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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par
Book 7\par
Shadows of Moons\par
Chapter 18\par
Cum stains al la carte\par
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No Credit\par
\tab Past Due\par
\tab\tab Pay Up or Else!\par
\tab\tab\tab With many mouths to feed and clothe, a house to keep up, this and that and that and this\emdash sometimes there were unforeseen events and problems that made life\rquote s living a little more difficult.  And though try as we might, life\rquote s problems often lead us down a path we\rquote re not sure of.  Over extension, uncertainty, contemplation, wishy-washy, and a host of other assorted adjectives applied to Olivia Gallowy.\par
\tab Olivia Gallowy loved life\emdash despite its near constant problems.  There was always something and usually that \ldblquote something\rdblquote  costed money.  Her husband, Shaun, made good money, but with the house, the kids, and etc. etc. Olivia often found herself over extended at the nearby general store.\par
\tab Luckily, though, the owner was a cousin, but still\emdash credit extensions were frowned upon and payment due was payment due.  And Olivia didn\rquote t like being in debt to anyone\emdash especially for any extended time.  But one particular month it seemed like one thing after another occurred that prevented Olivia from paying her credit bill at the store.\par
\tab Now, Olivia Gallowy was a Christian woman, but not a prude.  She was righteous, but a mother and a woman, too.  She had responsibilities to her household and family.  She had to make amends for her past due credit.\par
\tab With no money to fully pay the bill, Olivia had only one option.\par
\tab For a long while she had been mildly curious about her cousin, Ike.  The reason was was Cousin Corabeth\rquote s bragging about his abilities in bed.  Apparently, Cousin Ike Dodson was HUNG!  Like a horse!  It was the one thing Corabeth loved about the man, he could make her cum with just one full insertion of his magnificent cock!\par
\page\tab Olivia had no qualms with her hubby, Shaun.  He was a good man, too; a good lover but his cock\emdash didn\rquote t thrill her the way Ike\rquote s cock thrilled Cora.  And as the family was in need of money, Shaun was away from home more and more (and more) doing what he could to get the money needed\emdash leaving Olivia in need of something else\'85\tab\par
\tab Around the house she found a few things that tantalized her cock hungry cunt, but nothing replaced the sensation of a traveling cunt pleasing prick.  Many times she stood and marveled at the horses!  \lquote hung like a horse!\rquote  it was something Olivia just had to find out about!\par
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\tab And it\rquote s all about the timing\'85\par
\tab Corabeth was out of town visiting an old aunt, who was on her deathbed\emdash a deathbed that was filled with money!  Olivia\rquote s family members were off on their own thing doing, Olivia made her 1-mile trek the general store.  It was like a death-walk, though\emdash contemplating what she was to propose.  But it was a mere fanciful thought and actually had no merit\emdash there was no way she would really actually give herself to Cousin Ike.\par
\tab Maybe.\par
\tab He was hung, you say?\par
\tab No, it was wrong\emdash wrong\emdash married wrong.  It was only thing be naughty when they were kids\emdash wee little kids, but they were grown up now and it was wrong-wrong-married wrong.\par
\tab Hung you say?  Like a horse?\par
\tab Hmmmmmm\par
\tab When before they were ten Olivia and Cousin Ike were naughty.  Romping nakedly thru the woods, skinny dipping, and humping like the dogs do.  When she was twelve she learned of the Missionary Position and they enjoyed doing that way, too\emdash including the Reverse Missionary.  By the end of that particular Summer, though\emdash Olivia got her period, her titties bloomed, and she cut Ike off.  Unbeknownst to her, two Summer\rquote s later and Ike\rquote s schlong bloomed, too!\par
\tab There were no qualms with Shaun\rquote s lovemaking, he was good and enjoyed a good tryst in bed\emdash and out in the woods on a whim, their anniversary dates in town or the big city.  He was a good man, a good lover, an adequate man.  \par
\tab Olivia had no problem with \ldblquote cousin\rdblquote  fucking, for the backcountry folk it was the norm.  She was also aware of her own children and their involvement with each other.  \lquote so long as none of the girls came up pregnant\'85\rquote  she had no problem.\par
\page\tab She harbored no thoughts about engaging immorally with her children.  She had no desire(s) to watch them engaging immorally with each other.  She only wanted to pay her debt by any means necessary.\par
\tab But still\emdash she was nervous.  She had never taken cock from any man but Shaun (since being married\'85)  she had never taken it in the ass or sucked, either.\par
\tab Arriving at Ike\rquote s she lingered just out by the dirt road out of sight.  For a moment she considered walking back home, Shaun was surely able to secure some money paying job by the end of the day.\par
\tab But there, too, was curiosity.\par
\tab Hung like a horse?\par
\tab She wished Ike\rquote s cock had been \ldblquote hung\rdblquote  when they were fooling around when they were young\'85\par
\tab Ike was inside straightening up merchandise, certain time periods of the day on certain days of the week the store was noted to be kinda thin on customers.  Olivia knew this.  \par
