Chapter 5
Wendy lay feigning sleep as Clarence left with the girl, Jani. Her mind was afire with questions she dared not ask, but her imagination ran wild'as she listened to Paul and Stella discussing matters. Finally, Buck came up from the basement, bid the others good night and Wendy heard the cellar door padlocked.
"I'll take Little Miss Muffet up and put her in bed now," Paul said and switched off the light. "I'll be with you in a little while."
Stella glanced toward Wendy, smiled knowingly and climbed the stairs.
Paul threw back the blanket and gently lifted Wendy from the couch. He carried her up the stairs and, as he entered her room, he closed the door soundly with his foot.
Wendy kept up her pretense as she felt herself laid atop the covers of the bed. She was tempted to "wake up", but as she debated she felt Paul's hands unbuttoning the shirt she wore. Her heart pounded heavily as he lifted her, removed the garment, then unfastened the short cut-offs. As the pants were slipped down over her knees, Wendy chilled as a rush of cool air washed over her naked body; it was the first time she had ever been completely naked before a man. Her mind was a turmoil of both fright and excitement as she lay there helplessly. Paul looked down at the pretty blonde teenager. A soft light came to the room from the half-opened door of the bath and he smiled to himself as he removed his clothing. His prick was stiff and throbbing; the scene with Joni had renewed his own passion and though he had not planned it, he knew that he would find release with this gorgeous young girl.
Paul glanced at the golden nest of pubic hair between the girl's legs and his heart skipped a beat. Not yet, he thought. He reached down to lift her limp arm. As he did, he placed her fingers around his pulsing cock and kneeled on the side of the bed. As her fingers curled about the girth of his prick, he reached down to rub the nipples of her tits.
Wendy felt his prick in her hand and she was confused -- should she still pretend sleep or should she conveniently wake up? Her heart pounded heavily in her breast as Paul fondled her tits and began moving her hand up and down the length of his prick. She felt the saliva building in her throat and she was forced to swallow as his hand left her tits and moved to the flat plane of her belly.
Paul felt the girl's body quiver hotly as he ran his hand over her soft flesh. He knew she was awake -- and probably had been. But he wondered if she had heard, or possibly witnessed the scene between Joni and the two black men. Not that it mattered now, the little troublemaker was gone at last!
Paul cupped the girl's pubic nest and he was not surprised to find it warm and wet. He felt her squirm a little and he smiled as he lay down beside her. Her hand still gripped his swollen prick as he stretched out, his body close to hers.
"Hey... if you're awake, squeeze," he whispered and kissed her lips softly.
Wendy thrilled to the warmth of his body next to hers. Its rough masculinity was a totally new experience for her and electric chills coursed over her as she felt his hairy thigh against her own. She responded by opening her mouth to his tongue and squeezing his prick gently. She was immediately aroused and the wonder of it left her breathless as Paul's hand roamed at will over her soft young body.
"Ummnnn... you like that, don't you?" Paul asked as their lips parted and he teased the hair-fringed lips of her cunt.
"I... I dunno..." she whispered back as his finger entered her wet pussy.
"I think you do, Wendy..." he replied and nibbled her earlobe.
"Ohhhhh..." she moaned as his finger found that magic button and her hips moved sensuously.
Paul began kissing the girl's neck as she squirmed under his experienced finger. Slowly, he kissed his way to her turgid nipples, licking and sucking them as her breath came in sharp bursts. More slowly, he kissed his way down her golden belly until he reached her mons. Withdrawing his finger, he spread her legs slightly, twisted on the bed and lowered his head to her awaiting cunt.
Wendy felt the man's lips as he nibbled the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. She thought again about Gregor and his rough manner -- but that seemed ages ago. Now, she sucked her breath and chilled as Paul spread the lips of her pussy and licked out with his tongue.
"Ughhhnnn... oh, Paul... Ohhhh..." she whimpered and raised her hips from the bed.
