Although he had stopped all movement, Ann continued to suck, gobble, lick and swallow. Her throat seemed to be on fire and the only thing that could possibly put it out was more of his hot, boiling jism.

Another orgasm shot into the back of her pussy with such force that she thought she heard bells ringing. She bobbed her head up and down, lapping furiously, hungry for more sperm. She shivered with his delicious, rock-hard cock in her mouth.

"Go away," Johnny moaned.

"Hmmmm?" Ann asked, slowly coming back to reality.

The doorbell rang again, a continuous, impatient ringing.

With great reluctance, Ann scrambled from the bed to answer the door.

"Is Johnny here?" the girl asked, her expression hard as she was beautiful.

"Who wants to know?" Ann said, slightly recoiling.

"Marie," the girl answered. "His girl friend." She paused for a couple of seconds, then added, "At least he was until he met you!"

CHAPTER FIVE

If Ann had been a cat, her fur would have stood on end. The girl drilled holes with her eyes, causing Ann to step back a couple of feet. She wanted to slam the door, to flee from what would probably I be a very sticky situation. Instead, Ann smiled and gave a slight nod.

"Come on in," Ann said, stepping aside. "He's in the bedroom."

"You bitch!" the girl spat out, walking past Ann.

"Look, honey," Ann began, "I didn't hit him with a tire iron and drag him over here. And besides, I didn't even know he had a girl friend. So if you want to jump somebody's ass, I'd suggest you go some place else."

Ann's remarks caused an immediate stand-off. Marie looked at her with something bordering respect, but still heavily laced with anger. She opened her mouth to speak, but turned her head quickly when Johnny walked into the room.

"Hello, ladies," he said casually. "I see you've met."