\tab The two cordially greeted one another; Ike was a nice man, hard worker, same age as Olivia, very nice to everyone\emdash putting himself in a bind by extending credit to virtually everyone.  Eventually, though, everyone paid their debt.  Eventually.\par
\tab\ldblquote Something I can help you with, Olivia?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab Olivia had only two things on her mind; her debt and Ike\rquote s love tool.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just looking.\rdblquote  Olivia replied with a smile.  She perused the aisles, Ike stocked a variety of necessities and never charged outrageous prices.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Here\rquote s some new things that have just come in.\rdblquote  Ike said apparently not concerned about her indebtedness.  She made her way to where he was and found a new line of perfumes.\par
\tab Ike\rquote s general store was a throw-back to those old general stores of the modern day 1930s.  Ice chest filled with various sodas, old fashioned odds and ends, antiques, collectibles, and general stuff FROM that era, but stuff for the modern day times, too.\par
\tab Ike moved behind her to show her something else; Olivia scooting to give him room in the narrow aisle got confused and backed into him\emdash her hand dropping to her side brushed against his body.\par
\tab\ldblquote OH!\rdblquote  she exclaimed.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s alright, Olivia,\rdblquote  he said with a Devil\rquote s grin, \ldblquote you can do it again if you like!\rdblquote\par
\tab Olivia said nothing, did nothing\emdash her hand remained to her side, her finger ever so slightly \ldblquote touching\rdblquote  Ike Dodson\rquote s manhood.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s been awhile, hasn\rquote t it, Olivia?\rdblquote  Ike said in a low sincere voice.\par
\tab Thirty something years\'85\par
\tab Olivia said nothing but felt Ike\rquote s manhood bulging.\par
\tab Slowly the man undone his green smock and let it drop.\par
\tab Olivia could feel the heat thru his pants.\par
\tab Ike\rquote s hands came to Olivia\rquote s sides, gently they swept up to just under her arms, then around to her breasts; his manhood pressing hard against her butt.  For a moment, Olivia felt faint.  Then the cool of the oscillating fan on the top shelf of a nearby counter top breezed over her face.  She closed her eyes and let whatever happened happen.\par
\tab Which was her dress falling off her shoulders to the floor.\par
\tab The rest of her clothing followed nextly.\par
\tab When Olivia had somewhat collected herself she was gripping Ike\rquote s massive tool\emdash and he WAS hung\emdash well.  Juices began to flow in Olivia\rquote s cunny; she lost her ability to think clearly and only could grip Ike\rquote s schlong, squeeze the miraculous member and press it against her cheeks before working it down between her legs.\par
\tab Ike placed his hands on the naked Olivia\rquote s hips, once more gliding them up and down her sides, squeezing her breasts before slipping fingers down to her cunny.  He felt the woman shudder as he touched her hungry cunt.  Olivia bent over some, spreading her stance and gripping the counter before her\emdash as she stared at the display of foreign fragrances, Cousin Ike stuffed her womanness.\par
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\tab The penetration was incredible\emdash he went slowly into her like a snake!  Olivia reeled as sensational tinglings rivered thru her body; her nipples perked up and became sensitive themselves.  There was naught she could do but grip the counter and enjoy.  Ike masterfully glided his manhood into her recess, pulling out slowly before re-entering, gliding in an inch more each time. \par
\tab Olivia trembled, her grip to the upraised wooden edge of the counter was tight; in her body her lover behind her rocked near effortless; she spread her stance more then took some fingers to begin tweaking her clit.  Ike\rquote s strong hands held her firmly, he was still miraculously working her with slow precision\emdash he didn\rquote t want to blow off his liquid love too soon.\par
\tab Olivia wanted it to last, too; using all of her hand she gouged her cunny, bending over more until she was the shape of an \ldblquote L\rdblquote .  Ike was pleased and began pumping into her sex a little faster.  Olivia moaned, her eyes fluttered and she felt her juices flowing down her legs.  Utterances began to flow from her mouth\emdash none were intelligible.\par
\page\tab Ike stepped up his pumping, like a the piston of a locomotive, his grip to her bare hips ever the tighter as he held on to his position.  Olivia somewhat floundered; her nipples enraged she found that she had to tweak them as well to satiate them.  Ike\rquote s powerful thrust ignited a fire within her that had long since been cold.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t care to think of where the ten inches of Ike\rquote s love tool was going, certainly pounding against the back of her womanness.  Ike was good.  Like a locomotive he took time to speed up.  Olivia was already in the throws of an immense orgasm.  She began to spank herself; her blond hair pasted against her face as sweat drenched her body whole.\par
\tab\ldblquote OH GOD!\rdblquote  she cried out, other words were mangled in her throat.  Once more she gripped the counter and hung on.  Her body began to twist; her breasts were pinched against the counter edge and though that usually would have caused some pain, she didn\rquote t care; Ike\rquote s ten incher overwhelmed all pains of distress.\par