Paul smiled inwardly as the girl responded to his subtle manipulations. She was ready -- but he would not deflower her for the sake of simple passion. He had far greater plans for her than that! Slowly, he began his oral stimulation of the girl's clitoris as she writhed to the touch of his hands and mouth. He felt her stroking his aching prick and he knew it would take little to bring him off.
Wendy gasped for breath as she felt "that feeling" rising again in her loins. She knew that it was going to happen again and she knew too, she had no control over her own body. It was both frightening and confusing, for her knowledge of sex was extremely limited. She felt Paul's prick pulsing in her hand and for some unknown reason, she felt the need to do something for him.
Opening her eyes, Wendy found the man's prick just inches from her mouth. She rolled her head to one side and as he licked her pussy erotically, Wendy kissed the head of his throbbing cock.
Paul felt the girl's lips on his prick and he thrilled to think this inexperienced virgin was licking his cock of her own accord. He renewed his attack on her tilt and as she arched to him, he slipped his hand beneath her supple ass cheeks to fondle her there. As he did, his finger encountered that puckered ring of flesh so near her cunt; it was wet with her juices and his saliva. Slowly, Paul worked his middle finger into the girl's asshole and as he did, her body stiffened.
Wendy felt the intrusion of his finger and a moment of panic took her. Then, as she felt his finger stretch the muscle of her anus, she relaxed and a deep, warm feeling washed over her body. Opening her mouth, she took the head of his prick into her mouth and began to wash it lavishly with her tongue. She liked the taste and the feel of the velvety head as she squeezed it with her hand.
Paul knew he could not hold out long and he hated to waste a load in her mouth. He wanted to fuck this tender young girl, but he was torn between wanting that, and the fulfillment of his plans for her.
Without warning, Paul raised up, pulling his prick from Wendy's mouth. He turned on the bed and rolled her to her left side. He lay very still for a long moment as the girl grew used to the feel of his body next to hers. He reached around to cup her tits and as he did, she pressed her ass against his loins.
Wendy thrilled at the man's touch. She could feel his prick throbbing hotly against the backs of her thighs and somehow, she knew what was coming next.
"Try to relax, baby," Paul whispered and kissed her neck. "It will hurt a little at first, but I'll be gentle with you."
Wendy went rigid, then relaxed as she felt Paul guide his prick between the cheeks of her ass. She sucked her breath as she felt him nudge her there, then she cried out as she felt a sharp pain.
"Easy... easy, baby," he whispered and let his hand move over her supple hip to cup her dripping pussy. As his finger found her clit once more, he began a slow rhythm with his hips that worked his prick in deeper. He felt his throbbing cock as it passed the second ring of muscle and he thrilled at the thought his was the first prick to violate her asshole.
Wendy fought the desire to pull away from the man. But he was so very gentle with her and he had her aroused to the point where she didn't really care -- so long as he continued playing with her pussy. She whimpered, then, as the pain subsided, she began to move her body against his.
"Does that feel good, Wendy?" Paul asked and kissed her shoulder.
Wendy chilled as she felt the warmth of his body pressing against hers. She felt her body filled with his stiff prick and she knew then what Joni had experienced in the basement. She shuddered as Paul thrust forward gently and his prick entered her asshole.
"Yessssss!" she gasped. "Yesssss... good... feels good... Oh, God!" she cried and found his hand with hers. She held his hand against her cunt as she began to writhe sensuously and he began fucking her slowly in the ass. "Yesssss!"
Paul sucked his breath as the girl's asshole clenched tightly and he felt his prick jerk. He eased his prick out until only the head remained, then he thrust forward slowly with his hips until the girl's hot ass cheeks were pressed tightly against his belly.
"Ughhhnnn... God, you're gonna make me cum!" she sobbed and ground her ass against his body. "I'm gonna cum! Fuck me! Fuck me in the ass... God, fuck me!" she wailed and her young body quivered as she squirmed in sensual pleasure against his hand.
"Yes! Oh, yes, baby!" he said huskily as his prick jerked in her tight asshole and his cum boiled forth. His hot cum spurted deeply into the girl's asshole and he sobbed loudly as the girl writhed in his arms. One hand closed about her tit as the other fingerfucked her lewdly. He shivered in the throes of passion as he heard her cry out.
