A couple of big trees shaded the trailer and the tack room from the floodlight, but Coralee and Reina, their eyes glued to vertical cracks between the boards, plainly saw the old man bring Angela out of the room and into the trailer. They even saw his hand go out of sight up her skirt, and Reina giggled and made a sound like a sob.
"I can't help it, Coralee," she whispered. "Just thinking of that horrible man fucking Angie! Fucking her! And we don't know what else!"
Coralee grabbed the smaller girl and shook her. "Shut up, you faker!" she said. "You saw that cock, just like I did, and you want some of it so bad you're almost out of your tree. He's not a horrible old man. He's a great old guy. Angie's just lucky, that's all." She could still feel the intensity of heat she had felt when Kenny had felt her up so thoroughly a few minutes before, and his whispered promise. "Don't you worry, Reina," she said. "We'll get ours!"
The dark girl began to pull her dress up over her head, and, once she was out of it and down to her panties, she gave Coralee a hard hug, clasping the girl's ass.
"Come on and strip it, lovey," she said huskily. "If we don't get fucked, at least we don't have to go crazy! I'll bet that old guy is eating Angela right now. I want to get my fingers into you, and my tongue into you, and if I had a big old red cock, I'd put that into you, too!"
The blankets were soft and warm, the hay was not too bad, and they locked into a familiar pattern of girl-heat, fingering each other first. "I wish the light was better," Coralee said. "Your cunt is so good inside when it's hot! And that old patch of short hair is just like a mustache!" She rubbed the side of her soft hand in the split that went out of sight between the Mexican girl's beautifully shaped thighs.
Reina said. "Damn! Corrie, you sure know how to hit it! You can find my clit as well as I can. Oooh! God, that's good! Do you s'pouse Angie's feeling any better than we do?"
"Course I do, silly. She's got a man, hasn't she? A real man, too; not some dumb long-haired high-school kid. Oh, Lordy! I'm so damned hot! Let's lick each other, okay? I've got to come, that's all them is to it!"
She hunched her warm ass around until it we a few inches from Reina's face, and patted the girl on her thigh. "Lift it up," she ordered, and inhaled deeply as the cunt popped open, releasing its fragrance. "I hope I smell as good as you do!"
She gave a tentative lick in the unseen split, and then buried her face in it, licking in a controlled frenzy, feeling the squirming tongue of her friend at work in her own cunt.
There was an unmistakable movement in the hole Coralee was sucking, and she swept back up to the hidden clit, licking, sucking, rasping it with her tongue, even closing her teeth on it in a spurn of love for the other girl.
Her own cunt was throbbing, aching, busting with a come trying to break out, but Reina had stopped everything as she lay quaking in an orgasm too big for her slender body. The taste of her pussy was strong, rich, adult in every way, and her cuntlips, having only the very faintest showing of short, dark hair, were fat and thick as Angela's. Coralee, glad she had brought Reina to a come so quickly, kissed the dark girl on the inside of her thighs, now widespread and quivering.
"Oh, Corrie, that was so sweet," Reina whispered. "I needed it so bad! Ever since that – that…" Her voice broke.
"I know, honey," Coralee whispered. "It nearly killed me to watch it! That girl, wasn't she good? And brave? Go on, baby," she ordered, working her belly and cunt back and forth invitingly. "Don't I get a little suck, too?"
She eased into the pleasantness of getting her cunt licked, even if she did wish that Reina were a man, an older man. Like Jud Kenny. The way he had moved his hands around her! Damn! What a nice old man! And right now, he was fucking Angie. Wow! That big cock – I had it right in my hands, she thought – going in, pulling out, making a sucking noise, sending Angie out of her mind.
She knew the blonde pussy of her sister so well that she could see it perfectly. It was tight, tight, tight! How would Kenny get it all into her sister?
The thought was so intensely hot that her cunt began to pound, and she reached for Reina's head, pushing the girl's face against her twat as hard as she could.
"Oh, Jesus!" she cried. "Oh, Jesus! Suck it, baby! Suck it hard!"
In a frenzy of lust, she buried her own face in the slick opening between Reina's cuntlips, and felt the warm contact of her friend's body all along her own. When her orgasm had throbbed its way out, and Reina's body had stilled, she lay as she was, not moving her mouth from the richly flowing hole her body. She could smell the sharpness, the thickness of scent that came from her friend's clean asshole, and she giggled.
