Chapter 4
When Duia awoke the three other women were in their beds, sleeping snuggly. She still felt the wounds on her ass, on her neck, in her pussy. She laid on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.
Suddenly she heard the unmistakable clank of the hard sole of the guard Ringo. He walked past the cell, then stopped.
"You up Duia?"
She tried to fake sleep, wanting nothing more than to have Ringo leave her alone.
He laughed. "Why Duia, I think you're tryin' to pull a fast one over 'ol Ringo."
Duia heard the cell door open and felt the pressure of Ringo in the room. He stood at the head of the bed, looking up at Duia. A sloppy grin wiped his face.
" Ol' Ringo hasn't had any breakfast yet."
"So? Go get something to eat." Duia was looking down at the guard, flopping on her belly.
"Heheh, the kind of breakfast I'm talkin' about they don't serve in the cafeteria."
"What are you talking about?"
"Can't you guess? . . . Ol' Ringo is goin' to do some munchin' in that pussy of yours."
He skid around the bed, then leapt on it with a springing action, landing on Duia's bed with surprising dexterity. He squat at her feet, rubbing his hand over her leg, creeping up her thigh, sliding it beneath her loose nightgown.
Duia shook herself from sleep. "You're going to wake the others up."
"Fuck the others . . . Maybe they can get on in the action."
Duia slumped back. She gave in. It'd certainly be better to have a tongue between her pussy lips than a knife. She split her legs apart as Ringo rolled up her nightgown. His head disappeared beneath the clothing.
'Oh God,' she thought, 'I wonder if it'll hurt?'
Her question was soon answered. With the anticipation of the tongue fuck her pussy began drooling and the juice stung the sides of the tissue, making her wince.
She tried to suppress the pain, not wanting to have to explain to Ringo what had happened to her.
She felt the rough tongue dig between her pussy lips, sending a combination of pain and pleasure shoot through her spine.
He teased her for a moment, rubbing the tongue down the slit, then up. Duia felt the pussy lips flutter and clutch at the tongue, at the same time feeling the utter pain, as if a million tiny needles were stuck into the fleshy tissue.
"OOOOOO God," she moaned.
Ringo thought he was turning her on. He didn't realize that half her voice was coated with desperate pain.
His tongue investigated through the dripping flow and into the dark flesh of Duia's pussy.
Fonts of bliss were blocked into her being, justifying her ecstasy and causing a gushing glut of come to pour down her twat and into his mouth.
Her legs were quaking like pillars in an earthquake as pleasure streamed through her like fluttering ticker tape. The mingling pain made her twist and squirm her torso under the assault. And the more she turned the more frantic became Ringo's tongue.
"Ahhhhuuuuooo!" she groaned. Her hands lowered on the guard's head, encouraging it in its effort to go deeper and deeper into her cunt.
His tongue was vibrating to and fro insanely, sopping up the bubbling flow of come and mashing his mouth into the fleshy folds of her cunt.
"Ahhheeeeee!" Her voice was a banshee wail of lust that echoes off the walls of the cell. The other three women began stirring from their beds.
She slipped her hands beneath the fabric of her flimsy dress and held her globes of fleshy delight. Her palms rolled over the tits, giving particular attention to the glowing nipples, sticking straight out like diamonds.
The nightgown flowered in the air then settled down, like a canopy, over the head of the guard.
The head was bobbing back and forth as if pulled by some invisible string. A continuous web flow of pussy come emptied down into the waiting mouth of the guard and down into his belly.
His hands that were gripped around her thighs made a quick climb to her ass and slid into her ass crack.
"Oh Shit, penetrate my asshole! Plug it with your finger!"
Lust had broken out over Duia's body. After the brutal attack from the madman in the kitchen, something broke inside her that made her crazed with passion.
The man's hand scrambled down the fine hairs of Duia's ass to the tight button. His finger dug deep down into the crinkled hole, making her squirm the ass around.
"Ohhhh shit fuck," she moaned. Her hands continued their play on her tits, shifting them around like they were toys in the hands of a child.
Reams of sliverous pleasure attacked her being, making it shudder with lust. An image grew in her mind of a monstrous tree, the green blooming through the whole space of her head. There was a sudden shower of leaves, all leaving the tree like frightened quail.
She thrust her pussy into the groveling mouth of Ringo, spreading the fleshy lips about his mouth, making his tongue dig ever further into the drooling pussy.