Wendy felt his prick jerk and gush its hot load into her body and she thrilled as her orgasm took her. Then, she felt his contractions pass and she sighed deeply as she moved her hand away from his. A sudden flood of shame overcame her as she realized she had actually enjoyed the obscene act and she could not help but wonder what her parents would think if they knew.
Suddenly, the door of the room opened and both Paul and Wendy looked toward the unexpected light from the hallway. "That's one you owe me, Wendy..." Stella said without anger. "I had him all primed for a good fucking... now I'll have to sleep with Gino or one of the girls!" But there was no malice in her voice and she smiled as she winked at Paul and told him, "Sleep tight, kiddies..." and closed the door tightly.
Paul sighed and lay with his arms about Wendy's soft young body. Her hand had strayed to his leg and he felt her rubbing him gently as his hand waved up from her cunt to her belly.
"Sleep tight, little lady... I think I may just keep you for myself," he said and kissed the nape of her neck.
"Paul..." she whispered softly. "Please don ever hurt me."
He nuzzled her neck and said, "Go to sleep, Wendy... go to sleep."
Wendy sighed deeply and closed her eyes. She felt warm and secure in the shelter of Paul's arms despite the fact he was the man responsible for her plight. She knew somehow, that she had submitted far too easily to the entire situation and that bothered her. Just a few hours before, she had been an innocent young virgin. Now -- though her virginity remained intact -- she had experienced and seen more than she might have conjured up in her wildest imagination. She knew what lay in store for her, bait somehow that didn't bother her as she felt Paul's prick soften, then slip out of her asshole.
Again, she sighed and pressed her body against Paul's warmth. Tomorrow, she decided, tomorrow I'll try to run away!
And with that thought, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep of exhaustion.
Wendy's dreams were scattered. She'd dreamed of being at home in her own bed. And in the dream her beloved father came to her. He climbed into bed with her and did the same thing Paul had done. But with him, she was not ashamed, and she snuggled to him as his hands caressed her body. Stella was in her dream too, but it was not actually Stella -- it was her mother. Then, the dreams passed and she slept.
Wendy awoke slowly. Her first awareness was that she was not in her own room in her parents' home. A chill went through her body as bits and pieces of memory came to her and she recalled snatches of the previous day's experience. She squeezed her, eyes tightly shut and tried desperately to cut off the images that forced their way into her mind's eye, but she could not. Too much had happened to her, too many things had changed. And as a sob welled up in her throat, she realized that she had changed.
Beneath the covers, a hand touched Wendy's thigh and ran upwards to her hip. It lay there warmly and she choked back a sob as she turned to see who the person was.
"Thought you were gonna sleep all day," Trudy remarked and smiled as Wendy looked at her.
Immediately, Wendy thought of her younger sister Sandy, and the many times they had awakened in the same bed to cuddle warmly. The tears welled up in her eyes and she shook her head slowly as Trudy reached out and gathered her into her arms. The dam of her emotions broke and Wendy cried openly as the girl held her and soothed her with words of solace.
"Let it out, Wendy. I know how you must be feeling. Just cry," she told her and pressed the girl's head to her shoulder.
Wendy allowed the girl to hold her close as she sobbed out her grief. She snuggled close to the warmth of Trudy's body and their legs entwined as the tears streamed down her face onto Trudy's naked breast.
Trudy smiled to herself as she comforted the shaken girl. The first morning was always the most difficult, she knew, and she recalled the morning the tiny black girl had awakened in tears when she found she was not in her own home. How differently she had felt! And Trudy recalled her own departure from her parent's home...
Trudy had seen the man in the car on two occasions but she had paid him little mind. She was always being followed, it seemed, and always by a strange-looking man. That evening, she had returned home late and she found her father waiting for her with three of his friends.
"Just where the hell have you been, you little tramp?" he asked loudly as she closed the door and looked about the room.
Her mother was sitting in the kitchen, glass of beer in her hand. Trudy shrugged and told her father, "I went to a movie... I told mom I was going."
