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 Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: More Juice !
Part: 11 of 12
Universe: 'Vegas
Summary:
Keywords: (MF Mf+ oral)
Language: English
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the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML).

   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  As a friend of
my wife calls it, MSU (made shit up).  Las Vegas - The City of JUICE.  The
mobsters coined it but left it to the politicians.  The politicians used it
to enrich the usual suspects.  Their families and friends for sure.  Some
claim it's dead after the recent conviction of several county commissioners
for taking bribes.  They're wrong.  JUICE is alive and well.  Sometimes
it's money.  Sometimes it's sex.  Sometimes it's just an introduction.  The
currency is immaterial.  It's called JUICE !

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.  Any
public figures mentioned are for back ground and time line purposes only.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   More Juice !

   Book XI

   (MF MF+ oral)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   In Tribute

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   Chapter Thirty-One

   Jake Morrison's cell phone was ringing.  He stumbled around looking for
his pants.  He found his phone.  It was Daniel.

   "Jake here."

   "Daniel.  Pick you up at eight, okay ?"

   "Roger.  Over and out." Jake looked at his phone.  It was seven at
night. He pulled his curtains aside and looked over at the Gilbert's home.
It was dark out.  He headed for the shower.

   At seven fifty-five Jake entered the park and slowly made his way to the
south edge.  He stayed in the trees and kept a good look out for walkers,
joggers, whatever.  He saw Daniel's corolla pull up to the curb and moved
briskly toward the vehicle.

   Neither of them spoke until they were on Warm Springs, heading east. 
"Get a good day's rest ?" Daniel asked.

   "Fuck !  I slept for over ten hours, dude.  I sure hope we don't have to
go through shit like that again for a while.  How about you ?"

   "Yea, don't worry, man.  That's it for this year and `Yachtsman' told me
it was his last trip.  The way `Snake's' been lately, I think we'll be
backing off a bit.  But hey !  You'll have plenty of weed to get those good
looking ladies loaded and don't tell me you're not fucking them all,
duude."

   Jake laughed and directed Daniel to turn right.  They slowly traveled
through the residential area.  The motor home had been gone for days.  She
was waiting and came walking down the driveway before Daniel came to a
stop. Jake reached back and opened the rear door.  Tilly Matterhorn climbed
in with a full backpack.  The car moved forward before the door slammed
shut.

   "Tilly, my dear, how are you feeling this fine evening ?" Daniel was
keyed up.  He knew that he was going to spend a lot of time out at the
"Hacienda" fucking a lot of eager pussy.  He hoped Tilly Matterhorn was one
of them.

   "Feeling good, boy friend." Tilly called almost every guy "boy friend."

   "You guys ready to party ?" Tilly was already listening to her Ipod, ear
plugs already in her ears.  Daniel turned back forward and concentrated on
his driving.  Jake was smiling.  He was glad he told Tilly and her friends,
when this all started, that these guys were real ass bandits.  Twenty
minutes later they had picked up Karen White and Cathie Black, the other
two lookout girls, and headed for the "Hacienda." Daniel thought they were
hot, little ladies, too.....

   .....Daniel Haefner and Jake Morrison led the girls through the casino
and out toward the dock.  The girls were excited about going to the
"Hacienda" for the weekend.

   Karen White, one of Jake's distributors, cried out, "Oh !  Shit !  Jake
this is so mother fuckin' cool !" She was a tall and skinny, blonde with
hardly any chest.  Nice looking, though.  Daniel was thinking he'd like to
bone Cathie Black, who had nice titties and a nice, fat butt.

   "Oh !  Wait 'till you get there.  This is nothing.  Just a high roller
hotel.  Fuck !  The place, we're going, is like a palace !" Jake was
excited because he knew he'd be getting a big bonus from "Snake." He could
tell by the way Casey spoke with him about a future with the network and
there was always the hemp peddling.

   He wondered if he should share his "bonus" with the girls ?  Just then
Casey roared around the end of the dock in the boat at a high rate of
speed. A big speed depleting turn and large rooster tail later, he was
coasting toward where they stood.  Daniel stood by to grab the tie down and
Jake got the ladies lined up.

