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CHAPTER TWO

Fuck, Christine Yeager thought while she stood at the kitchen window and watched Will Morgan go into the ramshackle barn with Opal Tucker. Morning, noon and night, all her boss ever wanted to do was fuck.

The slender and extremely small breasted Chris envied Will Morgan's zest for lust. Opal Tucker's, too. Chris wished she could be as passionate as them, but miracles only seemed to happen to other people, not her.

Sadness touched her face when she remembered the rodeo rider who had taken her cherry when she was fourteen. She had received no pleasure from his cock. He popped his nuts; she didn't. Now she was nineteen, and she still had her first come to get.

Taking a stiff prick in her cunt did nothing for Chris. Every time Will Morgan pushed his colossal cock between the dry lips of her pussy she faked passion. She pumped her slender hips and wiggled her ass, but never as good as Will deserved. Giving him a blow job was different because she loved the taste of jism. Taking Will's prick up her ass wasn't bad, either. It was getting fucked in the cunt that always left her aching, empty and wanting. She sighed. Just once she would like to find out how it felt to have her pussy come.

Almost daily Chris wondered why she was unable to come when Will Morgan fucked her cunt. Like his father who had died three months back, Will was an expert cocksmith. Not once had he given her pain, nor pleasure. Except when he fucked her asshole or let her suck him off. Then her pussy became a little wet. And sometimes when he cornholed her, or when she sucked his cock, she almost got her nuts off. Almost but not quite – the story of her sex life.

Chris found it unnecessary to tell Will Morgan she had a cold cunt. From the first time he had climbed into bed with her he had sensed her feelings toward straight fucking. Taking his cock in her ass and in her mouth kept her from feeling like a complete failure. Still, no matter how much ass or mouth she gave Will, it never seemed to be enough. Will's appetite for sex was tremendous, and it was this constant gnawing hunger that made his a restless cock.

Tall and ruggedly handsome, her young and fairly rich boss had no problems getting all of the extra side pussy his overactive libido demanded. He attracted hot-assed girls like a magnet. Chris knew about the two barmaids he was fucking in Whispering Pines, but until today she hadn't dreamed he was also feeding the jism from his cock to Opal Tucker.

The stunning blonde with big breasts lived on the ranch next to Will's with her bachelor cousin, Frank Holt. Until recently, Opal had lived in Missoula, Montana. Three times divorced, Chris wondered why Opal couldn't hold on to her husbands. A sex problem? Not likely. Judging by the way Opal rolled her hips and wiggled her shapely ass as she went into the barn with Will Morgan, she was probably one hell of a good lay. But how good? Chris became curious. Maybe she should sneak out to the barn and find out if Opal Tucker was as hot and sexy as she looked.

A sudden pounding beneath Chris' barely noticeable breasts began the instant she decided to spy on Opal and her boss, and then a strange ripple of excitement went speeding through her cunt. Her delicate eyebrows arched in surprise. Christ, the mere thought of watching Opal Tucker taking Will Morgan's cock was making her feel horny!

The strange and welcome feeling in Chris' cunt grew stronger while she made her way across the yard and slipped inside the barn. She heard Opal and Will before she saw them. They were in a box stall at the far end. She edged closer, then crouched behind a bale of straw to take in the action.

Chris felt her normally dry cunt turn wet against the webbing of her panties while she waited for the sucking or fucking to begin. Will Morgan was already naked, his long cock hard and jutting, but all Chris saw was the long-legged and voluptuous champagne blonde who was going to soften it for him.

Shoulder length hair tied back with a scarlet ribbon, attired in black satin stretch pants that fit her like another layer of skin, the rim line of her bikini panties showing through the tight material, her full breasts heaving behind the boyish cut white blouse that covered them, Opal Tucker was truly a picture edged in lust.

