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CHAPTER ONE

Lynn Carter had hoped to book a flight on a 747, but had decided not to wait until the following day just to satisfy a whim. The 707 was quite adequate in luxury and she certainly hadn't counted on getting an entire row of empty seats all to herself. Anyway, the whole thing was that she get to her darling, her handsome, sorely missed husband as soon as possible, and flight 641 to Los Angeles International Airport has provided that six hour transition from Bratham, Massachusetts.

She recalled that she'd smiled to herself as she gazed out the window at nothing but blue atmosphere and fluffy white clouds, smiled at the time-passing thought of what the two GIs were probably thinking just behind her. The empty seat to her right was going to make for some amusing and pleasant situations she'd decided, and it had. After all, she'd hardly resembled a wife of four years with her long blond hair and the way she was dressed… fashionable from the leggy, mini-suit standpoint and the fact that she was traveling solo. Who would ever guess that she was carrying six packets of ten one-thousand dollar bills in her purse… not a bulky arrangement, and snugly squeezed between herself and the inside arm of her seat? Sixty thousand dollars, the final settlement once the insurance company had decided that Earl Carter had truly and accidentally drowned at sea while on a fishing holiday. Of course, his body had never been found, how could it have been, when he was waiting for her right at that moment in California?

Two years… two long, lonesome and empty years… well, at least nearly that long before the insurance company had settled. Naturally, she'd had to have some innocent diversion; she was, after all, only twenty-two… and not the slightest bit in the dark regarding her physical attraction. Even so, she'd been extremely careful, never going anywhere without Nick, her half-brother, whom Earl had yet to meet, and the only living relative she had in the world. Truly, Nick had been super to her… but a straight girl hardly found much enjoyment in the places a gay escort preferred to take her, which had been, perhaps, just as well. The brother-sister thing had helped to allay any suspicions during the long insurance investigation.

Both her waking and dreaming hours had been constantly occupied with Earl anyway, her lover-husband who had finally made her see that it was the only way they could ever get a start; but for months she had fought him over the wicked idea… until he had eventually made her realize that accountants were to be had at ten cents the gross… and she remembered how he had influenced her with his warm kisses and passionate lovemaking each night… remembered as the young GI sat down in the empty seat beside her smiling openly and explaining how he was just back from twenty-eight months in Germany and was going home to Los Angeles. Later, the other, his buddy, had been a bit more aggressive, but it'd been the salesman from Newark who had the line, Lynn recalled.

He'd been a smooth one all right, and she had drunk with him… two cocktails while listening to his plight concerning his frigid wife.

She had even enjoyed dinner and a game of Rummy with him, but had merely laughed off his invitation to see L.A. She remembered that his handsome teeth hadn't been as white nor as even as Earl's, and now, lying there beside her darling husband at last, she realized how much she really loved this man who had persuaded her into helping him commit a sizable swindle. She wasn't sorry… they were going to be so happy.

"A penny for your thoughts, Baby," Earl whispered hotly into her face. "You were some where way off there for a moment."

"I-I was dreaming… I-I just can't believe we're together again, at last," she breathed lovingly, feeling him draw her naked body tighter to his own lean, strong one; yet, at the same time, she couldn't help the little unpleasant feeling that had been with her ever since he'd picked her up at the airport and brought her there. He had changed, but in ways she was yet unable to pinpoint; he seemed harder… more calloused perhaps, and the jargon he used, obviously the influence of these people he associated with… but physically… yes… yes, he was the same physically…! She could feel his rigid penis pressed against her hot thigh, and she tried to remember the length and thickness of it, the way it looked standing out from his strong, hairy loins, so stiff and proud with its cape of thick skin, the exciting, moist eye staring at her lasciviously from the tip of its purplish, massive head, and the masculine spectacle of his full, potent testicles hanging fulfillingly between his powerful thighs. Tremors of sensual delight rippled through her as she realized how badly she wanted him… needed him!

"I told you, Lynn Baby! Didn't I? I told you it'd all come off if we played it cool… and you did! You sure did, Rabbit! Damn, what a doll you are!"

He lay beside her, drawing her possessively inside his arms, crushing her full, rounded breasts against his hairy chest, while simultaneously, he shifted his hips to pressure his swollen hardness into the softness of her white belly. He kissed her, searching her receptive mouth with his hot tongue, then withdrew it. "I knew it'd work," he said. "I knew it! Did you ever doubt it?"