Ringo frantically plowed his tongue into the depths, sweeping it around the dripping cavern like a flesh broom.
Duia dissipated the image by opening her eyes and looking at the hooded cover over the guard's head, thrusting her pussy down into his mouth.
"OOOO Ahhhhh Mmmmmmm," she moaned.
Ringo's finger dug and twisted into her asshole, plugging it with the full of his flesh tip, blowing a luscious stream of lust through Duia's spine.
"OOOO Ahhhmmmmeeee!" She squeezed the globes of delight, giving herself a soothing glow of pleasure. And at the same time the guard's tongue was working furiously, as if near a deadline.
Peri was sitting on her bed, rubbing her eyes. She looked up and saw what was happening. She began breathing deeply, as if she were going to jump from her bed and join the sexual fray.
Suddenly, Duia felt the sudden urge of her climax claw out of its shell and ramble through her like a stampede.
"EEEEEOOOOOAIIIII!! ! " Her body became a thunderous display of rocking flesh, blasting into the mouth of the guard. Explosions of lust gripped her being and flew her off to sexual heaven.
"Oh God! Shit All mighty!" she shouted in ecstasy. Ringo's finger probed harder and more determined in the tight opening of her ass.
Vibrating rays of intense pleasure pervaded Duia and made her feel as though, at any moment, her body would leave the surface of the bed and parade through the clouds with the guard clamped firmly at her twat.
His head was a buzzing blur, jacking back and forth insanely-trying to keep up with the furious action of Duia's hips. He flew backwards and nearly tumbled off the bed, his mouth drooling with pussy flow.
"OOOOO Motherfuck!" he yelled. His hair had become a chaotic tangle of sweat and his mouth was blackened with the woman's pubic hair. He looked up at the orgastic prisoner, his eyes large and glassy.
Duia was rhythmically heaving her body back and forth, her hands still fooling with the flesh mounds that were her tits.
Every cut in her body was opened-open to the utter pleasure coursing through her flesh. Sweat was rolling into the cuts, making her body vibrate more and more. But the awesome orgasm was too much-it completely flowed over and conquered the pain.
She was rocking the bed, shaking it and waking up Kathy who was sleeping beneath. The squeaking springs proclaimed the lust throughout the cell.
Ringo was off to the side, watching as the climax subsided in the young woman.
Duia leaned back and let her body soak in the climax. The waving thrusts of orgasm inundated her being, licking her with bliss.
"Well girls, look at your sister . . . She's just had a good one." Ringo pointed to the quivering woman as the other three females looked up.
Duia didn't notice him. She was whirling in lust. But as the climax wafted from her, the pain, the un-mitigating pain, swept up through her and made her being throb.
"OOOOO," she moaned over and over.
Ringo began laughing. He let out a rebel yell. "Look at this girls, she's really havin' one!"
They watched as Duia twitched in fever. The pain seemed to curl her body back but she couldn't let on. No, every nerve called to her-don't let on the fact that you're in pain-they'll want to know why.
Finally, she was still. Ringo maneuvered his body around.
"You haven't had breakfast either, you know." Duia knew what he meant and couldn't do anything about it.
"Yeah, bring that pecker of yours out in the open and let me drink your juice."
Ringo was on his knees. He pulled his zipper down and let the whopper spring into the air. It was hard as rubber, pulsing and leering at Duia.
"Here it is honey . . . Suck away!"
He scooted on his knees over to the woman and presented the love muscle to her gaping mouth. One thing about Ringo's prick, it was longer and thicker than the asshole Sam's, who had tried to cut her to ribbons in the kitchen.
Her salivating glands were making double-time as she feasted on the thickness of the prick.
She raised her head up while the pink snake of her tongue peeked between her moist lips and dabbed the prick head with its slightly rough texture.
"OO Momma!" Ringo exclaimed. "My old pecker is ready to fly off right now into your throat!"
His excitement turned Duia on more and she enveloped the bulging head into the moistness of her mouth. Using her tongue, she gingerly rolled the thickness from side to side, poking the sides of her cheeks with its fullness.
"Yeah, really get down on it honey," the man greedily implored.
Duia got further down on the shaft, coating the vibrating prick with a warm bath of her saliva. Her tongue stroked the flesh warrior like it was the paintbrush of a master and the skin of the cock was the stretched canvas of her creation.
She rolled the tongue under the dobber, then ran it over the top, all the while tightening the grip with her moist lips.