Opal Tucker's breasts fascinated Chris. She felt the tips of her own little ones grow hard and start tingling, the way they always tingled when Will sucked on them. Breath caught, her thighs clenched. She had never observed another woman's tits so closely. Opal's were worth staring at. They were huge and firm, their nipples stiff and showing through her tight blouse. Without knowing why, Chris suddenly found herself longing to suck the beautiful blonde's tits. Carried away by this strange craving, she licked her lips. Mmmmmm, those long nipples of Opal's looked so delicious. Just like the rest of Will Morgan's voice distracted Chris from Opal Tucker's bewitching breasts. He wanted the blonde to start him off with a blow job. No coaxing was necessary. Not yet. Still fully clothed, Opal sank to her knees and grabbed Will's enormous prick with both hands. The dry straw she knelt on crackled when she scooted closer, then skinned back to expose the bulbous cockhead. Chris waited for Opal to put Will's cock in her mouth and start sucking him off. It didn't happen.

Opal examined Will's thick and lengthy prick for a few moments, then looked up at him and said, "I don't know if this small mouth of mine can accommodate this big cock of yours, hon. Christ, you're hung like that stud horse you loaned my cousin Frank the other day."

A quick breath jarred her tits.

"Maybe you'd better fuck me instead."

"Suck now, fuck later."

Will cupped Opal's face with both hands and touched the knob of his prick to her drawn lips.

"Hey, don't worry about anything. You'll make it. All you have to do is open your mouth and I'll do the rest. Come on. Blow me."

Opal surrendered with a sigh.

"All right, Will. Just don't get all carried away and ram it down my throat like all of my ex-husbands did every damn time I sucked their cocks. I'll gag if you do."

She puckered her crimson lips in offering.

"Here. Stick your cock in my mouth."

"Come on, Opal. Don't make me feel like I'm forcing my cock on you. Kiss and lick it a little first."

Opal grabbed Will's cock with both hands, but still she made no move to go down on it. Prom where she hunkered Chris saw a bead of jism dangling at the tiny hole on the underside of Will's prick, but not for long. A moment later Opal's pink tongue flicked out and the fat drop of come disappeared into her now open mouth.

Predictably, the small taste of Will's come gave Opal a craving for more, and now she went after it. She knew what to do with a man's cock. No time was wasted. Opal brought her tongue into play and licked the swollen knob, then tightened her lips and started sucking on it.

Chris saw Will shudder the instant Opal clamped her lips over his cockhead, then heard him rasp, "That's the way. Tongue it, suck it, drain it. Blow, Opal, blow!"

Opal needed no encouragement. She sucked and mauled Will's velvety cockhead with her tongue, then popped it free and slowly chewed her way down the deeply veined shaft to kiss his balls and lap at the sweat she found on the tight and corrugated sack that contained them. Satisfied, she chewed her way back to the glowing dome to caress it with her tongue once more.

Abruptly, Will tangled his fingers in Opal's hair and gently pushed his cock between her ovaled lips. Opal clamped down on his prick and gave it a suck Chris heard all the way to where she squatted. Will grunted with pleasure, then dug in with both feet, and momentarily his knees picked up rhythm as he began to fuck Opal in her mouth.

Thrill after thrill charged Chris' itching and burning cunt while she watched Will's spit and come-slick prick shuttle between Opal's clenched lips. From past experience she knew that with every back and forth motion his healthy cock dripped more and more jism for Opal to swallow, but this wasn't what was adding fuel to the fire already raging in Chris' fluttering pussy. It was the beautiful blonde doing the blowing who was reducing her to a mass of quivering flesh. That firm and shapely ass of hers. Those big and heaving breasts with their long nipples. Her crimson lips wrapped around the monstrous cock that was fucking her mouth. Especially those wet and working crimson lips. Oooh, how she wished they were glued to the hot mouth of her tormented cunt!

"Suck me off, Opal," Chris heard Will croak. "Suck me all the way off!"

