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She had to go on testing him, though. His trial wasn't over. It would take an awful lot to makeup for deflowering her little girl. He was going to pay for that all his life.

"Stick your tongue up my ass," she said harshly.

Hal didn't hesitate. The whole scene was turning him on powerfully, and he wanted to do every crazy thing imaginable. The idea of arousing a cold-hearted woman, of proving himself her master in bed – this was making him incredibly horny and daring. When she commanded him to put his tongue in her asshole, he felt his cock go rock-hard.

His hands sweating, he pushed her lovely long legs wider apart, exposing the little light brown wrinkle of her anus. He zeroed in on it, tickling it with his wet tongue tip, then wriggling the tip inside the tight muscular opening. He tasted her pungent juice, then thrust deeper.

"Oooooo," Brenda cried.

She felt his scalding slick tongue slicing up her tight asshole, and she almost came in her excitement. She let her anal muscles relax, allowing his thick tongue to slide up the tight clenched passage.

"All the way," she panted, "Put it in all the way… Lick my asshole, you bastard… YES!"

Hal stretched his tongue up her steamy tight bumhole till he was lodged to the root. Drooling in his horny excitement, he reamed her clean. Brenda squealed and moaned and writhed with intense pleasure. Her cunt cream spurted out in heavy jets to soak his face.

"All right," she panted, "that's enough. Now I want you to ball me – hard and fast. Hurry. Do it NOW."

He jerked his tongue from her nipping bumhole and rose to his knees. He threw her legs up over his shoulders, trapping and exposing her. Aiming his heavy stiff prick at the dripping little mouth of her cunt, he rammed into her as hard as he could. He felt his aching meat encased in fiery slick flesh.

"YES," Brenda wailed, "yes, ball me hard, you motherfucker… Yesss…"

She hadn't made such a bad bargain after all, she thought. It was okay for him to go on fucking Debby. The girl obviously liked it, and it would satisfy Hal's kinky lust for little girls. It was all okay, as long as he continued to ball Brenda this well… If he didn't, she wouldn't be alone for long.





CHAPTER TEN




She lost count of how many times she came before Hal gave a loud moan and began shooting his jism into her. It had been good. He'd passed the test. He rolled off her and almost instantly fell asleep. She didn't blame him. He'd fucked her like a pile driver.

Brenda got quietly out of bed and went to the living room and picked up the phone. She dialed the Red Dragon. It wasn't too late. Denton would still be there, supervising the closing. He answered on the second ring.

"This is Brenda," she said coolly. "I've changed my mind. If that job is still open, I'll take it."

He paused, no doubt surprised, and then spoke with obvious delight. "That's great, baby," he said. "You can start tomorrow night. I'll have a costume made. But, listen – you mean you'll do everything? Not just the dancing?"

"Everything," said Brenda. "I'll see you tomorrow."

She hung up, wearing that strange cold smile which had frightened Hal. She had made up her mind. Her dream of marriage had been shattered, but if she couldn't live for love, she could at least live for pleasure.

She wasn't taking the job for the money. The money would be nice, of course, but she didn't need it. Hal had plenty, and he was going to have to be generous with her.

No, she was taking the job because of the pleasure it would bring. She'd be fucking the very best customers, dozens of men…

Humming to herself, Brenda went to bed.

She left for work early the next day, right after making dinner. It was the last time she'd make dinner or wash the dishes. Hal had promised to hire a maid. Earlier in the day she'd had her talk with him and with Debby.

"I don't like the idea of you going back to work at that place," Hal had said when she told him about it.

"Too bad," said Brenda. "You'll just have to lump it. From now on I do whatever I want."

He hung his head. "I know, Brenda, but it still bothers me," he said. "The idea of all those men gawking at you, pawing you…"

She laughed loudly. "Oh, that isn't all, darling," she said. "Denton offered me a new job. I won't be waiting tables any more. I'll be dancing, and after the show, I'll be entertaining his favorite customers – in private."

Hal went pale. "You mean…?" he said.

Brenda nodded. "Sure," she said. "I intend to lay plenty of men, and I might as well get paid for it."

Hal looked completely destroyed. She felt no pity for him. She remembered vividly the terrible pain she'd felt when she came home and found him fucking Debby.