Chapter 7
Back at the trailer, the water around Mary Lee's brown and white body and. pink tipped tits was growing cool.
I guess I got to get out of this old tub now before I get wrinkles all over me, Mary thought to herself while checking her cunt to see if it was getting wrinkled like the palms of her hands were.
"I don't guess there will ever be any wrinkles on you, will there?" she asked her pussy as she stood up and began to dry as the tub drained. "Anyway, if there is, we'll just get Lay H. to work them out with his cock. Lordy, Mary Lee Bailey, that's about the twentieth time today you've said that man's name to yourself. You just gonna have to stop it. Supposing he wants that scarf off you next time? Just how you think you gonna get away with how you look then?" she asked herself viciously, as the worry of her appearance intruded on her dreams of cock.
The trailer was far enough away from the main road that she didn't hear the sound of the beat-up truck pulling into the parking lot by the diner. Joel Waters climbed down, paused for a minute to stretch his tired body and then slammed the door shut and headed for the front door of the diner.
Shit, he thought to himself as he saw the 'Closed' sign hanging from the front door. I done come as far as I want to and what do I find but a goddamned closed up diner. Wonder where them worthless twins are. Off fucking somewhere probably. At least that pretty one must be. Don't reckon that one with the fucked up mouth will ever get a man on top of her.
He stood there for a minute or so, his eyes taking in the layout, the trim look of the diner, the well-worn parking lots, and the traffic passing back and forth on the main road he had just turned off.
Got a right good set up here. Wouldn't be surprised if they're making a little money. Ought to be able to help their poor old step-pa out after all I did for 'em. Half brought 'em up like my own, he told himself, forgetting the years of neglect he had inflicted on the two girls and their mother.
As he wandered around inspecting the diner, hoping to find an open window, Mary Lee came out of the bath and switched on her bedroom lights. The sudden beam of light in the otherwise unbroken dusk drew his attention, like a magnet, to the trailer.
No sign of a car anywhere. Looks like one of 'em has gone off. Only one to stay at home would be that there split-lipped one, he figured to himself as a sly grin settled on his turned down lips.
During the years Joel Waters had been married to the twin's mother, he had developed a sly cunning topped with plain damn meanness when it came to his treatment of them all. For the mother he had one use, money and fucking. She was addicted to his peter as he could make her and since he was a cock-slinging bastard, she had it bad, and gave him his way in everything he wanted except with the girls. Billie he had found tough enough to look after herself and if his teasing became too rough, there was no question but that he would regret it. As he learned to leave her alone, his attention turned more and more to the timid Mary Lee. When no one was within earshot he would taunt her about her lip, telling her that she looked like she was born on Halloween or he pretended to be scared when he looked at her. The girl endured his taunts in silence, crying only in the privacy of her bedroom, so that her mother knew little about Joel's cruelty. Billie Lee knew, though, and made it her business to stand in his way whenever Mary Lee was about and the mother away. Now, the thought of having the helpless girl to torment made his long drive seem worth it, and he strode heavily over toward the lighted window to further survey the trailer before announcing himself.
Secure in her own privacy and dreaming thoughts of being fucked every night by a man as well hung as Lay H., Mary Lee pranced naked around her bedroom. Her body was still moist from the bath and the light from the lamps gleamed over her skin, accenting the whiteness of her inner thighs, the blonde hair of her snatch and the red, ruby-rich nipples on the end of her jouncing breasts.
First, she sat down in front of her dressing table and as she carefully ignored her image in the mirror, pulled a hairbrush through her tangled blonde curls with a slow, almost sadistic pleasure until every strain gleamed an d lay as fine as spun gold.
She had just finished that when Joel found a peephole in the drawn curtain. Without making a sound he let his eyes travel over the room, taking in everything in it. Mary was alone, that much he was sure of at a glance, but what held him at the window was her big-titted body and what she was doing to it.
