Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: The Pact:  Episode 4 -- The Booster Club Reconstituted
Part: 7 of 31
Universe: The Pact
Summary: School begins, and brings with it new challenges for the group --
including one Amy Winston.  Will she be an ally, or an adversary?
Content: mf mff oral ir D/s

Chapter 7

	It seemed like it was break time; only Bobby was not finished with
what he was doing, largely because Trish and Brenda were deliberately working
him to a lather.  Alonzo, Mark, and Tad settled in the main room where the TV
was playing a porn flick.  Randy sat up across Miriam's upper thighs and
started rubbing and caressing her back and sides -- the next thing to Heaven
for Miriam.

	Candace came downstairs -- nude and masked -- to refresh the drink
supply.  Tad reached out and rubbed her ass as she bent to place more sodas
in the cooler by the coffee table; Candace froze and gave him a look.
Damian, who had been watching the show and letting the other guys get theirs,
was watching and emitted a rumble.  Tad turned around to eye him.  "Problem?"

	"Not with you," Damian replied.  "You wanna feel her up, you go ahead
-- right C?"

	"Um, yeah.  Sorry, Hon -- you just surprised me," Candace apologized.

	"Okay."  Tad put his hand back on Candace's ass and rubbed around.
This woman was pretty hot for old stuff...  "Got a minute?"

	"As soon as I finish the cooler."  She finished, stood, and turned to
him.  "What can I do for you, Hon?"

	"I missed the older ladies last time," Tad muttered, "Are they all as
hot as you?"

	Candace dimpled.  "We vary.  There's quite a catalog, actually."

	"So... what do you do?" Tad asked.

	Candace thought about it, then licked her lips.  Tad was cute,
anyway...  "I do everything, Honey.  Absolutely everything."

	"Woo hoo!" Alonzo clapped.  "That's what I'M talking about!"  Turning
to Tad, he added, "There were two last time, a kinda narrow black woman and a
heavyset white chick.  They both knew EXACTLY what they were doing!"

	"They'll be in later," Candace said, then looked up at Toby, "Won't
they?"

	"Yeah."

	"I remember a kind of thick Chinese woman in the stocks last time,"
Mark muttered.

	"She'll be bringing snacks in a little while," Candace replied.  "Are
you making a special request?"

	"Ummm, no."  Mark shook his head.

	Tad had been rubbing Candace's thigh the entire time.  Candace
returned her attention to him.  "I need to go upstairs and get some chips and
stuff to bring down, but you can... feel free... to go with me..."

	Tad licked his lower lip, eyeing her hotly.  "Maybe I will.  Maybe I
just will."

	Candace smiled and took his hand, pulling him to his feet, then
putting the hand back on her ass.  "Shall we?"  She led him off; he leered
over his shoulder at the others as she led him to the inside stair.

	"Something about the way older women talk..." Alonzo mused.

	"It's called innuendo," Toby supplied.  "They manage to say things
just by their tone of voice."

	"Yeah, that's it." Alonzo nodded.  "I may stay late again."  Mark
nodded, but he knew better than to bother.

	Alyssa had been available and there was no current demand, so Damian
had her backed against him while he played with her titties.  It was a
pleasant diversion, but he could stand a little more...  "Give me a suck," he
whispered in her ear.  Alyssa smiled and went to her knees to go after his
thoroughly familiar cock.

	Alonzo turned his head to look at Bobby.  "What are you still doin'
over there?"

	"Getting the shit teased out of me!" Bobby gasped.  "They're playing
me like a fish!"  That brought a general chuckle.  Then Trish jumped on his
well-prepared cock for a half-dozen deep strokes and Bobby howled and
squirted an HUGE volume of cum into her mouth!

	"Omigawd!" Trish gurgled, trying to swallow.

	Brenda laughed.  "I guess you teased a load out of HIM..."

	Trish choked a bit.  "No kidding!"

	Clint walked over to where Bobby stood recovering.  "Let's get 'em
out of there.  We can always stick 'em back in, later."

