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Leticia had the same talk with Ed as she had with Frank, although Ed was much more polite. He assured her that he understood that what they were doing was only for the sake of everyone's survival. He also informed her that he had never had an STD, and that if she got pregnant, he would leave any necessary decision-making to her.

"Alright then," Leticia said. "You can use this lube to get yourself off. When you're about to finish, tell me, and make sure you do it inside."

Ed nodded, and took the bottle of lube with his shaking hands. He shrugged off his jacket and dropped his pants, leaving him in his sweat-stained dress shirt and white briefs. He nervously took off his underwear, revealing his small, semi-erect penis. He tried lubing up and touching himself, but after a few minutes, when his penis was still small and mostly soft, it was clear that something was wrong.

Ed noticed Leticia tapping her feet impatiently. "S-sorry," he said. "I have a hard time, getting, well, hard."

Leticia frowned. "How are we going to do this, then? We really don't have all day."

"I know." Ed looked down, ashamed. "Usually, my wife, she… helps me. With her mouth."

Leticia sighed, thinking. "And you just covered it in lube, too."

"S-sorry. I didn't want to **** you."

She sighed again, deeper, finally giving in. "I guess there's no other way. I'll do it. But don't you dare come in my mouth."

"Of course, I'll tell you when I'm getting close."

Leticia took a tissue and roughly wiped his soft dick, trying to get as much of the lube off as she could. When she took it into her mouth, it still tasted awful, and she wished Frank had bought something with a better flavor. The smell was worse, a mix of sweat and cheap lube stuck in Ed's messy pubic bush.

She didn't look up as she sucked, but Ed watched her, trying to will himself to get hard. Her blowjob was slow and **** at first, but when that failed to make him erect, Leticia sped up, eager to get the job done. Ed took in her muscular body, which he had fantasized about even before he woke up in the room, and slowly, his flaccid cock started to lengthen, growing harder and bigger in Leticia's warm mouth. Since he first saw her fighting in the cage, Ed had dreamt of sleeping with her, lying under her, being dominated by the strong woman, and finally filling her to the brim with his cum.

He was excited to at least be doing the last part. He wanted to touch her, but he resisted, instead focusing on her beautiful, giant body, and the feeling of her soft tongue swirling around his hardening erection. He kept his hands still, but dared to sway his hips gently, fucking her mouth as she sucked him.

Leticia felt his fat belly bump into her nose, but she kept going. His cock was fully hard in her mouth now, not quite as large as Frank's, but not much smaller either. The tip of it poked into her throat, making her gag, and she spit it out, coughing.

"Are you almost there yet?" She asked, looking up at Ed's sweaty face.

"Yes," Ed answered, eager to put his cock back into her mouth. "Just a little more."

"Don't come in my mouth," Leticia said, swallowing his cock again. She used a hand to

stroke the part that she couldn't fit without gagging, and this time, she kept her eyes on Ed's face, trying to make certain that he didn't ejaculate too early.

Ed looked away from her gaze, staring at the ceiling while she pumped away at his erection. "Almost," he muttered, gently swaying his hips once more. He felt his ejaculation nearing, and pushed out with his hands, removing Leticia's head from his dick. "Coming!"

She gripped the base hard with one hand, seeing that Ed was too far gone to remember where he had to come. He groaned in pain and pleasure while she stood, slipping his cock into the leg of her shorts and using her free hand to drive it past her panties, into her pussy. She squatted to get the shorter man's cock deeper, and then released her grip, sliding further toward the base. He moaned loudly, the pleasure of entering her tight hole causing him to forget the thinness of the room dividers, and released himself inside her depths.

Leticia held her arms around Ed's shoulders, for support, while she squatted awkwardly on his pulsing cock. When it stopped contracting inside her, she stood up and sat on the bed, quickly snatching a tissue to clean up the cum that dripped out.

Ed stood there, in a daze, for a few seconds, before he realized what he'd done. "I, I'm so sorry- I almost-"

"Whatever, Ed." Leticia cut him off. She hadn't expected him to show any restraint anyways. "Just get dressed and get out."

"Yes, yes, sorry," Ed said, pulling up his underwear and pants, then grabbing his jacket and rushing out of the room.

Leticia glanced at the wall. 12 points. Only one man left.