The Gathering



Chapter Ten - Getting Our Daily Quotient

Both Rosa and her mother, Sue cried with happiness on learning that
Dutch was willing to move in. Sue had been worried for several years
about Rosa after her husband died.
Rosa called in sick and the women spent the entire day tidying up
Rosa's place; and when Kathy bounced in from school they shared the
news with her and they cried happily all over again.

***

It seemed to Dutch that Rosa was always willing to have sex. Not that
she was insatiable, but just willing. For example, on Tuesday night
they met after work and stopped at a fast food place to eat. Afterward
he drove to a secluded part of a nearby park and parked the Volvo under
the huge limbs of an old oak tree. Before he put he car in park
Rosa's arms were around him, pulling him against her so she might
kiss him. As his tongue entered her opened mouth, she was reaching for
his cock.

"Mmmm, that's nice," she purred. "Can you take it out?"

"Why don't you take it out?" He replied and kissed her on the
neck. She shuddered at the touch of his lips and fumbled with his
zipper before undoing it and releasing his manhood. He felt the cool
air from the air conditioner flow over his now exposed prick.

"It's so smooth," she said, still somewhat awed with his
thickness. "Like velvet."

He loved the firmness of her grip and the manner in which her fingers
literally trilled over his erect member as if she were playing the
flute. On instinct, he darted his tongue into her mouth. They kiss
began as a tender touching of lip and tongue, but rapidly grew in
intensity as their passions soared.

Rosa had to taste him again and moved from his hungry lips, bend
forward to take his rampant prick into her mouth.

"Mmmm!" She crooned as she bathed his prick in her saliva by laving
the underside of it with her flickering tongue and then drawing into
her mouth, making sure her lips covered her teeth, to suck on the
bulbous knob as though it was a huge lollipop.

She giggled to herself as that very thought crossed her mind, then
playfully popped his prick from her mouth to say, "Tastes great."

"Less filling too," he replied and groaned in pleasure.

The sound of her laughter trilled through the Volvo. "Oh, yeah,
let's not forget that too!" And she accepted his throbbing shaft,
almost devouring it in her haste to encase it deep inside her throat.

She sighed as she felt his hand reach into her blouse freeing a breast
from its confinement in her lacy brassiere.

Rosa casually removed his cock from her mouth to say; "Dutch . . ." and
he reached out taking her face in both his hands and kissed her again.
She responded hungrily, her mouth mashed against his; their lips and
tongues frantically exploring; their bodies molded together.

The allure of each to the other was hypnotic. Dutch used a hand to
signal Rosa to climb into the back seat; and she demonstrated her
athletic ability by easily vaulting over the seat and lay on her back
as Dutch clambered into the back with her demonstrating far less
agility than she had.

He did not resume the kiss as she had expected. Instead, he reached
down and curled his fingers into the top of her jeans tugging them down
below her hips. The knuckles of each hand grazed over her damp panties
as he sought the elastic at her waist. His hand paused to bestow a
gentle caress on her belly before moving lower.

She found herself gasping in anticipatory delight when his fingers
began moving in small, wet circles. Rosa responded by raising her hips
to him, taunting him, saying; "Want some of momma's pussy? Huh, big
boy. Do you want this wet pussy?" At the same time she maneuvered her
torso in a manner that kept her pussy from being exposed to him.

Dutch's reaction surprised her. Showing a great deal of patience and
discretion, he let go of her, took her face in both hands and kissed
her so lovingly that Rosa forgot her plan to tease him and simply
leaned back in surrender, the jeans sliding down to her ankles with a
minimum of wriggling on her part and with a flick of her foot, to the
floor of the car.

The kiss grew more sensual, gradually increasing in its intensity
until, with an animal-like savagery; he ripped her panties off with two
violent jerks. The kiss continued unabated although Rosa swiftly guided
his hand into the brief tuft of hair between her legs. As his finger
explored the warm wetness therein, she managed to haul his shirt over
his head. Then her lips nibbled over his chest, missing nothing.

