She likes the way Delbert eats her cunt, Harlan thought. That's why she's partial to the boy. That's why she let Delbert ride her ass for an hour while poor old Seth was getting blue balls. She's getting to be a might touchy for a whore. Old Cal better start taking a whip to her more often.

Ruby began jerking like a fish out of water, giggling and cooing. "Eeeeh! Delbert! Eeeeeh, I'm coming, angel!" And she was coming for sure, Harlan knew. She wasn't faking it like some of these whores he'd seen. She was coming hard, and she was loving it.

Delbert squeaked, whimpering while his skinny body shivered. Thick ropes of white cum shot out of his cock, splashing against his neck and chest, hanging from his skin like whipped-cream gobs for a few moments before splatting onto the floor like heavy raindrops. The boy pumped out half a dozen rounds of cum, then rolled away from the girl, panting like an exhausted bird dog. Cal was there immediately to dump beer on the boy's chest and dong.

"Wash yourself, boy," Cal said. "Can't have the stuff drying on your skin. Turns stiff as concrete."

As Delbert giggled and began cleaning the cum off his chest and belly, Ruby scrambled on top of him and began licking him like a mother cat licking her kitten. Her pink tongue cleaned off the cum and beer and sweat. She licked the boy until his brown frontal torso shined like polished bronze. Delbert twisted, giggling, claiming she was tickling him. Seth and Cal watched with their mouths hanging open. And Harlan smiled to himself and shook his head.

Lucky boy, Harlan thought. Goddamn lucky boy to have Ruby Adams take a shine to you.

CHAPTER TWO

Seth wondered whether this was what hell was like – the thick smoke, the swearing and fighting, the eerie reddish light that fell on everything like the glowing of coals from a fireplace grate.