Feeling the dryness of her skin as the bath moisture evaporated, the girl sprayed herself with a lanolin rich body spray and began to rub it in with slow, caressing strokes. From her fine, unwrinkled neck she soothed downwards to her breasts that moved and rolled with every movement of her arm. Tenderly she cupped them with one hand and with the other rubbed the moisturizer into their rich fullness. The natural sheen of her skin was emphasized by the treatment it was getting and the skin of her tight-nippled breasts began to glow with a luster like in pearls. The tip ends, so big and juicy looking as Billie Lee pointed out the night before, stuck out like the cherry on the top of an ice cream sundae.
Joel swallowed hard as he felt a familiar tightness spreading through his crotch. He had been locked away long enough to make him horny as only a just-released convict can be. As his cock rose in demanding stiffness, he stuck his hand down the front of his trousers to guide it towards available room. As his hand settled around the throbbing length it jumped and quivered like it had a life of its own. He rolled his hand around it a couple of times as he was pulling it upwards, towards his belly button. Drawing his hand away, he let his fingers rake over it slowly so that as the tip of his index finger slipped off the end, it caught the first drop of slippery pre-fuck juice which oozed out of the big-slitted top.
"Hot damn! Look at that!" he whispered as he absently stuck the annointed finger into his mouth and sucked on it. "Shit fire, I reckon I could forget about that mouth of hers so long as them titties was in my mouth." His cock throbbed in agreement and he strained forward, unwilling to miss seeing an inch of Mary Lee's body as she continued her spraying and rubbing.
I just got to stop rubbing my titties like this. Every time I brush across a nipple it makes my pussy twitch, Mary Lee was thinking as her hands made one final pass over her hard-tipped boobies.
That was true enough. Her cunt was like a puppet tied to the strings of her tits and every movement across the live-wire ends sent a ripple down to the very middle of her slit pussy mound. To give her clit some rest from the teasing it was taking, she propped herself back against the dressing table and spread her long, smooth, brown-skinned legs wide enough to make her pussy pop open.
Don't know why I'm going to so much trouble, sitting at home all by myself like this, she grumped to herself as the ache in her loins aggravated her more and more.
You do know why, too, the answer came as she mentally had a conversation. You got to keep up what good you got, 'cause if for some reason you have to do without that operation for awhile longer, you got to make sure that Lay H. has got something he'll like and there ain't nothing he'll like finer than a woman's body that's been looked after.
Here she stopped and thought again about what she would do if she had to go on hiding her face from the one man she wanted.
I know what, I'll get Billie Lee to make Jed not get any women for Lay H. I'd sooner he fuck a cow than some other woman, at least then I wouldn't have to worry about any competition when it came time to get him back! The shame of that thought brought a flush to her cheeks and to keep from thinking and worrying about it any more she continued with her rubbing.
Moving the spray can up and down both spread legs, she gave a good coat of oil to them before setting the can down. As she leaned over to massage one ankle her hair fell forward in waves hiding her deformed face. At the same time her breasts shifted like twin pendulums and swayed heavily as she moved to and fro caressing her legs.
Fine looking piece of snatch, Joel Waters told himself as he unconsciously rubbed his hand over and over again against the bulging cock that made a thick lump against the front of his trousers. I wonder if anybody cut into that stuff yet. Don't see how they could shy as that young-un is and the way she looks and all. Wonder how it'd feel to have a piece of virgin pussy again? he grabbed his ramrod in an almost convulsive motion and shook it like a dog worrying a rabbit.
Inside Mary Lee was sliding her hands over her calves, rubbing with special care in and around her knees and finally sliding all the way up to her bushy little pussy. There was a very light fuzz of blonde down on her legs and with the oil catching it and making it shine against the light it looked like spun glass.
I ain't about to wait no more, I'm gonna get inside that before Billie Lee comes back to get in the way. Joel could feel his cock throbbing so tight and swollen, it could have been pumped full of circulating hot oil. The front of his pants had a dark blotch where his slippery fucking juices had oozed through the cloth. Just as he started to tear himself away from the window and get inside the trailer, Mary Lee finished off her rubbing and as she reached for a powder puff spread her legs even wider exposing her cunt to his gaze.
