Raymond got his vocal cords working.

"Yes – suck it," he growled.

"Well – maybe," she said.

She leaned closer and folded her fist around the large stalk. She pulled it slowly up and down.

The foreskin folded against the ledge of the knob, then dragged back so that the head flared out, purple and throbbing.

"It does look awfully tasty," she sighed.

"You know damn well what it tastes like," he said.

"Ummm – that's why I'm hungry for it."

Her tongue pushed out, not quite touching him, fluttering just under his pounding knob.

"Drooling for it," she added.

A dreamy expression had come over her face now as she contemplated that meaty feast.

She had decided to suck him off. When she had first arrived she had intended to get fucked right away, but the sight of his massive cock had made her so ravenous that she changed her mind. She knew from delicious experience that Raymond was good for more than one climax and that she could get all the fucking she wanted after she had gobbled a mouthful. It was a situation that suited her very nicely, for Margie loved sucking cocks almost as much as she loved getting screwed, and a man who was good for only one orgasm would not have suited her at all.

She gave him an innocent and demure look – but the glow in her hazel eyes gave the lie to that expression.

"Will you come in my mouth?" she asked, as if she were begging him for a favor.

"Yes," he rasped.

"Oooooh! Will you fill my mouth with a load of hot, thick jism?"

Raymond's cock nodded in response.