He sank another finger into her swampy cunt and she moaned erotically.
Demonstrating a remarkable ability to control her desires, Rosa seized
her exposed breast and drew it across his nipple. It was tantamount to
sticking her finger in an electric wall outlet, and with her last ounce
of control she reached out and found his hardness again, tracing her
long, lacquered nails along the veins of his throbbing prick which to
Dutch felt like a feather tickling his rock hard appendage.

She ground her head into his shoulder and burst into a peal of raucous
laugher as she realized the car was rocking in time with their
movements. Then she was laughing no more as her body responded to the
fingers plying her cunt. She was there and she knew it. Her back arched
and she stiffened as the orgasm rushed over her.

They lay still, holding each other for several minutes before his
mischievous fingers went to work in her coral colored cunt again.
Almost immediately, she felt the rush of another orgasm about to
overwhelm her and started bucking her hips convulsively, almost as if
she were trying to dislodge his magic fingers from her center.

"God," he groaned into her ear revealing his frustration at keeping up
with her, "slow down."

"I can't," she gasped. "C-can't! Ooooh, shit!"

She did diminish her jerking pelvis some, grinding her vulva against
his hand, trying to stoke his rigid prick with one hand as the other
sought and found her clitoris, further stimulating her.

Grateful that he was now able to continue fingering her, he moved his
hand faster moving in time with her.

Rosa was trembling by now; she sucked in her breath and jerked her ass
up off the seat losing her grip on his cock. She groaned at the loss of
contact and reached about feebly, groping, frantically trying to
capture his elusive prick.

She grew frantic knowing in mere seconds she would come. He could feel
her trigger getting harder and wetter under his slippery fingers until
she cried out, thrusting against his hand, her legs spasming and
jerking around as through controlled by a puppeteer.

Rosa shrieked, "Oh, my God! Here I cum! Oh, Dutch! It's soooo
good!"

He kept at her, the sweat pouring down his face as he did.

"Oh, shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" Rosa groaned and bit her lower lip.

"I'm coming Baby! Ohhhhhh, baby, baby! Fuck me!" She couldn't
believe the way her hips were thrusting to meet his fingers.

"Ohhhhhh, please . . . gimme that cock . . . . Oh, baby! . . . Please
baby!" She cried plaintively.

"Ugh! This is unfuckinbelievable!"


Dutch was on top of her, leaning over, eyes closed. His biceps were
bulging, as he guided his cockhead into her. He paused, took in a
breath and held it as he pumped into her. She reached up with both arms
and wrapped them around his neck and then let go falling backward onto
the seat. She ripped off her bra and began rubbing her hard nipples
with both hands as his cock made loud sucking sounds as it plunged in
and out of her over-heated hole.
He rode her hard.

He felt her wet-velvet muscles closing around him and slid his hand
between their stomachs; felt her clit grow hard as he stoked her. She
stiffened, even stopped breathing for several seconds, and then
screamed loudly to gather need air into her empty lungs and then thrust
herself down on him once more, crying out as she shuddered to yet
another tumultuous climax.


She started to cry from the delirious joy of it all. "I'm . . .
I'm  . . . I'm coming again!"

Dutch gasped for air, "Jesus!"

"Great! Great! Your cock has a mind of its own."

They changed positions and now she was on all fours and he rammed it
back up her slick hole as several other cars were parking nearby.
"Ohhhhhh . . . Ohhh!  CHRIST YES!"

"You . . . you . . .keep on . . . hittin' my. . . spot!"

"Ohhh, fuck me lover, fuck me!"

His sensory system crashed at her comments and spasm after spasm racked
his loins as he exploded into her. The searing heat of his seed rushing
along her vaginal walls brought on another greater orgasm than the
last; and Rosa collapsed, hitting her head against the side of the
door. Rosa literally saw stars. She was awed. Lost in time and space;
and those delicious waves began to build again.

They lay entwined for a few minutes. She was the first to stir. "Oh,
God," she moaned, and stretched out her legs, and kissed him. As he
returned the kiss she tightened her legs around him, in effect trapping
him while they kissed. She humped his thigh until she came again.