"Some day I'm going to give your whole a blow job," she said, loving the feel the girl's body tighten and shivered.
"Some day, I want some guy to shove his cock in there," Reina whispered. "God, doesn't that send you far out? The books say it's wonderful – as good as screwing." She pushed away and sat up. "What's that noise out there?" she said in a whisper.
"Horses, most likely," Coralee answered. "Wait a minute; let's take a look."
They had made their bed next to the south wall of the barn; they only had to knee their way a few feet. The sound of steps, a cough, had seemed to be just a few feet away, and whoever or whatever it we, it had to be in the bright glare of the central floodlight. Coralee's sharply drawn breath brought Reina to her side. It was a magnificent sight.
No more than a yard from their faces, a man stood silhouetted against the light. He we dressed only in a shirt and a pair of cowboy boots. Thirty feet away, the two girls could see the bunkhouse; its door was open, a tall rectangle of yellow light, and there must not have been a toilet in it, for the man was taking a pee.
They were not experienced enough to know that the need for emptying one's bladder may cause a cock to swell, even, in the morning, to grow big and hard.
All they knew we that the prick which the man we holding so lovingly, and from which a hard, amber stream was arching to the steaming ground, seemed very large, very beautiful.
After the stream lessened, after it stopped, the man's hand moved back and forth, stripping out the last few drops of urine. After a few strokes, the movement stopped, but the hand stayed in place. In a few seconds, the man looked over his shoulder at the open door, and began to move his hand again, back and forth, and the tool became noticeably larger.
The two girls, who had not said a ward, looked at each other, and Reina saw a look of sympathy and pain on Coralee's face. "He's jerking off, isn't he?" the Mexican girl whispered, and Corrie nodded, then shook her head, at last got up and stood against the crack in the wall.
"Don't say anything at all," she said in a low whisper.
The man jumped and started to shove his cock back into nonexistent pants, but Corrie whispered.
"Here I am; right in the feed barn. Come here and give me your finger!"
Like a sleepwalker, the man moved to the wall and stuck his finger through a crack just wide enough to take it.
Coralee, breathing hard, pressed her belly up to the boards, guided the finger against her opened and wetly drooling pussy, her face tense, but relaxing as the finger recognized what it touched and began to move, parting her outer lips, tickling in her humid slit. Reina, her eyes glistening in the dark, knelt with her thighs apart, gently rubbing her cunt.
Coralee's whisper came again. "Isn't that better than jerking off?" she asked. "Wouldn't you like some of that?"
There was a moment's pause, and the man said. "I ain't got any money!"
Reina, looking out again, saw that his cock was hard, was rising higher and higher, and she giggled.
"Neither have we," she said, and the new voice made the man jump. "Why don't you come on in?" she whispered.
He had to fumble his way in the dark, his eyes still adjusted to the bright glare of the floodlight, but the girls found him, led him to their bed, and he sank down on his knees, saying: "If I'm dreaming, don't any son of a bitch wake me up!"
For answer, the happy girls tumbled him off his knees and swarmed all over him, Coralee pulling his hands to her aching titties, leaning down to give him a tongue-sucking kiss, and reaching for his cock.
She was too late; her groping hand struck Reina's head, and a quick feel proved that the girl had jammed her head down so that at least half the big, hard prick was in her mouth. Also, to her annoyance, the man removed one of his hands from her throbbing breast and was pushing it into the crack of Reina's ass. There was a slurpy sound, whether from Reina's mouth or the cowboy's hand in her wet pussy, Coralee never knew, but she hissed, "Hold it!" and pulled Reina's hair until the girl came up sputtering and swinging.
"What's the idea?" she asked hotly. "I had him about to shoot it! Didn't I, Mister? Didn't I?"
The man's voice was awe-struck.
"Who in the hell are you two?" he demanded. "You ain't whores! Did old Jud hire you, or what?" His voice sounded bewildered.
"Never mind who we are," Coralee said. "That can wait. My name's Coralee, that's enough for now, and this one's name is Reina. Who're you?"
"My name's Burt Rasco," their guest said. "I work here."
Corrie felt for his prick and sighed in dismay. "It's, getting soft!" she wailed. "What's the matter – don't you like to fuck? Oh, damn it!" she cried. "Go on, Reina, suck him off!"
