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Connie_s young lover

CHAPTER ONE

She needed cock. Goddamn, did she need cock! It had been at least two days since she had last felt six inches of hard, hot prick fucking her cunt. Christ, shit, fuck, piss it couldn't have been that long ago! She had never gone that long without cock unless you counted the days she was on the rag, but even then some courageous dick would fuck her pussy.

Connie felt the incessant itch between her thighs. What now? Finger her pussy, pretending that it was the six inches of cock she needed? Christ, any woman knew that what a man had hanging, prick erecting, between his legs was a better thing to get off on than one or two fingers.

She delved between her thighs. God, her cunt was really wet! She felt the lips. God, her cunt-lips were swollen! She felt her cunt. Christ, she needed a fuck-a cock, a goddamn husky cock that would give her pussy a real good naming all night.

What to do?

She turned around in the chair, grabbed the phone and dialed.

"Jason, I know I shouldn't be calling you at home, but if I don't get a goddamn good fucking right now, I'll go bananas!"

"Connie… er… don't ever call me at home again," replied a husky whispering voice. Now angry: "What if my wife had answered?"

"Oh, fuck your wife!" Connie said, slamming down the phone.

It was Saturday night, Connie had a hot cunt, and one of her favorite fuckers had just refused to come over to her apartment and douse the flames that roared through her pussy.

Another phone call.