He looked at her for a second, unzipped his fly, and dropped his pants to the green. His shorts were off in a second and he stood there before her with a hard-on as big as a baseball bat.

"Now what?" he asked.

"Come here and lie down," she said, motioning for him to lie next to her on the grass. He lay down, and she began licking his belly and all the sensitive flesh along his sides, and over his thighs. He shivered and felt fingers of aching pleasure clawing inside his balls.

Her tongue licked him and worked over him eagerly, and she felt fiery trembles of ecstasy herself as she tasted his hot flesh and ran her tongue through his curly little cock hairs.

Then she reached his balls, and she took one of them right inside her mouth, sucking it softly, and playing her fingers over his loins at the same time.

Her hand went to his cock, grasped hold of it, filling her fingers with its rubbery, resilient meat, and squeezed it tightly.

Susan's tongue was licking over one nut, completely inside her mouth. He felt the warmth surging all through his loins as she teased him.

After a while, she could wait no longer, her passion rising to a fever, her temples pounding, her breath coming in short gasps.

She licked her way up over his balls, to the base of his cock in circles, around and around that throbbing shaft, all the way from the bottom to the top. Then she circled that little ridge at the base of his cockhead, tingling him with the tip of her rigid tongue.

When she licked over those sweet cheeks on the underside of his cockhead, he felt a tingling sensation pierce through his shaft and he cried out in agonized rapture.

"Ohhh, God, Susan! Ohh, that feels fantastic!"

His words soared through her brain, and she knew there was no turning back for her now. She wanted to give him the ultimate pleasure.