He mumbled something, but Sue was unable to make out what he was saying. She just continued to moan loudly, squirm violently, as both his tongue and finger invaded her.

He slid his free hand up under her upraised buttocks and pressed them right up against his face, locking her to him in a lascivious wet connection of tongue and pussy. The soft, curly hair grazed tantalizingly against his cheeks.

A strange masochistic wildness had somehow taken control of her lithe body as she lay impaled between his tongue and finger, and she ground her ass in wild abandoned ecstasy hard up against the maddening probings of her steaming loins.

Nothing mattered now but the agony of the lovely swirling sensations rippling over every inch of her naked flesh. She had even forgotten the hunger pains that had gnawed at the pit of her stomach for so long. There was nothing else in the world but the feeling she was experiencing, and she writhed and twisted beneath his impalement, gasping and screaming all the lewd words that came into her tortured and anguished mind. It was as if there were no other feelings or sensation outside those this man was giving her.

"Yes, Billy. Suck me! Lick my pussy! Earn your fingers harder into me! Oh harder! Yes I Harder! It's so good, so good!”

Billy Earle worked like an avenging devil below, hearing her cries as she approached a quick climax. She was really something. Scratch the surface and, wow, a screaming she-goddess of passion. She was a hot enough little bitch, all right, he decided, through the blind ecstasy of bringing a tender young sexpot like this to orgasm, playing her like he'd play his own guitar.

He flicked his tongue faster and ground his finger with greater severity in and out of her ever expanding hot hole of an ass.

Her body worked beneath him, her thighs spasmodically opening and closing on the sides of his head. He could feel their warm resilience press tightly against his ears as she would jerk involuntarily from an extra-deep flick of his tongue in her steaming cunt.