At the same time, she rode Taylor's mouth. She got excited and ground her pussy hard against his face.

He made her come with his mouth. She shivered and her eyes shut and her mouth opened and she gasped and groaned.

She sat on his face and squeezed his head, smothering him in fresh pussy.

He came inside me, at last. Since it was his third time, he was only good for a few drops or so, which were squeezed from his cock.

But just because he didn't shoot like a firehose, don't think that it wasn't super-intense for him.

That last orgasm just about wasted him. When he stopped shaking and gasping, he lay there on the bed like he'd been flattened like a steamroller.

Beverly rubbed the back of her hand against her eyes, wiping off the sweat. She gave her head a toss, clearing the hair off her wet face.

She rose off Taylor's face. His spit was white and bubbly on her bush, which was soaked with the stuff. Her pussy lips were dark and dripping.

Her pussy lips were spread on his mouth, and I caught a glimpse of the slippery membranes before the pussy lips closed.

I started to get off him, too, but he wanted me to stay there for a while longer. So I sat up straight with his cock inside me.

Beverly climbed off his face and sat on the edge of the bed. She let her head rest on top of her thighs, with hair falling over her face.

After a while, Taylor softened up inside me, and had me get off him.

Beverly did some scenes and sessions with me, for customers with special tastes, but that was generally at the beginning.

After more girls were added to the stable, Beverly didn't join in. She said that she should either supervise or turn tricks herself, but that it would be foolish for her to do both, since she would be, ah, spreading herself too thin.

I thought that it would be hard for her to recruit more girls, even though we really needed them, with business booming.