   "Hey !  Jake...Daniel...Ladies...You ready to partae !?" Jake figured
Casey had probably been drinking.  The girls were already aboard so Jake
jumped aboard, followed by Daniel.  Casey engaged the motor and they
cruised away from the dock at a reasonable speed.  He didn't want to get
the girl's clothes wet.

   As they cleared the dock, Casey handed a pipe back to Jake.  "Come on,
Jake.  Start the party off." The boat ride took about ten minutes and there
were a lot of "ohs" and "ahas" as they cruised by these frightfully
expensive, fully lit mansions.

   Daniel jumped to the dock at the "Hacienda" and the girls rushed off the
boat with their backpacks.  Jake followed and Casey was last.  He elbowed
Jake, "Some nice looking ladies, Jake.  You trust them out here ?" He
laughed.

   "They're my friends, Casey.  I've been out here before, remember ?" Jake
laughed.  "I told them you're all very dirty old men.  Shit, man !  They're
my best distributors, dude.  They know the score but keep your hands off
Tilly." Casey clapped Jake on the shoulder and kept it there as he guided
him up the lawn that surrounded the pool area.  It was still warm out,
probably high sixties.

   There were several young ladies hanging around the bar next to the pool.
They were all in their early twenties and wearing bikinis as there were
several of those space heaters placed around the bar.  An upgrade from the
barrels full of firewood those many years ago.  One of them looked over and
then started rushing toward them.  Jake noticed that it was Gina Colgate.
She'd put on weight and her tits were huge.  Jake couldn't take his eyes
off their bouncing cadence as she approached him.

   "Oh !  Jake, lover, I've heard you're a hero !" She mashed her lips
against his and drove her tongue into his mouth.  Jake caught on quick and
grabbed his neighbor's butt...Lot of meat there.  Casey continued on toward
the "Hacienda." "Snake" and Carlos were lugging a keg of beer toward the
bar.  The tiki torches were already lit.  It was party time !

   Daniel was ahead with the ladies, showing them to their rooms.  Gina
still had herself draped around Jake and he loved it.  Several of the other
girls around the bar had taken notice.

   "Snake" called to him.  "Come on, Jake, grab a beer and give us a hand.
You girls run up to the kitchen and bring down the food !" The three girls
all headed toward the "Hacienda." Jake and Gina met "Snake" and Carlos
under the cabana by the pool.

   "Jake Morrison this is Carlos Santiago.  Carlos this is Jake." The tall
dark Cuban held out his hand and grasped Jake's.

   "Hear only good things about you, man.  Good work on the weed.  The
driver was very impressed.  I'm going to need a lot of help with this
computer shit..."

   "Sure...Sure...Mister Santiago...Any time, man." "Snake" laughed.  It
was the first time he'd seen Jake look a little uneasy.  The girls were
coming from the "Hacienda" with the food.  "Snake" poured himself a beer.
There were half a dozen young ladies here he'd like to fuck.  Here comes
Kent Gilbert and Colleen, the Mrs.  Kent Gilbert.  Maybe, he'd work on
getting mother and daughter to share him ?  He would definitely plug her
daughter's butt while she was out here.  It had been a while.

  
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   Agent Mindy Weathers had driven.  Consequently, Anderson was looking
through the power glasses.  The sun was close to setting and he was looking
only ten degrees or so off that bearing.  Visibility was poor.  There had
been no activity on the boat since the suspects finished eating, two hours
ago.

   "You say he swam over to the island this morning ?"

   "Yea.  It took him forever.  I'm putting Agent Martinez over there this
weekend.  He's been getting screwed on the shifts and gets a little
payback. The locals say it'll be real busy on the weekend.  Headquarters
sent two more agents from 'Vegas, no less."

   "We gonna get time to get a drink or two tonight ?"

   "You're gonna get more than a couple of drinks, Agent Davies.  You gonna
be up to it ?" She grabbed his thigh.

