Greedily, her full sensuous lips wrapped around the head, and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked on the strange penis. The man held her head in place as he began viciously fucking in and out of her mouth while Nancy sucked with an all-too-evident hunger. Men pushed one another aside to fuck her in her battered young cunt and rectum. Hands slid all over her oil-slippery body as they fought to grasp her… and some of the hands belonged to women!
In the middle of all this sat Fred Hartman, smiling slightly, coldly watching the complete and utter debasement of a beautiful young girl named Nancy Dodge…
CHAPTER THREE
The sky in the east was streaked with the first tentative light of a new day, and Fred Hartman's estate was outlined in cold gray early morning light. People, their faces haggard and puffy, straggled to their parked cars. Their feet crunched over the gravel as they yawned mightily and rubbed their bloodshot eyes.
Two men about to get in a car stopped and nudged one another. They watched, their stares impudent, their smiles brazen as they saw Nancy Dodge hurry to her car. She walked quickly, her head down, nervously fingering her car keys. The men watched her flaring hips undulate and they could plainly see her lovely buttocks seductively swaying under her dress.
One of the men started to say something but the other one touched his arm and shook his head. "Another time. You had enough."
"Yeah, but I want her name."
"Another time. I'm beat. Another time. There'll be another time."
The first man grinned and slumped down into the car, still watching Nancy as she hurried to her car. "Yeah," he agreed, grinning. "Man, she sure was something. I don't think I've ever had a better blow job."