"Yeah... well from now on, you let me know where the hell you're goin'. Understand?"
Trudy looked at her father and a deep hate welled up in her chest. She clenched her teeth and replied, "Yes, father."
Her father laughed and reached out and took hold of her arm. As he pulled her to him, he looked at the three men sitting on the couch. "This is one hot little piece, boys... and if the price is right, she'll take all three of you on at once!"
Trudy chilled as she heard her father's words. He had forced her to make it with two men before, but never three! She looked from one man to the other and saw the raw lust etched on their features -- two of them were her father's age and the third was a bit younger. She cringed as she thought of having sex with all of them at once, but she knew it would be of no use to plead with her father. The money she made them kept him in whiskey and paid most of their bills.
"Can she suck a prick?" the youngest one asked harshly. Trudy's father laughed. "This little bitch can suck a prick like you've never seen!" he bragged. "She sucks pussy, pricks, assholes and anything else you might have around!"
The three men laughed in unison and one of the older ones gestured toward the kitchen, "You mean she'd suck your old lady's snatch if you told her?"
"Listen... this kid knows what's good for her. She'll do anything I tell her... anything!"
The three men exchanged glances, then held a hurried conversation. The one who had spoken last stood up from the couch, drained the beer he was drinking and belched. He walked to where Trudy stood by her father and smiled down at her.
"Is that right, little lady... you'd suck your own momma's snatch while we watched?"
Trudy swallowed thickly and glanced toward her mother in the other room. She nodded her head slowly and replied, "I'll do anything he tells me to do... just like he said."
The man reached out and cupped her chin in his hand. "Why?"
Somehow, Trudy sensed the man was more gentle than his appearance would lead one to believe. She found his eyes warm and searching as he looked down at her. Again she shrugged, "'Cause he'll beat the shit out of me if I don't..." she said softly.
The man laughed loudly and turned to thee others. "Hear that? This sonofabitch has got her housebroke alright..." and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of bills.
Trudy's father's eyes bulged as he saw the size of the man's roll. He wet his thick lips and cleared his throat as he sized the man up. When he had met them earlier at the bar, he had figured they were working stiffs just like most of the mm he brought home to fuck his wife and daughter, but the size of the man's bankroll made him wonder.
The man stood with the money held loosely in his hand. "Good day at the races..." he remarked, then asked, "How much... and what'll we get?"
Trudy's father glanced toward the kitchen, then back to the man standing before him. He shrugged and tried to contain his excitement. "Ah... well, if you all want her... and if you want a little show to boot, its gonna cost you."
"How much?" the man asked dilly.
"Ah... three... three bills," he said apprehensively.
"And what kind of a 'show' will we get for that?" the man asked.
Again, he licked his lips and thought about the money. "Shit... anything you want. Shell eat her momma's pussy... I'll fuck her in the ass if you want me to!"
The man smiled and winked at his friends, "You mean you'd fuck your own kid?"
"Ain't nothing new." Trudy's father replied as he eyed the money. He was suddenly nervous; the man was asking too many questions and he didn't like his tone of voice.
Again, the man cupped the girl's face in his hand and asked, "You let him fuck you, little girl?"
"Don't have much choice," she replied dully and found the man's touch gentle.
"Done!" the man said and peeled off three bills. He thrust them into her father's hand and said, "It damn sure better be a good show!"
Trudy's father stuffed the money into, his pocket and took out his prick. He forced Trudy to take hold of it and he beckoned his wife. As she stood up from the table, she shrugged out of her housecoat and came into the shabby living room naked. The three men followed her with their eyes as she approached her daughter.
The three men watched as Trudy's father forced her to kneel before her mother. The woman spread her legs lewdly and Trudy swallowed as she looked up and saw her mother's wet cunt lips awaiting her kiss.
"Seen enough?" one of the men asked suddenly. "More than enough!" the other said and the two came off the couch swiftly. One grabbed Trudy's mother and slapped a pair of handcuffs on her. Trudy's father looked up astonished as one of them grabbed for him. He tipped over the chair he was sitting in and swung wildly at the man. His fist connected with his jaw and Trudy saw the other man lunge for him.