	"Sounds good," Bobby nodded, "although I won't be ready for a while."

	"Just have her suck a little more -- it'll come back up," Clint
grinned.

	"Maybe."  Bobby turned his attention to the hole.  "Do you girls have
masks?"

	"Yes," Trish replied.

	"Put them on and come out.  Clint and I want you."

	"Okay!"  The pair got organized quickly and came out.  Bobby and
Clint brought them to the couch and the others moved or otherwise gave them
room.

	Alonzo eyed Brenda.  "There's only one chick in school looks like
that, Clint -- and you're dating her anyway -- why not dump the mask?"

	"Well, we're trying not to get them reputations," Clint replied.

	"I don't think there's any shitheads here," Alonzo allowed, looking
around.  "Any shitheads here?"  He swung around to eye Damian.  "How many of
these chicks are really taken?"

	Damian looked at Toby, who shrugged.  "Most of 'em," he replied.
"That one is Terence's," he pointed out Bonita, who was sitting on the exam
table next to Terence.  "This one's mine."  He pointed down to where Alyssa
knelt, then waved at the couch.  "Clint's..."

	Toby picked it up, waving at Trish, "Bobby's..."  Damian blinked in
surprise; Randy looked up from his seat atop Miriam and grunted.

	"Any really open?" Alonzo asked.

	"A couple," Toby replied.  "One's upstairs with Pete..."

	"So why are you sharing?"

	Toby shrugged.  "It's complicated.  Actually, a lot of the hookups
happened AFTER we started sharing.  In some cases it seems to improve
things."

	Alonzo pursed his lips.  "The older stuff?"

	"Generally available," Damian replied.  "But because they're older
they're not gonna be something you keep.  That's okay with them, mostly --
it's just sex, you know?   Older chicks get horny."

	"Since they know all about it, they're great teachers," Toby added,
"and the no-strings thing can be a pretty good deal for everybody."

	Alonzo nodded.  "What about that one?"  He pointed at Miriam.

	Randy had climbed off Miriam, who was asleep from a combination of
sexual release and massage.  He crossed quietly to the couch and whispered,
"Sorry.  Mine."  A number of people in the room nodded, unsurprised --
including Alonzo.

	"Next time we do this," Toby announced, "I think there's going to be
some fresh stuff.  We're just sort of consolidating right now.  I've been
hearing that there might be new volunteers; we're kind of testing the format.
Let me ask you guys," he waved at Alonzo and Mark, "if we got volunteers in
and had a couple of rules for their protection, would you be game?"

	"What rules?" Mark asked.

	"What girls do here stays here.  If some girl who comes here gets a
rep as a slut and we can trace it back to you, you're done -- no coming back,
ever," Toby told him.

	"That sounds fair," Mark mused.

	"If you think about it, it lets a girl let her hair down," Toby
explained.  "She can do stuff here that she wouldn't be able to anywhere else
-- fantasies, that kind of thing.  Chicks that volunteer will be here to meet
guys and have sex -- and you guys benefit.  If we catch you trying to
blackmail some chick because she let go and took on three guys at a time and
at some point you figured out who she is, you're gone -- AND we'll be looking
for ways to get even for her!"  His eyes swept the group.  "And we'll have
ways.  You guys have kind of been living off the fat of the land -- we had
too many girls and not enough guys so we set up these meets to keep the girls
busy.  Things have shaken out, mostly, though, so we'll be wanting to do
initiations..."

	"What kind of initiations?" Mark asked warily.

	"To be announced.  Whatever it ends up being will be illegal,
immoral, or both, though, to ensure your good behavior," Toby replied.

	Mark pursed his lips.  "I dunno..."

	"That's fair," Toby told him.  "Nobody wants you doing anything you
can't handle.  You volunteer to join.  What we're doing is protecting the
group -- I don't have to tell you that there are street gangs that do worse
than anything we'll be up to."

	"Can you give us an example?" Alonzo queried.