"Hey, wait a Goddamned minute," Rasco said heatedly. "Let my cock alone for a minute. Lay down here," he ordered Corrie. Hi cock was, once more, rigid and throbbing, and Reina said: "Give it to me!"
"Hold it," the guy said. "You know what time it is? Only a little after eight. We got all night; let's don't rush it. You," he said, cupping Reina's chin with his hand, "you look awful small, but I can sure smell that pussy of yours. Corrie, get up and see if you can get my cock into you. And you, Reina, get up and ride my face bareback. That way, I can fuck and suck at the same time, and nobody gets the hind tit, right? You like to get your cunt sucked, Reina?"
The trio joined, and Coralee's voice rose, sharp and pained: "It won't go in. You're splitting me!" She groaned and followed it with a gasp of triumph and pleasure. "It went part way in, Reina! How is it, Burt? Is it hurting you?"
The man gritted his teeth. "It feels like you're pulling the skin right off it, Coralee," he said. "Go up a little, and sort of wag your ass from side to side. Oh, man! That's better!"
The girl slid down his big cock, holding her breath. "Oh Reina," she whispered, "imagine! Both of us getting it! And without waiting. Oh! Oh! That hit something!" she cried. "What was it?" And the cowboy, his voice prideful, answered.
"Bottom!"
He gulped as his vision was shut off by the slim loins of the girl he had thought was too small, and got a mouthful of cum as she worked her crotch cautiously over his mouth. His nose was pressed into her ass, and he got, the same sharp, clean smell that had so stimulated Corrie. He opened his mouth wide and shoved his strong tongue up against all that swollen sweetness, into the streaming gap that was now moving strongly back and forth on his face. He sucked very hard, stopping the girl for a few seconds, and was so aroused by it that his cock, buried in the other chickie, throbbed long and hard.
He felt the excited girl leap up so that his cock got a wiping pull, a vacuum like suck that came from a really tight pussy, and groaned in the joy of his good fortune.
He heard an excited yelp from one of them, and Coralee said: "Oh, kiss me, Reina! Kiss me! I'm almost coming!"
He felt movement on his face, on his belly, and wished he could see what was happening. All at once, the girl sitting on his face went wild, riding his face back and forth as though she meant to smother him. He could hear her cries, feel the muscles in her thighs bunch and tighten, and the cunt went back and forth from his eyebrows to his chin so fast that he couldn't get a full breath. To add to his problem, her flow of cum was going into his nose as well as into his mouth, and he became terrified with the fear of smothering.
He got his hands under her buttocks and raised her off his face, but she slammed her body down and, with all his strength, he could not move her. The blood was throbbing in his ears when she fell off him, going down on her side, her face in the narrow streak of light so that he could see her eyes were closed, her mouth open and gasping for air. He had never smelled the perfume of cunt so plainly, so strongly in his life, and he marveled that these two girls could produce such a powerful odor of sex.
His eyes were completely recovered from the outside glare, and he could see the girl riding his cock almost as well as if it were daylight. He put his hands up to her small tits, feeling a rush of love for both of them, even the one who had nearly drowned him in pussy. In his twenty-two years of life, his eight years of fucking, he had never known so much heat and fulfillment.
Coralee was so intent that her eyes were closed. She was rocking back and forth, rising slightly as he humped up, coming down gently on his tight-fitting cock, and the softness of her breasts contrasted with the hard swell of her nipples.
His vision was suddenly cut off as Reina put her face to his, her tongue went into his mouth, and he bucked deeper and harder into the melting heat of Corrie's cunt.
He held Reina's thrusting mouth up off his for a moment and asked. "Are you all right, Corrie? Are you going to come?"
She leaned down against them both, getting her arms around parts of Reina, parts of Burt, saliva drooling from her open mouth, and said thickly: "I've been coming ever since I got on it! I just keep coming and coming – ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"
She hammered her body down on him, her cunt still as tight as ever, but slick enough from her cum-juice so that his cock slid in and out in painful ease. She seemed to stop dead still, screamed "Ohhh!" once more, and butted Reina's head aside so she could clamp her slobbering mouth on the cowboy, drawing his tongue deep into her throat, recognizing the gamy taste of her Mexican friend's cunt on his lips and cheeks.