\tab Suddenly Ike stopped.  A screeching stop.  His motions, anyway; but inside her cunny she felt his powerful steed pulsing, throbbing.  Was he cumming?  Olivia certainly was.  She was drenched in sweat and her own juices.  Ike\rquote s ass muscles flexed as he strained his manhood DEEP inside her.  His hands smoothed over her ass, reaching around her thin body to grope her womanness then move up to her swollen breasts.\par
\tab His cock surged inside her.  She felt juts of his hot love cream splashing against her.  The powerful thrusting of his magnificent tool was not over; a moment or so after the initial ejaculation and Ike began pumping again.  Olivia didn\rquote t know if she could stand it.\par
\tab Then Ike pulled out!\par
\tab His saucey schlong slapped against her lily white ass cheeks, gouged up and down her crack to poke at her virginal backdoor.  There was no way she was going to take such a massive tool there.  But Ike was cool with that, he slapped Olivia\rquote s ass, humped the cheeks then turned her around.\par
\tab For a long moment they stared into one another\rquote s eyes\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s been a long time, Olivia.\rdblquote\par
\tab Thirty years.\par
\tab They embraced, it was more than a simple friendly hug; it was a hug of passion.  Olivia felt the extreme moistness between her legs, her nipples were still sensitive, too\emdash they pressed against Ike\rquote s body and though she wanted more earnest lovemaking\emdash the embrace was good, too.\par
\page\tab Their lips found one another\rquote s; their tongues lashed together in some sort of fantastic fury\emdash only inciting their illicit love all the more.  Olivia felt Ike\rquote s cock strengthening as it had been pressed against her belly.  Her hands clutched him, squeezed him, \lquote do me\rquote  she conveyed to him, \lquote please, do me hard!\rquote\par
\tab And as if reading her mind, Ike smiled to her.  He gazed into her eyes and there was something there.  Something.  It was more than simple lust, more than just a simple illicit tryst they were sharing.  Love?\par
\tab The moment was fleeting, however, Ike hoisted Olivia up onto the counter scattering its contents to the floor.  He didn\rquote t care.  Olivia opened her legs and Ike took a look at her \ldblquote treasure.\rdblquote   It had been awhile since he had last seen her, of course, they had been mere young\rquote uns at the time.  He smiled as he recalled the first time they had made love\emdash under a bridge, a train trestle.  And just as he was entering her for the first time, the 2:30 Eastbounder roared suddenly above them.  It had frightened the unsuspecting Olivia near to death\emdash but the moment was grand for Ike!\par
\tab Although Ike wanted to waste no time, he moved to his knees.  Olivia had never been touched between her legs by anything but cock (and her fingers\'85)  pursing her lips she tried to relax\emdash but found that Ike\rquote s tongue was as talented as his schlong!  As Ike\rquote s tongue made fanciful laps against her swollen labia she freaked.  A fire was raging a storm thru her sex, she clenched and relaxed and then in a sudden fury grabbed Ike\rquote s hair and began forcing his face against her!\par
\tab Ike grinned all the while, his tongue darted in and out of Olivia\rquote s snatch; nipping the super moist lips, nosing the clit, and working tedious against the whole of her sex pleased him as much as it did her!\par
\tab The talented tongue furiously frolicked into her recess.  Olivia couldn\rquote t stand it, \ldblquote DO ME!\rdblquote  she yelled out.\par
\tab Ike gave the musty snatch a final lick and stood up\'85\par
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\tab The ceiling needed painting.  There was a rafter not lined up with the others.  The ice chest kicked on at five minute intervals.  Olivia\rquote s mind was on fire\emdash so was the rest of her body.  There was no \ldblquote concentrating\rdblquote  on her debt to Ike\rquote s store, her family, a possible career, or anything.  All that mattered was enduring the lust filled afternoon with her cousin.\par
\tab The air was sultry and filled with a musty scent that was sex.  Dirty sex.  Ike\rquote s ten incher plowed deeply into Olivia\rquote s poon, rocking her world to its limit.  Her nails dug into the wooden countertop, her legs about her masterful lover.  And Ike smiled down her\'85\par
\page\tab With each thrust in Olivia felt her body surge with a fiery lust she had never known.  It wasn\rquote t just her nipples that were \ldblquote excited\rdblquote  but the whole of her 36Cs.  Ike fondled them and tweaked the nipples; Olivia was powerless to do anything but take the ride for all it was worth.\par
\tab There, too, was the out-thrust, the sliding out of his masterful cock; moreso it was the anticipation of his \ldblquote thrusting\rdblquote  back into her sex.  His speed had decreased; she felt that there were juts of explosions with about every other inward thrust.  The pivotal moment of their illicit love was close at hand.\par
\tab Ike slowly leaned down, caressing her breasts, squeezing them; his testicle sac scrunched up against her body as every inch of his manhood was stretched within her.  Olivia\rquote s sea blue eyes exploded with fear and awe as her cunny was filled to the maximum.  She tried arching her back, she tried twisting, gyrating, but was virtually powerless and could only lay in a heap of sweat that was sex.\par
\tab Receiving the signal from his loins the power thrustings began to step up.  The moment waited for was close.  But still he tried to lengthen their time together, with each thrust into her he strained his cock; Olivia met his thrusts with her odd body dance.  Their sweat mingled and the apex of their unionship excelled.\par
