"Not so – ooooof! – not so fast, honey. Christ, you're sucking my load too fast, ease up,jeeeeez what cunt! What hot juicy cunt! Unnnnng!"
The man clenched his jaw and tried to detach his mind from Cindy's frenzied hot cunt slit, her thrashing silken flesh, and her deliriously fucking hips. He'd always prided himself on having the stamina of a bull. But the sex-crazed blonde was assaulting him with everything she had – lips, teeth, tongue, tits, clawing fingers, boiling cunt.
He thought of his own wife and her sagging tits and worn-out cunt. It dampened his excitement enough to enable him to hang on temporarily.
Gloria watched him plunge his long cock in and out of Cindy with a blend of feverish lust and uneasy suspicion. She'd never seen Cindy being fucked by a man before, and it aroused her tremendously. The girl was pure raw desire in action, every golden inch of her nakedness on fire with hunger. But there was something about the man that disturbed her.
He had too many rough edges to hang out at country clubs, although anyone could go into the bar without being a member. He dressed expensively. He had the money to pay, obviously. She tried to get rid of the nagging feeling, telling herself there were a lot of self-made men who made fortunes and never shed their rough edges. But the feeling persisted.
"Fuck me harder!" Cindy cried, jerking her hips in mad spasms. "Gimmie more! Make me come… oooooh, yessss!"
"God… damn!" the man grunted, surrendering his control. Even the thought of his wife's boring cunt couldn't keep his load from shooting oft. The raving blonde whipped her tight, slippery hot cunt on his bursting cock with electrifying power. She was the hottest, most fantastic little cunt of his jaded life. He thought he'd had the best until now.
She was still trying to crush his limp cock in her frantic cunt slit but he managed to free himself in a swift movement.
"I think your little sister is a wee bit on the passionate side," he grinned at Gloria, getting off the bed. "Your turn."
"I'll decide when," Gloria told him coldly. She still didn't like him, in spite of his rugged good looks. Nevertheless, she was zoo aroused and anxious to use the new dildo on Cindy to wait. She strapped the harness on, buckling it tight. It was the same model Lisa had used on her.
Gloria chained Cindy to the bed again, spread-eagled on her back.
"I'm not going to use the whip, honey," she promised her. "This is for say own protection. You're going to get so hot you might claw and bite me to death."
"Yes, fuck me, Gloria," Cindy begged through a haze of tears. "I can't get any hotter than I am now!"
"I wouldn't bet on that," the man muttered, leaning against the wail. He ignored the brunette's vicious look.
Still wearing her bra and crotchless leather panties and boots, Gloria climbed on top of Cindy, and pressed the giant cock to the girl's stomach.
For a couple of minutes, Gloria Frenched and stroked and rubbed her hot body to Cindy's. She promised her it would only hurt a little, and she would learn to love it. She found herself using Lisa's words, as though she were re-living the frenzied scene with Cindy the victim.
Then she reached down to Cindy's soaked cunt and spread her juices around the head of the massive cock. Cautiously, she switched it on and gently inserted it an inch into the girl's eagerly sucking cunt.
"Oooooo! Oh my oh Gloria… oh Lord! Oh fuck meeeeeee! Yesssss, fuck me, fuck me, darling, oh it's – eeeee! – it's crazy!"
With each lunge of her hips, the brunette inserted a fraction more of the monstrous humming prick, taking care to hurt Cindy as little as possible. The whipping had been enough. She would never fuck the beautiful girl again. She wanted this last sex act to be a thrilling, unforgettable memory for Cindy.
"Oh Gloria I love it, I love you, darling! Oooooooo! Oh I'm losing my minddddd! Unnnnnf! Fuck me forever, beautiful Gloria, I need you, always, always!" Cindy cried.
The most violent, blazing thrills of her life were now shuddering through Cindy's feverish hot cunt, as the vibrating mounds on the dildo tingled and inched deeper. The chained, screaming blonde struggled furiously against her bonds, not to escape the shattering thrills but to wrap her arms fiercely around Gloria.
The librarian rammed the dildo passionately in and out of Cindy's cunt slit. She was careful to keep her head high, any from Cindy's sharp white teeth.
The man watched, fascinated, as the beautiful brunette sensuously fucked the delirious blonde. His cock was once more hard and surged with blood. The brunette's crotchless panties, he noted, also exposed he puckered brown asshole.
Now was as good a time as any, he decided.
He went over to where his jacket was draped on the chair. He reached into the inside pocket and took out a pair of handcuffs. He went to the head if the bed and in swift, practiced movements, handcuffed the brunette's wrist to the blonde's.
Gloria froze.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she asked.
"A number of things, honey," he replied. "But first this…"
He went to the rear of the bed and crouched between their spread legs. Pressing the crimson knob of his hard cock against Gloria's exposed anus, he rammed it deep and began to fuck her asshole with brutal, rapid thrusts.
Her mind was in a daze of terror and panic. Gloria could only sob as he lunged his boiling cock savagely into her churning bowels. With each jerk of his hips, her hips lurched forward so that she continued to fuck Cindy involuntarily.
He came in less than two minutes, his burning jism stinging and spattering in Gloria's helpless asshole. Then he slipped his cock rod out and, with a long sigh, got off the bed.
Cindy was too dazed with raw thrills to realize what was happening. But the numb terror in Gloria was quickly growing.
"Please, let us go," the brunette pleaded. "If this is a joke…"
"No joke, honey," he broke in. "Now you girls wait here, I'll be right back."
Naked, he left the room and went downstairs where they'd both left their purses on the kitchen table. He searched the girl's purse and found loose change but no I.D.. In Gloria's purse he found the marked hundred-dollar bill and her complete identification. He took the bill and her I.D. back with him upstairs. Then he sat on the edge of the bed, studying her identification and credit cards.
"I'll call the police," Gloria said weakly, her heart hammering with fear.
"Lady, I am the police," he said cheerfully. "Lieutenant Collins, vice squad. And it says here that you, madam, are the Chief Librarian in our noble town. Glad to meet you, honey."
"Listen," Gloria whispered, her face chalk-white with fear, "Ill give you money. I have over five thousand dollars. You can have it all, I swear! Just… let us go, please?"
"What the hell do you think I am, a crook?" he said indignantly. "Hell, I don't mind a little free ass now and then, but you can keep your bribe. Fact is, I was out at the country club looking for hookers who come up here from L.A.. Your little friend fell for me instead. If you're sisters, I'm Tiny Tim."
"She ran away from a drunken mother and the slobs her mother brought home to rape her. Go ahead, arrest me if you want, but for God's sake, don't put her away. Let me give her money to go somewhere else before you take me in, that's all I ask."
"The police?" Cindy whispered, finally coming to her senses. "Oh my God, Gloria, are they going to separate us? NO!"
"Shut up, both of you!" Collins snapped, losing his temper. "Just shut up and let me think."