. And that it was painfully imprisoned. Pushing away, she said,

"Let me."

She dropped to her knees and unzipped his fly. His cock snapped out like the blade of a switchblade knife. She licked her lips at the tasty sight in front of her face.

Then she stuffed the prick into her mouth. Her tongue raced around the rim of his dick. He moaned and laced his fingers in her hair. He began guiding her head back and forth in the motion he liked best on his prick. He managed to face-fuck her with all the passion she was able to handle.

She felt his cock slipping back and forth between her ruby lips like a piston in a slot. She knew that she could control him if she wanted. But the sensual feel of his cock between her lips was too much for her to want to give up.

Letting the cock slip and slide back and forth between her pursed lips, she began using her tongue on the underside. He groaned with pleasure as she found the triangular flap of skin just under the head of his dong.

His dick was pulsing with joy now. Every time her tongue laved along the length, it bucked and jerked with renewed lust.

She used her teeth on the sides of his cock to stimulate him to the utmost. His ass began to shake and quiver under her hands. She knew he was getting really worked up over the mouth love she was giving him.

Sucking his dick into her mouth, her cheeks went concave under the vacuum.

There was no escape for the man's cock. She held him too firmly in too many ways. Her teeth ran lightly along the sides of his pecker. That alone sent tingly flutters of delight into his balls. But she didn't think of stopping there. Her tongue roughly surged back and forth along the most sensitive area of his cock.

Still she kept up her suction on his tool. She made sure he never wanted to leave. Besides, she loved the taste of the male organ in her mouth.

The slick secretion from his dick aroused all her animal instincts. She became an animal in rut. She wanted nothing but cock – his cock. In her mouth, in her cunt, in her asshole, it didn't matter.

She wanted prick.

He pulled back and gasped out. "To the bed! I want… oh, shit, you know what I want!"

And she did. She wanted it as badly as he did. She wanted to feel his lusty cock ramming in and out of her gooey cunt. But to give up this meaty treat wasn't exactly to her liking. She couldn't have her cock and eat it, too.

Deciding wasn't easy, but when he reached down and lifted her up, she knew then that she wanted her cunt stuffed full of throbbing prick. She could always find something to put into her mouth. Anything would do.

But there was nothing like a hard, long pecker going up her twat to give her that complete-woman feeling she loved so.

She wanted to be fucked.

"Yes, yes! Fuck me! Now!"

He lifted her and dumped her on the bed. The springs squeaked and she rocked back and forth, taking the shock of landing across her shoulders.

She raised her legs and peered at him through the erotic gun sight of her legs. There was no doubt left in his mind how much she desired him.

The tiny spot on her crotch was spreading rapidly. Her cunt was oozing out a continual flow of juices-and all for him!

"You're gorgeous! And that was the best game of pool I ever played if I won you!"

"Shut up," she told him. "Come aver here and let me play with your balls."

"Just don't knock 'em around like you did on the table!"

"Don't worry. They're precious to me. And that prick of yours! I want it so bad I can taste it!"

"You have," he assured her, "You have!"

And then there was no more time for talking. They were too busy doing other things. Their mouths met and melted together. Their tongues began wiling over and over like two planes in a dogfight – but it was an erotic battle that they both won.

When he started working his mouth back along the line of the teenager's jaw, they were both breathing hard. Her tits felt like they were going to pop at any instant. She was certain he was stringing her out like this just to be cruel. But she loved it so! The feelings running wild in her body were just the medicine she needed.

When he got back to her ear, she felt a soft shudder go through her body. His tongue was ramming cock-hard into her ear. And his hot breath was sensitizing an already sensitive portion of her body. He'd found an erogenous zone that really made her wild with lust.

Her body began bucking and hunching up, finding nothing.

That would quickly remedied. Hands flew over her body, stripping useless clothing, fondling tits, stroking the slightly domed belly. And when his hands moved down into the tangled jungle of her bush, she came.

The sensations had been building up in her body too long. Sucking his cock had been a turn-on. When he was nibbling at her ear, she knew it would take a major effort on her part not to come. And finally, his hands all over her tits and crotch, that was it.

When the grip of orgasm released her, she felt something new and wonderfully different.