"S-Sometimes… sometimes… when the days dragged by back there… and there was snow, snow, snow… it was so cold… so God damned bleak!"

"You were a trooper, Baby!"

"I-I used to cry a lot… it seemed almost as if you really were dead… and I would cry… Sometimes, it helped."

"You should've gone out… had yourself a ball."

"I couldn't very well… not then. They were always watching me… at least, I felt that they were… Later, I went out some… but always with Nick along."

"Nick? Who the hell…? Oh, you mean that Goddamned creep half-brother of yours. When did he get back?"

"He was discharged just after you… you disappeared. You'd like him, Darling."

"Hmmm, maybe… but it's no wonder you're like a coiled spring… depending on a queer half-brother to jockey you around."

"I had to be careful, you know," Lynn reminded him.

He grinned. "And you were, Chickie… sixty-grand worth!" He clutched at her breast, caressing and stroking it… tweaking the sensitive, distended nipple until she thought she'd cry out with the joy of it. He kissed her, sinking his hot, moist tongue into her mouth and she teased and loved it with her own. Finally, he said: "You're glad to see me aren't you, Baby?"

"What do you think?"

"Yeah… yeah," he sighed and chuckled warmly, stroking her back and slender waist, then the smooth globes of her silken-skinned buttocks. "Listen, I missed you, too! You better know that Christ, there were times when I damned near flipped and wanted to call you… but I knew I couldn't. After I sent the card telling you where I was, I knew I had to wait."

"And that was over a year ago," she whispered.

"I know… I know. But I kept telling myself that it was worth it… and it was, wasn't it? Wasn't it?"

She drew her arm from around his shoulder and leaned back to better see his face in the meager light the tiny dresser lamp shown. "Who… who are they… all these people, Earl? How did you meet them? What're you doing here?"

He looked at her for a moment, then first expressed himself with a warm, reassuring smile. "Honey… I don't know what I'd have done without these people… Oh, not all of them, of course, but Walo, Rudy and Virgin… Walo… the poor dumb ox, he's been with me since I first hit this state. He's like a devoted moose… nothing upstairs… but a guy never had a better bodyguard. And Rudy and Virgin, they were friends right from the beginning. We, Walo and I, met them one night on the strip. Jesus, I couldn't find a job… I was right next to pan handling, when they latched onto us. They said they owned this place some fifty-miles up the beach, an old resort hotel his father left him."

"Is that what this place is?"

"Sure enough is, Baby. Once, back in the late twenties, it was a popular spot for silent screen stars… weekend shack-up trysts and the like. Rudy says when he was a kid there was some other activity nearby… a dance pavilion and another hotel, but they burned down and now there's nothing but peace and quiet. Listen… You ever heard anything prettier sounding than that surf pounding out there, Baby?"

Lynn lay quietly, listening. She heard the wash, the rising crescendo, then, the back tide. It was… it was beautiful! Only once on Cape Cod as a little girl had she ever heard its equal.

"Crazy, eh?"

"Yes… yes, Darling," she whispered. "It is a beautiful sound."

"And that's why I'm here, Rabbit… because it's beautiful, and so are they, Virgin and Rudy. Christ, the world ought to have more people like…"

"Are they married?"

"Hell yes, seven or eight years… and they know how to live, Doll… as you'll see…"

"What about the others, Earl?" she interrupted. "There must be twenty or so… fellows and girls… most of them just kids… Do they live here, too?"

"They come and go, Baby. They've got no place so Rudy gives them one, a place to sleep, food to eat, and they can stay as long as they like."

"But how can he afford to feed them all?"

"Rudy's got a small income from his father's estate; then, those who do have jobs or whatever, dump their money into the pot to take care of the other less fortunates."

"Earl… most of them… they looked as if they were on stuff… They were, weren't they? Most of them, I mean, even the two homosexuals… they were high."

Earl laughed. "Oh, Baby… Baby! You've got a lot to learn! Wow! I hope you don't have hang-ups on dope… I mean, this country rocks with it, Lover."

"I don't have any hang-ups… and I know all about dope… but to find you living here, Darling…"

"Hey… look, Baby, this is it… where it's at, eh! Listen, these kids might well be you and me except for a few years! I mean, they're with it… happy… doing their own thing! Christ, Chickie, don't put 'em down… not even the fags… And incidentally, how come you spotted them? Charlie and Ted are cool cats, not readily tagged as gay boys."

