Karen, laughing in excitement, continued apply pressure to his balls until she was certain there was nothing left. Then she let go of him and relaxed in the seat.

"Hey!" shouted Ed suddenly. "Why the fuck am I back here all by my lonesome?"

"Your turn," said Karen to Diane. "It's time for me to have a go from this guy."

"Can't you broads wait 'til we get to the motel?" asked Wade, who was still breathing heavily. "My balls are achin' like a motherfucker!"

"Softie," laughed Karen, feeling his limp prick with her fingers. "All you softies talk big, don't ya?" she teased.

"You keep talkin' that way," he replied, "you'll get your twat split apart!"

"Talk talk talk!" she replied, laughing. She looked down at his limp prick and added, "This little thing couldn't spilt apart a lemon seed!"

Diane got up and lifted herself into the back. "I'd better get outa here before somebody gets mad."

"Wait 'til I get hard again," Wade said, nodding. "Wait 'til I'm hard again before you start talkin' like that."

"That's easy enough," Karen said, licking her lips and bending over to take his limp prick into her mouth.

He started and felt his heart beginning to pump through his chest. The hot sensation of her smooth, lovely lips and mouth on his cock was too much for him. Less than a minute had passed before his prick once again stirred to life. Karen felt it growing in her mouth. She moaned and, breathing heavily, began to pump his cock eagerly.

"You ready for another squirt?" asked Diane, who was gently stroking Ed's limp prick. "I'm awfully horny."

"Goddam!" he whispered fiercely. "I ain't never seen cunts as horny as you two!"