He leaned into her again, kissing her lips, her neck, sucking tenderly at her tits. Maria lay relaxed now, her soft moans happy, massaging his pulsating cockmeat with subtle movements of her inner muscles.

"Ohhhh, so good," she moaned. "Such good cock!"

Reed lifted his body and went at her again. She cried out for that third body-shattering orgasm. And this time he was right with her. His cum splattered into her cunt as her shrieks filled the air. Spurt after spurt of sticky male juice cascaded the length of his throbbing shaft to puddle in the depths of her pussy.

He kept rolling his hips to stay deep inside her before he began to get soft. Then he lay still. He nibbled at her ear and rolled onto his back, pulling her to him.

Maria rested her head on his shoulder. "Ohhh, God," she purred.

"Feel better?"

"Yes, it's good, so good fucking you!"

"Spread, Maria, darling!"

Reed and Maria looked down. Mona had awakened. She was crawling between the young girl's thighs.

"Spread your legs, dear," the woman cooed. "I want to suck my husband's delicious cum from your pussy!"

Next week, Reed Caine thought, as the slurping sounds came from between Maria's spread legs, dear Mona, you'll have a Swedish pussy and an English pussy to eat my cum out of!

His name was Lars. Trudy Swensen didn't know his last name. She rarely knew her customers last names. She didn't care, as long as they gave her a good fuck and paid her well for her pussy.

From where she stood, she could see streaks of gray through his brown hair, and his face had begun to acquire a few wrinkles. She could see that not very long ago he must have been ruggedly handsome, but he was now on the verge of losing his good looks. But several of her friends who had serviced him said that he had a fantastic cock and he paid well, even if he was a little kinky. That's all Trudy cared about.