John smiled, entered, and closed the door behind him. "The boys told me about your experience this afternoon, Daisy. Are you all right?"
"I'm fine," Daisy said.
"Mark said he had a hunch you might be thinking about moving on."
"Why should I want to do that? I like it here and I'm too tough to let a little thing like a gang-bang bother me."
John averted his eyes and said, "Well, I guess I'll let you go to sleep. I just wanted to check and make sure you were an right."
Suddenly making up her mind, knowing there was one sure way of repaying John for his kindness, Daisy let the sheet fall down from her tits and kicked it completely free of her naked body. John stared, admiration and desire showing in his eyes.
"I want you, John. I've wanted you almost from the first time I saw you, and I know you want me. Don't argue, don't say anything, just take your clothes off and let me prove I'm all right."
John hurriedly and silently stripped out of his clothes, his fingers trembling slightly, his eyes never leaving Daisy's nakedness. By the time he was completely naked, his big cock was thrusting proudly. Daisy, her heart pounding, another lump forming in her throat as she thought about it being both the first and last time she'd ever be with the kind man in the truest sense, held out her arms and he joined her on the bed.
He kissed her on the mouth tenderly, almost reverently, and his gentle hands lovingly roamed an over her body. She knew right away it hadn't been her imagination when she'd thought so many times she might be in love with him.
Daisy opened her mouth and turned the tender kiss into one of passion. He darted his tongue and she met it with her own. They French kissed feverishly, one of his hands grasping a tit, the other sliding down across her belly and cupping her crotch.
John broke the tongue-lashing kiss and buried his face between Daisy's throbbing, jutting titties. He licked up the side of one firm mound and tongued and sucked the hard nipple. Moving over to the other taut-tipped tit, he tongued and sucked for a few seconds, then trailed his darting tongue down across Daisy's trembling belly.
He licked around and in her shallow navel, skirted around her blonde pussy hairs and, when she parted her legs, began kissing and tonguing her inner thighs. She squirmed her ass against the mattress and he licked up between her moist cuntlips.
Daisy lurched upward and he jabbed his tongue deep into her cunt. She gasped and he swabbed the folds of flesh, the walls, and she told him to twist around. He did, walking around on his knees and straddling her head. She reached up and fondled his heavy balls and caressed his big poking prick.
He lapped her erect clitoris, put his lips around the sensitive organ, and began sucking. Daisy put a hand on his smooth ass, tugged, and he lowered his swollen cockhead into her eager mouth. She lifted her head and took more of the stiff shaft and sucked greedily, knowing she'd soon be climaxing under his greedily sucking mouth, hoping she could make him shoot at the same time.
Sucking and being sucked, thrilling to the truly wondrous sensations, Daisy marveled at how much better sex was when one really cared for one's partner. They hadn't even fucked, and already she felt as if she could be true to him forever and ever. Not that such a thing was possible, she thought, telling herself not to go off her rocker and get foolish ideas.
Daisy and John did climax at the same time. He seemed to sense she wanted it that way, so she didn't have to stop sucking his big dick to tell him so. She spasmed, shuddering violently, and seconds later his throbbing cock exploded and sprayed her tonsils with hot cum. She gulped and kept on sucking greedily, dimly thinking the sperm even seemed to taste better than any she'd had before.
John slowly lifted his face from between Daisy's legs and just as slowly turned around and stretched out beside her, tenderly cuddling her in his arms. She wanted to say many things, and she sensed he did, too, but they both remained silent.
Soon she felt his big cock lifting against her thigh. She kissed him lightly on the lips, pushed until he rolled over on his back, and tongued his nipples until those nubs were stiffly erect. She bailed her tongue and lips down along his muscular, almost hairless body, skirted around his big jutting cock, and licked his heavy balls.
Unable to delay any longer, she quickly straddled him and guided his hard, stiff prick into her steaming cunt. She began to bounce rhythmically, balancing on her hands and arms, once again thanking how much better sex was when one's emotions were involved. John kept his eyes closed and his hands squeezed her kitties. It didn't take long for her to melt into what seemed to be the very best orgasm she'd ever experienced.
When she ceased fucking, he rolled her over on her side and fucked her to and through another spasmodic climax. His cock remained hard and stiff, despite her efforts to make him come with her. They kissed for the first time since they'd started fucking, and he rolled her over on her back and began fucking her with deep, masterful thrusts.
Daisy put her arms around John's neck and wrapped her legs around his slender waist. She wriggled her ass while making counter-thrusts and worked on his pronging cock with her inner muscles. He mashed his mouth to hers and they kissed feverishly as they peaked together. He buried his face beside hers and she thought of so many things she wanted to say.
She remained silent, and so did he. After they'd recovered, she reached up and got a towel from under a pillow – one of those she'd kept handy for use when she had sex with his sons – and she hated herself for being such a tramp.
John withdrew his limp cock, used the towel, then left it covering her wet crotch when he swung from the bed. He met her eyes, smiled, and for a moment she thought he was going to say the words she would've given the world to hear. He gathered his clothes and left without saying a word.
Staring at the closed door, feeling the tears forming in her eyes, Daisy successfully fought the urge to jump from the bed and go tell John she loved him. She felt sad, already lonely from just thinking she'd never see John again.
Wiping her eyes, keeping the towel clutched between her legs, Daisy hurried to the bathroom. When she returned, she put on the clothes she'd decided to wear, turned the light out, and threw herself across the bed, telling herself she'd leave just as soon as everybody was asleep.
Daisy didn't leave until shortly after daybreak. She only dozed, but she was glad she'd gotten some sleep when she became fully awake. She quietly went downstairs, taking her zipper bag, and stopped in the kitchen to drink a glass of milk and eat two donuts. She thought about taking some food, but decided she might be heard if she hung around too long. She had over twenty dollars, and she didn't think she'd get hungry before she had a chance to buy a meal.
A few of the dogs were barking, as usual, and she was glad when she didn't see Satan around. She hurried along the road to town, hoping she could get out on the highway and head west before she saw anybody she knew.
When she reached the highway, Daisy started walking instead of trying to thumb a ride. There wasn't much traffic, and she knew she was taking a chance on getting stranded way the hell out from nowhere, but it'd entered her mind that Joe or some of his rapist friends might see her. They'd really make it rough on her after what her "cousins" had done to them.
Daisy was still walking about three hours later. She tried standing in one place and thumbing a few times, but nobody stopped. She only half kiddjngly told herself that instead of maybe fucking her way to California, she might have to walk.