“Ooohhhh,” I couldn’t help but moan in anticipation. My pussy was clenching at the thought of his tongue between my legs. I could hardly wait.

He lowered himself so his head was between my legs and began lapping at the tender flesh of my inner thighs. Then, he flicked his tongue lightly along my folds.

“Open wider, babe. I want full access.”

Firmly, but gently pushing my thighs farther apart, he buried his head between my legs, nibbling, licking, lapping and sucking every inch.

“Mhhhmmmmoooooooo.” I must have sounded like a cow, but I couldn’t help groaning. His tongue felt so fucking good.

“Oh yeah, fuck Libby, you’re so sweet…so fucking tasty.”

Thank God he found me tasty. I couldn’t get enough of this. His chin rubbed against my flesh, adding a little roughness as his nose pressed deep into me, nuzzling my slit. I could hear him inhaling my scent as he nibbled and licked, his greedy tongue lapping every crevice. I spread my legs even wider, I wanted to savor every bit of this hot, wet sensation.

“Oh, babe…” his voice was deep and guttural.

I could hardly breathe. “Don’t stop…please don’t stop.” My thighs were quivering and my pussy was dripping. I clawed at the felt on the pool table, but there is nothing to grab on to, and I dug my nails into it as much as I could. I felt like I was going to scream…and then I couldn’t hold back. My body erupted as my orgasm rolled through me, one spasm following another, and my cries punctured the air.

“Does that feel good, babe?”

He was standing over the pool table looking down at me. His mouth was sticky with my juices and he was licking every drop from his lips, savoring it as he talked.

Yes…oh God yes,” I whimpered. I could hardly speak.

“I hope so, because I love sucking your pussy. I could lick you all night long...”

A shiver ran through my body as I imagined his ravenous tongue sucking me for hours. He reached over and fondled one of my breasts, rolling the tight, hardened nipple between his fingers.

“…when I’m not sucking on these delicious, perky tits of yours.”

I exhale deeply as more tremors ran through me. I needed a few seconds to decompress, so I tried to pull my legs back together, but Justin had other ideas, moving his hands back down to my thighs and pushing them firmly apart.

“Are you ready to come again, babe, because I’m not done feasting yet?”

I was still trying to regain my senses from my orgasm, but I could see the animal hunger in his eyes.

“I want to make you come again. You don’t mind do you?”

“Ohhhhh…” My legs were still quivering.

Without waiting for an answer, he started to move back down between my legs, but I reached towards him. “I want to suck your cock, Justin,” I managed to whisper. The thought of not tasting all the deliciousness between his legs would be a shame.

“I’m not going to argue with that.” He grinned as he helped me to a kneeling position on the pool table and moved so he was standing right next to the it.

I reach out, placing my hand around his shaft. It was rock hard, long and thick. “Whoa…” Even though I’d already seen it, it was still a shock to feel the girth of it. I stroked the length of it, cupping his tight balls. I scooched my knees back so my elbows were near the edge of the table and I could lean on one arm while I handled his dick with the other.

“Oh yeah, babe.” He put his hands on top of my head and pulled me towards his yummy cock.

As my mouth enveloped it, I started to feel like I might choke. He was massive. But I went slowly, licking up and down the savory root, swirling around his mushroom head like it was a creamsicle. I was taking time to savor every inch.

“Libby, God…” His breathing was deep, his words guttural. “You suck my cook so good. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

As I stroked and licked rhythmically, swallowing as much of his dick as I could, he reached over to fondle my breasts, which were bobbing along with me. I was sure every part of me was bouncing along with my tits; my thighs, my muffin top, that jiggle in my upper arms…and I just didn’t care.

“Shit, you’re going to make me blow my load, but I need to fuck you first.”

He pulled his dick away from my mouth and moved me so I was facing him. I balanced on one elbow, my pussy on the edge of the wood as he lifted one of my legs over his shoulder, put his knee up on the table, and pushed his throbbing cock deep into me.

“Oh my God!” I squealed. The shock of his thick dick…it was insane…insanely good. And the angle—he was hitting the perfect spot, and deeper than I ever thought possible. I feel like I was going to come again.

“Yeah, oh yeah…” His grunts were deep, guttural, and animalistic. He thrust over and over. “God, I love fucking you!”

“Yesssss, fuck me…please fuck me!” I screamed.

And just when I didn’t think it could get any better, he lifted my legs and moved me so I was flat on my back, my legs wide open, and thrust his dick hard into my pussy over and over, again and again. My body was shaking and I was so ready to explode again.

“I’m going to come!” he rumbled.

As I felt his creamy sperm ooze into me and trickle down my thighs, I couldn’t hold back. I was coming too.

And as we came together, he lifted my head towards him and leaned down, sinking his teeth deep into my neck. The pain was incredible, so intense, yet at the same time, the burning sting felt so deliciously good.

“I’ve marked you, Libby. You are mine…now and forever!”