"Remember me, husband… the half-sister of Nickie."

"Oh, shit, I forgot. Yeah, you got an eye for those dollies haven't you?"

"He was good to me, Darling… in my hour of need, so as to speak," Lynn said, smiling.

Earl stared into her green eyes lustfully; he had to see her long pent-up desire there, she knew, and all else began to fade from her mind. He ran his hand through her long flaxen hair and down to her breast, cupping its velvety fullness hungrily, then, smothering it with his face, his lips encompassing its pink, vibrant nipple, his tongue teasing and loving it.

Lynn felt the pent-up sensations of deprived months and months racing through her belly and loins. She kissed his temple, his cheek, his ear, teasing her tiny tongue into it; then she felt his hand moving down her waist and hips, across her abdomen toward the gilded, hair-covered mound between her legs… and at last, the soft, gently throbbing lips of her cunt… felt the sharpness of his fingernail tracing the thin pink line of her adjoined pussy-lips down toward the soft orbs of her buttocks… the smooth furrow separating them… the tiny, raised, hairless opening of her anus…

God! Oh, how she wanted him!

"I'm going to fuck you now, Rabbit!" he hissed hotly. "I'm going to make up for two years in two hours! I'm going to bury my cock in you and blow my balls right inside your soft little belly."

"Oh… oh… yes, yes, Darling… yesssss!" Lynn whimpered, his beautiful and lewd love words setting her brain aflame with passion. "Oh, Lord, do it. Lover! Please fuck me good and empty your love juice into me! I need it so badly!"

She couldn't restrain from squirming onto her back and forcefully drawing him between her widespread thighs, opening and lifting her legs further as she reached down between them to find his prick, her eyes closed, her mouth opened and breathing heavily as she heard him grunt when her fingers encircled its hot hardness. "OOhhh Goddd!" she moaned, manipulating his turgid cock-head upward from her buttocks between the moist lips of her wanting cunt, spreading them and the entwining golden pubic hair apart, finally placing it at the mouth of her quivering little vagina. She felt his warm, strong hands clutching at her breasts and the ecstasy of his weight cradled between her thighs, heavy upon her pelvis and stomach. "Oh… Lover… Darling… fuck me now… oh, please, my sweet! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Two years was a damned long time, Earl Carter had been thinking ever since Lynn had made contact and let him know she was arriving, and with the loot! Jesus Christ, he'd pulled it off… they had pulled it off! He couldn't have done it without her… the luscious doll. Christ, all he had to do was think of that voluptuous body of hers and his prick jumped and throbbed as if it'd been hot-wired. Damn, what a merry ass-romping he was going to give her as quickly as he could get her to a sack. He couldn't help but wonder what two years had done to her sexually. She'd always been a fair lay, and what she lacked in know-how she fucking well made up in physical attributes. Shit, he could almost cum just picturing her lying there naked and waiting before him.

He sat at a bar in International Airport drinking top-grade whiskey… a forgotten luxury… wearing his only Goddamned suit and bluffing his way along. The bluffing, of course, was only for the red-vested barkeep and the mouthy, bragging bastard next to him. But the fact of the matter… the fucking truth of the whole picture was, that the doll was coming in with sixty Gs… sixty thousand bananas for him… after two fucking years of beach combing and playing dead! Jesus Christ! He could hardly comprehend it! He scooped up his glass, drained it and ordered another. He still had three bucks in his pocket.

"That's VO, boy!" he reminded the barman.

"Yes, sir."

"I can't stand cheap booze," Earl said, dragging cigarettes from a side pocket.

"Know what you mean, Man," the bald-headed asshole beside him bit. "This one's on me… what'd you say your name was?"

"I didn't. But it's Weldon… Diamonds, Copenhagen."

"Yeah… well. Clark, farm machinery, Des Moines. Ah… give me a Cutty-soda, Jack. Tell me, Weldon… what could you pick up a nice mounted stone for… I mean we got this little chick in Pittsburgh, see."

Hell, he'd laid it on that bullshitter all right! Even given him one of his old cards that he'd found in the suit… one of those special jobs he'd had printed when he was occasionally Lawrence Weldon from Copenhagen representing the International Rare Gems Associates… shit! If he hadn't had to lay low these past twenty-four months he could've made himself a small fortune, but he would have been a fool to blow sixty grand clean… and now it was coming in… with the doll carrying it. Man! He was going to fuck her silly this night!

