Chapter 2

A cheer went up and Connie jerked her head, looking toward the center of the ring. She straightened herself, pushing away from Matt and pulling her cum-dripping hand off the Mexican youth's cock. At first she stared in shock, then she started to scream. Matt clapped his hand over her mouth, holding her from behind and telling her to calm down. She chewed his fingers, her chest heaving.

That was her son up there! That was Billy!

Billy appeared to have lost his mind. He'd stumbled to the middle of the circle, his jeans around his ankles, his white young body looking more naked than naked, his cock jutting from his loins like a club. As the hound was dragged off the girl, Billy took the dog's place, gripping the Mexican girl at the waist just as the hound had, sliding his adolescent prick into her young cunt and fucking her frantically.

The crowd screamed as if cheering on a matador. One of the Mexican attendants moved toward Billy.

Connie screamed into Matt's palm as the riding crop licked across Billy's white back, leaving a thin red welt.

Billy winced but continued to hump, fucking his big teenaged cock in the young girl's jism-greased pussyhole. His skinny ass dimpled with each fuck-thrust. His fingers sank deeper into the girl's skin and his tongue hung out, dripping.

The Mexican switched him again with the crop, then again.

Billy chewed his lips, trying to ignore the whip. The muscles of his skinny body rippled as he fucked the girl's beautiful brown ass. His back, beaded with sweat, was crisscrossed with welts and he was trembling all over. As the crop stung his skin again, he hunched over the girl and chewed on her shoulder. His ass jerked and he moaned loudly, his half- changed voice cracking and going from low-pitched to boyishly high-pitched. The Mexican flung down his riding crop, grabbed Billy by his blond hair, and yanked.

Billy's head snapped back, his back arching, his spasming cock popping out of the girl's pussyhole. The Mexican held him, gasping, as the crowd cheered and Billy's jism spurted onto the girl's ass. His young prick flexed just as wildly as the dogprick had, spurting just as far. His jism was whiter, however, glistening on the girl's brown skin.

When Billy had finished spurting, the fat Mexican placed his boot squarely on Billy's ass and launched him into the crowd, which cheered and laughed, welcoming him back.

Connie whimpered, shaking all over, her mouth clamped shut by Matt's fingers. Suddenly Matt's hard, naked cock was sliding against her ass. He'd forced her jeans down enough to bare her ass and now he was humping against it. He pushed his cock down farther, slipping it between her legs, fucking her between her thighs. As his long prickshaft slid along her greased crotch, she weakened in his arms, dizzy, helpless. He unclapped his hand from her mouth and she moaned softly, delirious with desire. She hadn't felt a hard cock between her legs in months, so many months, not since she'd divorced Sam.

In the ring, four Mexicans had hold of the naked girl, two of them puffing on cigars as they lifted her. The four men, two on each side of the donkey, held the girl by the torso and legs as they lifted her against the underside of the beast. The girl reached up, her small brown fingers clutching at the donkey's ribs as she pulled her tits up against his furry abdomen. The men holding her legs forced them wide apart and the girl pointed her brown toes like a gymnast. A fifth man, squatting between the donkey's hind legs, lifted the beast's baseball bat cock, wiping the dripping tip of it against the girl's jism-dripping pussy.

Connie squirmed in Matt's arms as he slipped his hard hot prick back and forth between her thighs. She couldn't take her eyes off the scene in the ring. The donkey's cock was as long and thick as one of the girl's arms. The girl squirmed, rubbing her cunt against the animal's prickhead. Her brown toes wriggled excitedly. Connie realized that the jizz leaking from the girl's pussyhole was the combined jism of the mongrel stud and of her
her toes clutching repeatedly at the balls of her feet. As the huge donkeyprick reamed out her cunt, she shrieked, gibbering in Spanish, her eyes rolled back into her skull.

The crowd went crazy. The scent of jism rose in the air as more and more men shot their loads. One of the men holding the girl's legs hauled out his prick and pounded it fiercely, popping his cockhead in and out of his fore skin. Suddenly he started licking the girl's foot and sucking on her wriggling toes. He shot off in seconds, spurting his white cum into the dirt.

The donkey hee-hawed as if he'd lost his mind, apparently incensed not only with his fucking but by the mania of the crowd. The beast twisted his head, shook it, braying incessantly as he humped, ramming his huge cockpole up the pussy of the shrieking young girl. In and out, in and out, slid his gleaming cock. In and out, in and out, in and out.

Matt crushed Connie in his arms, his fuck thrusts matching those of the donkey, his big cock burning between her thighs. Connie's cunt sizzled as Matt's prickrod rubbed against it. Her clit protruded from between her pussy-lips, filed mercilessly against Matt's sliding cock. Connie's pussy tightened, the fuck- itch driving her crazy. She rubbed her bare ass madly against Matt's loins.

"Eeeeeeeeh!" the Mexican girl wailed, her body convulsing, shuddering as if she were being electrocuted. "Eeeeeeeeeeh!" Her toes clawed at the balls of her feet, her fingers raked the ribcage of the donkey. "Aiehhhh!"

Humping out of control, the donkey reared up, breaking free of the men restraining him. He balanced on his hind legs, ramming his cock in and out of the girl's spasming cunt. His flanks shuddered violently and he brayed madly, his brown eyes rolling. As his cum exploded into the naked girl, she jerked, grunting, gasping. Before he'd pumped half his load into her, his fuckslime was running out of her ravaged cunt.

"I'm coming!" Matt gasped into Connie's ear. "Catch it, oh Christ!" His prick swelled between her legs, contracted, pumping cum. He moaned, biting at Connie's neck.

Connie was delirious. She cupped her hands in front of Matt's cockhead and caught his hot thick cum as it spurted out. As the hot fluid gushed into her hands and Matt's prick flexed between her thighs, Connie's cunt went into spasms. She shuddered in Matt's arms, letting the hot feelings overwhelm her. She was still spasming when Matt stopped shooting, and she raised her shaking hands to her mouth, sucking and slurping his cum out of them. Cum dribbled down her neck, soiling her blouse, but she didn't care. Her lust was too great.

It was only after she'd recovered her senses that she realized that she'd swallowed not only Matt's cum, but that of the filthy Mexican youth as well.

"Let's go," Matt said. "Zip up quick and let's get out of here."

"Billy," she said. "Where's Billy?"

"We'll find him," Matt said. "But let's move it!"

They were both suddenly very sober, neither lust nor tequila clouding their judgment anymore. They found Billy and left in a hurry.