Ringo was on his knees, trying to jam the pecker further and further into her throat. His balls were dangling like ornaments, as he thrust and twist the pecker, trying to ram it to the hilt.
The three girls were all bug-eyed, watching the action. Peri was rubbing her tits, rolling them in her hand probably imagining that it was her and not her 'sister' who was sucking the fulsome prick of her 'daddy.'
"Oo baby, you're really goin' to get a mouthful!"
Ringo moaned.
Duia could barely wait for the burst of come that would explode from the man's prick and spread its steaming goodness throughout her mouth. She remembered the few times she had sucked Sam's pecker. For some biological reason he couldn't come when she sucked. Once he had let out a little premature emission, giving her the unique flavor of the man's seed. It had only been a little bit of blood from a turnip, so to speak, but it was enough to make her desire more. That was the closest Sam had ever come to coming in her mouth. Usually what would happen would be that he'd draw his prick from her mouth and then squirt it on her belly.
Her hand came up and dug through the man's curly hair until she had a firm grip on his balls. Delicately, she rolled them from side to side, as her mouth continued to bob up and down on the trembling shaft.
Ringo's legs were shaking under the pleasure pressure, helping to ram the prick further down Duia's throat. She spread the wetness of her tongue all around the hardness of his prick, as if it were a fresh cut log in the middle of a warm lake.
Her hand continued its play on his balls, softly feeling the one then the other with delightful little probes.
"Ah shit, woman, you're killin' me with that tongue of yours."
She wanted to answer him. She wanted to blurt out at the top of her lungs, 'Yes I'll kill you with my tongue . . . I'll slay any prick with the softness of my mouth!'
But her mouth was filled with the exuberance of the man's cock, rocking the sides of her cheeks with a reckless play of motion.
Her lips pressed convincingly around the tight thickness of his dong, controlling it with jerking twists this way and that.
Watery streams of her saliva drooled down the slickness of his dick, coating it with warmth.
"Oh fuck, I can take it no longer!" he shouted. "I've got to get a feel of those fleshy tits of yours!"
His hand reached down and through the flapping slit of Duia's nightgown. Her unencumbered boobs were shaking rhythmically to the bobbing of her head.
Ringo got one large, calloused paw around the dainty roundness and squeezed, sending an electrical throb of pleasure up Duia's spine.
The feel of the man's work worn hand on her tit made her squeeze harder with her lips. The nibbed tips of her teeth played carefully along the tightly drawn flesh.
Ringo's hand collared the tit in hot pursuit of her diamond hard nipple. When he located it, he wrapped two fingers around and squeezed gently, shooting a lust-ray through Duia's being.
"Oh shit all mighty," he suddenly groaned. "A big wad is headed your way woman!"
Duia prepared herself the best she could. But no preparation could ready herself for the reality of the explosion. She felt the bone hard pecker tremble and jerk, then boom! A gurgling spray of come spurt out like water from a doubled-up fire hose.
"Ahhhhggggg," Ringo groaned.
Duia was startled by the overwhelming flow of come that filled up the reservoir of her mouth like water behind a dam. The coagulated goo settled at the bottom of her mouth, where she left it be for a moment, savoring the vapors of the steaming seed-letting it permeate her nose which soaked up the odor like a bear after honey.
Then she gulped and sent the slippery come slithering down her gullet and into her belly.
As Ringo's pecker shriveled in recoil she lopped the pearly drops of residue left hanging on the tip of his prick.
'Oh shit,' Duia thought, 'this stuff is really salty. The only way to enjoy it is to take one big glob of it at once.'
Slowly, the once huge prick lost its potency and popped out of the devouring mouth of the young prisoner.
"Mmmmmmmm," she sighed, as the prick left her mouth and flopped like a dead bird between the man's legs.
His hand left the trembling flesh of her tit and he rocked back on his knees.
"Duia! You sure know how to use that mouth of yours . . . I've been sucked off by a lot of women but that was about the best I've ever had."
Duia laid back, licking off the spotting come that dotted her lips.
"Com'on Ringo, give us some of the action," Rocky yelled up to him.
"Yeah, shit, you're paying too much attention to the new one."
Ringo slipped his dripping prick back in his pants.
"Now girls, you remember what happened yesterday . . . it was Duia's turn to enjoy my gifts."
Peri threw her hands up in the air, then popped out one of her tits and held it in hand.
"Here Ringo, give it a suck."
