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Hank gasped lustily. He could feel Betty's pussy quiver and clamp around his cock. It seemed to buck and shudder deep inside and his cock began to jerk desperately. Betty's pussy was just too hot to hold out for long. Hank tried to calm the swelling in his balls, but it didn't work. Betty's spasming pussy was making his balls start to pump. There was no way he could hold back his load of cum.

Hank's tongue dived frantically to the back of Mary's hot cunt. He had to make her come, too. It would be great if all three of them could come at once.

"Aaaagh!" Mary squealed. Her pussy clamped and spasmed wildly. There was no way she could stop the hot waves that were sweeping through her pussy. She was going to come too, right along with Betty.

"I… I'm coming!" Mary yelped, throwing her head back. Her pussy nipped and creamed all over Hank's deeply imbedded tongue, making his cock jerk even harder. Mary was coming right along with Betty. Now he could lot his cum fly out in a glorious release.

"Mmmmmmph!" Hank groaned. He grunted and groaned in ecstasy. His balls pumped wildly and the hot sperm shot out and flew up Betty's shuddering cunt.

Betty came so hard she almost fainted. The hot spurts of Hank's cum seemed to set off her pussy even more and she howled and writhed in ecstasy.

Hank's cock hosed and spurted until her cunt was completely filled with hot cum. It backed up and splashed out of her cunt rolling down his legs and onto the sheets of the sleeper. She didn't think that Hank's big cock was ever going to stop coming. Her pussy had never been so stuffed.

"Wow!" Betty giggled when Hank's cock stopped spurting at last. She rolled off his big cock and helped Mary to climb off Hank's race. Then all three of them giggled in the celebration of a perfect three-way fuck.

"I still think it's a shame that your buddy passed out," Betty said, managing to stop giggling at last. "He's never going to know what he missed."

"I think it's a shame, too," Hank said, frowning a little. "He'll never believe me when I tell him what he did."

"You really don't think hell remember?" Mary asked curiously.

"I'm sure he won't," Hank said. "I wish he would remember. Then he wouldn't be able to act so pious and give me those lectures about saving myself for my wife."

Betty laughed suddenly. "I think we should fix it so he can't help but remember," she said. "We've got to furnish sonic proof that he was really in on the action tonight."

"I wish I'd brought my camera along this trip," Hank said thoughtfully. "Pete wouldn't be able to deny everything if we had a picture of him licking Betty's pussy."

"I think I just thought of something just as good," Betty offered. She grabbed her purse out of the front seat and took out her lipstick. Then she put on a heavy coat of red so that it covered her lips.

"You're putting on makeup?" Mary asked, laughing at Betty's red lips. "That's way too much, Betty. It looks like a sticky mess."

"That's exactly what I want," Betty replied, grinning at her cousin and giggling a little. "Now all I have to do is blot it in a nice strategic place."

Betty crawled up and slid down into the cab. Hank and Mary watched her as she knelt down in front of Pete. She pulled out his cock and clamped her lips over the tip. When she straightened up again there was a nice clear red lipstick print on the surface of Pete's limp cock.

"That ought to be proof enough," Betty giggled. "Now your buddy can't deny anything. I bet he's going to look pretty sheepish when he looks down at his cock in the morning."

Hank laughed loudly. "You two girls are really something!" he said admiringly. Then he looked down at his own cock swelling up again.

"I don't suppose you could give me one of those lip prints too?" he suggested. "It looks like something hard came up again."

Mary giggled. "You go first, Betty," she offered.

"I'll lick his balls while you take care of his cock. The party's a long way from over."

Hank leaned back with a grin on his face. He saw Betty's lips lower and he chuckled happily. He could hardly wait to see the expression on Pete's face when he awoke in the morning.

"Fry two straight up with a side of ham," Vicki called out to Jimmy the cook. She brushed ha hair back from her forehead with a tired hand and picked up three more orders, balancing them on her arm. She saw Stella carrying orders to the big I table at the back of the restaurant. Stella looked I almost as tired as she felt. Vicki wasn't used to working so fast, non-stop, but at least she wasn't bored. Some of the truckers who came in were pretty good-looking too. The way they flirted with her made Vicki feel wonderful. She felt attractive and sexy for the first time since she had married Pete.

About seven-thirty the rush dared out and Stella called Vicki out to the kitchen for a break. She sat down in a chair against the kitchen wall and slid her feet up on a stool. She didn't notice the way her skirt flipped up until she saw the gleam in Jimmy's eyes.

"See something you like, Jimmy?" Stella teased, winking at Vicki. "You'd better put your legs down before Jimmy starts mixing up the orders. It looks like he's having trouble getting close to the grill now."

Vicki blushed and glanced at the front ol Jimmy's pants. She could see the bulb of his cock threatening to burst out the material of his white pants.

"Just hold your horses, Jimmy," Stella teased. "I heard you say that Linda Sue is getting back from Chicago tonight."

"Who's Linda Sue?" Vicki asked, crossing her legs at the ankles so that Jimmy's view was cut off.

"Linda Sue's the girl Jimmy's living with," Stella replied. "She's been gone for two weeks now, isn't that right, Jimmy?" face flushed red. "I'm sure Jimmy nodded. His going to be glad to see her," he said, grinning. "She'd better not be tired, either."

Vicki giggled. "I'll bet she's looking forward to it just as much as you are, Jimmy. Two weeks is a long time without a good man around."

Vicki's words echoed in her mind. Two weeks… that was as long as Pete's trip. It was going to be a long time. Then, when Pete got home, he'd probably only fuck her once before he had to leave again.

Vicki's pussy started to itch, just thinking about fucking with Pete. It wasn't that exciting but it was all she had. She wished that Pete was here right now. She'd make him fuck her. She'd just jump right on top of him and force him to fuck her for a long time.

Stella noticed Vicki's dreamy expression. She couldn't help but tease her. Vicki's expression was all dreamy and Stella was sure that she was thinking about fucking.

"I think Vicki needs a good fuck." Stella remarked. "It's too bad that Linda Sue is coming back tonight. Otherwise, I'll bet that Vicki would appreciate a little taste of that nice cock of yours."

Jimmy grinned. He was used to Stella's lewd comments. That was one of the reasons he liked working for her. He could say anything and she wouldn't get mad at him.

"Linda Sue won't be back till the end of my shift," Jimmy said, ginning at Vicki's long tanned legs. "I don't know if I can wait that long. Maybe Vicki would like a little fucking on her break."

Stella leaned closer to Jimmy. She thought of a way to prove to Vicki that she wasn't frigid like she thought.

"How about licking her pussy for her?" Stella whispered. "Would you like to do that, Jimmy?"

"Gosh… yes!" Jimmy hissed back. "Do… do you think she'd let me, Stella?"

"I'll set it up," Stella promised. "All you have to do is be ready with that nice, hot tongue of yours."

Business was so heavy in the next hour that Stella didn't have any time to talk to Vicki. She noticed that Vicki looked preoccupied, though. If Stella could have read Vicki's mind she wouldn't have worried about the success of her little sexy plan.