Sixty grand and a delicious fuck! That didn't sound too much like a dumdum's agenda. And that sixty, with Rudy's thirty, and what they'd made on the girls, was going to do it! One hundred Gs! Enough to do business with Lopez… all those beautiful rifles, handguns, tommy… what have you. Christ! Two hundred Gs once the cache was delivered into that Blackman's hands! So… the Blackman intended to stir up a little rebellion with 'em… so piss on that, too! If he didn't get 'em from Rudy and himself, he'd get them somewhere else, but he'd get 'em!

Wow, Man… wow!

"… So I said to this chippy," his bald-headed drinking companion was saying, "I said, listen you cunt! You've eaten more cock than you have pork chops! You either get your lips on the red end of this prick or I call the pit boss! Now, in Vegas, Weldon, a bitch doesn't want to call down the wrath of a pit boss on her hustling ass, see, so…"

Earl was looking at him, pretending at listening, but not hearing a word he'd said, when Lynn's flight arrival rang in his ears. He'd gulped his drink, mumbled something, and was on his way toward the door when he heard: "Man, we get those drink-hustlers in here all the time! I thought you were with it, Mr. Clark."

Lynn had cried… kissed him and cried, her arms around his neck tightly, those delicious solid tits of hers digging into his chest while she choked and hissed words into his mouth. It occurred to him then that they might have a tag on her! Fuck, what a rotten foul-up that would be!

"Look, Baby… don't be too conspicuous," he'd managed, clutching her to him lustfully. "Wait'll we get out of here."

And then, they were on the freeway with her still wrapped around him in that little Volkswagen, but it wasn't until they were heading north on the Golden State that he'd asked to see the money.

She'd laughed, opened her purse and piled it onto his lap. "There you are, my handsome deceased husband… sixty thousand dollars in cash! Now, where are we going?"

He'd looked at it, fondled it, even smelled of it. "Oh, Baby, we're going all right, straight to the Goddamned moon… but right now, I've got a place with friends."

"Friends?"

"Over a year now. You'll love them, Doll. They're rare… this set of wheels belongs to them in fact." He laughed. "Not only that, but you're going to love the way we make this bread into a hundred thou, like magic, Baby… magic!"

"W-What…? A hundred… what do you mean, Earl?"

"A deal," he'd answered, grinning over at her. "Big things are in the making… complicated things… but we'll talk about that later, eh?" He'd let his eyes race quickly over her. Christ, she was even more desirable than he'd remembered… those fucking legs and hips… those tits and that ass… Jesus, he had a hard on that wouldn't quit? "Goddamn, you look terrific!" he had said, licking at his lips.

"T-Thanks, Darling… But… but I don't understand what you mean… about a deal… what deal, Earl?"

"Hey now, come on! After two years, you're not going to start picking at me, are you, Baby? Look, leave the finances to Daddy, eh Sweetheart? I engineered this didn't I? Trust me, Rabbit… Now, come over here closer and tell me how much you've missed your daddy." She had, but he'd hardly listened. It'd always amazed him how he could carry on two trains of thought at the same time and never miss a word. Rachel had been in his mind for hours, maybe longer, but he'd held her just a hit off, until he could give himself to thoughts of her fully. He loved her… and it wasn't right to devote a half of mind to the girl you loved? He'd even been thinking of the kid they'd had a lot lately… Earl, she'd named him… shit… his very own kid! He'd marry her, not that she'd push it, but he would. She was the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to him… even her old man had wanted to take him into his business… investments, stocks… What the hell did he know about that jazz? Be sides, he wanted to go back to her like the hero who went off to make his fortune, like the books he had read when he was a kid… And she was waiting for him now… almost eleven months… but it was damn near over! In two days, he would call her, tell her he was on his way. Someplace like Majorca… that's where he'd take her and set them up! He wasn't sure yet, but somewhere like that…

"Who are these people, Earl?" Lynn had whispered into his ear when he'd escorted her into the hotel.

The expression of awe that had suddenly blanked her pretty face had damned near caused him to laugh right out, and if it hadn't been for his aching rod and eagerness to hustle her into the sack he would've enjoyed taunting her a bit. She'd always carried that certain holier-than thou attitude that irked the hell out of him, and as she looked around absorbing the scene, he'd read it in her eyes and the shocked aspect of her gaping mouth. As usual, the cats and chicks were sprawled all over the place, most of them stoned and as many playing love games, but nothing rash yet; it was still early.

