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"You shut up, too." Turning to Joe, he said, "Ten seconds to get the hell out of here."

"Look, I didn't mean anything. Your daughter, she…"

"You've got five seconds. And then I get mad."

The look was enough to send Joe scuttling out the door. He glanced back at Susan and winked. A little smile danced at the corners of his mouth.

His meaning was plain.

He was telling her: "See you at my place. Later."

She smiled wanly. And nodded. She wanted him. Badly. And her father was being such a drag about it. But she wasn't going to argue with him. Not while he was in such a rage. It had been a long time since she'd seen him this mad. Since he and her mother were still married, in fact.

Don watched Joe leave, then turned back to his daughter. "I ought to ship you right back to your mother. But she's still off with her boyfriend, I guess. You just watch your step, young lady, or you're going to get your bottom properly spanked."

Susan blushed at that. More from embarrassment thinking of what the man in the black silk had done to her than anything else. For a ghastly minute she thought her father knew about that, too. But then she realized he would have killed the man. With Joe, he was taking a less violent route because deep down he knew there was nothing wrong with what they'd done.

He was just feeling responsible for her. Maybe he thought he had been derelict in his duties as a father.

Whatever explanation, he was being a real drag. If this kept up, he could put a real crimp in her sex life.

"All right, Daddy. I'll watch my step."

He started to say something and then thought better of it. He reached out and grabbed Cat by the arm. He pulled her up the stairs. The woman smiled broadly and waved to Susan as she went up… The decided wink told the teenager Cat would try to intervene in her behalf in the best place possible – in Don's bed.

But it wouldn't do to have her father mad at her. Not with her cunt just begging to have cock stuffed up it again. ‹hr› Susan didn't have any trouble finding Joe's apartment. She hesitantly knocked on the door. She didn't know if she was doing the right thing or not. Her father would be furious if he caught her sneaking off to meet Joe. Especially after the way he'd publicly made it known he didn't want Joe seeing her again.

There was no way he would ever admit his daughter was going to see Joe.

Don would always twist it around the other way. Susan was certain about that.

The door opened and Joe stood there, outlined by the light within. His broad shoulders seemed even more muscular when seen in silhouette. Susan felt a familiar shiver coursing through her body.

She wanted him so bad she could taste it.

"Sue! Come on in. Or is this a kiss-off?"

"I'll kiss you," she said. And she did. For long minutes.

Finally breaking off, he said, "Hmmm, that's the kind of kiss-off I like. But is everything square with your old man again? I don't want him coming after me. He could tear me into little pieces. Or even worse, I've heard he's a crack shot. Ventilation is nice in the summer – but not when it's my body."

"Oh, don't worry about Daddy. I can handle him."

"I'd rather have you handle me."

"Really?"

"Within reason. Just keep your old man away and you can handle me all you want. On one condition."

"What's that?" she asked, fumbling at the zipper on his trousers.

"I get to handle you at the same time!"

"It's a deal!"

She managed to fumble out his cock. It was soft but slowly stiffening.

She decided to help it along. Dropping to her knees, she began kissing the limp hose. In her hands, it began hardening with surprising rapidity.

Kissing up and down the length, she began lightly nipping at the loose folds of flesh: when the cock was almost entirely rigid, she thrust the very tip into her mouth and sucked.

For one horrifying second, Joe thought she was going to suck his guts out through the tip of his pecker.

"Damn, but you can suck!" he cried. "Let up a second – oh, wow!"

She kept sucking but changed her style a little. She pulled in the entire glans. Inside her mouth, she was able to give it the full benefit of her agile tongue. Rolling around the rim, she gave him surge after exciting surge of enjoyment.

It blasted down the length of his cock and tightened up his balls. The little sac containing his nuts collapsed into a tiny sphere. His load of jizz had been replenished. And it was beginning to feel like he had a runaway boiler trapped under his cock again. She was bringing him to a quick boil with her mouth.

Her tongue traced around the edge of his cockhead. Each feathery touch was like having a live wire rammed into his flesh. The tingles grew in intensity until he was constantly moaning.

Then she began sucking more of his cock into her mouth. Inch by inch, his red pecker vanished from sight. The rubbery tip of his cock bounced off the top of her mouth. With a convulsive gulp, she managed to swallow all nine inches of his cock.

Every time she swallowed, her throat muscles worked against the sensitive underside of his cock. He was barely able to keep from coming.

His hips were struggling to keep still. He didn't want to begin ramming any deeper into her face.

Not with all nine inches buried in her throat.

She gently pushed his cock from her mouth using her tongue. At first, it was a sensual cradle for his prick. Then it became a teasing, tormenting probe lightly touching first here, then there. His entire cock pulsed in excitement.

"Sue, umm, wow! Susan! Let's go into the bedroom. I… I want to eat you out!"

His hands reached down and looped under her arms. He lifted her.

Reluctantly she abandoned her post at his cock. But the promise of being eaten out was too much to resist.

Together, they went into the bedroom. And there they slowly undressed each other. Much kissing and fondling later, they were stretched out on the bed, laying flat on his back, her crouching over his face.

In this position, he could reach up and sample the delicacies of her cunt. And she could bend forward and take his dork into her mouth and suck. They were both happy.

And they both vividly went after the object of their hunger.

The girl felt his tongue spear out and into her cunt without any preliminaries. And she loved it!

The way he was eating her out, she knew she might come at any instant.

So she leaned forward, hunkered down so that her crotch would be comfortably available for the man's attentions, and then began sucking on his turgid cock again.

The pecker looked so lonesome, she just had to stuff it into her mouth.

The male taste of it turned her on in a big way. She could barely keep from sucking it out by its roots. Her tongue laved it with long, lapping caresses. And her teeth lightly nipped at it. She didn't want to hurt him. This was just one more way of getting him really hot in a short lime.

"Umm, yeah, baby, suck!" he cried.

She let his cock slip free from her ruby lips and called down to him,

"Shut up and keep eating!"

"Your wish is my command!"

She groaned as his tongue shot back up her twat. She could feel it rummaging around inside her cunt. He was slurping up every single drop of love juice he could find. Starting at the back part of the split vee of her cunt lips, he carefully worked forward. She knew it every time his tongue leaped out and sucked up another droplet of her lubricant.

He parted her lips with his rough, wet tongue. Running along just underneath the edge of the labia he sent shivers racing up her spine.

Her ass began to twitch in response to his erotic mouthing. Her entire body started to come alive to his mouth-love.

When he reached her clit, she was sure she would lose her mind. He sucked the tiny pillar into his mouth. Then he gently nibbled away with his teeth. The hardness contrasted sharply with the roughness of his tongue. And the soft caresses of his lips made her all weak and watery inside.