While Opal Tucker sucked and gnawed on Will's cock, Chris loosened the hip zipper on her jeans and reached inside to play with her pussy. She found her stiff clit and rubbed it, but when the heat threatened to consume her she slipped her hand behind the come-drenched webbing of her panties and started to finger fuck herself.

Chris' passion glazed eyes remained fastened on the crimson lips that were sucking Will's cock while she writhed against the finger in her tight and snapping pussy. But her position was an awkward one, and soon pleasure abated as her legs became filled with cramps. Quickly she plopped to her ass behind the bale of straw to continue fucking herself into what she hoped would be a mind-bending orgasm.

With renewed vigor she twirled and plunged the come-slick finger into the steaming depths of her cunt, then silently begged while she masturbated. Let it happen this time. Oh, please… please let my pussy juice! Let me explode my cunt with a come so I can know how it feels to be content and complete.

Will's howl brought the finger in Chris' unappeased snatch to a complete standstill. She bit her lower lip to keep from doing some shrieking of her own, but for an entirely different reason, then focused her eyes just as Will froze his prick between Opal's loudly suctioning lips, panted, "Start gulping, baby; here I blow! Ah, ah, ahhhhh…"

Chris sat there and watched Opal's eyes widen in surprise the instant Will popped his nuts; his first blast of jism nearly toppled the blonde. Chris knew the feeling. She watched Will's body jerk for a second or two. Then she shifted her attention back to Opal. Come dribbled from one corner of Opal's mouth, but not much and not for long, for abruptly her throat began to work as she gulped furiously to keep from losing any more of the tremendous load Will's cock was spewing at her. You could hear her from one end of the barn to the other while she tugged on his prick with her lips and swallowed, swallowed, swallowed…

"Man oh man," Chris heard Opal gasp when Will finally pulled his again hardening cock out of her mouth. "No dude ever gave me so much jism in one helping the way you just did! And tasty, too. Mmmmm!"

Will fisted and shook his now all the was hard again prick in the blonde's face, teased, "There's more in this cock of mine, Opal. If you want it, take it."

Opal wasn't about to oval her lips or stick out her tongue for Will to drop his prick on it. Quickly she scrambled to her feet, her asscheeks rippling and straining against the black satin stretch pants that contained them. Her tits trembled when she spoke. There was no anger in her voice. "I want it and I'll take it, but not in my mouth. I've eaten enough of your jism for one day. Now I need to be fucked. Man, do I ever need to be fucked!"

Will shook his dripping and lipstick-smudged cock at Opal again.

"I'm ready whenever you are. All you have to do is get naked and hit the straw to get the fucking you want."

Opal couldn't get naked fast enough. Sitting there with her finger jammed in her cunt, Chris came within a hair of getting a come when the blonde unbuttoned and slipped out of her blouse to reveal the strapless nylon and lace half bra that held her breasts captive. Their nipples showed through the dainty material, hard and big. Chris shuddered and wished she could touch those beautiful, long-nippled breasts half hidden by the scrap of bra. Touch, then taste. They looked so kissable… and suckable.

Suddenly aware for the first time in which direction her mind had been running from the moment she slipped inside this barn to spy on Will and Opal, Chris was surprised to discover that she felt no embarrassment or anything else over her sexual attraction toward another woman. Hell, why should she? Will was always telling her that no form of sex was ugly. So what difference did it make if she was turned to another woman? None. As long as she ended up juicing her hot and bothered cunt…

Will's voice broke into her thoughts again.

"Come on, Opal. Take off that bra and show me those big tits of yours."

Chris wiggled the slender finger still buried in her pussy, and waited for Opal's breasts to spill into nakedness.

Opal's gigantic tits loomed into greater prominence when she reached between her shoulder blades to unclasp the lacy half bra. She stood with her weight on one leg, assuming a whorishly mimicking pose. Her tight black satin pants creased between her thighs so that the triangle of her cunt made a huge tempting mound. At the same time she did a slow grind with her hips, to let Will know that she was anxious for him to fuck her.