Suddenly she realized what was happening. The men were police officers and the whole thing was a setup just to arrest her parents. But she knew if that happened, she'd wind up in jail, too -- at least juvenile hall! And Trudy wanted no part of that!
As the men struggled with her father, she bolted out of the living room, through the kitchen and was into their back yard before anyone had missed her. She heard a shout behind her as she ran for the darkness of the alley, but no one chased her. She pushed through the gate and stumbled as she bumped into a trash can. Then, a hand closed about her mouth and the sickeningly sweet odor of ether came to her. She didn't even bother to struggle as she felt herself dragged to a car, shoved in roughly. Then she lost consciousness.
When she awakened, she found herself lying on the seat of an automobile and a man was sucking her pussy. She looked down and saw Gregor for the first time and she nearly laughed at his remark.
"Do not be frightened, little pigeon... Gregor is not going to hurt you..."
Trudy came back to the present as Wendy sniffed and stopped crying. This girl was different and Trudy realized she had come from a good home. Still, she had watched the girl's face the night before when she had sat between Paul and Stella, and she had recognized the lust lurking there.
Now, all she wanted was to feel this inexperienced girl's mouth on her cunt -- and she would, or she'd die trying! She ran her hand from Wendy's shoulder down to cup her full young breast. As she did, Wendy shivered and she felt the girl's nipple stiffen slightly.
"I... I'm..." Wendy told her and sniffed again.
"Hey... that's okay, I understand," Trudy told her as her hand massaged her tits. Slowly, she moved her other hand from the small of the girl's back down to rub the full swell of her asscheeks. Softly, she moved her palm flat over the girl's quivering flesh and. Wendy responded by pressing forward with her supple young hips.
Without speaking, Trudy raised the girl's face with her other hand and kissed her softly on the mouth.
Wendy thrilled at the touch of Trudy's lips on hers. She opened her mouth slightly as the girl's tongue probed and she felt a shiver run down her spine as their tongues touched.
Laying her back, Trudy hovered over the girl and kissed her passionately. She moved her hand from her hip to belly and massaged her soft flesh as Wendy returned her kiss. Slowly, Trudy let her hand stray to the girl's thighs to run through the thick bush of blonde pubic hair. Her fingers eased downward as Wendy whimpered and began raising her hips to the searching fingers.
Wendy felt the stirring in her loins as the girl's hand neared her pussy. She recalled Paul playing with her the night before and she chilled as Trudy's finger parted the sensitive lips of her cunt to touch her gently.
"Ohhhhh..." she moaned as their lips parted. Wendy looked down as Trudy lowered her head to her stiffening nipples. The girl's mouth brought a new fire to her body as her lips sucked in the turgid flesh of her tits and her finger brought forth the juices from her pussy.
"God, but your body's soft!" Trudy said in a low voice.
"So... so is yours," Wendy stammered and swallowed thickly as the girl began to fingerfuck her. She opened her legs as Trudy cupped her pussy mound and she could not resist pushing back as the girl licked her tits wetly.
"Wendy... remember what I did for you in the shower last night?"
The scene flashed in Wendy's head. She shivered as she envisioned the girl with her face upraised and her mouth sensuously licking and kissing her cunt. She shook her head up and down as Trudy awaited an answer.
"Would... would you do that for me now?" Trudy asked breathlessly.
Wendy chilled as the girl asked her to do that. "I... I don't know, Trudy," she replied and felt her face flush.
"Put your hand on my pussy," Trudy urged her.
Slowly, Wendy touched Trudy's warm flesh. She felt the girl raise her leg as she moved her fingertips over her belly. Then she encountered the tightly curled pubic hair above Trudy's cunt. She felt a certain thrill as she moved her hand flatly over the girl's mons. Then she felt the warm, moist lips of the girl's pussy.
"Oh, yes!" Trudy gasped as she felt the girl's inexperienced fingers brush the lips of her pussy. "Up high, Wendy... you know the spot... rub my clit!" And as she spoke, Trudy eased her finger into Wendy's wet cunt.
