Susan moaned beneath his hands. Her brain swirled madly. Desire and need fought for the supreme, but the facial aspects of Nadine were over crowding all things… Dear God, how she wanted him to bury his beautiful young penis inside the depths of her hungry vagina! Oh, how she needed him… wanted him… loved him!

She felt his hand trail over the softness of her belly… down the strong muscle of her hip and thigh, then over slowly to her mound… through the light patch of dark, pubic hair to the very lips of her… her cunt, taunting, feeling, tracing the thin hair-lined slit… then, slipping inside with breathtaking gentleness to find her clitoris throbbing gently in erotic delight.

She clasped her lips to his, open, and her tiny tongue shot into his mouth with all of the fire of a taunted, enraged snake. Again and again, she stabbed into his mouth while he sucked at her tiny, sweet tongue and simultaneously twitted her clitoris between thumb and forefinger… finally sliding down through her moist slit to her vaginal entrance and easing inside, teasing her urethra enroute before he buried the long finger up into the depths of her excited and hot, dilating pussy.

She gasped into his mouth and he knew he was going to fuck her! He was certain of that now! And… and holy Christ… she had wrapped her fingers around his prick through his clothes. He couldn't breathe!

"Damn!" he gasped and pressed her backwards to the couch while she struggled to keep her thighs together as they folded down onto it.

"Oh… oh, darling… darling… we mustn't. No… no… not now," she pleaded raspily, his hot breath suddenly against the soft flesh of her breasts, coming in ever increasing gasps. "Oh… oh, please, darling… we mustn't," she whimpered hotly down into his face that was kissing and sucking at her breasts, while her arms embraced his head tightly to her.