\tab Olivia began to rock as Ike pumped faster and faster into her.  Their bodies melded as one and they left the counter to roll on the floor and their clothes.  Their hungry mouths came together, too; their tongues tongues gnashing together in an odd symphony of lust and love.\par
\tab The thrustings came to a single thrust with an explosive ending.  Juts of hot man goo spewed into the depths of her cunny.  Olivia\rquote s eyes fluttered as her own juices climaxed into a fantastic crescendo she had never before experienced.  Ike continued pumping, straining, and cumming for two minutes after the initial orgasm.\par
\tab His cock remained within her, slowly returning to a flaccid state of being.  Olivia\rquote s cunt, however, was still tingling.  They lay in a sweaty heap, breathing hard with their illicit lust ebbing like the tide.  Ike finally withdrew, rolling onto his side a jut of cum spewed out of his saucey manhood squirting upwards some inches.  Olivia had no strength, she was sticky and icky; but she lay on the floor of the general store completely satiated from her experience.\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t quite over\'85\par
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Putting fires out\'85\par
\tab Ranger Kara Delong stood vulnerable in the late afternoon, beyond the area birds twittered, squirrels and chipmunks scampered about the boughs of the pines and cedars.  In the area, though, was chaos.  \par
\tab Ranger Dave Trainer stood as naked as his partner; his hands handcuffed behind him.  In his ear he had been warned if he made any trouble\emdash running, fighting back, non-compliance of any sort, he would sorry.  \ldblquote Just like that man on the tree.\rdblquote\par
\tab The \ldblquote man\rdblquote  on the tree languished in his dying agony, his head lolled, blood trickled from his severed testicles.  The \ldblquote madman\rdblquote  whispered more words to Ranger Dave, words that instilled upon the ranger that he had best comply with the madman\rquote s wishes\emdash lest he face worse than having his balls cut off!\par
\tab After Kara had stripped off her clothes and stood nakedly before her partner (then she herself had to strip off HIS clothes) she then followed thru the rest of the madman\rquote s commands\emdash tugging on Dave\rquote s cock, his balls (still attached) and then onto her knees to suck Dave\rquote s dick.\par
\tab Dave wasn\rquote t actually opposed to Kara mouth hugging his prong, but under differing circumstances.  The fright level was too high for him to get a proper boner.  Closing his eyes he tried blotting out the horrible scene that surrounded him along with drowning out the madman\rquote s words\'85\par
\tab Kara was not so much as frightened as she was pissed off.  Like many other citizens of the nation she was adorned with various EMAD detectors; however, none of those worked.  And there was a reason, the madman wasn\rquote t USING an EMAD!\par
\tab Oh he had one, naturally, but it was so subtle it wasn\rquote t detectable.  The \ldblquote madman\rdblquote , Cameron Colter, didn\rquote t overly use his EMAD, he didn\rquote t need to\'85\par
\tab One of the Mission family members moaned, the mother of the family stirred, too.  There was no sign of life from the young boy.  The girls weeped, gurgled blood, and fidgeted in their loose restraints.  The man on the tree still breathed, and bled\'85\par
\tab Kara\rquote s mouth went down on the flaccid penis of her partner, she clutched his nuggets, rubbed his ass, and worked her talented mouth/tongue so as to get her partner HARD.  She didn\rquote t know what would please the madman, if anything, but she was willing to participate and do as told\emdash to do anything to lesson the severity of punishment.\par
\page\tab Kara gobbled dong.  She indicated with a head shake that No, it wasn\rquote t her first time.  She engulfed the prong like a pro; her coal dark hair matted to her sweat laced face; her 28Cs jiggled as she bobbed; her handiwork all enticed Ranger Dave to get stiff.  The situation was still horrid to be sure, but the blowjob overwhelmed that horror and you know nothing beats a blowjob!\par
\tab With her teeth raking along the super sensitive schlong, Dave began to curl his toes, his ass tightened up and though he didn\rquote t want to cum\emdash and no so fast, his partner was good and the blast off point was escalating.  He had heard of such forced copulations before but had never been a part of one.\par
\tab There was no concentrating on anything other than being sucked.  He ran his hands thru the mop of Kara\rquote s thick hair that was matted with sweat (er, perspiration).  His cock slammed into her mouth and he knew it was touching the back of her throat.  But Kara didn\rquote t gag or puke.\par
\tab Finally, with his heart racing, his muscles tensing all over, the plateau of the sexual involvement had been reached.  Gushers of hot goo spewed into Kara\rquote s mouth.  She did make one gag reflex, but otherwise continued slurping on the pulsing dong until she had drained it.  Not a drop slipped out.  She smacked her lips and sat back.  Dave\rquote s one-eyed-monster began to soften, but still pulsed and throbbed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lay down.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kara closed her eyes briefly, she was still not frightened or even horror stricken\emdash just pissed.  But there was no sense if fighting a madman, that much she knew.  She despised it, but laid down as per command, opened her legs and waited.\par