His cock had swollen as his balls, unable to hold back any longer, poured his need up his big cock and into her slackening vagina, which was still so small that the jets of semen stretched it. The slick, milky goo pumped out as she once more took her small, perfect ass up and banged it down, and, when his first drop oozed out and the sensitivity in the head of his cock made her seem just too much, he gave her tits one final squeeze and pushed her over backward, seeing her pale, smooth cuntlips open, and their combined richness of slick cum-juice dribble out.
He drew both the girls close to him, laughing at them and with them, and got a hand down between the lips of each cunt. "I want to suck all that out of you, baby," he whispered in Coralee's ear. "I want you to hold your pussy closed until you're right on my face; and then let it all hang open, right? And you, honey," be said, giving Reina a stroke up and down her wet asshole, "you can suck my cock and balls."
He was half out of his mind with the delight of owning two such girls, and they were shivering and servicing him as if he were, in fact, their sultan, when a harsh voice came from the door. "Rasco, you dirty bastard!"
The girls leaped away from him, but Burt laughed and said: "Come on in, Sid; there's plenty for everybody!" He sat up and waved toward a tall, slender figure, and said: "Girls, this is my bunk-mate, Sid Banton. He's a good boy. Sid, this one here is named Coralee and the other one is Reina. I was going to call you in a minute. Honest!" He reached for the two girls, stroking them reassuringly, and said: "Sid's big for his age, and he's always horny."
"No kidding!" Reina got to her knees and held out her arms to the tall boy. "Are you horny now, Sid? Oh, he is!" she cried as the boy moved right up to her. "He's got the greatest hard-on, Corrie! Mmmm!" She pulled the rigid cock and moved her head toward the boy so hard that she gagged herself, getting the entire length of him back into her straining throat her nose buried in a dense bush of curly pubic hair.
"Hey, wait!" he said, and giggled like a schoolgirl, dropping to his knees beside the girl.
Coralee and Burt could see plainly enough as they met, their faces going together, the sound of tongue sucking tongue a quiet, wet whisper of lust, and they saw the boy's hand go right to the base of Reina's belly, go nearly out of sight, and the girl, moaning in a high, happy key, took the prick in her hand. They looked at Sid and Reina, looked at each other, and Burt whispered: "Look what decided to join the party, baby!" and laid his swelling cock along the girl's face. "Suck it a little then we can go either way!"
In the softness of the blanketed hay, feeling sensitive and hot and welcoming in every part of her small body, Reina was all over Sid. Her hand caressed his balls while her eager mouth took his hard cock into the warmth of her lips, the clasp of her tongue, the strong closure of her throat. Her rounded ass, spread invitingly, so close to his face that he saw the split plainly, trembled as he pressed his fingers into the slickness and heat in that dark crevice.
He pulled her wet bottom down to his mouth and gave her a suck that almost turned her inside out, holding her to him in spite of her bucking and screaming, until she spit his cock out, throwing her head and her bug, dark hair from side to side in a frenzy. When she had stopped moaning and coming, she turned her body and kissed him tenderly, licking her cunt-juice from his lips and chin and cheeks, playfully avoiding his tongue as he tried to thrust it into her mouth.
"I want you to fuck me," she whispered. "I love to get sucked, I love to have fingers shoved deep up in my cunt." She kissed him on his eyes and cheeks and nose, rubbing her body against him. "But I want to get fucked. I need to get fucked! Hey, listen – why did you say I'm what you like?"
He rolled her off and got over her, between her lovely thighs which spread open, showing her cunt.
He bent down and kissed the hard nipple. "You're beautiful," he said solemnly. "Lookie those nipples they're big! Oh, Jesus!" He sucked again, first on one tit, then on the other. "And I can tell they feel good to you," he whispered, lying crouched with his face on her chest, his hands on the soft mounds. "When I sucked them, you wiggled your ass!"
"You'll suck them up into big, big boobs," the sweet voice above him whispered. "You suck 'em while you fuck me, won't you, Sid? Is it all right for me to love you, Sid? Just for now?"
Her ass, her entire body, moved gently, writhed in her gentle warmth, and she said: "Let me take hold of your cock, Sid. Let me put it in, will you? I never have put a man's cock into me. Let me do it, please?"
The big teen raised his hips, choking with excitement and unbelieving pleasure. "I never knew a girl like you, Reina," he answered her, and groaned as her warm hand grazed his straining cockhead. "I don't know if I can stand it, baby," he groaned. "I feel like I'll shoot it all over your belly the minute I touch you!"