Chris' breath caught when she saw the bra loosen. With her left hand Opal held the half cups in place over her bucking breasts in a teasing manner.

A few maddening seconds passed, and then Opal yanked the bra away and brought her tits tumbling into view.

The dark-ringed nipples of Opal's tantalizing breasts jutted and glistened with perspiration. Chris licked her lips and tried to imagine what they tasted like. Will reached for the blonde's tits to find out the same thing, but Opal brushed his hands aside and panted, "Not yet, Will. Wait until I get all the way naked, and then you can play with my breasts all you want."

"Yeah, while we're fucking."

Chris saw a drop of jism fall from the bulbous tip of Will's cock when he stepped back to watch Opal finish undressing. Then she focused her attention on his partner again. Opal turned her back to Will while she struggled to get out of her stretch pants. Without knowing why, Chris had a feeling that Opal was facing away from Will because she wanted him to fuck her in the asshole and not in her cunt. She wasn't wrong.

Opal's magnificent breasts fell away from her body when she bent to follow her satin pants down to her ankles, then jiggled provocatively while she struggled to untangle the puddled cloth from her black patent spikes. Without straightening, Opal caught the waistband of her black bikini stretch panties, and quickly unveiled her beautiful full moon ass. Momentarily she lurched erect, but still she kept her back turned to Will. She took a deep breath that rocked her breasts. Then she glanced over her left shoulder at Will and panted, "Not in the cunt, hon. In the asshole. I want you to fuck me in my itching asshole."

Will was all for cornholing the burning blonde. He moved to get into position, gripping his prick with both hands. At the same time Chris saw Opal rub a hand over her bushy cunt to get it wet with come so she could lubricate her ass-ring. She spread come between the cheeks of her ass until she felt slippery enough to take Will's waiting cock with ease. Then she gave her hips a quick toss and said, "Standing up, hon. Cornhole me while I'm standing up." She reached out to steady herself against the manger. "Now, hon. Give me your big fat cock?"

Chris took the finger from her pussy and watched Will tuck the knob of his prick between the dimpled asscheeks of Opal Tucker's waiting ass. Once his cock was on target, Will wrapped his arms around Opal belly, then pressed forward to get inside her asshole. Chris waited for the blonde to react. Opal did.

Gripping the edge of the manger until her knuckles showed white, Opal yelped in pain and surprise. Chris understood why Opal was, howling. Taking a cock up the ass always hurt at the beginning. Especially when the cock was as big as Will's.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" Opal yelped when Will tightened his arms around her stomach. "Oooh, don't push your horse cock in my asshole all at once! Gently. Cornhole me gently."

Chris knew what was going to happen next. Will didn't believe in dragging out the hurt on any girl's willing asshole. He withdrew until only his bulging cockhead remained behind Opal's stretched and aching ass-ring. Then he hunched forward and plunged his prick all the way to its balls.

The instant Will's driving cock filled her asshole, Opal jarred the barn rafters with a scream and attempted to squirm free. Her big breasts bounced and her legs tensed while she writhed to escape the immense prick jammed in her asshole. Just as abruptly her body shuddered to a complete standstill. Chris heard her recite almost the same words she did every time Will shoved his dick up her ass, "It's over, hon. The agony is gone. Now my asshole is happy. Make it happier. Bring your cock to life and fuck me hard, deep and good. Do it, Will. Fuck the shit out of my ass!"

