'Hi,' she said. 'It's Cynthia. Remember me?'
'I'll never forget you,' he replied, his voice huskier. 'You aren't having any trouble with your husband, are you?'
'The only trouble I'm having is with sitting down,' she admitted, giggling. 'Robert likes ass-fucking. A lot, if you guys hadn't helped me out with such things, I don't think I would have a husband today. God, his cock is fat. It really stretches my ass.'
'Oh,' he grunted. 'So, everything's all right?'
'Perfect,' she agreed.
'I see,' he muttered. 'Is this a good-bye call, then? A Dear John over the phone?'
'Hell, no,' she murmured seductively. 'My ass might be sore, but my pussy isn't. Or my mouth. You, ah, did say that you and Lloyd want a chance at my pussy again, didn't you?'
'When?' he asked so anxiously she had to chuckle.
'I could be there in an hour, if the traffic isn't heavy,' she replied thoughtfully. 'Or do you have too many guests that you won't have time for me?'
'Honey, even if we did, we'd make time for you,' he swore. 'Come on out. We'll be looking for you.'
'All right,' she purred. 'Tell your cousins to be ready. You, too, lover. I want to get fucked good and hard, until the bed is soaked with cum. I, uh, tried doing it by myself just now. With a golf club. It was okay, but not great. The way you three guys can make it great.'
'A golf club?' Alan gasped. Then he laughed. 'Dammit, honey, what were you trying for? A hole-in- one?'
'No, one in a hole,' she corrected humorously. 'I probably won't have time to fuck each of you twice, not if I want my cunt back to normal before Robert gets home. But, uh, maybe we could do some licking and sucking for an encore. What do you think?'
'I think my cock's gonna pop my zipper,' he replied huskily. 'Get your Goddamned ass out here, baby. And I mean now.'
'You can't be anymore anxious than I am,' she replied, adding, 'Oh, I think I'd like each of you one at a time for the first round. For the second, well, we can decide that later.'
'Cynthia, you're wasting time,' Alan pleaded lustfully. 'Just get here, okay?'
'Okay,' she murmured. 'One hour. Be ready.'
She hung up and sighed, anticipating a few hours of hot sex with the three studs. First Alan or Lloyd, then Perry. Followed by some hot tonguing and sucking. And later, after Robert got home, a good, gut-wrenching ass- fuck. Or two. Or a long sixty-nine session. The possibilities, she realized, were almost endless.
Smiling happily, the girl hurried to get dressed to go to the motel. With three horny studs waiting to fulfill her every wish, she would be foolish to not rush.
It was only once she got to her car and saw the bags in back that something very important occurred to her. As long as the cousins were willing to fuck her when she asked them to, she wouldn't again need to go shopping to kill a day.
She started the car, a wide grin on her face. A satisfied pussy had to beat just about anything.
