"Again, nifio!" she cried. "Do it again!" she held her legs straight up in the air so his mouth would be guided down to his target, the split of her V.
Alex was fascinated by the bald, tender swat. Before, it had been dry. But now it was a veritable well spring of love juice pouring out of her pink fountain.
He began to lap it.
"No, no!" she moaned. "Bite it, baby! Otro vez? Eat me, baby!"
Drawn by her words, yet repelled at the same time, Alex lowered his head and caught her clitoris in his teeth, pinching the tiny sprout. The girl sobbed, "Si, si!" and heaved against him. He shifted his hold, nipping the tender lips of her love nest until they were so bruised and tender his tongue just touching her brought shrieks of ecstasy.
Using his hands to spread her legs, Alex caught his fingers deep in her cunt and spread her wide open until her deepest passage was open to the air.
He nipped and chewed at her like a raging animal until the blood flowed in a dozen tiny trickles. And all the time she was screaming at him. "Si, do it, baby! Do it!"
Finally, he could barely rouse her. She lay limp, urging him on in a hoarse whisper.
He turned and spread her legs out as widely as he could manage while she responded limply.
Then he placed the tip of his cock on her bruised and bleeding box and lunged into her with all his might.
She cried and begged him to stop. He could feel her passage convulsing around his cock so tightly at times that he had to tear through it. Slowly her body responded until she was pounding against him, crying with the ecstasy of his ram smashing into her tender walls.
He lunged and she caught his legs with hers and locked him against her while his heat flowed into her cup and filled her.
Alex lighted cigarettes for both of them and they lay together quietly.
"You liked that?" Alex asked quietly.
"Si! It was wonderful, no?" The prostitute wiped a tear from her eye and looked into the cigarette smoke. "You do not understand. You think I am an animal, no? But you are wrong." She snuggled back against him and let him place his penis between the cheeks of her ass but slapped his hands away from her cunt.
"It hurts," she said simply.
"But you enjoyed it?"
"Si! Since Manuel… since I came here it is all the pleasure I have left. Thank you!" And she wiggled her ass against him, working his cock into the tight, wrinkled hole there.
"I know you did not like it," she said. "I am sorry. I do not want to be this way. It is because of… well… because, that is all."
"Because of Manuel Ramos?"
The girl stiffened, the muscles of her butt strangling the head of Alex's prick. "How you know about Manuel?"
"Oh, someone said something about him. Maybe a cab driver. I don't remember." Reassuringly, Alex put his arms around the whore and felt her luscious breasts. That was something the girl understood. She took his hands and placed them on her nipples. They were rigidly distended, like spikes.
"Long time that no happen," she said simply. "I have special feeling for you."
Alex began to rock against her, slowly working his prick into her asshole and feeling her shudder against its probing attack. His hand clamped tightly around her tits and pinched the nipples unmercifully until she was moaning again.
"Are all these girls Manuel's?" Alex asked softly.
The girl shook her head and moaned again. "No," she grunted and rammed her butt at his cock, almost crying when it missed the aching hole. "Just three. But he has two more chicas. I know. We are not enough to keep him."
And then Alex heaved and his heavy cock split the delicate tissue and ran like a spike into the girl's body.
He held her in his arms and rolled on his back and all the tune she was whimpering and wiggling on his probing tool. She sat up on him and he drove in deeper, spreading her cheeks with his fingers. Then he turned her on his spindle until she was facing him and her legs splayed out on each side of his body.
She was burning with desire. Her cunt was dripping onto his bare body like a leaky faucet. He reached out towards her and put both hands on her thighs and paused.
Grunting with pleasure, the girl was almost oblivious to him. Her ass gripped his prick like a glove and milked it with every movement. He poised his thumbs and looked her face.
Then he plunged them both in, simultaneously, into that battered and abused cunt. Letting out a stifled shriek, the girl clasped both hands to her mouth and closed her eyes.
Her ass grabbed Alex's rod and threatened to tear it apart. He groaned with agony it was so tight, and then her hips were flailing and she was bouncing up and down and crying out and his prick dug deeper and deeper and deeper into her until he was sure he had gone all the way through her body.
Semen seared and rose in him on a spire of fire. But her ass gripped him so tightly it couldn't burst free. He was in agony.
He heaved his body, driving harder into her hole and his fingers were pliers on her sloppy, dripping swat.
Her climax raced through her in waves. Hard and soft.
Alex soared with her. Her muscles constricting and loosening his cock so he spurted into her like a machine gun and the head of his prick burned from the friction.
The girl moaned and collapsed limply forward, her bleached hair making a white veil across Alex's face. Slowly, he felt his prick pulling out of her warm depths, her ass shrinking after taking the huge intruder.
For a long time, the two of them lay that way, not moving in their mutual exhaustion.
Stirring finally, the girl brushed his face with her lips. "You take me with you, no?"
"How can I?"
"Si." She was silent and she rubbed her tired cunt against his body, dragging a cool track up it. "How you know," she said, "about Manuel Ramos?"
"Because he took my…" Alex looked into the bleached blonde's eyes. Brown, murderously sharp eyes.
"Take me," she had said. And he had said, "No!" Her eyes told him that. Enough.
"Because a cab driver told me," Alex mumbled again.
When he left he overpaid her. He hoped it was enough. He hoped to God it was.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Manuel had Renee and Fran change positions. Renee's heart thudded wildly as the two tied her down, her back slithering in the pool of sweat left by Fran's body. Her butt hung over the end of the table and her legs quivered with the effort of reaching the ground and taking some of the weight off her back muscles, already aching from the strain.
Combined with the anticipation of what was to come, the feeling was delicious. Renee hated herself for it, but how could she deny it? Watching Fran get fucked, eating her sloppy cunt had roused her to such a high pitch of excitement she would have fought the blonde girl for the privilege of being next.
The strain across her lower belly was excruciating. Every muscle in her crotch was pulled taut. Just breathing disturbed them enough to titillate her.
God! What was Manuel waiting for? She couldn't wait to feel his prick digging into that tight hole, tearing her apart.
She knew she was going to scream with pleasure. Now that he was half drained, he'd take longer. He'd pound her until she was whimpering with exhaustion, and she wanted it! Lying on that table, feeling the rough ropes that held her wrists, she knew that she wanted it that way!
For a long moment she stared at a crack that ran the length of the ceiling and realized what was happening to her. She hated Manuel. And yet her body cried for him, literally. Already her pussy was weeping its stream of liquid.