"God," she whispered, still breathless, "that was so good." And then
she realized he was sleeping. They lay quietly, his semen leaking out
of her and onto his leg for over an hour and would have remained like
that longer, but Rosa got a small cramp in her calf and had to wake
him.

He returned to his own place after dropping her off and for the first
time was late for work the next day.
				***

On Wednesday afternoon she called him at the hospital to ask if he
could meet her at her office instead of at the restaurant because she
was running late. Dutch parked in one of the vacant spaces in front of
her realty office and walked inside. A cute peroxided blonde of about
19 was sitting at the front desk. Her name plate read,"Cynthia, and
she flashed him a smile of welcome with just a hint of other
possibilities added.

"Hi," he said with a smile at least as bright as Cynthia's.
"Bob Perry. I'm here to see Rosa Thorenson."

The smile remained on Cynthia's face, "Oh? Is she expecting you? It
is after hours and I . . ."

"Yes, Rosa asked me to stop by. We have a dinner engagement."

Cynthia's jaw dropped open.

"Oh, you're him!" She blurted.

"I'm him all right," he responded and put more leer into his
grin.

The obviously excited blonde jumped to her feet, not realizing just
high her mini skirt had risen while seated and Dutch caught  a glimpse
of yellow panties when she whirled away to inform Rosa of her visitor.

He followed her with his eyes as she opened a door and leaned in,
providing him with a great view of her panty-clad ass in the process as
she waved to get Rosa's attention (she happened to be on the
telephone) and said loud enough for him to hear, "He's here! Oh,
he's so . . . sexy, Rosa!" Then she turned abruptly and made her
way back to her desk, apparently unaware of having provided Dutch with
a glimpse of her ass.

"She'll be right with you," she said, but now her eyes were
riveted on his groin.

"Would you like to see it?" He asked, teasing her.

"What?" She gulped, evidently not believing her ears.

"I said would you like to see it? You're staring very hard at my
crotch. If you'd like I'll show it to you. I'm sure Rosa won't
mind."

Cynthia nervously licked her upper lip and it took a long moment before
answering.

"I . . . I . . ."

But then Rosa appeared saving her further embarrassment and Dutch
laughed, leaving Cynthia befuddled and blushing.

"Is there something I should know about?" Rosa asked, puzzled by
the interaction she'd come upon.

Dutch just grinned.

"No . . . no, things are fine," Cynthia managed. "You two run
along, I'll lock up, not to worry Rosa."

"Would you? I'd really appreciate it. We've a dinner reservation
and we're running late."

She turned to go, but Dutch didn't budge.

"You forgot something," he said facing Rosa.

"Huh?" She said puzzled.

"We didn't have a chance to say hello to one another."

"Oh, you sweetheart, you," she smiled up at him and lifted her head
until they were nose to nose and she swept the tip of her tongue across
his upper lip. He met her tongue with his and in the background heard
Cynthia's soft groan. He never looked back at her, taking Rosa's
arm, he ushered her out of the office and toward his car.

"Wait!" Rosa cried. "Jesus, I forgot something important! Come on
back to my office for a minute."

Cynthia looked up in surprise as they returned to the office and made
directly for Rosa's office and closed the door behind them.

"Okay, what's so important?" He asked, concerned that they might
lose their reservations at Salvaggio's.

"This is," she groaned and hopped upon the edge of the couch, swept
the pillows to the floor and laid back, legs splayed. He could see her
cunt, for she wore no underwear. "Fuck Salvaggio's," she panted.
"Fuck me!"
He readily discerned that her cunt was wet and waiting for him. The
puffiness of her outer labia framed a perfect slit running down to her
small, hard clit. As she wriggled on the couch he could clearly see the
puckered ring of her anal opening. Dutch deftly ran a finger from her
clitoris down through her cuntal opening and on to her asshole,
gathering her juices along the way; then returned to lather it over her
labia.

