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me a graphic view of her pussy. It’s fucking beautiful. All baby pink and luscious. The stud catches the light and glitters. She bobs her hips suggestively to make it obvious that she is inviting me to fuck her.
    I smile inwardly. As if I need an invitation. This is my show, babe.
    Then, all of a sudden, unexpectedly and for no good reason I can think of, a black string rudely separating Layla’s salmon-colored folds flashes into my mind. And I remember the heady private smell of her that made me fantasize about grabbing her by the waist and dropping her on my upright dick. The craving to see her securely impaled on my dick had been almost overpowering. Not even Blondie and Rita together could bring forth such an overpowering desire. The thought irritates me.
    I’m fucking invincible. I have no chinks in my armor. None.
    And I don’t need no stuck-up princess in my life.
    I put the bottle on the top of the fridge, undress and stroke my throbbing length as I walk over to the side table. I take out a condom and roll it over my length. I see both Blondie’s and Rita’s eyes excitedly swivel in their heads to watch my inked body and my horse cock.
    I kneel on the bed, grab Blondie by her full round hips and fucking bury myself so deep inside her, her head pulls back violently and her shocked mouth emits a strangled cry. Rita’s hands grab Blondie by the hair to guide her mouth back onto her shiny pussy.
    I pause. ‘Too hard?’
    ‘No. She likes it rough,’ Rita says quickly.
    Full of Rita’s pussy, Blondie nods her agreement.
    That is all I need.
    Like a jackhammer I pump my cock balls-deep into Blondie. Her whole body jerks with the force of my thrusts even if her cries are muffled against Rita’s snatch. We keep this up even while Rita climaxes with a howl to wake up the dead. Blondie’s job is clear. It’s licking up Rita’s juices until Rita says otherwise.
    One final slam and I explode with a great roar.
    I pull out of Blondie’s swollen, thoroughly fucked pussy and immediately Rita’s voice rings out, ‘Suck him.’
    No rest for the wicked.
    Blondie immediately makes a hundred and eighty degree turn on her hands and knees, her pendulous breasts bouncing. With admirable expertise she peels the condom off my dick with her lips and tongue. Opening her mouth, she takes my semi-hard cock deep into her warm velvety mouth. As she begins the task of sucking it into a full erection, I knot the used rubber and fling it over my shoulder.
    Meanwhile, Rita ties on the strap on dildo and roughly plunges it into Blondie. Rita is so brutal I almost feel sorry for Blondie. Although, to give Blondie her due, she never complains or attempts to dislodge my growing dick from her mouth. The bigger I become, the more impressed I become with Blondie’s dedication and skill. Fuck, with Rita slamming into her, I am so deep inside her throat my balls are pressed into her chin, but the girl doesn’t even exhibit a gag reflex.
    Instead, incredibly, she is not only moving back and forth along my length, she is also slowly moving her tongue from side to side underneath my dick. It’s like a deeply satisfying and completely sensuous massage. Frothy white streams of pre-cum and spit gather at the corners of her mouth and dribble down her neck.
    I throw my head back and look up at the mirror.
    It’s fun to watch my dick disappear so completely into a pretty face and I dig the sight our bodies make in the mirror overhead. I am face-fucking Blondie while Rita batters Blondie’s poor pussy. With a grunt of satisfaction I shoot my load directly into Blondie’s stomach.

EIGHT

    BJ
    I withdraw from her mouth and walk over to the fridge. After a swig of flat beer, I turn back to watch them. Rita is relentlessly hammering into Blondie. Sure looks like Blondie has picked the short straw. Rita has climaxed, I have come twice, and Blondie has had nothing. I walk over to the bed to pull Blondie off the dildo and open her legs. Shit, her pussy