\tab Dave stroked his penis that had only gotten partially softened.  As per command, he \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on Kara, munching her moist cunt.  \lquote shove a finger up her ass!\rquote   \lquote nip her clit!\rquote   \lquote EAT HER OUT!\rquote\par
\tab Dave wasn\rquote t a pro at eating out a girl\rquote s cunt, but he did the best he could and took several minutes before getting Kara aroused.  By then, Dave\rquote s own tool had sprung back to life.  \par
\tab\ldblquote FUCK HER!\rdblquote\par
\tab Kara, though not married, was romantically involved with a forest fire ranger, Dave was married and the father of three.  But the two were in a desperate situation with no resolve.  Compliance was the only means of survival.  Dave slowly eased his pulsing prong into Kara\rquote s swamp box\emdash he felt almost the urge to cum right off as he slithered into her.  Kara, too, tensed up.  She gripped her lover and the two began a tedious five minute romp roll on the ground.\par
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Status unknown\par
\tab\ldblquote Unit Ten, Unit Ten, what\rquote s your status?\rdblquote\par
\tab The radio crackled from the ranger truck repeatedly before an ALL CALL service status went out to all the patrolling trucks.  That would take awhile, Unit 8 reported that Unit 5 was Out of Area on the other side of Breaker Mountain and therefore out of range for a proper signal.  Unit 8 guessed that Unit 10 was also Out of Range.\par
\tab The last reported position of Unit 10 was at the intersection of Williams Rd. and Green Ant Bridge.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Unit Eight, we\rquote re going to go up Williams Rd. and check around.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Base to Unit Eight, ten-four.\rdblquote\par
\tab With Unit Eight at the Green Ant Bridge, their trek up to the 7,000 foot level of Vista Meadows would take about an hour.  Kara couldn\rquote t help but wonder what they would find\'85\par
\tab Judy Mission fussed although she had very little strength to do so.  Her mouth was filled with reoccurring blood from her severed tongue.  Her mind was almost as \ldblquote gone\rdblquote  as was her mother\rquote s.  A man had come to her and had to wrestle with her after undoing her bindings.  Her arms hurt, her legs, and then the rest of her nude body.  The man was insistent and being of more body weight than she and she already spent in energy was easily lain out on the ground and once more sexually assaulted.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck her!\rdblquote  was the simple command from the madman.  Ranger Dave had to think it thru, the nude teenage girl was tied up to a pair of younger girls.  He had to undo their ropes and then lay the girl down.  She had some fight in her but Dave despite having blown an orgasm twice had enough energy to go again.\par
\tab It took a little longer but he managed.\par
\tab One thing helped, about mid way thru he took in the nude teen he was forced to fuck; she was pretty.  He guessed her to be about sixteen, her pussy had been abused, but it still satisfied Dave\rquote s lustful cock.  When he stopped humping the distraught girl he was put back in motion when he attention was directed to look to the girls, one of the young girls had her pretty blond head wrenched back and the nude madman had a bloodied hunting knife at her throat.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck her or she bleeds, real good.\rdblquote\par
\tab It took Dave a little while to get back into the rhythm; his eyes focused on the hurt face of the one he put it to; her mouth was bloody, she spewed blood as she tried to talk.  She finally relented and lay still.\par
\page\tab An orgasm is an orgasm.  Dave Trainer unleashed a massive wad of hot man spunk; not only did his toes curl but so did his hair!  His entire body shuddered as juts of hot monkey spunk splashed into the teenage girl\rquote s body.  On his own he fucked well for the finale, straining and gyrating about to get every ounce of enjoyment from the deed regardless.\par
\tab Whether or not Judy Mission got anything from the fuck was not clear.  (and the madman didn\rquote t care\'85)\par
\tab Dave rolled off of the girl, heaving and sweating all over.  His cock was in dire desensitation, his balls ached, then every fiber of his being was like being on fire.  He needed time, lots of time to recover.\par
\tab He was allowed five minutes.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take her, too.\rdblquote   \par
\tab Dave stared at the strange mad man, \lquote take her\rquote  was indicated to one of the other naked girls, but she was no more than fourteen.  Dave had morals.  He shook his head.  The madman smiled and Dave didn\rquote t like the way the man smiled.  His attention then was drawn to the drawn blade at the youngest girl\rquote s throat\emdash a strong trickle of blood began to sputter from her throat.\par
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\tab With Jolene on her back, legs pushed out, her pretty head thrashing side to side in her torment, Ranger Dave Trainer eased his softened cock into her well fucked cunny.  The situation was too horrid and prevented a \ldblquote good\rdblquote  insertion.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Suck them titties!\rdblquote  the madman barked.\par
\tab That helped, some, Dave engulfed one of the teenage girl\rquote s young mounds giving some strength to his cock.  His hands, too, roamed up and down the nude girl\rquote s body, cupping her ass and whatever else could be done in order to get a \ldblquote stiffy.\rdblquote\par