"No spray oil on you, honey pot, I know just what that would do, and I done told you, we ain't gonna do it. No more cucumbers, not for this girl. You'll just have to wait it out, so there!" she told her pussy as she smacked it lightly with a freshly dabbed puff. Clouds of scented dust flew into the air as she whacked her purring pussy again and again.
"Oh honey, just wait 'til I get in there. I'll make the dust fly off that thing!" Joel said almost loud enough for Mary to hear as he finally pulled himself away from the window.
Mary Lee jumped like she had been shot when she heard the pounding on the screen door leading to her bedroom. Although not afraid of being alone she had slipped the latches on the screen doors and closed the inner doors, as well, when night started coming down.
Joel wasn't being a gentlemen when he started pounding on the screen door. He had hurried around to the front of the trailer with every intention of just walking in, zipping off his pants and popping his hot meat into Mary Lee. The latch on the screen had stopped him.
Not sure of whether or not there was a gun in the house, he had cooled down enough to knock.
"Who's that? Who's out there?" Mary Lee called wildly as the pulse in her throat leaped forward in fear.
Joel's reply was unintelligible, half on purpose and half because his throat was still dry from panting through it as he had gotten all heated up.
"Who? What did you say?" Mary Lee shouted through the closed door as she hurriedly found a dressing gown and tied it tightly around her.
Again, the unintelligible answer came and as curiosity got the better of her, Mary cracked open the inner door just enough to peek out. She could tell the voice had belonged to a man and the thought that it might be Lay H. occurred to her. Keeping her face carefully hidden from whomever it was pounding on the door, she peered out. Joel heard her deep intake of breath as she spied him. He began to plead in a tone that Mary remembered from the many times he had used it on her mother.
"It's me, honey, it's your step-daddy, Joel. I done come out to see you and see how you getting along. You don't know how worried I been 'bout you ever since we had our little misunderstanding. Come on now, honey, you open up and be good to me. You got no cause to be scared of me. Come on now, honey baby."
"I don't got nothing to say to you, Joel Waters. Nothing at all," came the harsh reply as anger rushed over Mary with the rememberance of the unhappy days she had spent, the victim of her step-father's taunts.
"Now, Mary Lee, honey, what in the world has come over you to go on like that? After all the years I done the best I could for you and your Mama. How can you go on treating me like dirt. I just don't understand," the wheedling tone seeped into Mary's memory and flesh, rising goose bumps on her mind and body.
"I got nothing to say to you, and that's final and flat. You get on away from here Joel Waters before I call the police," Mary threatened through the cracked door.
There was a pause while Joel digested this and relaxed. He realized there was no phone line into the trailer and that if she had a gun inside to use she wouldn't have resorted to such a simple lie. He had nothing to worry about except maybe Billie's return, and he would deal with that if he had to.
"Mary Lee, baby, you just don't know what I got out here for you," he said in a greasy voice as he rubbed his cock back and forth-feeling the blood and power surge through it. That was the same thing he had used for years successfully on the girl's mother and he had to grin to himself as he remembered how that always brought her to heel.
"I don't want nothing you got. Go on, get out of here before I sic the law on you!" Mary yelled at him as she saw what he was doing.
The cold harsh reply brought Joel back to reality and angered him at the same time. With a hard cock that had done without a fucking for over six months urging him on, he took a firm grip on the aluminum door handle and gave a yank. It all happened too quickly for Mary to throw the lock on the more sturdy inner door. First she heard the sound of metal tearing and then she was hurled across the room as Joel pushed his way into the trailer.
"That ain't no way to behave to your old step-pa," he chided, panting heavily.
"You got no right in here like this," Mary said in a slow almost pleading voice as she picked herself up from the floor and pressed against the wall across from him.
