"When I'm finished with this big dick of yours, I'll let you know," Susan answered with a laugh. "And let me tell you, you little bull, it won't be for quite a while!"

She stood up suddenly and undressed, watching with amusement his expression. It was more than obvious from the way his prick was gently slapping his belly that he was getting excited again.

"You like my body?" she asked, knowing that he did. She was almost thirty, but she had taken care of herself, and anyway, she had all the natural endowments – firm large tits, shapely legs, a flat belly, shoulder-length red hair, and eyes as green as a fir tree.

"You're beautiful!" Mike said. "I never knew you were… so beautiful!"

"Come here," Susan whispered, standing with her legs spread apart. "Get to know my body."

Mike walked over and stood before her, his heart pounding in his throat. Slowly he reached out and touched the taut nipples that throbbed on the tips of her breasts. Then, leaning forward, he pulled them between his lips and bit gently. He felt Susan flinch, then her hands on his shoulders, working her fingers into his muscles.

"Lick me," she whispered, her head thrown back. "God, lick me all over!"

Mike washed and sucked her tits for a long while, until he could take the torture no longer. He knelt, licking downward, leaving a glistening trail of spit across her belly into her reddish-blonde patch of soft cunthair.

"Your pussy…" he said. "So… fucking little!"

"Eat me," Susan murmured, placing her hands on his wide shoulders. "Stick your tongue in and fuck me with it!" Mike had exactly that in mind, but first he just wanted to look at it, to smell the perfumed juices.

He placed his thumbs on either side of her tiny cunt-crack and gently pulled them apart. Her cunt was juicy and pink, almost like a steak, filmed with a slick coating of opaque fluid. Her small clit was nestled just at the top of the crack, partially bidden by the loose folds of skin, throbbing just like her nipples. He stuck his tongue out and touched it, making it swell.