All the time she was speaking, Susie was slipping into her skirt and T-shirt and stepping into her sandals. The men watched her in a daze. She really would have liked to suck them up into erection again, but she knew that their cocks and balls were completely depleted, and it might take forever. She still had time for other adventures before she had to be home, and she didn't want to waste the time. She carefully knelt beside them and gave each of their cocks a big kiss, before jumping to her feet and slipping out the back door. She left the panties behind. One of the men might want them for a souvenir, and besides, she did not want to be bothered by them just yet. She would come back tomorrow and suck Pop off in exchange for another pair.

Susie felt wonderfully alive and exhilarated. Life was so good to her, planting hard horny pricks in her path no matter where she went. She had had a lovely visit with Pop, and she had been totally filled with cock and with come. It had been lovely, but she was still ready for more. And home was still blocks away.

CHAPTER THREE

Susie whistled gaily as she walked down the street. Her hips swung in an instinctive fucking rhythm that no man could ignore. Many of those who turned to follow her tantalizing ass were rewarded with a glimpse of gleaming white flesh as her short skirt was caught by a passing breeze.

The aftertaste of come was still strong in her mouth and Susie relished it. But the male juices she had swallowed had only satisfied one very special kind of thirst; all her activity had generated another. So, when she passed the Deluxe Luncheonette and old Mrs. Vlastos waved to her through the window, Susie decided to stop for a soft drink. She hadn't been in the restaurant for a long time and wanted to say hello to the elderly Greek couple who ran it.

"Hi, Mrs. Vlastos! Hi, Mr. Vlastos! How are you?"