Wendy swallowed apprehensively as she slipped her finger between the hair-fringed cunt lips of the girl's pussy. She began a slow rubbing motion, just as Trudy was doing to her and she experienced a sudden thrill. The thought that she was giving as well as receiving somehow excited her as waves of sensuous pleasure washed over her young body.
"Yessss!" Trudy hissed through clenched teeth, then opened her mouth to close it over Wendy's. The girls kissed passionately and shared tongues as their fingers moved erotically in and out of each other's pussies.
Trudy's breath came in short bursts as their mouths separated and she told Wendy, "God, baby... you gotta suck my cunt for me... you're driving me wild!" Without thinking further, Wendy moved down Trudy's body and kissed her way to the girl's navel. She tongued the depression and felt her chin touch the place where her hand had just be n. She drew her breath in deeply as she squirmed and turned her body towards the foot of the bed. As she did, she inhaled both her own and Trudy's heavy feminine odor. The fragrance stimulated her and she swallowed again as she nuzzled Trudy's muff with her face.
Trudy sucked her breath sharply as Wendy spread her legs, then the girl's mouth kissed her pouting pussy lips. She shivered as she reached out and pulled the girl's hips to her face and she forced her head between Wendy's legs to lap her cunt lavishly.
Wendy groaned and opened her mouth, sucking in the lips of the other girl's cunt. She sucked, then licked out wetly with her tongue and the taste that came to her was exciting. She felt her own pussy being sucked and she thrilled as the other girl wrapped her arms about her body to hold her quivering asscheeks in both hands.
The girls were entranced in the act of sex as they lapped each other's cunts and they did not hear the outer door of the bedroom open.
Gino stood in the doorway, his mouth agape as he saw the two girls writhing on the bed. The moment he saw the golden-haired Wendy with her mouth glued to Trudy's cunt, he felt his prick twitch and grow hard. He pulled down the tipper of his pants, stepped into the room and closed the door softly.
Gasping for breath, Trudy looked up between the twin moons of Wendy's ass and saw Gino standing at the foot of the bed. She groaned loudly as she saw his growing prick and she raised her hips to Wendy's mouth. Drawing her knees up to expose her entire cuntal area, she gasped, "Stick it in! Fuck me... fuck me while she eats my pussy!"
Wendy was startled by the girl's demand. She looked up in shock to find Gino standing at the foot of the bed, his throbbing prick held in his hand. She felt a rush of embarrassment as she looked into his eyes, but it passed as he licked his lips and smiled.
"Keep on sucking, baby... I'll do the fucking!" he told her as he pulled off his shirt, then stepped out of his pants.
Wendy watched as Gino kneeled on the bed and scooted forward between Trudy's legs. She could not take her eyes off of his pulsing prick as he held it near Trudy's wet cunt. Raising her head to watch, Wendy saw the youth run his hands under the girl's ass, then thrust forward with his hips. She watched in fascination as his prick slipped into Trudy's cunt, ovaling the pink flesh of her inner pussy lips.
"Ughhhhhnnn! Yes! Fuck me, Gino let me feel your prick in my cunt!" Trudy cried out. Wendy watched as the youth withdrew his prick and shoved forward suddenly. Then, his hand was on the back of her head urging her down. "Go ahead, lick her clit, Wendy... eat her pussy while I fuck her!"
Wendy lowered her head and let her tongue flick out to run between the spread lips of the girl's pussy. As she did, the tip of her tongue came in contact with Gino's prick and she thrilled at the touch. She licked the girl's cunt lavishly as Gino's prick eased in and out and she felt Trudy's tongue as it probed her velvet tunnel.
Slowly, Wendy began to writhe atop Trudy's body. The girl's sucking mouth and soft tongue drove her to new heights of ecstasy and she found her hand wrapped around Gino's balls. Somehow, she had reached out and taken hold of them without realizing what she was doing. But as awareness came to her she moved her other hand to the base of his wet prick and stroked him obscenely as he continued to fuck Trudy.