Chris' cunt lips fluttered with passion while she watched Opal get cornholed. Will knew how to make her come. Will did everything to make her come. He sawed his cock in and nearly out of Opal's twisting and pumping asshole, he slid his hands down her heaving belly and palmed the curly wedge of hair on her cunt. The middle finger of hit right hand drilled into her pussy, the thumb and fingers of the other found and went to work on her stiff clit. Chris shuddered and shared the ecstasy Opal was feeling from Will's fingers on her clit and in her snatch, his cock flogging the depths of her bucking asshole; the first time he had done her ass like this she had nearly blown her cunt with a come. So close. So damn close to coming…

Will jerked his hands away from Opal's hairy pussy and captured her rioting breasts. He didn't miss a stroke. Neither did Opal. His prick slammed into her asshole; her ass butted back to meet his every thrust. And then Opal started to convulse, panting while she jerked against the cock that filled her shit hole, "I'm so close to coming! Take me all the way! Ram your prick to the balls and give it a twist! Yes, yes, like that! I'm coming, coming, coming!"

"Me too, me too!"

"Oooh!" Opal squealed when the first blast of jism from Will's gushing cock hit her ass. "Oooh, your prick juice feels like fire inside my asshole! So fucking hot, so fucking wonderful! Ahhhh…"

Chris felt more pressure building up inside her own cunt while she watched and listened to Opal Tucker shake and chant her way through a come. Suddenly her stomach muscles tightened, her nipples began to throb, and now even her assring ached while she struggled to join Opal and Will with a come of her own.

She clenched her thighs together and gave friction to her pussy. At the same time she touched the tips of her fingers to her hurting nipples. She squeezed her tits and legs at the same time. Suddenly it started to happen. Coming, she was coming! She flopped to her back and flung her legs apart, then clutched her covered cunt and hung on tightly while she got her nuts off.

Come spurted out of her cunt while she went from one climax to the next, then into the ultimate orgasm she had often dreamed about but never attained… until now. It was the most fantastic sensation she had ever experienced. She screamed a silent scream of happiness. And then she fainted…

When Chris regained consciousness a few minutes later, she found Opal and Will among the missing. The barn was quiet and peaceful. A contented sigh slid past her lips while she lay there on her bed of straw. Quiet and peaceful. Just like her cunt.

"Chrissy!" Will's voice coming in a shout from the direction of the ranch house. He sounded excited about something. "Hey, Chrissy! Where the fuck are you?"

The magic spell was broken, but Chris was too elated over the way she had gotten her nuts off for the first time to give a damn. Scrambling to her feet she peeped through a knothole in the wall and saw Will standing on the front porch. She sped out of the barn through the back door, then hopped over the corral fence and panted when she bounced up to him, "Here I am, Will. What's wrong?"

"Not a fucking thing is wrong," Will laughed as he caught Chris in his anus and danced her all the way into the spacious front room. He stopped between the huge fireplace and the sofa, strained her cunt to his crotch, then laughed again.

"Guess who just phoned, Chrissy?"

She felt his cock stretching and hardening against her pussy, teased. "No man, that's for certain. Not the way this big fuck muscle of yours is reacting to the call you just got. It had to be perfumed and sexy meat. Who, Will?"

He grabbed Chris by the ass and rubbed his toughening prick all over her belly.

"Someone you've never met and I haven't seen since I was twelve years old. My sister Lorna."

Two miracles in one day, Chris thought while she thrilled to the feel of Will's kneading hands on her firm asscheeks, the firm pressure of his now rigid cock against her stomach. I come, his sister phones.

And aloud she said, "That's wonderful, Will. But it would be nicer if she'd do more than let you hear her voice."

Will shifted his hands from Chris' asscheeks to her shoulders and held her at arm's length.

"That's exactly what Lorna's doing, Chrissy. She's coming home. She expects to be here by Saturday. Oh, Chrissy, I'm so fucking happy I could come in my pants!"

"Don't do that," Chris giggled as she stepped back to do a fast strip. "Give me your jism."

Will laughed and did some fast undressing of his own. By the time Chris was naked, so was he. His stiff cock jerked with impatience while he waited for her to sink to her knees and suck him off, or spin around and let him fuck her in the asshole. This time she did neither. She couldn't. Her cunt wouldn't let her.

