CHAPTER NINE
All it took was a little bit of time before Rick was ready for some more s*x.
Terry nursed him along beautifully, running her fingers first over his balls, then his c**k. Every time that she would dig her fingers into his testicles and squeeze, he would twitch and squirm.
"Let's f**k again," he said.
"That's the general idea," she chuckled.
"How do you want to do it?"
"I'd like to do it democratic style."
"How do you mean?"
"Democratic s*x, honey," Terry threw her head back and laughed. "You do me and I do you. You follow?"
"Oh, you mean my favorite number. The sixty-nine route."
"Is sixty-nine your favorite number?"
"It sure as hell is. It's the number that's involved in a f**k, so it's got to be my favorite."
"You sound about as oversexed as me," she laughed.
