The beautiful blonde continued jumping on his cock until she went rigid. Her golden skin had turned red. The muscles in her arms strained against his neck, nearly choking him. Her mouth fell open and a thick gush of air escaped her throat. She screamed once, two times. The muscles in her hot cunt closed around his joint like a vise. He felt her heart thump. She screamed once again. Suddenly his cock and balls were saturated with thick, hot jism.

Lou carried her over to the bed and let her fall. She fell on her back, writhing and panting. Lou lay beside her. His prick was still hard, but he knew there was no hurry. A broad like Sheila needs a fuck every twenty minutes, he thought. Then he smiled. It was going to be a fantastic evening!

A few moments later, someone knocked on the door.

"Who's that?" asked Sheila, reaching for her clothes.

"Don't bother," replied Lou. "It's prob'ly Neil and Robbie. They're my friends." He got up and went to the door. Two men, about the same age as Lou, came in and stood eyeing Sheila as though in a trance.

She flushed. Then she smiled at them, knowing damned well that she loved attention.

"Christ," whispered the small, good-looking guy next to Lou. "Where the hell did'ja find such a great piece of pussy?"

"Just lucky," laughed Lou.

The other guy was much taller than Lou. He had red hair and a neatly-trimmed beard. He was already fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. "I hope she's good enough to share," he said, taking off his shirt and exposing a hairy, well-muscled chest.

"She's the best, Neil," replied Lou. "There's none better in a million years!"

"Christ," whispered Robbie. "What a great piece of blonde snatch!"

Neil picked her up easily. Sheila wrapped her legs around his waist and reached beneath them to position his cock between her pink pussy-lips.