TTHHWWACCK! and he's grabbing my tits, now at his deepest reach inside be damned the TTHWWACCK!ing TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK! the great high pain, me shuddering with the richest fucking multiple set of firecracker blasting orgasms in the history of warfare sign the fuckin' treaty and get outta here TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACK! TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK! and we're laughing and crying with the pain and shuddering at the same time we look down TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK! holding each other tightly and fucking TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK! our mouths mashing pressed against each others, tongues in TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK! then the slapping TTHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK! TTHHWWACCK!s stop at the same time we both see it there in the fucking mirror him still shuddering and spitting another load into me and we're rubbing all around on each other no more TTHHWWACCK!s and the silence rushing in, and I hear Jimmy giggling then we break out laughing and crying even harder I can feel Jimmy's tears on my back as we see it there in the floor it's so funny and we both the fuck realize how the club gets its name still squeezing my tits now rubbing my HOT BUNS we're laughing it's funny as we see we two see in the floor in the mirror there jiggling before us our ass cheeks quivering and shaking there but nothing else we're laughing at those four cheeks in the goddamn convex mirror and they're like a trembling mass of flesh in four bright red hot leaves like a fucking red clover or something and we're laughing and can hear the crowd break into bright applause and some cheering, Jimmy still draining in me, and I can hear Bert's voice as he saw we saw and he said loud so everyone could hear and join in the fun:

"YEP. You guys guessed it. That's the four leaves. That's why we call ourselves the Four-Leaf Club. And," Bert laughed hardily, "that's why everyone else calls us the Lucky Fuckers!"

And we laughed and cried holding each other and grabbing at each others' leaves, rubbing and squirming softly against each other, the belt still keeping us dripping belly to belly, Jimmy's baby cock still in my juiced-out pussy, still fat and happy in me and me so happy with those last orgasms that must have singed everybody's hair and it's a wonder there's a damn world to go back to and anybody alive in it, hot damn, I could hardly stand up and I knew I couldn't sit down, hot fucking damn!

And I can't exactly remember how I got down and out of there cause I was in cotton and all with sweet dark at every edge of me. But I do remember Julia-sweet Julia, bright red hair so soft I wanted to kiss her-leading me out through the crowd and I was still crying with the pain and the fuck and now embarrassed again in front of everybody, but going through the crowd holding onto Julia's sweet arm, and unsteady as hell up some stairs then in a locker room where I lay on a bench on my side exhausted while Julia undressed and I could see the sweet gauze of her flesh and then felt her next to me and lifting me again, helping me into the shower where she stroked me all over but didn't sex me up just cleaning me like you would a baby but her hands all over my flesh, and I was melting with even the effort to keep on my feet, so I leaned against the tile sides, then Julia lead me into a steam room, hot with steam and the air burning my ass cheeks and caught in my lungs at first, and she sat down and I lay down on my side with my head in her sweet lap with her long legs stretching down and away, and I could remember her soothing me through my soft tears, saying "Shush, little Sue, it'll be all right.

It'll be all right honey," the way you'd do it to a baby who just fell down, "Shush, little Sue, go to sleep now, baby," and I was crying still but now also out of sheer gladness at the rim because Julia was hold me and stroking my face and hair and every now and then she'd stroke my shoulder then maybe my little soft titty then back to my hair, and I was smiling and drifting away in my soft tears no longer in spasms when I heard her say, "It's all over now, baby. It's all over until tomorrow. So hush, sweet Sue. Go to sleep. Go to sleep little baby," and I felt all safe and warm but I'd heard that word "tomorrow," and I struggled to open my eyes and finally could see her face, still drifting away though, questioning her with my eyes, and she said, "Oh, Sue, don't worry.

Go to sleep. Go to sleep, little baby," and I wanted to but that word "tomorrow" stayed in the air before me and finally she said, "It's nothing to worry about now, sweet Sue. Go to sleep," but I couldn't and kept questioning her with my half-closed eyes, "Oh, Sue, go to sleep. Don't worry about it now. All that happens tomorrow is you get initiated by all the girls in the morning and then by all the boys in the afternoon. It's nothing to worry . . ."