Chris' entire body was filled with want. It was a strange and welcome need she had never before experienced with Will, with any man. Hers was the kind of need that hammered at her flesh, the nipples of her breasts, and deep inside her cunt. Hers was a savage hunger. The kind of savage hunger no blow job or ass-fucking could ever satisfy.

"Cunt," Chris hissed while she sank to the thick pile rug in front of the fireplace, lay on her back, then scissored her lovely legs in wide open invitation.

"Fuck my cunt."

Will blinked in surprise.

"You know, this is the first time you've ever asked for my cock in your pussy."

"To tell you the Goddamn truth," Chris confessed as he dropped to his knees between her yawning legs, "it's the first time I've ever wanted your cock in my cunt. Now I want, it, need it. So give it to me, Will. Give it to me real good. Do it. Fuck me, fuck me."

Will's chest grazed Chris' rigid and tingling nipples when he dropped to his elbows, one on each side of her. This movement sent his vibrating prickhead skidding past the lips of her cunt, down into the thick pile rug. Will grimaced, Chris giggled. Then she reached down, grabbed hold of his big fat cock and guided it toward the wet and waiting mouth of her hot and anxious pussy.

For a moment or two she nuzzled the glowing cockhead against the dewy lips of her cunt. Then she wrapped her legs around Will's ass and drew her body toward his. Slowly, ever so slowly she felt his delicious cock push its way into the far reaches of her belly, moving easily on the lubrication already pumping out of her cunt.

"Your balls, darling. Shove your prick in my pussy all the way to your balls. Ah, that feels good. Deeper. Push your cock in deeper. More, more, more! Oooh, I like the way your big nuts just crashed into my pussy. I knew I would! God, how I've waited for this moment, this feeling! Fuck me, darling, fuck me!"

The instant Will brought his cock into play, Chris went all the way berserk with lust. She wiggled her ass and pumped her hips against and over his drilling prick, she dug her fingernails into the flesh of his back, and while she lunged and clawed she chanted, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Harder, deeper, faster! Make me come! Make my cunt come all over your wonderful dick. Fuck, darling, fuck!"

Will needed no encouragement. His cock whipped in and nearly out of Chris' gripping and dripping cunt like a well-oiled piston. There was no holding back now, for either of them. They kept slamming into each other. Bucking. Fucking. Puffing. Climbing. Both climbing toward the pinnacle of passion that would bring her come and his jism flowing into a common pool of spent ecstasy.

Chris locked her legs tighter around Will's slippery asscheeks, and strained his chest harder to her small, though long-nipples breasts. The more she worked his cock the tinglier her cunt became. Soon, she told herself. Soon she would juice her pussy.

At this point Will rasped raggedly, "I can't hold back too fucking much longer, Chrissy. I can feel the jism gathering in my cock. It's starting to hurt like a bastard. Even my nuts are beginning to ache. I want to wait for you to peak and come with me, but I can't. I'm sorry, Chrissy. I'm going to pop my nuts."

Suddenly, without warning, Chris began to convulse, her hips jerking wildly as her cunt ripped loose with a terrific come. A blankness came into her eyes, her ass-ring puckered. Just as abruptly the room went all the way out of focus, and now her only awareness was of Will's goring cock and her gushing pussy; nothing else mattered.

Chris' piercing screams of raw pleasure reverberated against the walls while she writhed and shuddered her way through one come after another. Letting Will know the fantastic sensations his mighty cock was giving her pussy. Wanting him to feel the same pleasure. Milking his battering prick with her cunt lips to bring him into this same bright and swirling world of passion. Fucking, fucking, fucking…

Will's prick began to tremble inside her juicing cunt. Chris bit him on the shoulder and pumped her ass faster and faster. The throbbing of his cock grew stronger and stronger. Its wild beating made her climax again. Joy clawed at her quivering flesh while her come squeezed past the driving cock in her pussy and dribbled down to sting her asshole, and while she drained her cunt she thought, Now I know how it feels to be a complete and well-fucked woman.