"Come on now, gal, old Joel ain't gonna do you no harm. I'm just a might hungry and thought that I could depend on a little grub from you and your sister." Joel's eyes glittered with cunning as he began to enjoy the situation and play it his way. As his muscles had gone into action, tearing down the door, the blood had drained out of his cock and it now lay almost unnoticeable. It could wait its turn now. He was gonna have some fun first.
"Billie ain't here and the diner's closed," came Mary's short reply.
"Ain't you got a little something out here you can fix me up a snack with, honey? I been on the road most of the day." Joel grinned at her as he closed and locked the door.
"We don't keep much in the kitchen. Billie usually brings in something from the diner." Mary Lee explained nervously, clutching her robe over the breasts that only minutes ago were firm and proudly pointing.
"I ain't hard to please. Go on, see what you can dig up for me anyway, sugar." Joel showed his intention of staying by untying his shoes and kicking them off. Mary Lee watched wide-eyed as he fiddled with the top buttons of his shirt. After unfastening two of them, though, he stopped, stretched, and grinned at her. "Just like it used to be ain't it, Mary Lee?" he asked as he rubbed his hand down over his crotch.
She didn't answer, but hurried off towards the kitchenette beyond her bedroom. Joel followed in stockinged feet, hips swaggering, cock and balls pushed forward. As the silent girl fished around in the small icebox and came up with cold sliced ham and some potato salad he watched her, grinning all the time.
"Ain't you glad to see me, gal?" he demanded as he grabbed hold of his cock and shook it at her.
Mary Lee just shrugged her shoulders and went on fixing the food for him wondering how she could get away, wishing Billie Lee was due back before the following morning. She hadn't been physically afraid of Joel before. She had hated his taunts and his meanness, but not until he had torn the screen door off its hinges to get in had she ever been afraid of him. Mixed with fear was a fascination with the way he kept fingering his groin, grabbing at his cock and scratching his balls. She wanted a man, her pussy was hot enough to go with any man that came along, but she didn't want it to be Joel.
"Ah, is that a can of beer I see in there, honey?" he asked her politely.
"Last one we got, Joel. Me and Billie Lee don't drink but a little," Mary Lee explained as she handed him the snap-top can.
"That's O.K., honey. This'll do just fine for the time being." Joel was running his eyes up and down her body like he hadn't seen her before.
"Damn if you ain't growed a whole lot in this past year, ain't you baby doll?" he asked after he had taken a couple of swigs of the beer.
"Ain't changed any at all, same as I used to be," she replied, watching as he sent forkful after forkful of the food into his mouth. His bearded jaws tightened as he chewed, smoothed out the lines and fat and Mary could see how he might have been a right nice looking man when he was young.
"I guess t'was always that mouth of yourn that used to get me," Joel explained. "It doesn't seem half so important now ... course, I been in prison for six months and most any woman would look good to a man been cooped up that long."
"What you been in prison for?" Mary Lee asked half-fearfully, half curiously.
"Nothing serious, honey. Just a little cattle rustling," he answered with a mouthful of food. "Yessir, you sure do look right good. Got a right nice pair of tits on you, you know that? Don't guess any man's ever told you that before. The way you look though ain't no one never gonna look much beyond your head, but I can see how nice you got it all ... down below...." Joel made motions of a curvy body with his hands while he kept his eyes on her.
Mary wilted under his taunts and sloped her shoulders forward so her breasts were less evident under her robe.
"What you got under that there robe, Mary Lee? Looks to me like you might just be body naked under there. How about opening up and giving old Joel a look, honey-just to be friendly like?" He leered at her, slugged back the rest of the beer and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand.
"You oughten to talk that way," Mary Lee blushed. She grabbed his empty plate and began to wash it.
"You ain't taking me serious, are you honey? Girl looking like you ain't got no sense taking a man serious. I'm just being nice, honey. That's all. Just being nice so you'll know how much I appreciate my supper. Ah, you think you might look around and find a little bottle of liquor somewhere? Billie Lee must keep some to entertain her boyfriends with, ain't that so, hey?"