Rosa moaned softly "Now, yes, give it to me, Dutch. Fuck me! I need it
bad!"

He began disrobing, moving quickly. Cynthia was poised at the door,
listening and growing more excited with every passing moment.

With a groan he couldn't contain, he wrenched her up against him and
caressed her breasts with on hand while inserting a finger into her
wetness with the other. He continued fingering her until she signaled
she was approaching an orgasm and he stopped. He shushed her protest
and pulled the remaining clothes from her body and placed her tenderly
back on the couch and pushed her right leg back upon her breast.

She licked her lips in anticipation as he guided his twitching member
to her waiting cunt.
Impatient to get started, Rosa grabbed him and jammed him inside her.
The she wiggled from side to side as he managed to penetrate her inch
by inch until completely inside her.

"You're quite the slut tonight aren't you?" He grunted as he
thrust into her.

She snorted, and gasped, "Been thinkin' about your magnificent
prick all goddamned day!" And then Rosa hoisted her ass off the couch
in time to meet his latest thrust.

"Ugh! Shit that's good!" She moaned.

"Play with your tit for me," he grunted as he slowed his pace to
long, deep strokes.

"Oh, yeah, I like it that way!" She gasped when he slammed into
her, but still managed to squeeze her breast as he had asked.

"You like it everyway, 'cause you're my bitch!"

"YES! I'm you're bitch!" she gasped again and locked her legs
around his hips.

On the other side of the door, Cynthia had her skirt up around her
waist, oblivious to the possible stares of anyone walking by. Her
yellow panties were pulled to one side and three fingers were pummeling
her pussy. She halted her activity for a moment, for she HAD to see
what they were doing. And as silent as she had ever been in her entire
life, she opened the door to Rosa's office several inches and peered
in and saw Dutch as he said: "You love it when I tickle your asshole
like this don't you?"

"YES!"

"You want my prick in there don't you?"

"YES!"

"But you want me in your cunt even more, don't you?"

"YES!"

"Want me to tease you?"

"No . . . YES! Oh, Shit! FUCK ME!"

Cynthia had three fingers working her dripping pussy and now her other
hand strayed to her ass and the middle finger began pushing earnestly,
trying to gain entry.

"FUCK ME! Rosa screamed, heedless of who might hear, bucking her
pelvis at his surging prick as it rammed into her.

Then she was coming . . . .

And he was coming, spewing a gallon of fiery sperm into her cunt.

Cynthia came about the same instant he did, her legs betrayed her and
she sank to the floor and fell into Rosa's office. Both Rosa and
Dutch turned to see the young blonde on the floor, her face crimson
with shame at being caught.

Dutch looked to Rosa for guidance. She nodded her head once and said
softly, "You'll have to fuck her. I can't have her talking about
this it could be grounds for my dismissal. Make her an accomplice."

He left Rosa lying on the desk and moved to Cynthia. The young blonde
looked at him the same way a deer stares into the blinding glare of an
oncoming vehicle's headlights. Her skirt was raised high up on her
thighs, but he ignored her lower torso, reaching instead for her
sweater and tugging it upward. Cynthia automatically raised her arms.
Dutch tossed the sweater aside and checked out her breasts encased in a
wonderbra.

She didn't appear to be fully developed, but he appreciated the
lusciousness the twin cones offered and helped her to her feet.

"Did you finally get a good look at my dick?"

Flustered all Cynthia could manage was a faint, "I . . . I"

"You keep saying that. I get the impression that all you think about
is you."

She managed a weak protest. "No, that's not true, I . . ."

"There you go again," he said, not unkindly. "Let's join Rosa
on the couch, shall we?" He said kindly and took her arm to escort
her the short distance to where Rosa still reclined on the office
couch. Cynthia carefully stepped over the pillows strewn on the floor
and stopped at the side of the couch.

"Hop up there, baby," he said, not unkindly.

Cynthia gave him a bewildered look.

"He said get your ass up on the desk!" Rosa snarled, giving Dutch
pause for thought. But the threat, or at the very least, the implied
threat worked and Cynthia hopped up on the desk still not understanding
what was about to transpire.