There seemed to be no end to the delicious turbulence Will's cock had created in her bowels. Her cunt popped again and again. The sweet agonies of a thousand delights convulsed her body, and the welcome torture reached to the very depths of her soul. She kept coming, coming…

Will's relentless cock kept grinding and slipping through Chris' juices while she pitched beneath him, her every twist and furious pelvic thrust urging him to soothe her cunt with his thick and ropy jism. Pop, darling, pop your virile nuts!

As though in response to her silent plea Chris felt Will's sweaty body stiffen, relax, then stiffen again. A moment later he rammed his violently twitching prick up to the balls inside her still erupting pussy and knocked the breath out of her. The tense moment hung suspended, marked now or never. And then became now as he started to come.

Abruptly Chris howled with ecstasy and tightened the muscles of her cunt to hold Will's savagely spurting cock in place. Her pussy lips gripped and milked until he finally sighed and collapsed on top of her, his prick and balls empty of jism.

Chris loosened her arms and legs to free Will from her embrace. The room was filled with silence, and something else. Passion fragrance. The smell of sweat and come emanating from their unmoving bodies. Her come, his jism. She breathed inward, her cunt at peace.

A minute or so later Will pulled his wilted cock out of Chris' cunt and flopped to his back beside her. He exhaled loudly, then said, "Know something, Chrissy. After that wild ride you just gave me, I might never be strong enough to climb in the perfumed saddle again. You really fucked me good."

The coral nipples of Chris' dainty breasts, grazed Will's rib cage when she rolled over on her slender hip and kissed him on the cheek.

"Ever since your daddy died and you took to doing me with your cock, I never wanted to do anything except fuck you good."

Remembrance made her grimace.

"All those dry fucks I've been giving you, I honestly don't know how you kept from giving me up as a hopeless case. I'm glad you didn't."

Will chuckled as he stood up, bringing her with him. He pinched her on the nearest asscheek, then teased while he picked up his shirt and dug out a cigarette, "Hell, Chrissy, what I did was no big deal. The way you sucked my cock and took it up your ass, I knew that sooner or later your cold little cunt would catch on fire. With me, sooner or later, cunts always do."

He paused, winked.

"I'm irresistible."

"It's your big bull cock that's irresistible," Chris retorted while she wiggled her happy ass toward an end table by the sofa and grabbed a handful of facial tissue to clean his jism from her thoroughly fucked and still dripping cunt. She giggled.

"Look how fast Opal Tucker came after it with her mouth and asshole."

Will took a puff on his cigarette and talked the smoke out of his mouth. "Ah, now I understand what made your cunt get hot enough to come when I fucked it this time."

Chris kept cleaning his jism from her pussy and said nothing.

"You saw me put the prick to Opal, didn't you?"

Visions of the voluptuous blonde's magnificent breasts danced through Chris' head, bringing fresh heat to her pussy.

"I watched her suck your cock, and I saw how you fucked the shit out of her asshole. After that I fainted."

Will's limp and flopping prick made dull thumping sounds against his right thigh when he walked up to her, his teeth showing in a wide grin.

"You didn't mist anything after that, Chrissy. The blowjob and ass-fucking was all I got from Opal. She wouldn't let me shove my cock in her cunt. The way she turned me down was funny as hell. She did everything except cross her legs to keep me from fucking her pussy. I know why. So do you." Chris finished wiping her cunt and tossed the come-soaked paper wad toward the fireplace that was huge enough to roast a full grown steer, nodded. "Yep. Frank Holt's cousin wants you to stay interested in her, but not as a quick lay. She wants you for her next husband."

"Her and a few others in this county."

He sighed.

"You're about the only one around here who isn't out to trap my young bachelor ass, Chrissy."

"And when your sister gets here this coming Saturday, there will be two of us to protect your young bachelor ass."

They laughed. Then they sat down on the sofa and made plans for his sister Lorna's homecoming.