\tab When he came again, there was just one jut of cum.  When Dave pulled out there was another.  A long sticky non-milky jet of nut juice squirted out up along Jolene\rquote s body.  Dave had never seen his cum in the non-milky white stage.  His cock was in extreme agony.  He lay off on the ground curling up trying to console himself.\par
\tab He was given a precious ten minutes\'85\par
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\tab Jennifer thrashed madly but had no strength whatsoever.  She sputtered blood from her missing tongue and was highly frightened.  A long slit of some inches gushed blood, too, at her throat.  Squatting beside them the madman held a package of bandages from the ranger truck\rquote s first aid kit.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Fuck her and you can have these.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dave had no more \ldblquote fuck\rdblquote  left in him.  He lay on the ten year old, his flaccid prick languishing against the girl\rquote s quim.  The air about him smelled, reeking of sweat and blood and sex sweat.  \par
\tab Jennifer held her legs back, sobbed and wept, and bled.  Dave sat up with his aching flaccid penis gouging up and down the girl\rquote s broken cunny.  It wasn\rquote t getting hard.  \par
\tab Suddenly, up from behind Dave came Kara.  She gripped her partner\rquote s cock, fondled his balls, caressed his ass, and pressed her adequate titties against his sweat-dirt encrusted back.\par
\tab\ldblquote Close your eyes.\rdblquote  she cooed.\par
\tab Dave closed his eyes and tried to calm himself as Kara not only had a talented mouth, but her hand & fingers, too!  Within a minute or so she had the man\rquote s average manhood stiff enough for young girl penetration.  And it was Kara herself who worked his cock into Jennifer\rquote s ten year old cunt.  When he was half way in he flexed his ass (muscles) and began humping on his own.\par
\tab Kara remained behind him caressing his ass.\par
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\tab More than \ldblquote five\rdblquote  or \ldblquote ten\rdblquote  minutes was going to be needed if Dave was to fuck anyone else.  He wasn\rquote t sure that he had come although he had achieved some sort of sexual plateau suggesting that he had.  He knew that the young girl beneath him hadn\rquote t\'85\par
\tab He humped a little longer in the girl\rquote s cunny before pulling out and rolling onto his backside.  It felt like a long-long healthy piss was exploding from his dick.  Laying in a heap he began to go mindless.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lick her clean.\rdblquote\par
\tab The command was just as horrid as any other vile command given by the madman.  But Kara closed her eyes and \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  onto the freshly fucked ten year old.  There was blood and cum and after just a couple of minutes there was a clean glistening cunt for all to see.\par
\tab The same trick was applied to the girl\rquote s sisters, Jolene and Judy.\par
\tab With Ranger Dave out of action, madman Cameron stood with a massive hard cock saluting before Kara.  No command was needed, she gripped with both hands the massive tool and gobbled it.  A brief thought crossed her mind\emdash she could bite off the end of the man\rquote s cock.  That would incapacitate him surely.  But it was a brief thought and she sucked his cock several minutes before a gusher load of spunk spewed down her throat.\par
\page\tab The madman grinned.  Taking her by the hair he skull fucked her, humping her head vigorously, scrunching his balls up tight as if it were in her pussy.  \par
\tab\ldblquote You suck real good.\rdblquote  \par
\tab\ldblquote Thank you, Master.\rdblquote\par
\tab Cameron smiled, closed his eyes and returned to her mouth.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Unit Eight to Base!  Unit Eight to Base!  You gotta send help, get the Guard up here, get EVERYBDOY up here!\rdblquote\par
\tab Ranger Rodney and Ranger Bert had seen a lot of awful things in their time in the service of the forestry department\emdash usually the burnt out remains of those who not been able to escape a fire.  But scene around them at Vista Meadows was one they would never forget.\par
\tab Sprawled over a nearby boulder was a nude woman; her nipples and clit had been removed; pushed into her bloodied vagina which looked like it had been dry shaven, was a severed penis.  In her mouth, which was sewn shut and missing a tongue, a man\rquote s severed testicle sac.\par
\tab On a picnic table lay a teenage girl about sixteen; like the woman, her mother, her nipples and clitoris had been removed and jammed up into her cunny was a penis, belonging to a young boy\emdash her brother.  Her vagina like her mother\rquote s lips were sewn shut encasing the testicles.  Her mouth was not sewn, but like her mother, missing a tongue.\par
\tab On the ground by the picnic table two girls, sisters, lay in a 69 position; another man\rquote s penis in her mouth, which was sewn to keep the severed member inside as it was with the \ldblquote head\rdblquote  poking out.  Below her a young girl had testicles in her sewn mouth.  Both had their nipples and clits; but not their minds.  They were tied securely together with a tied yellow nylon rope tight up between their legs, wrapped about their necks and chests/breasts.\par
\tab A twelve year old boy minus his boy parts was found out in the meadow.  He had bled to death, his throat had been slit but mostly he had bled to his death from the severing his cock and balls.\par