Dumbly Mary Lee let his words sink into her ears, tossed her golden hair out of her eyes and dried her hands on the dishtowel.
"I think maybe there's a bottle under the sink." She knelt and began to fish around behind the paper bags they kept there. "There's still some left in her, Joel. Take it if you want to and now that I fed you supper, I'd like for you to go." Her voice was low, almost pleading as she shrunk under his sneering gaze, afraid of his taunting words.
"Well now, that ain't very neighborly of you, not after I practically brung you up. Come on now, your Ma raised you better than that. Get out a glass or two and we'll have a little drink together, just for old time's sake." Joel slowly began to twist the top of the bottle of liquor.
"I don't like the stuff, Joel...." she began.
"Get me the two glasses, girl, like I told you. You can hear, cain't you or has that fucked-up lip of yourn hurt your ears, too?" Joel bellowed, breaking all Mary's resistance. "That's better," he said in a satisfied tone as the two glasses were quickly put on the bar.
"Where's Billie off to?" Joel asked as he poured two stiff shots into the glasses and mixed them with water from the tap.
"Got a date. Be back pretty soon, I expect," Mary Lee lied, but blushed when she did so.
"Come on now, young-un. I knowed you for years. You never could lie proper. Your sister ain't gonna come back tonight at all, is she?" There was a long pause and then Joel yelled out, "Well, is she damnit?"
Mary Lee just lowered her head and shook it.
"That's better. You look right pretty like that you know with your hair down so I can't see your face," Joel said in a gravelly voice as he slugged back half his drink.
The liquor set his heart to beating and rivers of lava flowed down his cock and balls. He was hard again, his cock straining against his pants with the force of a tent pole raising an arch of cloth.
"I guess that means you and me gonna be all by ourselves, tonight, don't it?" he asked Mary Lee easily as he unbuttoned another couple of buttons on his shirt. "Come on, baby doll, let's you and me go back in the other room and be a little more comfortable. Come on now, you been standing up looking after me too long. We gotta make you comfortable." He nodded in the direction of Mary's bedroom and followed her obedient form as she slunk away.
"Have a little of your drink, baby. It'll fix you right up," Joel urged softly.
Mary sipped on the liquor and felt it burn a passage to her stomach. The fire it started there ate down into her cunt until it was oozing fluid, trying to put out the ache that arose in her with such intensity. Under her robe her breasts were firm again, the nipple rubbing against the material so insistently that it became apparent to Joel.
"Have another drink of liquor, Mary Lee. while I tell you what I been doing," he urged. He unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way and slipped it off his chest.
As Mary took one startled look at his chest, the sight of it filled her cunt with cream and fire. Her heart speeded up at the sight of the hair-covered nipples and even when she looked away, her cunt wouldn't stop throbbing.
"Yessir, I been in jail for awhile, just got out yesterday. Thought about getting me a woman first thing. One thing a man sure does pine for is a woman to take care of his dick when it gets all hard and long." He rubbed the thick ridge cutting through the front of his pants.
Mary Lee kept her eyes to the floor, but took another hard gulp of her drink and tried to keep her cunt from dissolving as more fire hit her stomach and spread downward.
"You ever see a man, honey? I think it's about time you had a look so I'm gonna give you a little treat. Look at me, honey."
Mary shook her head quickly.
"Look at me, damnit!" roared Joel slamming his empty glass down.
Mary raised her glazed, wide eyes and stared openmouthed at his naked chest.
"That's it," he soothed her. "Just keep on a-looking. I'm gonna show you something, girl." He slowly began to undo his belt buckle. As he pulled on the snaps of his pants they flew open, pushed by the pressure of the hard dick pushing under his underwear. Watching her, he pulled his pants off, one leg at a time until he stood half-naked before her.
"Now, I'm gonna show you what a man looks like. Don't you think you ought to give me a little peek at your body like I nicely asked you to before?" he asked roughly. When there was no reply he walked over to her and gave a hard yank to the cord holding her robe together. When it came apart, her breasts shot forward, pushing the robe aside and her pussy drooled hot juices as it waited for the ramrod that Mary was looking at under Joel's tightly stretched shorts.