	"Well, not robbing banks.  Usually, it's sexually-oriented."  Toby
mused a moment.  "Take the older ladies -- just having sex with us guys is
illegal -- and given the recent focus on pedophiles, it's very dangerous for
them.  I don't think it's wrong, and I CERTAINLY don't think WE'RE being
exploited -- but a prosecutor would love it."

	Alonzo snorted.  "Victimless crime."

	"Stupid law, more like," Damian grunted.  "It's total bullshit - but
it keeps the women from blabbing all over about the group."

	"We've been lax on the guys, in general -- but just about everybody
in the group has a skeleton in his closet," Toby told them, "just like the
girls.  It isn't always easy to find something.  There's an easy one -- and
it isn't illegal -- but it's not something that guys leap at..."

	Mark eyed him.  "What is it?"

	"Gay sex."

	"Yuck!"

	"Exactly," Toby chuckled.  "NOBODY wants THAT on the street --
especially if someone could back up the charge with pictures and video -- so
while it's legal, it isn't popular."

	Alonzo grimaced.  "Damned straight!  So what else you got?  What
other rules?"

	"Well, the second thing is kind of procedural," Toby told them.
"It's the carrot for the girls.  It goes like this:  You hook up with a chick
and you like what you're getting from her.  You come to me.  I check back
with the chick.  If it's mutual, THEN I tell you who she is -- BUT you pay
for the information."

	"How?" Mark asked.

	"You have to take her out -- twice -- in public.  She has to be seen
with you.  I don't care who she is -- if you get to see her face, you have to
take her out," Toby explained.

	"What if she's a nice fuck but I don't wanna stay hooked up?" Alonzo
asked.

	"That's all cool -- AFTER the two dates.  You see, some of these
chicks are never going to get their faces out there -- never going to be
noticed.  Most of the chicks in this room didn't have boyfriends before they
joined the group -- and weren't happy about it.  Even if you put her on the
street after the two dates, she's been out with you -- and that makes her
visible -- got it?"

	"What if she's stone ugly?" Alonzo asked.  "I have to hold up my head
-- and I can't tell anybody she's a hot fuck because of the other rule,
right?"

	Toby shrugged.  "It's the price you pay."

	Alonzo pursed his lips.  "I guess."

	"How many stone ugly chicks have you seen around?" Toby asked.

	"Heh.  Guess you're right."

	"This is just an idea we're working on -- nothing is set in
concrete," Toby advised them.  "It's all subject to change.  And tonight goes
on as usual."

	"That's for DAMN sure," Damian muttered under his breath.  This new
stuff was gonna have to be the subject of some SERIOUS conversation...

	Alonzo flicked a glance at Damian, smiled crookedly, and nodded.
"Well, it looks like I ought to stay late..."

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	Upstairs, Pete was rounding third with his dick in some chunky little
bitch, doggy-style.  Toby had been right; say what you want about this one,
she was All-Pro for pussy!  She'd collected a hand before he got lost after
closing the door, dragged him to the center of the room and got him out of
his clothes, then proceeded to deliver a world-class blowjob.  When he'd
grunted that he wanted to finish up in pussy, she'd switched up without a
quiver, leading him to the bed, crawling up on it, and whispering, "Is this
okay?"  Pete had fumbled his way behind her and she'd helped him get his cock
pointed in the right direction and away they went!  She was being quiet, but
that didn't mean she wasn't making enough sounds for him to tell how he was
doing -- and besides, her bubble butt was wiggling all over and her pussy was
moving and it seemed like he was hitting a new place with every stroke!
Grunts and groans and whines -- not to mention the way her pussy clamped down
on him, then got wet -- told Pete that she'd gotten off twice - and was
headed for three.  Problem was, Pete was close, too!

	Some things you just can't fix; Pete wasn't going to be able to hang
around for her.  "Gonna get a nut..." he gasped.

	"Do it!" she hissed.  "Cum!  Fill me up!"  The little bitch must've
had some pussy control, because she started milking him -- and Pete lost it,
right there!

