"Fuck," someone whispered.

"Someone in there?"

Voices from outside.

Slash listened. As long as it wasn't Noreen knocking at the bathroom door, he could care fucking less.

"Fuck me more."

He twisted his wanger into her crinkled snatch. Weaseled it inward.

"More. Do me more."

Slash jammed his fingers up her ass.

"Oh, gawd. Yes."

She came in ever-increasing waves.

And then his poker was stoked. He stroked slowly, gently.

Inched his cock out until the head was barely kissing the entranceway to the cunt. Pulled it out ever so slightly more.

Then drove for the score.

He sunk his cock rudely into the vermilion flesh. Hog hanked as it rooted.

Bursts of jissom burned inside her. Cauterizing her with sperm.

"More."

The thunks of come increased to a crescendo, then began to diminish.

The last several threads of jizz fizzed in her trembling twat.

"Are you finished?"

Just with that round."

"You might wanna save some for your little honey out there."

"Really. You think she's game?"

"I saw the look of cock in her eyes. Believe me. I oughta know."

"Thanks, Desiree."

"Fuck off."

"I mean for the drinks."

"They're on the house."

"That's okay. I left the money out there on the galley counter."

"Motherfucker. Should have given it to me. It'll be gone by now."

"Do you-"

"I'm not a whore. I fuck for free or I don't luck at all."

Slash fingered his fly. Got himself all tucked in and ready to roll.

"Still need that toilet paper?" Slash said.

"Not after you licked me all out."

"I'll check to see if anyone's outside."

"Okay. Time for you to split, I think. I'll wait in here and sneak out in a couple minutes."

"Right. I better get back to my seat."