"That's a good girl. Now keep on a-looking, honey," he instructed her as he slipped his shorts down his legs. Mary couldn't keep her eyes off his meaty dick as it sprang into view. It looked tough and strong, hot and red, ready and full of come. It sprang stiff and proud out of a hair-covered groin and at it's thick base swung two heavy balls.
"Finish your drink, honey," Joel told her as he stood before her, rubbing his cock up and down slowly.
Mary gulped back the rest of the liquor, without taking her eyes off the dick she wanted, had to have, was ready to beg for.
"Lie down on the bed and spread your legs, baby." He came towards her.
Mary backed away like a woman hypnotized and fell across the bed. Her cunt split apart and it's hot red slit waited for the advancing dick.
"You want it, don't you, honey? You want some of Joel's hot cock shoved up in you. Ain't that right? You want me to fuck you, don't you? You're ready for me to fuck you all night long, just like I aim to do. This here cock of Joel's is hot and is gonna get shoved up in you. Ain't that right? You want me to fuck you, don't you? You gonna feel this hot cock of mine up in your hot little pussy and ramming in you ail night, like this!"
"Ahhhhggghhhheee, ahh, ah, ah, ah," Mary Lee moaned as Joel's ramrod of a cock plunged downward into her hot pussy. "Dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, oh, oh, oh, oh!" she continued to chant as she tossed her head back and forth and rolled her hips under the step-father's shoving thrusts.
Joel was momentarily surprised at his easy entry into his step-daughter's cunt. He had expected a tighter squeeze and more resistance when he hit her cherry. When he was ball deep in her cunt, though, and she was wrapping her legs around him and hunching and begging for more, he couldn't stop to question her. Instead he shoved and pushed and hunched into her cunt with every inch of heavy, hard dick he could muster up from between his legs.
As his hairy body rammed into hers again and again, Joel felt his balls get tighter than two green persimmons. The ready feeling of come about to pour out swam over his groin and he hunched furiously as his hands clawed at Mary Lee's ivory breasts.
"Now baby! Now honey, pussy! Now! Now! Now! Now!" he yelled as his first load hit them both like a freight train, zipping through the tunnel of his cock into the cave of her cunt. Washing through his pulsing cock and her lusting cunt, load after load of silver hot jism squirted, until finally he eased himself down onto her body, shaking with the effort of the fifty mile per hour hunching.
Mary Lee could feel the soothing creamy come from his body washing through her, melting away her tensions and the ache in her cunt. Step-father or no stepfather, he was a cock-swinging, fucking male and she was mighty grateful that he had come along when he did. Or, at least she was until he started taunting her again.
"Pussy gal, you sure can swing some ass, can't you, now honey?" he breathed out at her as he lay still, stroking her breasts.
"You swing a right good piece of meat yourself, Joel," she drowsily replied.
"You liked that, didn't you, honey? You liked that feel of old Joel's cock a-ripping up into you, huh? What's the matter, pretty gal, can't you find no man can stand to look at you long enough to slip a peter to you? That why you so hot and fucking ready?"
"You mean son-of-a-bitch, don't you go talking to me like that," Mary Lee cried out, her courage up now that she knew he was like all men. "I can get all the fucking I want, any time I want it, don't have to depend on no old man like you to do it, neither."
"Is that so? That why you was so hot your little pussy was dripping before I even touched you? Don't look to me like you been getting half enough. Walllll, don't you worry none about it, least ways not for tonight. Old Joel is here to slip you some cock and baby, I got enough come left in me to fuck you all night long. You just hang on and keep those pretty legs of yours spread."
"I don't reckon I want you fucking me any more. You can just get up and get away from me," Mary Lee made a move to push his body off hers as she felt his dick growing hard inside her again.