	"AWWWWWW SHIIIIIIT!"  His dick let go and the top of his head just
about came off -- and that pussy kept milking him while the little bitch
crooned, "Yeah, Baby!  That feels so good..."

	Pete leaned on her for a few seconds, getting his breath back, then
backed off -- but she swapped ends and wrapped some seriously hot lips around
his sensitive shank.  The aftermath suck was almost as good as getting the
nut itself; his dick was seriously fucking sensitive and she had a hot mouth
and a frisky tongue.  In fact, he never REALLY went down -- she just
eventually shifted to jacking him and licking his balls and he decided it was
time to go again.  "Hey, let's do it..."

	"Want me on my back this time?"

	"Sure."  He crawled between her upraised legs and she helped him get
his dick in her crack where it belonged, and he slid forward into that hot
twat a second time -- and it was just as good as the first!  Better, maybe,
due to the different angle...  Pete braced his hands on the back of the
little bitch's thighs and hammered away at her twat -- and she managed
somehow to move the thing, rocking it up and down and back and forth while
grunting and panting and rubbing his arms and telling him in whispers how
good it was for her.  There was no question in Pete's mind that she was
loving it, too!

	Pete was right; Tabitha was having a ball!  She wasn't sure who she'd
gotten -- the sudden blast of light through the open door left her as blinded
from dazzle as it left Pete from the darkness -- but he was doing just fine
from her perspective!  Tabitha got to feel Pete up as she undressed him, and
THAT was fine.  Cocksucking was something you did with other senses besides
your eyes, anyway; whoever it was had a NICE dick!  And the fucking?
Omigawd!  He'd pushed her through two orgasms from behind and hadn't even
really gone down in her mouth, afterward -- and cleaning the cum off his cock
turned into a fluff job when he told her he wanted to go again!  This time --
well, something was up -- maybe he was hitting her G-spot; all she knew was
that it was too good not to let go some, despite Toby's warnings that she
needed to whisper so that whoever it was wouldn't recognize her voice.  She
needed to touch him -- needed to tell him how GOOD he was -- needed to
express her pleasure more openly...

	Pete noticed that she was spinning up, getting more vocal as he drove
his cock down into her.  She was wide open for him, and pushing her pussy up
at him to give him everything he could get, and her whispered exclamations of
excitement slowly graduated to low but impassioned tones as she gasped, "Oh,
Baby!  Drill me!  There!  Right there!  Omigod!  Fuck!  Fuck!" and her pussy
clamped down on him until, despite his fairly quick rhythm, he was being
clutched by her inner lining along the whole available length of his cock all
through his stroke!

	Pleasure threatened to overwhelm him; gritting his teeth, he gasped,
"Jeezus, Babe!  What a fuck you are!  Goddamn!"

	Tabitha clutched her unknown lover as best she could, rubbing his
arms with her hands and his hips with her feet, moaning, "You're all over my
G-spot or something -- it's so good I could just die!  Fuck!  Fuck!  Oh, God!
Fuck!"  She was in a continuous cycle where even the bottom end was
incredible, and the peaks -- indescribable!  She knew she was going to scream
-- and couldn't stop it; her body was reaching for this one all on its own,
"OH!  OH!! OMIGAAAWDD!!  AAAAIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"

	Pete was there, anyway, right on the edge -- but the little bitch
made it impossible to delay anything by screaming bloody murder while she
went ABSOLUTELY NUTS under him -- and trapped him, somehow, with her feet in
the small of his back in the process!  Her pussy squirted something hot and
wet right dead on the top of his dick and it just blew his brains out!  It
felt like his dick swelled to three times its original size and he was
pushing out baseball --sized globs of cum; it hurt some, but it felt
incredible!  He blasted out four big ones before his balls ran out of ammo,
leaving his dick cycling dry in her swampy cunt, then he shifted his hands
away from her thighs and flopped down atop her.

	The very first thing she did was start chewing his ear, panting, "Oh,
Baby!" while she wrapped her arms and legs around him.