   Agent Davies felt the thrill of her touch run up his thigh and engage
his cock.  He spread his thighs and her hand worked up to his strengthening
cock.  She started stroking his meat.  He was still looking through the
glasses.  The sun was close to going down.  Mindy was working on his fly.
She wanted to suck his cock.  She was opening his pants and looking around.
Down she went.

   "Oh !  Fuck !" Whispered Anderson.  "Suck it, baby.  Suck that cock."
There was some activity on the boat.  Just movement, really, was all that
he could discern.  "Stop !  Stop !" Mindy kept sucking his cock.  He pushed
her face away from his crotch.  "I think they dove off the boat !"

   "Forget it, honey.  It'll take them forever." Came from below the
dashboard.

   "Look...Look !" Mindy sat up straight.  Two figures were swimming at a
very swift crawl across the distance from the "Viper" to the shore of
Balboa Island.

   "Fuck !" Mindy cried as she started the car.  She looked off toward the
bridge and found it crammed with slow moving car traffic.  Instead of
engaging the transmission, she just leaned her head against the steering
wheel.  The figures were already walking up the sand of Balboa island. 
They were defeated.  They'd never find them now !

   "Yachtsman" beat Jill by just a few yards.  He looked back at their
watchers.  The vehicle hadn't moved.  With the sun setting, they'd have a
hard time getting a good look at them but they'd see this.  Jill was now
standing next to him.  He turned away from the watchers.  So did Jill.

   "On three...One, two, three." They both bent and pulled their suits down
over their butts and slapped their buns a few times with their hands. 
Moments later they disappeared into the haze of dusk that was quickly
turning sunset into dark.

   "They just dropped their pants and bared their asses to us.  Oh !  My
fucking god !  The fuckers did it again.  They're always a step ahead.  How
do those assholes do this all the time !?"

   Mindy's head never came off the steering wheel.  Anderson dropped the
glasses.  "Let's go get a drink, Weathers.  We need a drink."

   Chapter Thirty-Two

   "Yachtsman" spied the vehicle and nodded his head toward it.  Jill moved
off to toward the other side of the street.  There was a single man sitting
in the driver's seat.  "Yachtsman" stepped out into the street and
approached him.  He was smiling.  Inside five feet, "Yachtsman" recognized
him.  He nodded to Jill and she immediately headed for the rear of the
vehicle.  "Yachtsman" followed.

   They were both seated in the last row of seats and would be very
difficult to see unless the van was stopped.  The driver turned.

   "You probably don't remember, `Yachtsman,' but I ran a couple of loads
for you way back when.  Carlos sent me up here to give you all a ride to
the airport.  Are you being perused ?"

   Mike Minter answered.  "Probably, Tony, but they're stretched thin."

   Tony turned forward and called out over his shoulder.  "Carlos sent
those bags.  They got some clothes and shit in them, to make you look like
you're going to 'Vegas for the weekend.  Boarding passes are in the bags.
We got thirty minutes, no sweat.  Enjoy the ride." The van was at the
corner and turning toward the main drag that was bumper to bumper and
moving at about two miles an hour.

   Mike and Jill started toweling off.  Twenty minutes later they were
rushing through John Wayne Airport, avoiding the surveillance cameras. 
They made the flight with minutes to spare and the flight took off on time.

  
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   "Snake" was sitting behind his desk.  It was still dark with just some
pink behind the western mountains.  Most everyone was down by the pool
getting drunk or stoned, probably both.  He could see Carlos throwing one
of the girls into the pool.  He couldn't remember her name.  There was a
knock at the door.  "Snake" buzzed the door open.

   Tilly Matterhorn poked her head into the room.  When she saw "Snake"
over behind the desk she inched her way into the room.  Karen White and
Cathie Black were behind her.  "We in the right place ?"

   "Yes, ladies.  Please come on in.  Get yourself a drink." There was a
pitcher of margaritas on the bar along with half a dozen salted glasses. 
The girl all headed to the bar and it was several minutes before they
seated themselves in front of "Snake's" desk.

   "You're all seniors in high school, right ?" They all nodded.  "Going to
college ?" Only one nodded her head up and down.  "Snake" smiled.  It was
the tall, skinny one with glasses.  Pretty good looking but not in the same
class as the other two.

