Good Golly, Miss Molly

Jeremy got up and got himself a drink. A naked Molly came out and hugged him from behind. "This is so unlike me," she said. "I don't know why I was acting like such a slutty ditz."

Jeremy knew that Molly had had her horniness satisfied, and her IQ had returned to normal, but she was smitten with him. He took a sip of his cola. "Ready for round two?" He broke free from Molly's grasp and turned around. He cock sprang to life again.

"Damn!" said Molly. "You're...you're...like so...uh, um, ready to go already?"

"Damn straight."

Molly grabbed Jeremy's hand and dragged him back to the bedroom. This time she pushed him on the bed and mounted him.

"Ride me, cowgirl!"

"I'm a cowgirl!" cried Molly. "I'm a bouncy horny cowgirl!" she cried. Soon she started to orgasm. "OH MY GOD!" she cried.

Molly rode Jeremy for quite some time before he came. She had several orgasms.

Later, they showered, and exchanged numbers. Molly agreed to be Jeremy's booty call as she admitted he was the greatest fuck she had ever had. After she left, Jeremy rewarded her by making her immune to STDs and making sure her pussy would always remain tight and senstive.

He turned the TV and scanned the channels. He came across a story about Kendall Jenner. She was starring in a fashion show later that night. An evil grin crossed Jeremy's face.