\tab Ranger Dave was secured to a tree, his Man Parts severed; he, too, had bled to his death.  Beside him miraculously was the father of the family, John Mission.  No tongue, no cock and balls, no mind.  Only his girls had survived the assault, but with their minds so horrifically assaulted there was no description possible.\par
\tab And where was Ranger Kara?\par
\page Another stain\par
\tab Twenty-one holes\par
\tab Twenty-one holes to fill.\par
\tab Twenty-one holes to fill with cum.\par
\tab His cum.  Holes as young as nine to early forty.\par
\tab Pussy  Mouth   Asshole  \par
\tab From young Jennifer Jobber to his own Mother!\par
\tab Allen was going to be a busy guy!\par
\tab Thrown in with his Mom\rquote s friend, Allen Jough fit right in, willingly.  He had no qualms about sinking his hard prong into nine year old Jennifer.  She had been well fucked and could easily take his meaty fuckstick.  He wasn\rquote t even embarrassed to prance about naked, slapping his cock against this girl and that.  His only embarrassment was from having to screw his Mom in front of everyone.\par
\tab But other than that he was cool\'85\par
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\tab Jennifer Jobber was giddy\emdash but very comfortable with her nudity.  And though at nine years young, the girl looked twelve; her breasts were soft supple mounds that were budding virtually more and more every day.  Her happy-go-lucky attitude was her charm; her smile and beautiful eyes also added to her overall uniqueness.  And at nine years young she was just beginning to sprout poon pie hair.  \par
\tab Allen firstly went down on the girl; she laid out on a coffee table in the living room that was cushioned with blankets and sofa cushions.  Everyone of Mack\rquote s crew was present.  Amberly sat in among them, naked and only a little uncomfortable.  She watched her young son \ldblquote go down\rdblquote  on the nine year old\emdash he did so without any hesitation whatsoever she noted\'85\par
\tab Jennifer giggled, twisted her body, and pumped her poon into the teen boy\rquote s face.  \par
\tab\lquote James, go straddled Jennifer\rquote s face,\rquote  Mack Minded to James Lorren, \ldblquote put your balls in her mouth, jack your cock.\rquote\par
\tab The boy obediently obeyed, as he had the first time he was Minded to, to engage immorally with his best friend, Brian.  \par
\tab Jennifer had no problem taking James\rquote  testicle sac, she clutched at the boy\rquote s soft smooth ass and devoured his testicles.  James \ldblquote jacked himself\rdblquote  all the while Allen Jough continued slurping on Jen\rquote s smooth virtually hairless cunt.\par
\page\tab\lquote Kathy, come suck James\rquote  cock.\rquote\par
\tab Jennifer\rquote s mother, Kathleen scrambled up from her sitting place and moved to the coffee table without hesitation.  Mack was still trying to figure the mother out; a mother, a Christian woman, a morally just woman.  But she had long teetered on the see-saw of pursuing her lust; she had staved off engaging immorally with her children, Jennifer and Nathan, but the lust thrived within her.  With Mack\rquote s help it was let loose.\par
\tab Gripping James\rquote  cock the woman smiled, her thick rich dark curly hair, bouncing 36B \ldblquote betty\rquote s\rdblquote  pleased Mack, and every other boy who saw her.  She was in her thirties but looked much younger\emdash much younger.  \par
\tab A grip, a squeeze, and then down she went on the boy\rquote s erect prong.  Jennifer munched on the boy\rquote s balls, rubbed his ass and brought the boy to a quick orgasm.  Kathy had only sucked three or four times before cum squirted into her mouth.  Jennifer\rquote s legs had begun to flail about as Allen\rquote s tongue work to her gash tantalized her to her own orgasm.\par
\tab Kathy sucked and sucked, James\rquote  cock only softened slightly.  Jennifer had a serious vapor lock on the teen\rquote s balls; his cock sucked to the extreme, the girl naked beneath being eaten out put the boy into orgasmic orbit.  Then Kathleen shoved a finger into his rectum\'85\par
\tab Allen\rquote s tongue grew weary of the tunnel diving, he lapped all about the girl\rquote s naked poon, sucking and nipping the \ldblquote lips\rdblquote , driving into the recess of her crevice until the pivotal moment came whereupon he drove his dick into the girl for a very satisfying fuck.\par
\tab Young Jennifer made muffling sounds as Allen\rquote s prong slid into her cunny.  At first her young body tightened up at the invasion, but as the young teen slithered all the way into her she relaxed and wrapped her legs about the boy\rquote s pumping waist.  \par
\tab Kathleen sucked all the cum out of James\rquote  cock, swallowed and then sat back to look upon her naked child.  She had no qualms about her being naked OR being fucked.  Mack, though, wasn\rquote t sure if he had anything to do with it or was it nipped with his involvement with them?  \par
\tab\lquote James, you can leave now.\rquote\par
\tab The teen got up and stumbled back to where he had been sitting.\par
\tab\lquote Kathy, squat over Jennifer\rquote s face.\rquote\par
\tab Kathy again didn\rquote t hesitate and positioned herself over her young daughter\rquote s face.  She laid down to watch the \ldblquote in and out\rdblquote  action of Allen\rquote s cock into Jennifer\rquote s cunt; when the prong slipped out she gripped it and sucked it then guided it back into the cock pleasing poon.\par