"Oh no, honey. Oh no, you don't. I'm gonna stay right here where I am and fuck you whether you want me to or not. Before I'm done, you gonna want it, believe me, you gonna want it bad. Just like you ma always did." He laughed at her then and rolled back on his haunches, keep his dick still stuck up her straining pussy.
Again Mary Lee made a move to get up and push him away. This time he wasn't so easy with her, but slapped her a stinging blow across the face. "Lie still, gal," he roared at her. "Beating you on your face ain't gonna do it no harm. It's ugly enough as it is so I don't mind a-slapping you at all if I have to."
The words hurt more than the blow and Mary Lee again cowed beneath him, letting him have his way with her as she lay silently crying.
"Hush up, honey, hush up, long as you do nice I ain't gonna beat you. I'm just gonna get you all hot for fucking again, that's all. Just lie still missy and hush your ugly little mouth," he told her as he started massaging her titties with both hands.
As the girl lifted one hand and self-consciously draped it over her mouth she could feel Joel's hands rubbing over her soft titties, grabbing them gently like he was milking a cow. The tip-ends began to glow red and hard again and he kept returning to them again and again to lightly pinch them between his thumb and forefinger.
Inside her cunt, his cock was stiff again and pressing against her soft come-covered pussy walls. Every once in awhile, he would give a slight hunch just to remind himself he was stuck in and Mary would feel the fat cock throb with life as it slid into her a little deeper.
"Yessir, it's a good thing I came along when I did, you in here hotter than a sow in heat and nobody to fuck you. Honey, ain't you gonna tell Joel how grateful you are to him for taking away that hurt in your cunt?"
"I've had lots better men than you, and I'll have lots better after you!" Mary Lee flared up at him again.
"Oh ho, you think that's so, do you? Well, you must be just plum crazy gal, to think you can just run out there in the road and stop traffic. You might can stop it, but it'll only be to look at how ugly you are, not to fuck you. Course you can always pull your skirt over your head. Ain't that the way you done it last time? Pulled a skirt up over your head so all they could see was your slit pussy lips instead of your split mouth lips?" Joel taunted her as he felt her body heat rise and knew that he'd have her begging for his fucking before much longer.
"I had a good man, a big man, and he wants more of me, and I'm gonna have him for so long as I want after I get my lip fixed up," Mary shouted at him. "That's where Billie is gone, to fix it up with the doctor and after that you see if I don't look every bit as good as she does. That's what she promised." Mary was beside herself with his taunts and his cock as they contrived to torture her cunt and her mind.
"That there takes a right smart of money, where you reckon on getting it?" Joel asked softly as he lunged forward again, sinking his dick in her.
Mary Lee wouldn't have bothered to answer that except for his cock ramming up in her filled with truth serum, come truth serum that was making her body do things she didn't want to stop.
"Oh, we got that, and don't you worry none about it. Billie Lee showed it to me herself. It's all fixed, and I'm gonna get me an operation, just you wait," she panted as her pussy walls closed around his hairy hardness again.
"I ain't worrying none about it. That there's your problem, not mine, honey pussy." Joel smiled as he drank in the words-'Billie Lee showed it to me herself.' He knew, then, the money was in the trailer or in the diner and after he finished fucking Mary Lee senseless, he was gonna take it and leave.
He could feel the twitching of ass and cunt muscles as the girl came up into heat again, being stroked to higher and higher degrees of fuck-fire by his dork in her and his hands roving about, rubbing her tits, her ears, her long slender legs.
"Ummmm, don't that feel right good to you, honey?" he drawled as he slipped his dick hard in her again, leaning over her far enough to slip it in all the way.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck me! Oh dick, dick, fuck," she moaned as she spread her legs wider and held out her arms to him.
"I figured you'd want some more of Joel's cock before the night was done. Well, here it is, honey, and you can have lots more, just take all of it you want, 'cause I got lots more to give you. Yep, I'm gonna fuck you half to death starting now!" he whispered down to her as he slowly fed inch after inch of dick into her cunt and then slipped it out to get ready for his first hard down stroke.