   "What are you two doing after school's done ?" They both shrugged their
shoulders.  "Well, maybe you can work for me ?" The looked interested. 
"But that's for another day.  Those envelopes you picked up off the chairs
are my way of saying thanks for doing an outstanding job with my cargo. 
You're all receiving the same amount.  I'm not sure that's fair but your
present boss, Jake, was not consulted about this bonus."

   Karen White, the tall skinny one, the one that was going to college, got
up to get herself another drink.  Tilly Matterhorn tore open the envelope
and counted her bonus, twenty-five hundred dollars in hundreds and fifties.
She looked up at "Snake" and smiled.

   "Thanks, Mister Edwards." Cathie Black was also counting hers.  She was
bouncing up and down on her chair.  Money, whiskey and young ladies just
seemed so natural.  "Snake" was pretty sure that two of them would play. 
The tall, skinny one turned away from the bar and fanned her bills around.

   "Wow !  Thanks, Mister Edwards !  Oh !  Wow !"

   "Snake" continued, "Are any of you involved with Jake ?" A few moments
passed.

   "Depends on how you define `involved.'" "Snake" smiled over at the tall,
skinny one.  Karen White was her name.  "I think we're all sleeping with
him." She looked over at the other two.  Cathie Black was a short thing,
like Tilly, but with a nice rack and a good, padded behind.  She was
nodding her head up and down while downing her margarita.  She was up to
get another.

   "She's correct.  I started it and then introduced my friends, Karen and
Cathie to Jake.  He was dealing with guys and sometimes it didn't work out.
Some guys gotta be in charge all the time, if you know what I mean."

   "I know exactly what you mean, Tilly.  You guys ever share him ?" Tilly
colored a light pink as did Karen but Cathie just smiled back at him.  She
was standing over by the bar.

   "Not that I know of but that sounds like a lot of fun." She looked over
at the girls.  "Snake" spread out fifteen hundred dollar bills on his desk.

   "While you're here, you're free to do anything you want.  The party
tonight will be a lot wilder than tomorrow night especially after an
afternoon of water skiing and sitting out by the pool.  But tonight will be
pretty wild." "Snake" paused.  All three of them were dividing their
attention between the money on the desk and his face.

   Tilly spoke into the silence.  "Jake gave us a heads up, Mister Edwards.
He said the last time he was out here it turned into a real fucking orgy.
We're here.  'Nuff said."

   "Well then, I'd like the three of you young ladies to occupy Rusty, my
helicopter pilot tonight...All night.  Are we clear here ?" All three were
nodding in unison.  "Well, that calls for another drink and since you don't
seem to have done much of this.  Why don't you practice with your new
boss."

   He stood and came around his desk.  It was obvious he had a hardon. 
"You, ladies, need another drink ?" He flexed and his cock jumped in his
shorts.  The girls were still dressed in their swim wear, Tilly and Cathie
in two piece semi-bikinis.  Karen was wearing a sleek one-piece.  "Come on,
girls, let's party.  Rusty won't be back for a couple of hours."

   He led the group of them to the bar and immediately dropped Cathie's
top. She had nice pear shaped breasts, a little more than a hand full.  Her
light tan areolae were all prickly, her nipples erect.  "Snake" pinched
one. She laughed and reached for his crotch.

   "You got a big hardon, Mister Edwards." She had a hand on it and was
squeezing it.  The other two were just watching.  "Snake" reached out and
grabbed both of them by the shoulders and pulled them together.  His hands
went to their breasts.  Karen's small mounds had very nice pointed nipples.
Tilly's were tiny and erect on a handful of breast meat.  Cathie now had
"Snake's" shorts down around his ankles.  His cock was erect and she was
stroking it at a good pace.

   Tilly was getting hot looking at Cathie giving "Snake" a hand job.  He
had a long cock and the head was all weird, a lot of excess skin.  She
stripped off her bottoms and moved behind Cathie and pulled her bottoms
down her legs.  Next she went over to Karen and stripped her suit off.