"No, you won't," she whispered. "You lie back, on your back. There's no hurry! Think about something else. Anything else. Put your hands on my face; think of my face. I've got dark-brown eyes and black hair. My name's Reina Escorial – that's a Spanish name. I'm a Mexican, born in Citrus City. Mexican girls grow up early. Now, are you slowed down a little? Let me feel your darling prick. Oh, Sid, it's just beautiful! Would you rather I sucked it this first time? I'd love to have your jism shoot into my mouth!"
The tall boy laughed and arose, got on hands and knees, and looked at the dark face lovingly.
"You're wonderful," he said softly. "I wish my sisters were more like you. I'm okay now. You want to put it in?"
He moved between her thighs and waited while she groped for the hard cock, above her slit. Looking under him, he could see that she was using the fingers of one hand to spread her hot, smooth cuntlips, and instinctively aiming his cock just into her pussy. The terrible, urgent itch in the head of his prick had subsided to a full, steady throbbing.
As the girl's warm hand brought the taut head to the slickness of her vaginal entry, the boy, unable to curb his desire, made a wild thrust of his loins. He hit the tightness of a closing fist, slipped in an inch, and stopped, his eyes closed in pain.
"Oooh! Oooh!" the girl shrilled. "I can't help it, Sid," she sobbed. "It hurt me! Don't stop – it'll go in!"
In the dark corner; Coralee laughed and said: "Stick with it, Sid; she'll be okay!" And then there was no noise from her except her hard breathing and a thrashing among the blankets, until Reina and Sid heard her hoarse cry: "Fuck me, Burt! Do it! Do it! Ohhh! Oh God!" Then there was a long, wordless cry, and they heard Burt's triumphant laugh, and the sound of two people kissing.
In the semi-dark, Reina reached up and took the boy's face in both hands. "Lean down and kiss me," she invited. Her open mouth took in his tongue, and with that contact, he felt the tight ring at the mouth of her cunt relax, and his cock slid in easily. "See," she whispered, holding his head tightly against her cheeks. "All I needed was to relax!"
She moved her body up against his, laughing when she felt his cock so deep inside of her, deeper than anyone else had ever been. This was a big cock! She moved from side to side, and heard him draw in his breath.
"You like that?" she asked shyly. "It's not too tight, now, is it? I'm sorry I closed up like that."
Sid fucked in and out of her in long, easy strokes. "You sure I didn't get a maidenhead?" he asked, keeping his voice low.
"No way," the gentle voice scoffed. "Sid, are you too tall to get your mouth on my boobs?"
She was using her own hands to push the small soft mounds up, the startlingly big nipple standing up like dark bullets of creased flesh when the boy arched his back and neck, curing when his mouth only grazed the erectile flesh. The touch caused a ripple of muscle inside her cunt, and he leaped forward driving it into her until he bit something slick and hard.
At her yep of pain, he stopped still, breathing hard, and the girl said: "It's all right – you just banged into the end of my pussy – you hit my cervix."
"Cervix?" the boy said quietly. "What's that?" The hard slam had coiled a spring of cum-fever in Reina's slight body. Although she knew that Sid was not as big as Burt, he was bigger than any of the few boys who had sunk their cocks into her, and she felt that breathing was difficult because of his size. "I feel so good," she gasped. "So stuffed, so full of your cock! Oh, Sid, I'm so glad it's you. Fucking me, I mean. Oh, Sid, you're so big, so hard!"
Thinking and talking, she was finding, could be as hot, as big a part of sex as physical contact, and just the idea of this clean, hard teen's cock down deep inside her, in the slippery dark of her cunt, made her want to cry and kiss and come. "Lift your body just a little," she whispered.
She had remembered something she wanted to try. When he was up off her, she threw her legs back as high as she could get them, clear up to where his arms were around her body. The position pushed her cunt forward, shortened the length of her vagina, and rubbed his cock very hard on her womb.
"Oh, Jesus, Reina!" the boy screamed. "It's coming! I'm coming! Oh, baby, fuck hard!"
She closed her eyes in the grip of fuck-fever that swept through her. The churning heat of a big come washed through her belly and seemed to flow out her cunt with Sid's cloudy white semen, seemed to be a wet fire rolling down her legs. Her sweet ass clenched and unclenched, the cords in her neck stood out as she strained to throw her body at the boy above her, and her mouth voiced fragments of sound, choked from a flow of saliva which she couldn't wallow because her throat was clogged with an intensity of feeling that shook her all over. Best of all, in spite of her sex delirium, she could feel the slickness and heat of his sperm shooting inside her, the powerful throbs as his cock jerked out its flow. They lay quietly, shocked by their own amazement at the fury that had been in them.
