"Oh, Jimmy!" Sharon sobbed, her fingers digging into the bedspread. "You're doing it, too! I can feel it – you're coming – like me! Golly, golly – I can feel you coming in me, Jimmy! Oooooh, I love it!"

Jimmy slumped, his weight pressing down on her, his breath burning her neck, her tits smashing against him. Sharon lowered her legs slowly, feeling weak. She breathed heavily. Jimmy rested between his sister's thighs. Sharon wrapped her arms around him tightly, then her legs.

"That was good, huh, Jimmy?"

"I sure didn't know it would feel that good," he said, lifting his face and looking down at her. His eyes were filled with awe. "You know what we done, Sharon?"

"Of course I do, silly," she giggled. "We fucked, that's what we done. You just fucked me – right in the cunt!"

"Right in your cunt!" he laughed, lifting free of her. His cock drooped, wet with the juices. "We fucked good, too."

"I bet it was the best fuck in the world, Jimmy."

Sharon sat up, drawing her feet beneath her ass.

"I bet nobody ever fucked like we did."

"Aw, come on," Jimmy said. "Everybody fucks, Sharon."

"Sure, I know that," she replied. "But this was me. This was us, Jimmy. And I don't care what you say about anybody else, it was the best fuck in the whole wide world! And I wanna fuck again and again! I wanna fuck all the time. Don't you?"

"You just give me a minute, Sharon," he bragged with youthful pride. "I'll fuck you again."

CHAPTER THREE

Kathy met Jack in the nearby cafe.

She noticed he had cleaned up and wore a pair of khaki pants with a checkered Western-type shirt, the sleeves rolled up.

She drew the eyes of the few men sitting around, some with coffee, some with frosted bottles of beer. Jack was sitting at the lunch counter, watching her with unconcealed admiration.

"Bad news," Jack said as she sat beside him.