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Cat's eyes moved up and down the teenager's slim, svelte body and she said, "That's an understatement. Four years old, indeed. Not and fucking like a rabbit. But cool it, you know? Don't make Don too suspicious or he might decide to boot the lot of us out."

"I wouldn't let him do that!"

"Don's a pretty hard-nosed character at times. And something tells me he can be mighty protective of his only girl child. Dig?"

"Yeah, Cat. I understand. But it's so silly."

She was interrupted by a familiar voice saying, "How about a game, Sue?

A five-dollar one?"

She turned and saw Joe standing there. He had dressed up for the occasion. And the way his muscles flexed under the knit shirt, she was almost ready to rape him then and there when another voice spoke.

"Like I said, better cool it for a while. Don's got a mean disposition, don't forget."

"All right, Cat. You warned me. But I'm a big girl now. And this big girl's got the hots for a very big boy, if you know what I mean."

"I know, honey, I know. Have fun." And Cat walked off, a new customer in her sights.

"Well, how about it, Sue?" asked Joe, obviously thinking of much more than a simple game of pool.

"Sure. Pick your weapon."

"I've already got a dandy one."

"Yeah," she said, eyeing his crotch. "I can see you have. And it's a big one, too. Real big. I remember. But l was thinking of making you earn your keep this time around. Last game was all too easy for you to win.

I've been practicing."

"I don't remember you needing any practice."

"I meant pool."

"I was thinking of something else."

"I know you were," she smiled. "Let's get going. Don wants to make a little money off this. Five dollars on the line, tiger. And you get to break."

"Spoilsport."

"Wait and see," Susan said meaningfully.

The game was long and both of them played every ball the best they could. Even so, Joe managed to beat the teenager by twenty balls. He laughed as he put his cue stick back into the wall rack. "That was a tough game. You have improved."

"So have you. In more than one game, I hope."

"I didn't hear any complaints last time around. You're not going to turn fussy on me now, are you?"

"I doubt it. Unless you really take me for granted. I don't think I could stand for that."

"Take you for granted? Not likely!" His eyes were taking in the girl's trim figure. There was no way in hell he could ever take Susan for granted.

Her figure was nothing less than perfect. Her tits impudently pressed out against her thin blouse. And they were just the right size. A little bigger than apples, they were as firmly fleshed. He wasn't much of a tit man – but he certainly never missed taking in a nice pair when they came by.

He certainly couldn't miss Susan's. They were superb.

But it was the rest of the package that turned him on the most. Her trim waist flared out into very womanly hips. And the curve of her ass was enough to give him a hard-on just looking at it. Her jeans were very well filled by her ass. He wanted nothing more than to stuff his fat cock between those slabs of asscheek and fuck away. He wondered what it would feel like being surrounded by so much ass.

But this still wasn't all the attraction he had for the girl. Her legs were tightly sheathed in the denim material. But he knew from experience that they were slender and perfectly tapered. And they went up into such delicious thighs. Soft, creamy smooth and framing the triangle of lustrous fur just above her snatch.

That was where it was at with this chick.

Her pussy was so tight he would have thought it was a virgin cunt except for all the tricks she knew. She could really please a man. Her muscles were well trained and could grip down on his prick like a hand gloved in the softest velvet.

The entire package of lithe, slender woman was the turn-on for him.

And then he felt the boner in his pants start to hurt. Thinking about how great a lay Susan was wasn't doing him any good. He had to get into the saddle and ride this filly. There was no substitute for actually fucking her until there was nothing left in his balls.

"Let's go." he said.

"Sure, if you think you've ogled me enough." She was aware of the thoughts going through his head. And she was secretly pleased. She enjoyed being attractive to attractive men. It made her feel even sexier.

They quickly went up the stairs and found an empty room. Susan thought, from the number of rooms occupied, that the girls were either very horny today or were playing sloppy pool.

As the door clicked shut, Susan spun around and dropped to her knees.

Her fingers fumbled out the rigid cock. She held it like some precious work of art. She felt it shivering at her light touch. There was nothing in the world she wanted more at that moment than to have this cock ramming hard and fast up her cunt. She wanted him to fuck her more than anything else.

But she wanted him to feel he was getting something special. She didn't want Joe to feel cheated. Any chick could flop on her back, spread her legs and say, "Fuck away, guy. I'm yours!"

She wanted to make sure he appreciated everything about her. Not just her tight pussy. Not just her willingness to ball with him. There had to be a lot more to keep him coming back for more – and more and more!

"Umm, wow! That mouth of yours! You sure, ummm, know how to use it!"

She had popped the tasty morsel into her mouth and was sucking for all she was worth. Her hair flopped in wild disarray as her head moved back and forth. She was working slowly down the nine-inch prong of solid manmeat. When her nose burrowed in his bush, the entire cock was down her throat.

She had learned a lot. She didn't gag. There was a trick to it – she was no Linda Lovelace but she had figured out how to eat cock. And she did it wonderfully well.

The man had no complaints at all.

Her withdrawal let his cock slowly slip from her mouth. Her lips were puckered up into an "O" shape that perfectly conformed to his diameter.

Each section of his cock received tender loving care as it left her mouth. She let her tongue glide under the rim of his dick as it finally came free from her lips. She licked her lips with just the tip of her tongue and started to put the tasty rod back into her mouth when she heard the man protest.

"Wait a second! That's great – marvellous! But that's not where I want to stick my cock. You know what I mean? I want to fuck you royally.

That's the only way a princess should get it, you know?"

She felt a surge of joy. He wanted her as badly as she did him. She looked up, her eyes soft and slightly gazed with lust.

"Okay, tiger. Whatever you say. Undress me."

While he was struggling with her clothes, she was stripping him down for action. She finished a little head of him although he didn't have as much to get off her. She was wearing only a thin blouse, her jeans and a pair of bikini briefs.

But the time didn't matter. The sensual feel of hands moving across bare skin was what counted the most. And they were both ultra-hot and ready for anything by the time they tumbled into bed.

Their mouths locked together in a scorching kiss. Their passions were running full stride now. They were wrapped in each other's arms, rolling over and over.

She loved the way his tongue carefully explored her mouth. Then their tongues tangled in an erotic knot. He tried pushing her tongue entirely into her mouth. She resisted, slipping off to one side. He sucked her tongue into his mouth and gently trapped it between his teeth.

He tantalized her to the utmost. The tip of her agile tongue was being stroked and teased by his. And when he started sucking, she ground her body firmly against him. She wanted more, ever so much more!