They had rolled near the other two, and Reina, first to recover, giggled as her out flung arm touched the sticky, wilted cock that had just slipped out of her friend Corrie's body.
She squeezed it gently, and giggled when Coralee said: "Take your finger out of my mouth!" and Burt laughed.
"It's my balls she's got in her mouth," he said.
Reina turned a happy face to the calm countenance of Sid. "I'm going to suck you," she announced, and he said "Groovy!" and hitched his groin near her face.
She had sucked him in, rejoicing from the saline richness of cum-juice slathered on his prick when there was a noise at the door.
They heard Jud Kenny's voice, and Coralee jumped up and ran over to hold the slumping body of her sister. She said: "Angela!" in a quiet voice, and then, louder: "Angie! Are you all right?"
"I'm all right," the older girl mumbled, almost like a drunk. "Just fucked up a wall, thass all! Fucked up a wall!"
Corrie and Reina brought her over to the pile of soft blankets, and let her slip down. In a boneless way, she fell back, one knee doubled, the other leg straight out, her boobs looking big and swollen, with nipples still hard and long. On her white belly, her triangle of cunt hair was unexpectedly dark, still sopping wet from cum juices.
Burt said: "Good God! Look at those tits!" and picked one up, but Corrie struck at his hand and said: "You leave her alone! Can't you see she's been fucked silly?"
Angie's eyes opened briefly, and she gave them a wet, slack-lipped smile, the gleam of saliva showing at the corner of her lips. "Fuck s'more," she said, her voice slurred. "Oh, Corrie, baby! It was so wonderful!"
She turned on her side, as graceful and desirable as any woman could ever be, the dark cleft of her ass, the risen arc of hip and rounded slope of thigh of pure beauty.
Burt was on his feet, holding his shirt. He had never taken off his boots.
"I'm sorry," he said stiffly. "Come on, Sid, let's go to bed!" He stalked to the door, and Corrie watched him go, suddenly feeling that she had had enough for one night. There was always tomorrow.
Sid was sitting up, leaning back on braced arms, and Reina's dark head was bobbing up and down above his lap.
Burt's voice was louder. "You coming, Sid?" The boy laughed. "Not yet, Burt," he said. "It sure as hell feels good; but I'm not coming. Go on back to bed, old buddy. I've still got some fucking to do!"
He rolled Reina over on her back and got his face snugged down between her thighs, blowing on her opened cuntlips, on the gleaming lining where the inner labia writhed hot and slick. He sucked at her trembling flesh, feeling her mouth close tighter on his prick. It was so delicious, so delicately sensual that he began raising his hips and lowering them, fucking into her mouth, feeling it so warm and slobbery and wet, like a cunt so big that he could barely touch the sides.
He felt warmth beside him, and then behind him, and took a quick backward glance to see Coralee, her sweet face calm and happy, opening her mouth to lick his balls, to lick further, up to his asshole and on up the hairy cleft.
He stopped his body, feeling the inner quake of an orgasm building in his balls, and began to suck very hard on the rigid button of sensitive flesh at the top of Reina's opened slit. The rich scent of her cunt was in his nostrils, the pressure of her sucking lips on his cock, and his chewing lips brought her tender butt right up off the blanket.
He let his load go, not fucking wildly, just enjoying the play of her lips and tongue, feeling her swallow as his load of cum exploded in her mouth, and he hard Corrie groaning, watched her fall sideways, saw that almost all her delicate fingers were buried in her cunt.
There we a kind of frenzy in him, a desire to keep all this, to dig it all, in the old fashioned sense of the word.
He turned himself and Reina sideways, keeping his cock in her mouth, his lips holding her wet hole closed she sucked gently.
He pulled at Corrie until she hunched her bore ass over to him, getting up on her elbows and knees so he could suck at her split, so wet and open.
And finally, he kissed Reina for a long time, tonguing her thoroughly, knowing that a part of the richness he tasted in her mouth had poured out of his own balls.
He saw that the girls were nestled alongside the naked form of the girl he hadn't met, and covered them with the soft blankets. He walked out of the barn with his head high.
He was a man, by God!