Dutch pulled Rosa's chair to the end of the desk, pushed the girl's
shaking legs apart and sat down.

"Lose the bra," he said tersely. And when she reached behind her to
unfasten the hooks he plunged his face between her lags, pulled her
yellow panties to one side and began to lap at her pussy like a dog.

Cynthia's hands froze at the clasp.

"Ugh?" Was the only thing she said as Rosa tugged her backward into
Rosa's lap and kissed her.

Cynthia was stunned. First she had never had anyone go down on her
before. It's true she was no virgin, but she did have limited
experience in sexual matters. Second, she had never, ever even dreamed
of kissing another woman; and now she was experiencing both
simultaneously.

Rosa's tongue darted between the girl's slightly parted lips and
she was astounded at how hot this woman's tongue made her feel. Of
course his mouth at her center was stoking her furnace too. The moment
his thumb brushed against her clitoris she came hard and shuddered to
another climax.

The women continued the kiss and Dutch unhooked her bra, uncovering her
almost spherical cone-shaped breasts.

(Later they had Cynthia sit in a chair and took this picture)
Then he took the left nipple and gently sucked on it and when
Cynthia's moans signaled Rosa that he was up to something, she ended
the kiss and promptly seized upon the remaining nipple.  Cynthia moaned
again and then began to giggle at the pleasant sensation the nursing
was causing.

All she wore now was a pair of yellow panties. There was a dark
triangle at the crotch of her panties and if anyone bothered to notice
they would have seen some pubic hairs escaping under the elastic bands.
With her teat still firmly between his lips, Dutch wrested the filmy
underwear from her lithe body and dropped it on the floor almost on top
of his slacks.

Rosa gave Cynthia's nipple one last suck and slithered down her body
until she was eye level with the girl's snatch. A fraction of a
second later her tongue darted into Cynthia's bush, eliciting a loud
moan from the young girl.

Dutch was semi-erect and tendered his prick to Cynthia's ripe mouth.
This was not new to her and she opened her mouth to accept the tip of
his prick, flicking her supple tongue over it twice before closing down
on him and giving him a royal suck.

Taking him from her mouth, but holding his cock tightly in her little
fist, she looked up at him and said, "Your cock is so pretty and it
tastes so good. I'm going to love tasting your load when you come."
Then, alternating between humming and sucking on his dick, Cynthia
brought him to the brink several times.

He had lost track of Rosa's whereabouts and was about to call her
name when Cynthia said, "I just love sucking cock. I've blown just
about every guy I've ever met. I've even saved some of their come
to brush my teeth with in the mornings."

By the time she got these words out, Dutch was spewing gobs and gobs of
white-roped sperm into her mouth. He was stunned by her announcement.
When he'd finished his ejaculation, she stood up and walked to the
dispenser and calmly took a paper cup and slowly allowed his sperm to
guide from her mouth in a long, thin stream.

He forced himself to look away and found Rosa entranced by Cynthia's
actions. When she had finished spiting the sperm from her mouth Cynthia
smirked at the two of them.

"I just love sucking cock. Do you enjoy it Rosa?"

"Yes, but obviously not as much as you do."

Dutch interrupted. "How often do you get checked out for sexually
transmitted diseases, Cynthia, if you don't mind my asking?"

"Oh, sorry, all my . . . umm, boyfriends are safe. We go to this lady
doctor on a regular basis."

"Would that be Doctor Sharon Lamouerux, by any chance?" He asked.

"YES! Now how . . . oh . . . you see her too?"

"I'm afraid so. It's a small world isn't it?"

"Isn't it?" Cynthia began to giggle.

"What's so funny?" Rosa asked.

"Doctor Sharon likes sucking cock as much as I do," and then she
lost it, giggling hysterically.

"Have you gone down on the Doctor?" Dutch inquired.

"No, she spends her time on her knees with my boyfriends. In fact,
I've never done it, or for that matter, haven't been eaten
either."