Anyway, he hadn't had to answer her question, because Virgin and Rudy had come out of their first-floor quarters… beautiful, sensuous Virgin with her long, coal black hair, and fully dressed in a shapeless, ankle-length shift for a change, throwing her lovely, receptive arms around Lynn's shoulders and bidding her welcome, while Rudy's lusty eye had raked over her approvingly. Even big, stupid Walo had lumbered up to grin at her, giving Earl a second kick as he watched her seemingly cringe before the ugly simpleton's drooling grin and lurid little eyes. But he hadn't let it drag on; he'd been too damned anxious to get between those long, lithe legs of hers and both Rudy and Virgin had nodded knowingly; Virgin remarking that they could get acquainted later, once the nuptial vows were re-consummated…

Earl eased himself up slightly for leverage, positioning his throbbing cock perfectly for the re-fulfillment, while his brain raced licentiously and he stared down at her enticing nakedness in the half-light beneath him. Her luscious tits were rising and falling as they spilled over toward the bed in their heavy fullness on either side of her chest… Christ, she was like something out of a vision! She was a voluptuous figment of the imagination Jesus, what a body! And he was about to fuck her! She, herself, had placed his prick-head at the moist, quivering mouth of her cunt and her soft, hot thighs were trembling as she pressured them against his hips, waiting for him to plunge the length of his cock into her! Her eyes were closed and her small, even white teeth were sunk tightly into the pouting ripe flesh of her lower lip, her honey-colored, long hair fanned out over the pillow like a halo surrounding her beautiful head.

Jesus Christ!

He sensed her small hands with their long nails at his shoulders, squeezing, massaging, digging at his flesh in breathless anticipation… and then, he thrust his hips forward decisively, driving his heavy cock with its mushroomed, plowing head into the moist, wet channel of her cunt to send the raw tingling flesh in rippling waves before it, plunging all the way up to her cervix with his first charge.

"Oooohhhhhhhhh… ooohhhhhhhhh my God… my God!" she gasped, her forehead wrinkled from the pain-pleasure of his entrance, while simultaneously, she continued to gouge at the flesh of his muscular shoulders, her full-rounded hips and buttocks trying to respond in acceptance to what she knew and wanted to come. "Ohhh, Earl Darling… I want it so bad… please… don't hurt me… love me, Darling… love me!"

She was in a world all of her own, he thought, staring down at her sensually distorted face, like some kind of a bitch in a fuck happy coma! Shit, in the two years he'd lived with her and fucked her nightly, he'd never known her to react like this… and he hadn't even started! The… the bitch? The lousy, two-timing cunt! She'd been taking lessons all right? Peddling her ass around here and there, no doubt…! It was obvious enough? He could almost visualize her sitting in some Goddamned smoky bar trying to make a contact… the bitch! And all the time he'd thought she was playing the grieving wife…

"Oh, God, Earl Darling… I-I never felt this way… in my life? It's… it's so good… even when it hurts!"

Bitch! Bitch! She'd even figured a cover. He looked down to see her arched hips begin to squirm beneath him with his cock entombed in side the hot clasping depths of her cunt. She'd had it all figured… a way to cover her two years of promiscuous fucking… and he was supposed to buy that? But what she hadn't calculated was that he might meet a loving, beautiful creature such as Rachel… no, she hadn't let that thought even cross her mind! She'd been too Goddamned busy fucking whoever she could get her hands on! Well… good… good! It was going to make it that much easier now that he knew… and it was going to make this night one hell of a fuck-show.

Earl found himself suddenly driving furiously into her, soaring his long angry prick up into her warm tight cunt with violent force, ramming and pounding, the flow of her excited secretions coating and easing the way with every thrust, until at last, the throbbing, lust-bloated head of his thick rod had struck some kind of bottom, and his sperm charged balls crashed hard against the smooth, rounded cheeks of her widespread ass.

Lynn purred with the pain-delight, writhing in a moment of brief agony beneath him as the rubbery head of his cock battered and pummeled the depths of her soft, yielding belly, but her moment of torment only seemed to incite his passion more and he drove harder, grinding his pelvis solidly into her soft, tender loins, flex mg the head at the apex of his thrust to raise a masochistic groan from her, while he paused momentarily to allow his own ache from his furious entry to deplete itself.