   "Come on, girls." "Snake" moved them over to the couch and sat,
spreading his legs.  Cathie immediately went to her knees and grabbed a
hold of his cock.  "Get on your knees with her." The other two went to
their knees.  It wasn't long before the three of them were sharing
"Snake's" meat, one sucking his head, one licking his balls and the other
licking his shaft.  All of them could suck cock and after several
rotations, "Snake" blew a load all over Karen's chest.  The other two
licked her clean.

  
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   Rusty was catching some sleep, laid out in the rear of the chopper.  His
watch alarm started to buzz.  He turned it off and slowly moved to a
sitting position.  The plan changed so many times it was hard to get enough
sleep especially when you were fucking Colleen Gilbert about every waking
minute.  It was dark out.  He opened the laptop and fired it up.

   Three minutes later, he closed the laptop and stored it away in a seat
pocket.  No messages on the network for him.  He glanced at his watch. 
They should be getting a cab about now.  Rusty climbed into the pilot's
seat and ran the checklist.  It was twenty minutes before a cab ventured
into the parking area adjacent to the helicopter pad.  Rusty turned on the
battery.  He started the engine as soon as he saw "Yachtsman" get out of
the cab.  Jill followed him out, running straight toward the copter. 
"Yachtsman" paid the cabbie, bringing up the rear.

   Rusty was talking to ground control as "Yachtsman" got in the back with
Jill.  He was cleared to taxi.  Clearance came two minutes later and Rusty
climbed into the night sky.

   "Check, you're strapped in.  You want to get up front, Mike ?"

   "No thanks, Rusty.  How's things been while we've been gone ?  You and
Colleen still fucking like rabbits ?" Jill laughed into her mic.

   "I come all this way to pick you fucks up while there's a party going on
and all I take is shit.  But to answer your questions, lately it's been
very tense and yes, Colleen and I are still fooling around.  Her old man is
such a lecher.  But back to lately, `Snake' was scared on this one,
`Yachtsman.' I could sense it.  Casey was the only cool one and he was
stoned most of the time.  Carlos was Carlos, just here and there."

   "Yachtsman" sat back and closed his eyes.  He could feel Jill sitting
next to him.  She was a comfort and a great first mate.  The helicopter was
out over the desert east of the airport.  Rusty canceled his clearance and
descended to about a thousand feet.  It was very dark heading east out
toward Lake Mead.  A moment later he pulled down his night vision goggles
and descended another five hundred feet or so.  He turned off the running
lights and now they were invisible.

   Jill squeezed "Yachtsman's" thigh.  He slowly brought his head up off
the head rest.  Jill pointed.  The "Hacienda" was lit up like a summer
party.  They could see the steam rising off the pool.



   Chapter Thirty-Three

   "Snake" was standing with Colleen and Kent.  Kent had his arm around one
of Carlos' girls.  He thought her name was Sally...About twenty-three or
so. She had a nice, tight ass and a good set of tits.  Colleen hardly paid
attention to him.  He put his arm around her shoulder and gave it a
squeeze.

   "You waiting for Rusty, darling ?"

   Colleen looked over at him and then put her arm around him.  "Around
here you never wait for anyone." She looked over at Carlos who was drinking
with all of Jake's distributors.  Trina Sanchez was standing by his side.
Her humongous tits hidden by just a bikini top.  Jake was still wrapped up
with Gina.

   "Did you put Gina up to this with the kid ?"

   "Hardly, dear, they've been fucking since this began.  When you first
started working for me." He took his arm from around her shoulder and fired
up a joint.  Colleen took a big drag.  "`Yachtsman' is going to be here in
just a few minutes.  You gonna run to him ?"

   "Hardly...That Jill is a crazy woman when you get her clothes off.  I
can't keep up with her." "Snake" laughed and grabbed a handful of her tight
behind, nothing like her daughter's.  "Snake" could sense the chopper
arriving.  Several of those by the pool were looking out into the dark over
the lake.  "Snake" nodded to Jake's lady friends and headed down toward the
landing platform.  He turned and motioned for Colleen.  She hesitantly
followed him.  Carlos was running down the hill from the pool in just his
swimsuit, a pair of tight briefs.  Trina was following him, her tits
bouncing almost uncontrollably.

