'Should I get the rest of the gang?'
'Hell, no. I can handle this.'
'Listen, Bernardo. Salvador might not like it. He's been kind of uptight lately about the heat coming down on us whatever we do, and then that damn reporter…'
'Oh yeah? Well, let me worry about staying out of the cops' reach.'
'Whatever you want, Bernardo,' Chico sighed, knowing it was useless to argue with the hot-headed Bernardo.
'Yeah, let me go out and see what she wants. Maybe she wants a little more of a good Latin's cock, know what I mean? Maybe she's beginnin' to dig it!' The dark-haired Morro laughed and winked at the other man.
'Yeah? Ya mean like Maria?' Chico said, knowing how many Spanish girls, when first introduced to fucking like the Morros liked it, had eventually come to crave the brand of screwing that the gang preferred.
'Yeah, like Maria,' Chico replied. 'Except Maria's gettin' a little stale. I could use some fresh hot pussy, ya know.'
The two Morros gang members laughed conspiratorially as Bernardo flipped the magazine aside, stood up, yanked up his tight Levi's so that the thick mound of his cock was clearly outlined, then made his way to the front door.
Out in the street stood Nancy on the sidewalk, dressed in the outfit she had put together the day before, her seductive appearance heightened by the liberal use of thick red lipstick, dark-blue eye shadow, and heavy black eye liner setting off the sapphire sparkle of her eyes. She had drunk a few good stiff drinks before she had ventured out of her house and now it seemed to be hitting her. She began to be concerned about becoming too drunk to carry out her plan. She looked up as she heard the door of the run-down house open and found herself staring into Bernardo Mendosa's cruel young face.
'Well, well, well,' he murmured as he caught sight of the young blonde reporter's wife and took in her alluring new appearance. 'Still trying to save your husband, huh?'
Fighting back a gnawing surge of anger and fear, Nancy stared directly into the young hoodlum's eyes without flinching.
'Maybe,' she said in a low, husky voice, '… and maybe not.'
'You know, chica, you could get in big trouble if the rest of the gang knew you were here.'
'Yes?' she replied casually, glancing softly up at him. 'Well, I don't care any more. They don't frighten me. Do they frighten you, Bernardo?'
'Me?' Bernardo retorted. 'Hell, no. But they might if I was not a member.'
'Yeah… I know.' Slowly, Nancy let her tongue lick a slow tantalizing trail around the curving circle of her red lips and let her eyes travel boldly up and down his slim young body. 'You're quite a man.'
'Think so, huh?' Bernardo said, growing rather excited by the older woman's attitude and appearance. 'Guess it sort of frustrated you when we didn't get to fuck? Huh?'
'Maybe…'
Bernardo came quickly down the steps of the front porch and stood in front of the provocative young wife. He was so close he could smell the sultry scent of her perfume, and his young cock stiffened hotly in his pants as he stood next to her sensually attired body.
'Seems like you've changed quite a bit from the first time we met,' he remarked. 'What happened to you? You trying to pull some kind of fast one on me?'
'No,' she said coolly, although her heart was thudding wildly in her chest.
'Then why are you here?'
'My husband has been in jail for a week and a half now…' she struggled to get the words out of her mouth. '… and I miss him, that is, I miss his cock. It's been so long since a man has fucked me and I need it so badly. That's why I thought of you. You are so handsome.'
'Yeah, a lot of girls think so. That bastard husband really pulled one over on you, getting himself caught that way, didn't he?'
Nancy felt a sudden urge to slap the young Cuban punk across the face for what he was saying, but she held back, determined to go ahead with her daring scheme no matter what she had to endure to carry it through.
'Yes… he did.' The young blonde wife took a deep breath of air.
'Well, don't take it so hard, woman. There's plenty other cocks to feed a hungry pussy.'
The reporter's wife turned slowly toward the street-gang member and let her eyes lock directly with his.
'Yes,' she replied in a near-whisper, 'plenty.'
Bernardo's rigid cock was throbbing painfully in his tight trousers as Nancy exerted all of her potent female charms on him. Her erotic appearance had had a great effect on the horny young Morro and he was completely taken in by her story, feeling pleased and smug that the blonde girl, wife of the gang's enemy, was now hungry for his body.
'Yeah, I guess you've been pretty lonely with your husband in jail, huh? Guess you been itchin' for some other cock to satisfy your pussy, huh?'
Nancy laughed softly, so as not to betray her shock at his obscene words.
'You took the words right out of my mouth,' she managed to reply, surprised herself at the conviction in her voice. 'But I don't think your brother or the other Morros would like it if you and I… I mean, he'll probably think I'm trying to get something out of you.'
Bernardo stepped away from her and eyed her steadily.
'Are you?' he asked coolly.
Nancy laughed softly, and returned his steady look.
'Sure, Bernardo…' Slowly she reached down with her left hand and placed it seductively on his right leg, sliding it with agonizing slowness upward toward his inner thigh. The dark-haired hoodlum's cock quivered excitedly and lurched against the taut material of his pants like a caged animal suddenly gone wild. Finally the young blonde wife let her palm and fingers rest directly on the shuddering mound and began to massage slowly, sensuously. 'I want something out of you, handsome… but it has nothing to do with Rick or your brother.' She lowered her voice to a sultry whisper, still continuing to press her hand hard onto the hotly throbbing bulge at his crotch. 'I've wanted you from the first minute I saw you, Bernardo.'
'Even though I nearly raped you the other day?'
'Maybe because of it…'
There was a long simmering silence between the two of them.
'Well,' Bernardo murmured urgently, suddenly realizing that they were standing in the middle of the street. 'Maybe we oughta go in the house and finish what we started.'
'I'd like that, Bernardo… I'd like it a lot. But your brother might…'
'Fuck him!' The young Cuban snapped impatiently. 'I do what I want, and I don't give a good goddamn what my brother thinks.'
Nancy smiled at him, her eyes glimmering with desire.
'Is there someplace in the house where…?' she whispered.
'There's a room upstairs with a mattress in it.'
'Good, but are you sure we won't be interrupted by any of the other Morros?'
'No, they won't interfere.'
'What are we waiting for, then?'
'Fuckin' nothing, that's what,' he said, his eyes flashing with obscene purpose. 'Get your ass in the house and let me have a word with Chico here.'
Rick's young wife grinned seductively and began walking up the sidewalk to the porch while Bernardo waited until she was almost to the door before he walked over to where Chico was standing.
'Me and the girl are going in the house for a while.'
'Hey, Bernardo, do you think that's a good idea? I mean, Salvador ain't gonna like it.'
'You let me worry about Salvador,' Bernardo snarled. 'And don't you rat on me or I'll slit your throat, ya got it?'
'Yeah, Bernardo, I got it,' the burly gang member sighed. 'Just be careful.'
'I'm always careful, man, you know that.'
Abruptly the young Cuban turned away to join Nancy, who stood waiting near the front door. Chico watched as