"Ummm... yessss... squeeze my nuts, Wendy. Go on, jack me off, too. That feels fantastic!" Gino cried out.
Trudy felt herself cumming as Wendy teased her clit with a frantic tongue. She gasped as Gino stroked her cunt deeply with his pulsing prick and she fought for breath. She buried her face between Wendy's legs and sucked her hotly as the room was filled with multiple groans and moans. Gino was the first to cry out. He took hold of Wendy's head and shoved forward with his hips as he felt the first chilling spasm rack his body. He gasped for breath as his prick began to pump wildly in the depths of the girl's cunt and she reacted by crying out with him.
Wendy shuddered as her orgasm washed over her. She gasped for breath as her head was shoved roughly into the other girl's cunt. Gino withdrew his prick suddenly and shoved the spurting thing into her mouth. Wendy tasted his hot cum as it splashed against her tongue; as the surprise passed, she swallowed, only to find her mouth filled again with his sticky, hot cum.
Trudy sobbed as she felt Gino pull his prick out of her cunt. She felt his balls lying against the twitching lips of her pussy and as her sensations ebbed, she drew her breath deeply and sighed. She could feel Wendy's mouth still sucking on Gino's cock, for the girl's chin was pressed tight against her own cunt. She ran her hands over Wendy's quivering asscheeks and looked up as Gino opened his eyes and smiled down at her.
"Man... that was some kind of a quickie!" he exclaimed as he pulled his softening prick from Wendy's mouth. As he did, he saw a small trickle of his cm ooze from the corner of her lips. Raising her face and leaning forward, he kissed the girl passionately, then told her, "Baby... you don't do bad for a virgin... I can hardly wait to fuck you!"
Wendy chilled as the reality of the situation came back to her. And though her body was satiated, her mind was in sudden turmoil. These people were keeping her against her will and she was doing nothing to keep them from having their way with her!
"Come on, you two..." Gino said as he climbed off the bed and reached for his pants, "unless you wanna miss a damn good breakfast -- that's what Stella sent me up for in the first place!" Both Gino and Trudy laughed, but Wendy bit her lip as she felt the tears fill her eyes. She leaped off the bed and ran naked to the bath, slamming the door behind her.
Frank Harris opened his eyes and glanced at the clock on the nightstand. Beside him his wife slept fitfully; they had not gone to bed until nearly dawn, but when no reports came through about their missing daughter, they finally gave up and collapsed in near exhaustion.
Rolling to one side, Frank slipped his arm around his wife's body. He stiffened as his hand came in contact with her soft, warm flesh and he realized the front of her nightgown had fallen open. He closed his hand over her firm breast and snuggled to her.
Slowly, Shirley Harris came awake. She was first aware of her husband's hand on her tit, then she felt his prick twitch between the cheeks of her ass. Without thinking, she pulled up the hem of her nightgown and squirmed against his throbbing erection. She had spread her legs and reached between them to take hold of his prick when suddenly she remembered.
The pair returned as she thought about her missing daughter, but she tried to shut it out as her body responded to her husbands subtle manipulations. She moaned and choked back a sob as she guided the head of his prick into the warm nest of her pussy. She shoved back against him then and gasped as his hands moved over her body. Slowly, they began an even rhythm and soon they, were both panting in lust as he fucked her from behind.
"Oh, yes! God, yes, Frank! Fuck me! Uhhhnnn... all the way... stick it all the way in! Fuck meeeee!" Shirley cried as her husband hunched forward to bury his throbbing prick in her pussy.
Standing with her mouth open and her eyes wide, their youngest daughter, Sandy wore a look of extreme shock as she looked in on her parents. She had been up for over an hour and had just come up to tell them the police had called to report they still had no leads on the disappearance of Wendy.
Backing out of the room, the young girl closed the door quietly and pressed her back against the wall. How could they? she questioned. How could they be doing that when they don't even know what's happened to Wendy?
Her eyes filled with tears as she ran to the room she shared with her missing sister. She flung herself across the bed and burst out in tears as she cried aloud, "Wendy oh, Wendy! Where are you?"