Rosa gave her a wane smile. "You spend all your time blowing them and
then send 'em home to pooped to pop, is that it?"

"Yeah, kinda, only sometimes I let them fuck me."

"Like rabbits, eh?"

"Yeah," she began to giggle again.

"That's going to change right now," Rosa told her.

A slight frown crossed the young girl's face, but quickly turned into
a wide smile. "Okay! Great! Let's get started. Where do you want
me?"

Dutch set the pace. "On the couch; Rosa will sit on your face and you
eat her. I'll be between your legs doing you."

"Oh this is exciting!" she said, and her voice seemed pitched
several octaves higher than normal for her as she followed instructions
and lay down on the couch and spread her legs. Dutch peered in at what
he thought to be a simple fantastic cunt, then easily pried her labia
apart. He took his time having just come and knowing it would be a
while before he'd be able to fuck either one of the women.

Rosa straddled Cynthia's face and lowered her pussy until Cynthia's
finger eased into her shiny wet cunt. "You're tongue, baby, not
you're finger," she admonished the girl.

"Are you in hurry, Rosa?"

"No, but I am impatient to get started."

"All right then, let's do it," Cynthia said then spread Rosa's
lips apart and licked her inner folds.

Dutch heard the groan emanate from Rosa's throat and excitedly thrust
his tongue into Cynthia's juicy cunt. That's what the youngster had
been waiting for, a little guidance from her elders. With each touch of
his tongue on her pussy, she mimicked it with one of her own on
Rosa's hot twat.

In a few short minutes the office was filled with the sounds of two
grunting females; along with Dutch's labored breathing as he sucked
and licked his way around Cynthia's hairy snatch.

A muffled moan came from the girl as he brushed her clit. Split seconds
later, Rosa was duplicating her moans as Cynthia's tongue flickered
across Rosa's bud.  His hands were massaging the backs of Cynthia's
thighs, then changed tactics by digging his nails into the meaty part
of those thighs and dragged them downward to the backs of her knees.

Cynthia wrested her mouth from Rosa's cunt. "My God, you're
good," she screamed, took a deep breath and returned to seal her
mouth upon Rosa's cunt, working her tongue furiously.

Dutch was surprised when Rosa screamed out so soon; came hard and then
slipped away from Cynthia's questing mouth and slid to the floor
where she finished her rousing climax. He worked harder on the girl,
tonguing her rapidly while cupping her ass with his hands and rubbing
her ass cheeks together. In a surprising feat of strength, Dutch lifted
her up and carried her to the desk, placed her in a sitting position
and dropped to his knees. Cynthia's cunt was spread open before him.
He pulled her forward until her ass was right on the edge of the table
top and then buried his face in the jungle of wet-curly pubic hair
before him. Cynthia shivered and closed her thighs tightly around his
head and neck. Dutch struggled to pry them apart, found her plump labia
and chewed on them for a moment.

Cynthia screamed with joy and had her first orgasm. His tongue darted
between them and her ass rose up from the desk. The office was filled
with her panting and gibberish sounds. He felt Rosa's hand on his
shoulder and when it became more insistent, relinquished the girl's
pussy to his lover.

Rosa's technique was sufficiently different than Dutch's and
Cynthia recognized it immediately.

"YES! ROSA, YES!" Oh do me! Do me! Do me!"

Rosa worked her tongue around the semi-cloaked hood of her clitoris and
licked around it before drawing it into her mouth. Cynthia went wild.
Grunting and groaning, twisting and jerking and screaming, YES! YES!
YES!"

Rosa sent two fingers up the girl's pussy in search of her "G"
spot. It took about twenty seconds for her to locate it. The "G"
was approximately the size of a button and as Rosa stimulated it, it
swelled so that it was noticeable to her fingers.

"Oh, shit!" Cynthia exclaimed, "I gotta pee!"

"No you don't," Rosa growled, "You're about to come like
crazy!"

"I . . . I . . ."

"Shut up and come!" Rosa shouted.