Ringo laughed as he climbed down from the bed. He went over and took the tit in his mouth and sucked a good half of it in his mouth. Peri closed her eyes and moaned as the other two women circled around him.
Kathy wrapped her hand around his waist and undid his pants, slipping them down to his ankles. Kathy and Rocky got down on their knees.
Kathy slid down behind his ass, flicking her tongue down his hairy ass, down into his crack and lodging in his ass-hole.
Rocky wheeled herself between the two, standing figures, saying, "you think Duia can suck. Wait till you get a taste from my tongue!" She opened and fit her rounded lips over the flaccid pecker.
Duia lay on the bed watching the action. She could barely believe her eyes. Ringo was standing, sucking Peri's tit and she wrapped her hands around his head and pressed him close.
Ringo's legs were spread wide. His pants were around his ankles.
Kathy had a grip on his hips, sliding her tongue up and down Ringo's ass, sticking it deep within the ass button before starting the process over again.
Rocky was stroking the pecker with her moist tongue, licking the shaft of all its residual come. Within a moment the prick had regained its potency, thickened to its natural shape.
Ringo let go of Peri's tit, letting the glistening boob bob in the air. Then he pressed his head to the other one, causing the woman to moan like a wounded animal.
Kathy pulled her hands from the hips and put them on the guards cheeks, pulling them apart so that she was able to plunge her tongue deep within his ass, making him squirm backwards into her face.
Duia couldn't deny that she was turned on by the scene. She'd never been into group sex before but it appeared that she was headed in that direction. She wondered how Ringo was able to corral that much power over these women-including herself. For herself it was an expedient. She really had no control over it. There she was in the holding cell, then she met Ringo and his pecker and the next thing she knew she was part of his 'family.' But those other three women seemed enslaved to him. They were all trying to show Ringo that they and only they could give him the pleasure he sought.
Duia marveled at Rocky who was bobbing her head back and forth with reckless abandon. She could see Ringo's cock push out against the woman's throat as she soaked it with the goodness of her saliva.
Kathy seemed utterly possessed by his ass-hole. It was as if she were trying to climb inside the man's ass; such was the power and velocity of her rampaging tongue as it dug into the ass-hole.
Ringo himself was utterly transfixed to Peri's tit, sucking it with all the power of his lungs.
To Duia it looked as if all four of them were one being, all the arms and heads were mere appendages to their sexual organs.
Ringo was shoveling his hips back and forth with wild abandon.
When he wheeled backward, he'd blow into the tongue of the frantic Kathy. His ass would split and down the tongue would dive, deep within his bowels. When he wheeled forward he jammed his pecker further down the throat of the clutching lips of Rocky. Her mouth was split wide (Duia could see her flashing teeth) by the explosive meat of the guard.
Peri dropped one hand and touched the shoulder of Rocky. like a reflex, Rocky's arm slithered up the leg of her Amazon companion. Duia couldn't see what was happening but it didn't take too much imagining to see that Rocky was finger fucking the woman.
Peri was dipping sensuously, as the outline of Rocky's fist could be seen through the fabric of Peri's nightgown.
Rocky took her other hand and cupped Ringo's balls, rolling them carefully from side to side. At the same time Kathy slipped a hand under his ass and joined her 'sister' in fondling the balls.
Ringo's body was shuddering under the assault. He was huffing deeply, emitting low, growling sounds from the pit of his belly. But he didn't let go of Peri's tit. It was as if he were trying to suck all the lactating juice from the woman's tit.
Duia felt her pussy run in juice as she watched the scene. She still felt pain but at the same time she felt the trembling hot vibratory sense of lust. There was something so wildly abandoned about the action-something so primitive and essential, that Duia felt herself get more and more turned on just by watching it.
Suddenly, Ringo's hands wrapped around the head of Rocky. It reminded Duia of what he had done to her that first day in prison. He pulled the young prisoner's head forward, jamming the pecker to the hilt. His mass of hair spread against the woman's face, as she jerked wide-eyed from the frantic action.
Duia could tell she was in pain. It looked like she was gagging or couldn't breathe. Ringo kept her head pinned to his groin, grinding his hips around in a circular fashion, as if he were trying to ream her mouth out with his potent dick.
Rocky continued to finger fuck her comrade, increasing the action under the nightgown, making Peri dip and moan in orgastic frenzy.
