Buckled to the deck of the table as Yancey bent to gobble up enormous quaffs of her cuntcome straight from her flews.
'Oooooh.'
Ramona jacked off Yancey with her feet as he reached deeper inside of her cuntal squint with lingual lunges.
'Unhunh.'
Yancey trimmed Ramona's clitoris above the forest of her thighs with high snide rises and falls of his entire oral assemblage.
He danced his tapered tonguetip across the face of her clitflesh.
'Yes-sssss.'
Took clit between his incisors. Clicked his teeth tightly.
'Enini.'
Sucked the clitbud with bellowing action of his facecheeks. Strafing pinkmeat to tenderness such that it sang.
Then Yancey's mouthlips twanged Ramona's clitmeat while she moved her own mouth maniacally and soundlessly.
Wordlessly.
Eternally speechless.
Abruptly she screeched:
'Aiiiiinh!'
Ramona spiraled off into orgasmic oblivion. Fidgeting digits clawed her clit.
She loaded her labia into Yancey's muttering maw as he sawed into her with barracuda grin. Lifting her hinders, Yancey stoked a couple of fingers into Ramona's buttery asshole.
Cuntbroth boiled.
Juices oiled her innertubes.
Yancey cockhead roiled with the energy of hard-on white-hotness. His ballocks were blown up like beachballs.
Ramona pawed his gonads. ran her fingers at his anus and suckered along the insides of his thighs about his kneecaps as Yancey sucked Ramona's paps.
Puckering his mouth about her boobs. Sucking them down.
Stretching them out.
'Ow!'
Snapping them back onto her boobcage.
Yancey began sputtering along Ramona's ribs. One thumb up Ramona's bum.
The other hooked onto the cuff of his discarded pants, which he had just drawn up behind him with one of his big toes.
Yancey torqued Ramona's body about.
'Bullshit,' she spat directly into his teeth. 'Motherfucker,' right into his eyes.
Half blinded by Ramona's spittle, Yancey gave up the quest for his gun and went instead for the pistol in Ramona's hand.
Ramona jawed bitterly:
'Gawddamn motherrfucking sistersucking son of a bitching asshole-eating-'
'Not very sisterly words, Little Ramona. Shame on you for using your mouth that way.'
Ramona beat Yancey to his own gun. Came up with it in her fist.
Yancey had Ramona's opposing wrist deftly in his grip and shifted his weight.
'Eiiingh.'
Easily twisted her Colt to the floor.
Both of them swarmed for it.
Yancey snagged the weapon into the corner with a sidesweeping thrash of his open-palmed hand and blocked Ramona's advance with a kick into the center of her hiney as the gun bounced heavily off the trim at the bottom of two walls arid chipped across the slatted floorboards pretty nearly right into Yancey's rummaging paws.
Ramona snorted.
Attempt to recover firearm aborted, Rarnona did not give pigshit anyway.
Awesomely, Ramona turned around.
Got down on her knees.
Pointed Yancey's Remington at his pecker. As he directed her Colt toward the floor right about where her clitbud was.
'Please,' Ramona said. 'Show some courtesy. Preserve some dignity if you will.'
'Blow me.'
'Of course, I must slake my thirst. How fast can you burst off some jizzom?'
'Never timed it.'
Ramona bit it.
'Uuuuunh.'
Tongued the grinning cockhead with slow and deadly dredges of her lingual organ, Then chawed the balls to porridge.
'Unh.'
Ramona played ring-around-the-rosie with Yancey's asshole.
Sniffed, it like posies.
Both of them held their respective guns-each originally belonging to the other one-aimed more or less at the ready as Ramona scratched Yancey s ass and blew him.
Rubbing her ruby-tipped titties down his thighs to his knees as she squeezed her head back stretching the dihgalingdong out long.
'Eaughn!'
Yancey's boner exploded like a galactic nebula. Stardust streaked through the air.
Shining cosmic jizzomic milky way sprayed across Ramona's tresses, Constellations of come stuck to Ramona's eyelashes, Sashes of joyjuice were strung like traceries of spiraling shooting stars from her chin to the tips of her titties.
'Looks so pretty.'
'Now you're getting dirty.'
Another chuckle of cockcream curdled through the air in a slow low arc.
LandedSplat!
Flatly on her chin.
'Inini.'
Hung from her jowls like the wattles of a gobbling fowl.
Ramona trailed her tongue out and caught the next jolt of jizzom fired randomly from Yancey's pullulating penis.
Ramona snickered as her bickering maw gagged down his gonads one at a time.
She snuggled his legs with her thighs. Slid down easily and contorted.
Tripping Yancey with squeezes of her gluteus till he toppled.
'Fuckingchrist!'
'We're both going for the derringer now, I take it. Don't fake it.'
Ramona loaded her maw with Yancey's balls. He chawed on her labia…
'You know, Ramona,' Yancey said mincing tripe, '! think I understand your type.'
'Oh? More than I do.'
'Almost as though we were kin.'
'I'm listening.'
'This other stuff was a ploy. What I'm mainly here for is to find a way to get Uncle Roy out of where he is now.'
'How we gonna do that?'