   "Snake" noticed that the boat was retuning from the Casino.  It was full
of more party favors, he figured.  Carlos sent Casey over about twenty
minutes ago.  The lights flashed on and illuminated the landing zone.  The
helicopter came into view.  Daniel and Jake were running down the hill from
the swimming pool in their swimsuits.

   The rotors were just slowing but Jill was already out and ducking away
from the helicopter.  "Snake" threw his arms around her and gave her a long
hug.  Colleen was left with Jill as "Snake" moved to meet the "Yachtsman"
at the water's edge.

   "Fuckin' `A,' `Snake' !  This is too much action for this old man.  Lead
me to the whisky and women.  I need to get drunk and laid, buddy."

   They were hugging each other.  "Snake" asked him, "More hairy than that
time in Columbia, when those fuckers showed up with fifty guys and
automatic weapons ?"

   "Shit !  Yea, man.  We could shoot our way out of that one, buddy. 
Harder to do with federal agents, `Snake.'" He laughed and the two of them
strolled off toward the bar, arms around each other's shoulder.  "Snake"
noticed that Jake's distributors had surrounded Rusty and were bombarding
him with questions about flying.  He smiled.  Jill and Colleen were
following.  Carlos tore "Yachtsman" away from "Snake" and gave him a big
hug.  Trina Sanchez was waiting to be introduced to the famous "Yachtsman."
There was quite a crowd around him and the girl.

   Jill noticed Jake right away and ran toward him.  He was with that big
titted bimbo who lived next door to him.  Jill heard that she was working
for Carlos now and making a mint.  Good for her.  Jill would rather be
doing what she was doing.  Jake came toward her and threw his arms around
her.  She was excited and noticed "Yachtsman" heading off with "Snake" and
Carlos.  That trio was going to be trouble tonight.  She got herself a
joint and beer.

   There were several young ladies in the pool without their clothes on. 
Jake was checking them all out.  He figured he could have his pick of the
litter tonight and immediately put his arm around Jill and guided her away
from Gina.

   Gina didn't care about Jake.  "Snake" informed her earlier that he had a
little something special for her.  She last saw "Snake" with her mother in
tow, heading upstairs with "Yachtsman." She headed that way.  Carlos
intercepted her when she was halfway to the "Hacienda."

   He put his arm around her and whispered into her ear.  "You gonna party
with `Snake' and `Yachtsman' ?" She laughed.  Carlos had his hand down
inside her bikini bottoms and was working a finger between the cheeks of
her butt.  Gina looked back and found Carlos' latest squeeze, Trina,
following them and staring at her butt.  The woman looked up.  Gina smiled
at her.

   "Snake" and "Yachtsman" were smoking weed and drinking "Jack" on the
rocks.  Colleen was just smoking dope.  She was sitting with "Yachtsman" on
the couch and "Snake" was pacing back and forth as "Yachtsman" told his
story.  Colleen was surprised when Carlos entered with her daughter and
Trina.

   "How'd Tony do, `Yachtsman'?" Carlos had an arm around each of the
women.

   "Great, Carlos.  First rate.  Got away clean." He slipped his arm around
Colleen's shoulder and "Snake" was out from behind the bar with a pitcher
of margaritas for the women.  Gina came to "Snake" and wrapped her arms
around his stomach.

   "So I get to party with the adults tonight ?" She laughed and ran her
hand down to cup his crotch.  Colleen was drinking the last of her drink.
"Yachtsman" was smoking that pipe of his.  Carlos was behind Trina and
grinding his cock against her butt.  She appeared to be sky high.  The "A"
team was here tonight.  His hands came up and captured Trina's breasts and
soon they were bare.  Colleen couldn't take her eyes off Carlos' hands
roaming all over the TV weather woman's tits.