Little mewling sounds of servitude began to tumble from Lynn's lips as she lay widespread beneath him, completely subjugated to his every whim, entirely impaled on his heavy, lust-hungry cock probing the very intricate depths of her warm soft belly, and a feeling of sadistic power crept over him, causing him to tormentingly flick the turgid head of his cock again and again, raising guttural moans from between her erotically clenched teeth.

She strained her cunt up against him wantonly and he ground harder into the hot, moist flesh, feeling her arch her loins up to him, lifting both of their bodies from the bed while she continued to moan unceasingly and he fell into an even, driving cock-tempo. He felt her smooth, strong legs tighten and release him at his hips as she began to work up and down his hardened cock with her grasping pussy, until they had established a mutual cadence and her head began to toss wildly from side to side while her mouth gaped open in delicious abandon.

"Oh… Ohhh, Darling… beautiful Lover… you're so wonderful! I-I've waited too long… too long! You make me so happy! Your wonderful cock, my sweet… yes… yesssss…! Oh… Darling… Do more to me! Fill me! Make me know! P-Play with my bottom! Do some thing to it! Now, Lover! Now! I'm losing my mind…!" she cried in the throes of her ecstatic anesthesia.

Her plea set off a wild current of sadistic sensation inside him, instigating a new charge of salacious lust to surge furiously to his cock, his brain, and his groping hands. He reached in under her and found the widespread crevice between her full white buttocks while he pounded his hard pulsing prick into the soft dampness of her seething vagina. He sought her hairless little anus with his middle finger, trailing along the velvety smoothness of the undulating crevice, finding it without difficulty, and finding it moist from a thin rivulet or warm seepage that had trickled down from where his cock raced hotly into her.

Lynn shivered erotically as he taunted the puckered little hole, lubricating knowingly the tiny mouth with the balled pad of his middle finger before beginning to tease and probe it with the tip. He sensed her quivering buttocks push back against the stiffened digit and uncontrollably he pressed hard into it, surprised at its resistance. Suddenly, it popped, then, its raised elastic-like ring of rubbery flesh seemed to open like a snail's mouth to absorb and suck his finger inside to the first knuckle joint. She jerked beneath him, almost as if trying to evade the intrusion, but he was Goddamned sure that wasn't so.

"Ooohhh… ooohhhh, Lover… my God! Yesssss, you hurt me so sweetly…! More, Darling… more…! All the way! Shove it in all the way… and… and fuck me hard… harder… harder, Darling! Harder!"

The bitch! The fucking bitch! That's what she'd become these past two years! He didn't need to read her diary… she was laying her soul right out for him! Goddamned her… he was going out of his skull with his own building lust. He'd never seen her like this… so Goddamned whore-like…! He wormed his middle finger farther into her tightly clasping rectum as simultaneously he increased the stroke of his cock into the warm pink channel of her vagina, feeling the smooth, rubbery walls of her rectum encasing and pulling at the length of his long probing finger to the palm of his hand, causing her to whimper moaningly with the all consuming ecstasy that had taken control of her naked writhing body.

Lynn skewered her rectum wildly back down onto the distended finger that was searching, thrusting, into the elastic warm depths of her back passage, seeming to revel on its unnatural presence as he rotated it wildly in the soft, fleshy cavern of her anus, while at the same time he could feel the in and out plunges of his thick cock through the thin fleshy membrane dividing the two entrances of her passages… feeling his prick with his exploring, pummeling finger, and his finger against the sensitivity of his aching rod. Christ! It was way out… way, way out! He'd blow his fucking skull if he didn't cum damned soon!

He began to establish a combination rhythm of finger and cock, until he was fucking into her strenuously in unison, while she groaned incessantly beneath him. She spread her long white legs to the fullest in order to give him the greatest access to his perverted ravishment of her genitals and anus, and suddenly he sensed his prick expanding more and more… growing inside her to the point where he was certain it would erupt violently, like a boiling volcano, from the dull, needling pressure building maddeningly in his bloated balls… his pulsating balls that were smacking viciously between her buttocks and against his own hand with its finger buried deep in the secret depths of her lewdly clenching asshole.

