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She could feel the contours of the lovely prick inside her. The broad arrowhead of his prick spread her delicate inner tissues to the breaking point. He was not only long, he was thick.

The girth of his cock was making her faint. She'd thought it was only in the cheap gothics that the heroine could faint from getting screwed. Now she knew better. She was weak and watery in the knees. Her arms would barely support her.

She collapsed and rested her head on crossed arms. The sweat was pouring from her forehead. That cock in her twat was too much for any woman – and she sure as hell wasn't going to share it with anyone! She was going to enjoy as much of it as she could. Wiggling her pert ass ground the cock even farther up her cunt.

Her entire body felt like a string stretched out and ready to be plucked. And when it finally began to vibrate, it would sing the sweetest song ever – the song of a well-fucked woman!

He started pulling his cock out of her clutching cunt. She didn't want him to do that. Tensing her muscles even more, she tried to stop him.

She was greedy. She never wanted that cock to leave her hot cunt.

But her own body betrayed her. She was oozing out a fantastic amount of love juice. The slippery cunt juice let his prong move slowly back down the channel it had originally surged up.

There was an obscene smacking noise as he pulled his dick free. And she felt the incredible emptiness return. Her cunt was empty. Her poor little pussy was being neglected. But before she could complain, she felt the head of his cock pressing apart her pussy lips again. The plum-tipped end of his cock worked its way back into her cunt.

And this time, he didn't race up her snatch. It was a slow entry. It made every nerve in her body come fully alive. She was shaking as if she were having a fit by the time he was buried balls deep up her cunt again.

And this time, he didn't linger. He immediately began pulling out. She used her muscles to stop him. He grunted. She secretly reveled in the knowledge that her tight, hot cunt must be giving him at least as much pleasure as his cock was giving her. But again, she couldn't hold him inside her very long.

He slipped out amid another flood of cunt juice.

She found her voice. Begging, she said, "Hard! Deep! I need it hard and deep. Give it to me as fast as you can, oohhhh! Ummmm, yesss!"

He had picked up the tempo of his fucking. But he was adding a lot of other things to it. Not content with just cramming his pecker into her hot slot, he was massaging her back muscles. He was tracing out each and every bone in her spine. Each touch was like a live wire. Her back arched as she purred like a contented cat being scratched. And this drove her ass back into his groin.

His cock went even deeper up her velvety twat.

"That what you… want?" he muttered. She could tell he was having a hard time controlling himself. She could feel his cock expanding inside her juicy quim. It was pulling her inner membranes in all directions.

And she was certain that meant he was going to blow his wad at any instant.

She didn't want that. She wanted him to really fuck her. She wanted to feel the burning friction of his cock all along her cunt walls. She had to have her loins exploding with pleasure.

She had to!

"All the way! Stick it in all the waaaaaay! Ohhh, unnngghhh!"

No longer able to restrain himself, the man started fucking the gorgeous young girl. Faster and faster, he drove his hips forward. He became a piston. His flesh burned. He felt the clutching walls of the cunt begin to lose some of the frothy lubrication as the friction between his cock and her pussy walls built.

Soon, he lost all track of what was happening. His entire world was the joy hole he was so avidly fucking. He felt the tip of his cock turn warmer. The warmth slowly worked back until his entire length was on fire. The gripping little pussy he was fucking added to the heat. He might as well have been shoving his cock into a blast furnace.

When the surging heat made his balls, he erupted like a volcano. His hot jism splattered out and all over the pussy walls surrounding his prick.

The touch of his white-hot cream was all that was needed to ignite the teenager's climax. She felt the liquid goo all over her twat. And the driving, hard cock continued fucking all the while it was spewing out its load.

She came.

Shrieking, she bucked and humped her ass back into his groin. She tried to take as much of him into her as possible. Her hips shook from side to side. Her entire body was caught up in the fucking frenzy.

Together, they rammed together. His cock seemed to be made solely for her twat. They wore made for one another. And they rocked together until their passions were sated.

Exhausted, Susan collapsed forward onto the floor. Her entire body felt limp, fulfilled.

She said, not bothering to look back at Joe, "That was marvelous. You've got the biggest cock I ever saw! And when it's in me! I can't begin to tell you how it excites me!"

"You're not so bad yourself. Your little pussy is tighter and hotter than any I've ever found!"

"You mean that?" she asked, excited. Having this powerful man think she was a good fuck was about the most important thing in the eighteen year-old's world at the moment.

"Damn straight, I do. And you know something?"

"No, what?"

"I hope to hell you never learn to play pool!"

"Do you think he'd do anything to me?" Susan asked anxiously. She wasn't certain whether she should tell her father about her amorous adventures with Joe or not. She wasn't certain he would approve of her being "one of the girls" around the pool hall.

Cat stretched languorously as she said, "I think it would be damn silly to tell him. What he doesn't know, won't hurt him. Besides, I think it's funny putting one over on him."

She chuckled to herself. She was Don's girl, as much as she was anyone's chick. But having his daughter out hustling along with the rest of the girls wouldn't please him. She knew Don as well as anyone could. And she obviously knew what he'd do better than his own daughter.

If he even suspected she was out with the paying customers, he'd beat the tar out of her. He'd beat her bottom until it was a cherry red, then really light into her.

No, Cat decided, it was better not to let the old man know. Let him worry about rent and bills and taxes. There were more important things for him to do than worry about his daughter who was obviously able to take care of herself.

Joe hadn't looked so satisfied since the time he'd beat Cat at pool.

That, in the raven-haired woman's mind, was a high recommendation for Susan. She was obviously a real man-pleaser – Joe was a real man.

"We'll let the other girls know that it shouldn't get out you're out there on the floor looking for some action. I think they'll go along with us. Why the hell not? It's nothing to them."

"Well, don't you think they'll worry about me cutting in on their action?"

"Honey, the day you could cut in on any of their action's the day they collect their Social Security checks. Those chicks are rough. They may look all soft and cuddly but they've got six-inch fangs when they feel like it. They pick and choose who they want to ball. And you sure as hell ain't going to cut in on any of their action. Not unless they want you to. Dig?"

"Sure. I guess so. I'm the wet-behind-the-ears kid. Is that it?"

"Well, that's not the best place for a good-looker like you to be wet. I can think of lots better places, in fact." Cat looked significantly at the crotch of Susan's tight jeans. They were still damp from her bout with Joe. It would be some time before she could think of him and not get damp in the pussy all over again!