   "Snake" was back behind the bar and Gina had disappeared below the bar.
Colleen lost a whole lung full of pot smoke when Gina disappeared from
sight.  "Yachtsman" was staring at Trina Sanchez' tits, huge melons of meat
topped with dark, wide areolae with slugs for nipples.  His boner started
to move in his slacks.  He pulled Colleen to him and kissed her deeply. 
This was all Colleen Gilbert needed.  She could care less if her daughter
was across the room blowing someone.  She was with Mike and that Jill was
no where to be seen.  Her tongue fenced with his and she felt his hand
capture her right breast.

   Gina Colgate was on her knees, wiggling her bikini bottoms off while
sucking on the head of "Snake's" cock.  His hands were in her hair and
starting to move her mouth on and off his cock.  He was getting harder. 
"Snake" was watching "Yachtsman" start to warm up Colleen.  She'd be wild
in a few moments and then it was time for daughter, Gina, to steal the
show.

   Trina Sanchez was losing her shorts and could feel Carlos' hardon
against her fanny.  She reached behind her and grabbed a hold of his boner.
His swim suit was down around his thighs and his cock was naked and hot. 
She turned and dropped to her knees.  He was in her mouth.  His hands were
mauling her breasts.  His meat was growing in her mouth.

   Colleen had Mike's cock out of his slacks, jerking him off.  They had
stopped kissing and were watching Trina suck on Carlos' big dick.  Gina
popped up from behind the bar, topless, and pulled "Snake" out from behind
it.  She was naked and dragged "Snake" by his cock over to where Trina was
blowing Carlos.  Now the young weather woman had two cocks to suck.  Gina
immediately started working on the woman's tits with her hands and mouth.

   Colleen stood with Mike and she let him undress her.  Her nipples were
hard as stone, her breasts tender around her areolae.  She was damp between
her legs.  It had been a long time since Mike showed any interest.  She got
her hands on his cock and squeezed his hardness.  He had such a nice, fat
dick.  She noticed her daughter was on her back on the floor with her head
between the weather woman's legs, eating her cunt.

   Mike sensed Colleen needed some cock and pulled her on to his lap soon
after he got her undressed.  Her hand fished around between her legs and
guided his cock right into her.  She groaned when he thrust up into her. 
Like it was a signal, Gina disengaged from Trina's shaved cunt and
slithered over to where her mother was bouncing up and down on
"Yachtsman's" fat meat.  She was leaning forward, hands on his knees and
pumping her ass on and off his cock.

   Mike saw Gina heading for her mother and pulled Colleen's shoulders
back. She collapsed back against his chest, his hands pulled her knees wide
apart and she was impaled on him.  She felt the tongue on her clitoris and
went still.  Mike thrust further up into her.  The mouth was attached to
her slit like a snail, the tongue slithering around.  She went tense again
and started cuming.

   Carlos left Trina with "Snake" and headed for the couch.  He jumped up
onto the back and moved forward until her could guide Colleen's mouth to
his saliva slick, hard cock.  Colleen was beyond caring what happened.  Her
daughter was licking her clitoris and sucking on her cunt as she ground her
cunt around on Mike's cock.  Carlos surprised her but she immediately
sucked his meat into her mouth.  His hands were on her head, guiding her
mouth on and off his gigantic cock.

   Trina Sanchez was sucking on "Snake's" cock like a woman possessed. 
Carlos had picked a good one to party with.  She'd become an animal,
spending almost every weekend out at the "Hacienda." He looked up and
watched Colleen grinding around on "Yachtsman's" lap while her daughter ate
her snatch and Carlos fed her cock.

   Gina Colgate's butt looked inviting.  "Snake" pushed Trina's mouth off
his cock and walked across the room.  He dropped to his knees behind the
young woman and pried her butt cheeks apart with his thumbs.  His cock was
hard and slippery with saliva.  One adjustment and he was sliding his meat
into Gina's butt hole.  She was easy to slide into tonight and wondered if
someone had been here before him.  He slapped her butt and felt her
sphincter tighten up around the base of his cock.  He started fucking her
and didn't stop until he filled her intestines with a good, hot load of
semen.

   Continued in

   "More Juice !"
   Book Twelve