Her fingers felt like soft feathers against his hardened cock. Her tongue licked him up and down as if she were enjoying a sweet, baring her teeth ove... the tip of his cock just enough to keep him wanting more. “Oh, you’re good.” But they were interrupted by the commotion of people leaving the cozy compartments with roomy seats in favor of the bar. He stood her up, his breathing hurried, “I’ll give you three hundred dollars to let me eat and fuck your pussy.” She nodded in agreement before any. I might let you taste me after I have had sex. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Reward your dicklet? Why should I? I’ll be all satisfied. Not that your dicklet could satisfy anyone anyway. Oh, you meant a hand job? Well – for you, it would only be a finger job. Like I said, two – maybe three fingers at most, because it’s so little. No. I don’t think so. Remember, you came just last week. There was a half ounce you got to drink – remember? No, I don’t think you need that again just yet. Maybe next. Again and again, he withdrew and shoved his cock in and out of me as I was raised and lowered on my knees. I began to get used to the size and the pain soon turned to pleasure. Rex had gotten into a smooth rhythm, and I began to match it dropping down against his every thrust. Lust was building up in both of us as Rex began to fuck me hard and deep and fast, while I gyrated and met his every thrust by rocking back against his body with each thrust. Once again Rex grabbed my waste and rolled. After only four days they were tiring of me? God I hoped so.When I was finished cleaning Kevin I was sent in for another round of beers. When I came back out with the beer I passed them around and was about to go back in and clean myself when Keary said, "Scoop that shit up and eat it bitch. I don't want you messing up the furniture."I looked down at my slit. There was a tablespoon full of white cream oozing out of me. About that same amount was dripping down my thigh. I scooped up both.