	"Yeah," he gasped, unable to find the resources to say anything too
intelligent.  "Goddamn!"  Then he relaxed while she cuddled him and crooned
in his ear, giving him goose-bumps.

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	In the kitchen, Tad was all over the woman referred to as 'C,' who
managed to welcome his advances while preparing bowls of chips and pretzels
and stuff to take back downstairs.  Nothing appeared to be off-limits; Tad
started out feeling her ass, but ended up rubbing everything he could get his
hands on.  Breasts got a lot of attention; Tad stood behind her and fondled
and mauled them, more or less reverently.  Candace moved slowly when she
shifted positions, telegraphing her movements so the hands on her breasts
weren't disturbed.  It was sort of like dancing; Candace found Tad's
eagerness and arousal pleasant and amusing.  Tad's advances were more like
Hank's than Damian's; he was a big, friendly puppy who wanted to experience
it all...

	When she had a tray gathered, Candace told Tad, "Okay, Hon -- let me
take this stuff downstairs, and then we can get comfortable somewhere."  Tad
nodded and stepped back, and she headed downstairs with the tray.

	Alonzo looked up.  "Where's Tad?  You lock him in a closet
somewhere?"

	Candace smiled.  "He's impatiently awaiting my return so he can touch
whatever tiny patches of my skin he's missed thus far."

	Alonzo laughed.  "Well, he's probably got the right idea.  How's Pete
doin'?"

	"He hasn't come out of the bedroom," Candace related.  "I think I
heard a scream of joy a few minutes ago."

	"Cool."  Alonzo returned his attention to the video.  "Dunno how much
more of this I can take.  I'm gonna need... something... soon."

	"Me, too," Clint mumbled.

	"Jeez, Baby," Brenda complained, "I'm right here on your lap..."

	"Yeah, stupid me!"  Clint grinned.  "Get up so I can get out of
these..."  Brenda stood, and Clint got out of his pants.  "How do you want
it?"

	"I'll sit on it."  Brenda leaned in.  "I'll blow Alonzo if you
want..." she whispered.

	Clint pursed his lips.  "Okay."

	"If the mask is a waste of time..."

	"Take it off."

	Alonzo, who had taken the couch arm when Clint and Brenda and Bobby
and Trish arrived, watched as Brenda straddled Clint's legs and reached
between hers to find Clint's cock, then slowly settled on it.  He watched her
smile, eyes closed, as she rose and fell on it a couple of times, then she
reached into his lap and grasped his cock, too.  "Can you stand up?" she
asked.

	"Hey..."  Worried, Alonzo checked with Clint.  But Clint waved it
off, smiling a little crookedly, so Alonzo stood and delivered, and Brenda
sucked him in.  He hissed in pleasure, but Brenda backed off.  "I can't
promise a great job -- I'm fucking."

	Alonzo waved it off.  "It might be better if it wasn't -- I just need
to take the edge off.  I'm trying to save some for later."

	"I'll just soak it, then..."  Brenda held him in her mouth while she
used her hands on his hips to give her leverage for her primary activity --
riding Clint's thick, hard pole.

	Terence eyed Randy.  "Want to swap?"

	"What?"

	"Tables."

	Randy nodded.  Miriam was awake again; he was just fooling around,
rubbing her here and there.  He tugged her arm and she got off the table.
Terence waved to Bonita to get up on it on her back and she grinned from ear
to ear as she complied.  Meanwhile, Randy led Miriam to the exam table.
"Climb up between the stirrups and lie back," he directed in a whisper.
Miriam complied, and Randy proceeded to get out the bindings and bind her
legs and feet into the stirrups and belt her torso down to the table top.  As
Terence slid into Bonita, Randy surfaced a vibrator from the drawer of the
exam table and started wielding it on Miriam's vulva.

	"Omigod!" Miriam croaked.  She was tied down tight, helpless -- and
he was teasing her...  "Aaaaahhh!"

	Mark let his focus move from couple to couple before announcing, "I
think I'm gonna hit a booth... "  He headed for Booth One.