Kathy plunged her tongue with all the strength in her body behind her, ramming the appendage into the depths of Ringo's ass pit. The action seemed to push him over the brink. He jerked, driving his cock as far as it could go into the woman's throat-all the way till he let go of Peri's tit and let out the strangest sound Duia had ever heard. It was pure animal. He had come. Duia could see his prick ripple with his rushing wad as it emptied into the throat of the suffocating 'sister.'
"OOOOOO shit," he yelled out.
Rocky stumbled backward, into the legs of Peri, as if the force of the exploding climax had punched her in the belly.
As she fell free of the pecker, the sticky overspill of come rolled over her lips and down on her nightgown.
Kathy--likewise rolled to the side. Then she looked back at Duia and slowly stuck her tongue out.
Duia was beside herself with lust. She hurled the nightgown over her head and stood naked on the bed.
"Come up here Ringo," she said in a defiant voice. "Come on up and fuck me!" She had lost all reason. All she wanted was to feel a big pecker up her pussy. She yelled again. "If you won't come up here I'll go down there!"
She leapt from the bed, her tits flapping up and down.
Ringo was breathing hard. He turned around and watched the passionate prisoner advance forward. A big smile spread across his face.
"Yeah? You wanna fuck daddy huh?" Ringo was whacking his pecker, coaxing it to full strength. The sight of Duia's sleek black pussy seemed to do it for him. Within a minute his dick was hard as ever.
"Hot damn! Three wads and I haven't even had breakfast!"
Duia laid down on Peri's bed and spread her legs. The pink, lips split apart revealing the fleshy muscle of every man's desire.
Ringo knocked his pants off and dove on the bed. He knelt in between her spread legs, his prick waving in the air like a big stick.
He came forward on target and split the pussy lips with a perfect shot.
"OOOOOO shit, shove it in Ringo, shove it all the way"
Ringo blasted his pecker like a jackhammer, frothing the boiling cunt in its own juice.
"OOOOOOO Fuck!" Duia twisted her hips up and around while Ringo wheeled his dong in and out, in and out. His thirsty head lowered onto Duia's blooming tit and sucked it up like a plunger. His tongue played over her nipple, stimulating it to erection.
"God yeah, suck that tit!"
It felt to Duia as if her body could lift off the bed and fly to heaven. The only thing preventing it was the thrusting body of the guard. Somewhere, Duia thought, there was a prick, one single solitary prick, disembodied from its owner, that she'd catch one day and shove up her cunt and keep forever.
But her thoughts were blasted away by the charging steed that was Ringo's pecker.
"Ahhhhhhoooooo Fuck!" she shrieked, as the prick whammed deep inside her. Her well rounded hips juked in the air with careless abandon, squeaking the springs on the bed.
Ringo kept sucking on the tit, lathering it in the warmth of his mouth.
"Oh yeah Ringo, take it all in, ummmmmmmm," Duia moaned.
As Ringo ate the tit, he slid his hands beneath her ass and felt along her ass crack till he found the little ass button. When he touched it Duia went crazy with lust.
"OOOOOO Fuck, jam that finger in there.. . Better yet, ass fuck me! Yeah, ass fuck me!"
The man stopped his thrusting for a moment and looked at her with wild eyes. "Stick it up your ass! You want me to stick it up your ass!" he panted.
"Yeah, com'on, hurry up while the body's still hot!"
Ringo complied by getting off the sweating, vibrating flesh of the young prisoner.
Duia got up on all fours and presented her ass to him like a present. Ringo's stiff prick was dripping with pussy come and he pressed it against Duia's ass button.
"UUUEEE! I can hardly wait to get inside that ass of yours!" Blurted Ringo.
"Quit talking and plow it in there!"
He took hold of her hips and poked his long prick into the flesh folds of her ass.
"Ahhhhhh!" She moaned.
The prick slammed into the ass and screamed to the deep recesses. It squirmed like a snake through the tight opening, sending rushfuls of lust pounding through her spine. Her smooth white ass circled around and around like a mixmaster.
"Oh shit, Duia, you've got a tight one!" Ringo's two hands were clasped around her hips, pulling and pushing. His own hips were thrusting crazily, like a machine whose governor had burnt out.
Duia stroked her hot pussy with her hand, rubbing warm pleasure into herself. She poked a slender finger into the slimy opening and churned the cunt juice, till it was a steaming foam.
"OOOOOO shit," she moaned, ecstatic at the pleasure her ass and finger were giving her. She rubbed the bristling clit, making her body throb with electrical stimulation. She could feel the bone hard prick prod the walls of her ass cavern.
