Rico, Tina and Mark drank up their mojitos, and ahead of Rico's
schedule Mark had spirited them out into the parking lot and into
Mark's convertible BMW. Mark suggested some fresh air, the club was
too stuffy. Rico just figured that it was the roofies kicking in. He
fell asleep almost the instant he hit the leather seat. Mark buckled
him in as Tina climbed into the backseat. Rico may have been dead to
the world, but Tony was awake and totally in shock. Through Rico's
half-open eyelids, he could see Mark and Tina kissing.
"Well, you wanted to make a sandwich, and here's our latino beef for
the meat in our sandwich," Mark said slapping Rico on the back of the
head so his head bobbled back and forth.
"I thought you'd like two girls?" challenged Tina.
"Yeah, last time you had a strap-on around your waist, my cock didn't
see any action."
"Well, I wouldn't say that. You shot seven loads until your balls were
the size of peas."
"Haha, now are you taking the pill or do I have to put a rubber on
him."
"Rubber, that means get him hard."
She grinned and climbed on the back of the front seat and perched
there.
"Ah, don't you mean you need to get him hard?"
"Nope. He's your meat, you get him hard. And no hands!"
"No hands?"
"Yeah, you're good at giving me oral and giving me directions on how
to suck your cock, you should be a natural. It's not like he'll
remember, besides it'll be a real turn on for me, and I bet you that I
can give you a blow job twice - no three times as long as you can give
Rio."
"Rico. And if you lose the bet?"
"Better yet, not just three times as long, but I'll swallow three
times as many loads. So if you swallow 3 loads of Rico's, I have to
swallow 9 of yours."
"You never swallow. I will now, but that means showing me your mouth
full of cum, and then swallow and show empty," she laughed.
"Ten times."
"Ten times?"
"If you want me to suck his cock, you have to service me for 10 times
as long and swallow ten times as many loads."
"Fine, ten it is. Ten times 30 seconds is 5 minutes, and zero loads
time ten is still zero."
"I didn't know you were that good at math!" laughed
"Oh, I'm better than you know. Now, get down there and get to work."
"Yes, Mistress Tina!" laughed Mark. He turned and looked at Rico's
swollen crotch, and frowned, but reached for the belt and zipper.
First, he tilted back the front seat.
The red fabric of Tony flashed like a bullfighter's cape in front of
Mark's eyes, and his nostrils flared. He moved in and took a deep
whiff of Rico's crotch as if it was a fine Cuban cigar. Tina laughed.
Then his hands touched Tony as he reached to remove the underwear.
Suddenly, he heard Tony's mind, and he froze.