	Sally recognized the cock when he poked it through.  "This guy comes
a quart!" she whispered to Amy, who giggled, "but he's fast..."

	Trish eyed Bobby, who shook his head.  "Not for a while yet.  I want
to do a good job.  I'll just play..."  He rocked her back against the couch
arm and pushed one leg out so he could get at her pussy.  "Tell me what feels
good."  He started running three fingers along her labia.

	"Mmmmmm..." Trish moaned.

	"You teased me -- now I'm gonna tease you!" Bobby chuckled.

	"Play with my breasts," Trish panted.  "I LOVE that!"  Bobby sucked
in a nipple and Trish started to gently undulate.

	Across the room, barely forty-five seconds after Randy got started
with the vibrator, Miriam was humping and jittering her way through an
orgasm.  She would have been screaming her head off, but Randy had stuck the
middle and ring fingers of his left hand in her mouth; as a result, all she
could get out was a series of impassioned moans.  Randy waited until it was
clear that she was over the hump and let up with the vibrator, then went
fishing in the drawer for his next toy -- a nice, fat butt plug!

	Brenda was posting at the trot on Clint's blood sausage -- her mouth
full of Alonzo's limiting her vocalizations to, "Mmph!  Mmph!  Mmph!  Mmph!"
at every impact of her ass with his lap...

	... And Bonita was crooning happily as Terence's pubic bone bashed
hers and his glans tapped her cervix every half-second.

	Damian and Alyssa were nowhere in sight...

	Amy knew where they were, though.  Amy knew where every male on the
premises was -- and just about all of them were wrapped in the pleasure of a
woman.  Sally was too busy to notice, but Amy was virtually catatonic --
there was just too much male pleasure too close!  She knew every sensation
Mark got from Sally's sucking mouth, and how Trish's nipple tasted and why
Terence loved his little round woman and she could compare the effects of
Brenda's suction of Alonzo with Sally's suction of Mark...

	... and she knew what Randy was doing to Miriam -- and why -- and
that he KNEW the girl was loving every second of it!

	More distant was the feel of Pete starting to move again in Tabitha,
and his thought process as he did detective work, trying to figure out who
she was -- and she knew now, before he did, that he was going to ask Toby for
her name.  In the living room, on the couch, Tad was trying to suck in the
entirety of one of Candace's breasts while she taught him the finer points of
female masturbation -- and slowly jacked his rock-hard erection.

	Damian had Alyssa on a lounger on the back deck, her knees up and
spread while he stroked into her, rhythmically.  Damian had been the only one
of the boys to worry Amy, initially -- but now she was convinced that none of
them were an issue -- even Lon, who was fuming a bit at spending his Friday
evening in his room, alone, while Sally sucked dicks in the basement.  Oh, he
could go down there, but Sally needed the reminder that she was just meat --
especially since she wasn't...  It was an odd game that pair played -- Damian
did something akin to it with Alyssa, and Randy was enjoying another
variation with Miriam.  Amy realized that the urge to dominate wasn't bred
out of the male -- and wasn't going to be, any time soon.  And with that came
the realization that submission was still a feminine component, too.
Granted, there was a range for such things -- but in many cases, stimulation
of one end of the equation caused a balancing surge.  None of the males was
in the business of sadistically damaging his playmate, and, clearly, all of
the girls involved knew it.

	Rick was with Teela, his welter of emotions not as strong as the
others since he wasn't being directly stimulated sexually.  He was worried
that Teela wasn't having her needs fulfilled by him -- and might set him
aside as a result.  He worried that his manhood wasn't adequate -- despite
evidence to the contrary.  And he worried that if he bent to Teela's wishes
and started including Sonya in their sex play, the problem would come to a
head.

	Toby, of course, wasn't there...

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	Toby literally wasn't there -- he was picking up Jiang Yi.  They were
loading take-out into the car.  "Where is Frank's dinner?" Toby asked.

	"I...  He doesn't expect me."  Jiang Yi hung her head.

