CHAPTER FOUR
I'll get this over as quickly as possible, Bob thought. Then I'll see what I can about keeping Anne as my constant supply of cunt. Then, and then. ...
"Hurry it up will you," Louise interrupted his thought. "I'm really getting hot looking at the two of you."
But who was paying any attention to her. Lorraine was almost completely gone as she breathed repeatedly, "f**k, f**k, f**k-" Her hips twitched furiously. Her sighs were deep and lustful. Her knees were pulled up and her parted thighs opened and closed.
"I got you, honey," Bob felt a hand at his crotch. It was Louise. Down came his zipper, in went her hand, and out came his goober. The only problem was, how to keep eating Lorraine and give Louise a good shot at him. There was no other way, Bob concluded, or was there .
