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your magnificent manhood.”

They broke up on the way to their wedding. Weird huh?

They drove from Louisville, Kentucky to Las Vegas. It should have taken three or four days. It took two weeks. After driving for a few hours each day, “Juan, let’s find a motel. I miss your cock.” If the motel was upscale, Gussie insisted they stay two or three nights.

“Baby, Gussie’s pussy needs your cock. Remember the way you rode Morehouse up in Saratoga, ride me like that this morning.”

Or

“Juan, you were so good to Gussie’s pussy last night, let me show you how much I appreciate what your cock does to my pussy.” She’d get on her knees. He insisted on finishing in her pussy.

In the lobby of Caesar’s Palace in Las Vegas, Gussie ran into Fred Jackson (husband #3). Of all the men Gussie Hartling had been with and besides her husbands there’d been many, no one ate pussy like Fred Jackson.

She didn’t necessarily miss Fred; she missed having her pussy eaten. A few dollars slipped to a bellboy gave her access to his room number. She knocked on his door. Gussie Hartling left Juan Mendoza, almost literally at the altar.

It took Juan less than a day to figure out what happened. Not the who, but that Gussie had left him. He called Annabella Montserrat in Uruguay and cried and cried.

“It’ll a take me a few days to make arrangements, but I’ll fly up to Las Vegas as soon as I can. Juan, Annabella will be there for you.”

Three days later, Annabella Montserrat arrived at Caesar’s Palace. “Juan, I need a long, hot bath, and then I’ll be yours. Give me an hour.”

Less than two hours later, Annabella was on her back and Juan’s cock was pounding her pussy mercilessly; taking out his anger and frustration at Gussie Hartling on Annabella. “Like that, Juan, give it to me just like that.”

For two days, except for room service, they rarely got out of bed. Thankfully, for the gallon of lubricant Annabella brought with her, her pussy welcomed the hammering. “Your cock, Juan, oh your cock. More, my pussy wants more.”

One morning, he told her in detail about Gussie, leaving nothing out. “And you say, she was sixty?”

He nodded. “Juan, when a woman gets to a certain age, her body can no longer tolerate getting fucked the way you fuck. Don’t get me wrong, I’m fifty-four, and I still love it as you can tell,” she laughed, “but I can see a day when I need something else; something more.”

“What do women of a certain age need?”

This was the question that Annabella was waiting for; had been waiting for since the first time she’d bedded Juan Mendoza four years ago when he was eighteen. “Juan, women love having their pussy eaten. Sure, we’ll fuck you, but your majestic cock will just be a plaything until you learn not only to eat pussy but to make love to pussy with your tongue.”

“I-I-I don’t know, Annabella, when I’m in bed with you, I just want to . . .”

“I know, and don’t get me wrong Juan, I love it too. Every inch; every thrust. I’ve had other lovers; no one fucks me like you but I need more, and I know other women need more. Take Bianca.”

If you recall Bianca Bianchi was a woman in her mid-fifties who loved sucking cock and of all the cocks she’d sucked, none could match Juan Mendoza’s long, fat eighteen-year-old cock. However, after a long cocksucking weekend, he had no interest.

“She didn’t seem all that interested.”

“See that’s the problem. She was interested; interested in blowjobs, but you dismissed her because you just want to fuck. I know there have been other women, who love having their pussy eaten, but you just want to fuck.”

“But . . .”

“Juan, there are no buts. Grow up. Learn to appreciate a good blowjob or in the case of Bianca a great blowjob. Learn to give a woman what she wants; in my case, having my pussy eaten as good as you fuck it. Juan, I’m going to check in at the Bellagio, if I don’t hear from you in three days, I’ll fly back to Montevideo. There are plenty of horse owners in the US who would gladly let you ride their mounts but none who can give you what women like Bianca, Gussie and I can give you. Good-bye, Juan.”

She texted him her room number. For the next forty-eight hours Juan Mendoza stewed in his hotel room at Caesar’s Palace. Sure, blowjobs were okay, but he’d rather fuck. As for eating pussy; the best thing about it was that the few women, including Annabella, begged for his cock when he was eating them. The eating itself, he could take or leave; preferably leave.

Knowing that the next day Annabella was leaving Las Vegas, Juan Mendoza walked over to the Bellagio and knocked on the door of her suite. She let him in. “Are you here to say good-bye or are you here to apologize and give me what I need?”

“I’m sorry, Señora. I’ll try to please you, as you desire, but you know I really don’t know how.”

“Juan, only because you did not care to learn. Are you saying you’re ready to learn now?”

TO BE CONTINUED

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