He gaped downward at where his glistening cock was slipping smoothly in and out between the flushed and slightly swollen hair-lined flanges of her moist, vibrant cunt, concentrating on the feel of the soft pink folds of clasping flesh clinging hungrily to his furiously rampaging shaft thrusting with jackhammer force into her. His loins were a raging inferno now, his cock growing and expanding inside her as he grunted and quivered, luxuriating in her hot flesh, increasing the speed and measure of his stroke, tunneling into her furiously while his merciless finger drubbed the depths of her hungrily clenching nether hole.

Lynn held him tightly in the grip of her strong, white thighs clamped high around his waist, slackening them and tightening them again. Her soft, voluptuous body was hot and sweat-filmed, and her head moved frantically from side to side as she chewed at her full lower lip in near delirium. He saw her big green eyes rolling like crazy in their sockets as she tightened and loosened her scissored hold winding her beautiful legs completely around him while she ground her buttocks from side to side, then screwed her cunt feverishly up his raging prick.

It struck Earl then… what a wild fucking whore she would make out there for them! Maybe she was a little older than most of the kids, but shit, she was only twenty-two! And not all of the old bastards their girls hustled were hot for teen-agers… hell, any of 'em would blow their minds for a fuck like she was throwing him right then, especially with her body… Jesus, he hadn't thought of that before… but he was going to again… later… yeah, later! Shit, she was moving fast toward climax now; she was beginning to half-cry and strain; guttural sounds were bubbling up from deep in her chest, incessant gurglings that drove him to even more violent, vicious plunges into her.

"Ooohhhh… aaahhhhhhh… God… Darling… it's so good… gooodddddd! Oh, fuck it hard… harder…! Screw it… Fuck it to death, Lover!" she spewed up at him, foul obscenities that he couldn't believe gushing from her pretty mouth in her desire to reach the pinnacle and take him with her, her moist squirming cunt bucking insanely up against his loins and finger, her legs suddenly drawn back until her knees crushed her heaving breasts, then she locked her ankles over his shoulders and rode her vagina wantonly up his cock to cling there for a moment in complete enslaved rapture.

Her eyes and teeth were clenched tightly together, while her face twisted and grimaced as her orgasm swept over her.

"Oh, heaven…! Oooohhhhh… I'm going to… now… now… I'm going to cum, Earl… Ooohhh, God… fuck… fuck! Now, Darrllliiiiinnnnnggggg… I-I-I'm cuuuummmmmiiiinnnnggggg!"

Her beautiful body began vibrating uncontrollably beneath him. She grabbed at his face as the spasms seized her, biting at his mouth with animal-like ferocity, her body arching convulsively against his to hold there shuddering and jerking, her orgasmic fluids bathing his rigid, driving cock, running down her soft, smooth ass-cheeks to flood his balls as they slapped tightly into the moistened crevice.

Shit, he couldn't believe it! It'd never been like this with her before! The sensation of her climax was all that he needed! He burrowed into the depths of her hot, spewing cunt, pressing her knees back to her shoulders and hammering brutally, battering her cervix with his expanding shaft. She continued to whimper and gasp ecstatically, her belly and thighs caught up in spasmodic contractions her excitement still obvious as with wild and eager passion, she hissed.

"Oh… Darling… Darling… it's beautiful… beautiful! Fill me, Lover! Fill me with your hot, thick cum! Don't ever stop! Give… give it to meee!"

Earl wanted to scream! His agonized bliss was that intense. The pleasurable pain in his balls seemed unbearable. He thrust and withdrew to the very tip of his prick, then plunged again and again, feeling the wild sucking of her cuntal muscles as her pussy tried desperately to extract the jism from his seething loins. He was damned near there; he knew it! Damned near… but not quite! Seconds more… he'd shatter his gourd! He rammed and rammed and rammed again… Then…! He choked… loudly, and felt the apex of his climb as he suddenly began to topple down the crazy fucking mountain of orgasm!

Lynn moaned with him clutching at his shoulders and thrusting her cunt up high onto his wildly spewing cock. He quaked from head to toe, grunting and blurting unintelligible sounds while he shot into her with violent force the convulsive streams of his viscid, white-hot sperm, squirting it far up into the hidden recesses of her open womb.

Fuck! Fuck! He wished to Christ it could never end… but it did, and when it was over he fell apart, collapsing into her waiting arms on top of her. Shit, he'd never been more God damned exhausted…