"Breakthrough!" She cried out, the erotic pulsations making her hungry for more.
Ringo jabbed his dick, forcing it against the ass wall, trying with all his might to break the barrier between her ass and pussy. Her finger followed the contours of his bulging cockhead, her hips and pelvis gyrating like mad.
"Hold on lady, 'cause I'm burstin' through!" He yelled. He pulled his dick to the very end so that it was barely poking in, then heaved with all his might, shooting hot raw splinters up her spine.
"OOOOOOOOO," she wailed. Her asshole was burning on fire; it throbbed like the heat of a fading white coal. She wanted it hotter. She wanted her flesh to melt away, melt away in the hot tide pool of rough ass sex.
"Oh God, how I love to have my ass reamed out!" Duia moaned. Her ass was whacking crazily into the thick pecker of the guard. Her finger continued its hot play in the substance of her twat. She blasted the pussy with pounding shots from her fingers, keeping a quick tempo to the humping beat of Ringo's pecker.
"AhhhhhUUUUUU!" She moaned, defenseless against the two pronged attack. Her groan's were like the bleating sounds of fresh fucked virgins.
Duia encouraged a big gush of cunt juice to spill from the dome of her pussy and lathered her finger with a spewing, riverous flow. Blinding flashes of exotic light exploded in her head, lamping the darkest desires contained in her being.
When her finger was sopped with the love juice, she brought it out and circled it like a donut around the plunging tool of Ringo's pecker. The slight friction given off by the fleshy ring gave him extra incentive. He plowed through her like a mule.
"OOOUUUOOOAhhhhh Fuck!" Duia cried out.
The stabbing dick rammed one side of the raw ass cavern then the other with a glue like tenacity. Stalagmites of lust melted in her ass from the hot friction of the burning log.
And inside her twat, deep inside the womb of all desire, a gushing mural weaved itself on the dripping flesh walls, painted by the tip of her finger.
The cave exploded in the icon of lust, bursting liquid pleasure through her being-until she felt as if she had become one total cunt.
"AhhhOOOUUUUEEEE!" She shrieked, as the orgasm pummeled her senses like radioactive dust.
When Ringo heard her cries of pleasure he fired his cannon in and out of the tight burning hole, as if it was firing and recoiling in the midst of a titanic war. He could almost smell of the rising from the interaction.
"Oh shit Ringo! My whole being is burning! Bring it to me. Take me to sexual heaven!"
For Ringo, that was a signal to break the limits of himself and charge his pecker like he'd never done before in his life. His hands gripped the flesh of his hips and vibrated them back and forth, while his pecker became a meaty blur of energy.
"OOOOO ahhhhOOOAhhhhhh!" The young prisoner panted. Her body was consumed by the fiery rays of lust that stripped her of everything but her raw nerves.
Suddenly she heard the guard groan, then felt the climax of consuming come spurt into her hollow bowels and liquefy the steaming air that was frictionalized like a rocket re-entering the atmosphere.
"UUUUUUUUUUU," she sighed in relief. The creamy package filled her ass and soothed it with slimy warmth.
"MMmmmmmm God All Mighty!"
Ringo kept pounding his pecker into the squishy heat, turning and twisting it for all his worth.
"Keep it going Ringo!" the feverish woman pleaded. She wanted her whole ass to be coated by the slinky feel of his come. But the pecker withered away in its own seed. It lost all its tension and plopped out between her ass crack like a cork from a bottle. A thin stream of come followed it out of the red, raw hole and drooled down Duia's thigh.
The woman was huffing and puffing, exalted by the power of her ass. The burning, itching feeling was nothing compared to the thick residue of come that waddled on the floor of the cavern.
Ringo leapt off the bed, his slagging pecker waggling in the air.
The three other women stood around, looking as if they were sizing up the quality of the action.
Duia flattened herself on the bed, scissoring her legs back and forth as if she were trying to squish the come further up her bowels.
Rocky and Kathy looked at each other and smiled. Soon, the three women were circled around the younger 'sister,' patting her, fawning her sweating body.
"You put out pretty fucking good Duia," Peri complimented.
"Yeah," Kathy agreed, "you're really one of us now."
Rocky was standing at the end of the bed watching a bit of Ringo's yellow come slithered out the asshole. She bent over and licked it out of the asshole with her tongue.
Ringo stood off to the side, his hands on his hips, watching with a careful eye the behavior of the three women.