Dutch positioned himself so he could stick a finger into Cynthia's
asshole, and promptly did so.

Cynthia started to have repeated climaxes.

Dutch found himself hard again and placed his hand on Rosa's back.
She was expecting him and relinquished the young girl's pussy to him.
The desk top proved to be almost perfect for him and he slipped his
thick prick right into her. She felt like a liquid volcano to him. Her
legs went around his waist, gripping him like a vise as her climaxes
arrived in a continuous row.

He grabbed the back of her ass and was really pumping it in and out of
her. Her head was lolling from left to right and she was gasping for
air in between long satisfied moans. Dutch found her cunt tighter than
expected, but sloppy wet. All in all she felt fucking great to him and
he slowed his pace to make it last.

Every few seconds Cynthia came again and she began getting used to the
multiple orgasms. She was leaning back with her hands on the table when
Dutch rasped out, "I want you to play with your tits."

Cynthia's eyes were slits, her mouth hung open, but a semblance of
comprehension crossed her face.  A dreamy smile appeared and her hand
went to her chest and cupped her left breast.
Her finger traced a circle around the dark brown areola and then glided
across the dime sized nipple.

Dutch paused in his fucking to look at her. The areola was surrounded
by a light growth of dark hair, actually small growing out of her
areola.  He leaned forward and sucked her right breast
into his mouth.  His tongue dueled with the nipple and then his lips
were clamped around it and he was suckling on her. Cynthia moaned
delightedly and came again and Dutch felt an urgency to finish her off
and resumed his fervored fuck. She grunted as his shaft pounded into
her and thrust up at him, her ass leaving the desk in the process.

Her tits bobbed around on her chest as their bodies slammed together.
Rosa looked on, staring at Cynthia's twin buds that stood out in the
middle of her dark areola like little thumbs - almost a half inch at
this juncture. The tops of her breasts were covered with a sheen of
perspiration.  A bead of sweat dribbled down between them and into her
belly button. Rosa wanted desperately to lick it away, but Dutch's
battering away prohibited her from trying it.

Cynthia came again; the strongest orgasm yet and threw her arms around
his neck and that pushed Dutch past the brink and he came too. Cynthia
was no longer on the desk, but clinging to him, legs wrapped around his
middle, hips writhing against his groin. He couldn't drive his cock
into her anymore and remained standing, actually teetering on the brink
of falling to the floor, but instinctively kept his balance and held
his ground until Cynthia came to a halt.

Her mouth was at the base of his neck, sucking contentedly.  Finally,
with a long groan, he sat her back on the desk and pulled out of her.
The room was silent, save for the two panting for breath. Dutch looked
down and saw his semen leaking out of her. With a surprising shyness
Cynthia closed her legs on realizing he was staring at her cunt. Both
Rosa and Dutch laughed.

"You brag about your talents as a cocksucker, but don't want me to
see my load seeping out of you, that's funny."

"It's not polite to stare," she said in rebuttal.

"That's true," he agreed, but early on it was you staring at my
dick."

Cynthia, embarrassed, blushed deep red. Then she hopped off the desk
and started to dress. "I have to be somewhere in a few minutes,"
she offered, setting her foot into a shoe.

Rosa spoke up. "Gotta admit you surprised me Cynthia; I thought you
were just a dreary kid with nothing special to offer. Was I wrong,"
She smiled and gave the girl a hug.

"Would you like to do this again sometime?"

Cynthia beamed. "Sure, just say when," then absentmindedly scooped
some of Dutch's semen from her pussy and brought it to her mouth.

"Taste good?" Rosa asked with a smile.

"Umm, for sure, want some?"

"Thank you, no, I get all I want remember?"

"Yeah, right. Gee, Dutch when can I . . . you know . . . "

"Blow me again?"

"Uh huh."

"We won't let too much time go by. I love your technique baby."

Rosa chimed in with, "Since we work in the same office it shouldn't
be difficult to set something up, but let's cool it around here
okay?"

Cynthia nodded her agreement while Rosa shimmied into her skirt and
touched up her hair.
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