Joel fucked her twice more in rapid succession before he felt the need for a little stimulation to keep him going. Leaving her resting, he padded around the trailer kitchen and found another full bottle of liquor. When he brought it back into the bedroom, she sat up and looked at him.
"That stuff is too powerful for me, Joel. I'll get along without it," she protested as he began to pour her a glass full.
"OH no, honey baby, we gonna drink and fuck together. This here'll get you all hot and make you want to fuck more," he replied and kept on pouring.
"Ain't I been hot enough?" she demanded remembering how she had almost bucked him off her last time with the power of her hunching hips.
"You been right good, but I ain't heard you beg for it, yet, and I wanna hear that," he told her when he walked back over to the bed. His hairy nakedness filled her full of heat again.
Joel took his time about dicking her again. He made sure she had three drinks in her and was starting to get glassy-eyed before he reached down and began to finger her cunt. He squeezed the plump moist lips of pussy over and over until they began to glow pink in his hands. Glancing up he could see Mary Lee was waiting for it, her eyes closed, her breathing heavy.
"You want some of Joel's dick, honey lamb?" he whispered. "You want some cock in your unused little pussy? You gonna have some in awhile, girl, if you're good. First cock you've had for a long time, ain't it? An' probably the last one you gonna have in a long time. I think you lying about that operation, baby doll. I don't think you gonna have no operation at all," he taunted her as he slipped one finger up inside her hot slit and began to run it around and around.
"Am to, am to, Mary Lee murmured as her hips bucked forward, her head spun with liquor, and her cunt ached with a need to be fucked again.
"Where's the money gonna come from? That there's a right expensive thing to have," Joel asked her before leaning down to bite her cherry ripe breasts.
"Billie got it, I know," Mary was aware of a danger in the questions, but with her mind full of liquor and her cunt full of come she couldn't think straight.
"Where's Billie got it hid?" came the sly question.
There was no reply as Mary tried to reason out why she wouldn't answer his question. Before she could remember who he was and what a bastard he was there was a hurting burning sensation that spread up her cunt. Joel had taken a mouthful of drink and then planted his mouth tight on her cunt and shot half of it up into her.
"Ahhhhh, no, no, no," Mary moaned as she began to squirm and try to get away from his lips. The fire was eating into her pussy now worse than she had ever known it and she had to make it stop. Had to! Had to!
Holding her cunt closed with a rough hand, Joel asked her again, "Where's the money hid young'un? Where is it? I ain't gonna let you go and I ain't gonna fuck you no more 'til you tell," he threatened as her body arched and twisted and she tried to get away from him and the burning inside her.
"Please, please, don't. My pussy, my pussy, help me! Help me!" Mary moaned as she squirmed around on fire all over, drunk, half crazy and hotter than the cow Lay H. and Jed had delivered earlier in the afternoon.
"Where young'un? You want more cock up you, better tell me where!" Joel demanded as he kept his hands squeezing tight on her cunt.
"Billie's room, closet, tin box, money!" Mary finally moaned.
"That's better, honey love, now we gonna give you something nice for that. Here it is, feel this!" Joel took her pussy in his mouth and sucked out all the burning liquor he had squirted in her. As it came out, he licked her as dry as he could as far as he could reach, and the hunching of her hips was frantic. She held his head clamped onto her cunt with amazon-like strength so that he had a hard time breaking away.
"Never been et before, have you honey?" he inquired as he was slipping his dork back inside her again.
This fuck took Joel longer and Mary Lee climaxed twice as a result, her pussy clamping down on his still hard dick each time she did so. On the last try she had passed out it had been so good and when she lay unconscious he had finished up, hunching furiously sending his almost dry cock slamming into her as hard as he could move until finally he shot again.
After resting for awhile on top of her, he got up, padded into the other bedroom and began to rummage around in the closet. Without any trouble he found the box and brought it back with him. After checking the contents, he slipped into his clothes, took another slug of liquor and quietly left the drunk, over-fucked Mary Lee Bailey.