	"I'll take you to Frank's right after we drop the food," Toby
promised.  "There is no need for you to stay."  Jiang Yi's situation was
readable from her face -- you didn't need to be inside her head.  The blocky
little Oriental woman was totally infatuated with her man...

	"I don't think he wants me there," Jiang Yi choked.  "Something about
peace and quiet..."

	"You be in bed when he gets there," Toby told her.  "He'll probably
get drunk or something.  Keep him from puking in the bed and he'll be happy
you're there."  He eyed her.  "Frank's done without for a long time -- he's
used to it.  He knows it isn't BETTER, but it's familiar.  And guys need an
occasional chunk of privacy, too.  Just give him space when he wants it."
Jiang Yi smiled and nodded and they finished and set off for Carpenter's
without the cloud that had previously hung over her.

	Amy sat in chair in the back of Booth One, rocking, her eyes glassy,
as here and there in her vicinity some male erupted in orgasm.  Damian was
actually ahead of most of the others; he and Alyssa had been fucking for
several minutes before Brenda lit off things.  As he settled atop Alyssa,
sucking her neck, his cock subsiding after flooding her pussy, Clint started
jamming up into Brenda as his peak became urgent and inescapable.  Alonzo
backed off; Clint was rattling Brenda's teeth with his attack, and he didn't
want his cock between them.  Clint lunged up, literally picking his spindly
girlfriend up under the knees and finishing by holding her in midair and
jamming himself into her for several strokes before erupting inside her, then
carefully reseating himself.  After a moment, Brenda, exhausted, rolled her
head up and asked Alonzo, "Do you want me to finish?"

	"No, I'm good.  Gonna wait for the late show.  Thanks," Alonzo told
her.

	Bobby had teased Trish through three orgasms, until she begged him to
stop -- but by then, he was too hot to just back off!  They were on a mat on
the pool table, and Bobby was sucking a nipple and pounding away almost
silently between Trish's upraised knees while she whined and moaned and
grunted her pleasure out.

	Terence was the next to blow his wad, pushing deep into Bonita's
plush pussy and splattering her cervix with his seed.  Bonita cooed love
words in Spanish; Clint chuckled, hearing them from across the room.

	Randy was tearing Miriam up; he had the butt plug in her and was
between the stirrups, pounding his cock in and out of her while holding the
vibrator against her clit.  Miriam was completely gone, overloaded; the past
minute or so had been one long orgasm and it just kept going and going and
going!  "Omigod!  Omigod!  I can't stand it!  No!  No!  Please!
AAAIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"

	Randy grinned and tossed the vibrator; Miriam was trying to move the
exam table purely by throwing her weight around!  Her pussy was a clutching
volcano -- he couldn't hold out in the face of her over-stimulated vagina's
efforts to suck him inside her, so he let out a roar and blasted another load
into her quaking cunt.  Miriam gave a screech and passed out, right then and
there!

	Last, but not least, was Mark; Sally had deliberately teased him,
backing off when she felt him getting close, extending his pleasure.  She had
successfully detected three separate imminent orgasms, bringing him close,
but backing off at the critical moment.  Mark was actually appreciative; his
pleasure had been extended well beyond expectation and the delay had done
wonders for his self-image -- but Sally was about to pay the price for her
teasing and pleasing...

	This time, things were under way before Sally caught them -- and Mark
had charged up quite a bit and had been given plenty of time and stimulation
to prepare a MASSIVE load; Sally got the flood before he could even grunt,
properly.  And flood it was!  Mark filled her mouth twice!  This was no
teaspoonful -- it was more like a quarter cup!  Sally swallowed and dribbled
and choked and gasped -- and Mark whispered, "Sorry!" but he didn't go
anywhere; he just waited for her to pull herself together and clean up the
dribbles.  This was going to be his last load of the evening, no doubt; he
wanted to enjoy the aftermath...

	When Toby and Jiang Yi got there, the place looked like a war zone --
exhausted bodies sprawled everywhere.  And things were still happening
upstairs...