\page\tab Jennifer licked her mother\rquote s hairless cunt, Mack liked his bitches hairless.  Caressing Kathy\rquote s ass he himself parted her cheeks, Jennifer helped hold the cheeks open and into the mother\rquote s corn chute he went.  Kathy made a sharp moan as Mack\rquote s massive fuck stick eased into her dark recess.  Her body trembled all over and she peed some onto Jennifer\rquote s face.\par
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\tab All present watched as the sex on the coffee table went into extra innings.  It looked as though Mack had cum but he pulled out, no ejaculate there was; he smacked Kathy\rquote s ass and then jammed his swollen member back into her poop chute.  Allen\rquote s cock kept popping out of Jennifer\rquote s cunt but was quickly put back in\emdash after a brief suck job from Jennifer\rquote s mother.\par
\tab Finally the two Fuckers had reached their goal.  Allen came first.  His juices blasted into Jennifer\rquote s gash coating her entire inner cunny.  After some serious straining, trembling, shuddering he pulled out\emdash only to be fully gobbled on by Kathleen.\par
\tab From out of Kathleen\rquote s asshole Mack\rquote s smoldering schlong escaped.  Juts of hot sticky cum squirted onto her gaping rim, more squirted onto her cheeks, pussy, and daughter\rquote s forehead.\par
\tab Scooting back on his knees he looked over his crew,\par
\tab\lquote Brian, come here, clean her hole.\rquote\par
\tab The boy(friend) of James hesitated but obeyed.  Although there was an original desire in him before Mack\rquote s intervention to be naughty with another guy, he had always held it in reserve and kept it to himself.  Then with Mack\rquote s intervention, the boy was let loose and bolstered up to engage in his gay side.  With Mack, the boy somewhat willing enjoyed slurping on his friend\rquote s cock, taking it in the ass, sucking balls, drinking cum, bathing in cum, being spanked by his naked friend (James), and so much more.  Engaging in such gay frolics with anyone else, though, was a toughie.\par
\tab Up to Kathleen\rquote s glory hole reeking with funk and cum the boy closed his eyes and began licking the clenching rim clean.  He masturbated as he did so.  \par
\tab\lquote Come here, honey, suck Brian\rquote s cock.\rquote\par
\tab Eleven year old Anna Meese the video arcade champion of her county crawled over on her hands and knees.  She hesitated a moment\emdash mostly that moment was spent watching as the boy licked the cum stained butt hole.  She then bobbed her curly blond head down onto Brian\rquote s cock and sucked him.\par
\tab\lquote Nolan, take her from behind.\rquote\par
\page\tab The girl\rquote s partner who had been taken at the same time saddled up behind her.  His young thirteen year old cock was already stiff and he began poking her asshole.  He had a choice, pussy or asshole.  It was so noted that given the choice, Nolan most often choice to fuck a girl\rquote s asshole.\par
\tab So it was quite the scene; on the coffee table lay Jennifer; at her pussy was Allen finishing up being sucked on by Kathleen.  At Kathleen\rquote s ass was Brian licking her cum laden hole clean.  Sucking his dick was Anna.  Fucking Anna\rquote s ass was her friend, Nolan.\par
\tab Mack was well pleased.\par
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To the last drop\par
\tab Although it was a given that Kathleen Anne Jobber had been well fucked, WELL FUCKED, young Allen Jough found pleasure in drilling her womanly cunny just the same.  Her pussy wasn\rquote t \ldblquote tight-tight\rdblquote  but it was pleasing to his pumping cock just the same.  Looking upon her nude body helped, too\emdash along with the fine nude girls scattered about awaiting their turn on the table.\par
\tab For Allen, he was good for 3 to 4 good cum fucks, then he was drained and then some and worthless for a fuck for several hours thereafter.  He showered and laid out on his bed to recover.  It was the three young teen boys along with Allen who took turns drilling Kathleen on the coffee table; thirteen year old Nolan enjoyed himself after Allen.  After Allen had successfully creamed a load and then some into Kathleen\rquote s cunny he moved up to titty fuck her.  Kathleen clenched his butt and gobbled whole his saucey cock.\par
\tab Surprisingly Allen made another ejaculation, a major squirt of his love cream splashed in quick juts into her mouth, squirting directly down into her throat.  Kathleen squeezed every drop from his balls and then the boy turned about, dropping his sweaty musty nuggets into her mouth, laying down her body watching as Nolan fucked his fill into her cunt.\par
\tab When Nolan had and was subsequently creaming off in large doses of squirts; he pulled out after shooting some into Kathy\rquote s twat.  The rest went onto and into Allen\rquote s face and mouth.  The boy went down and gobbled Nolan\rquote s squirting prick.  For Allen\rquote s mother in the nude audience it was the first time she had witnessed him doing such a thing.  The boy lay still on Kathleen while he sucked all the juices out of Nolan\rquote s cock.  Another boy, Brian, came up to poke Allen\rquote s ass and fuck him to completion.  Allen\rquote s mother had mixed feelings about the situation.\par
\page\tab Allen, though, didn\rquote t seem to mind.  But his dick had done it\rquote s all.  After Brian had fucked his asshole and Kathleen had licked it clean, he left.  He showered and then crashed on his bed.  The fucking of Kathleen in the living room went on\'85\par
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\tab After James took his turn dancing his prick into Kathy\rquote s cunt, straddling her chest for his titty fuck, Mack took his turn.  James, Brian, and Nolan were like Allen\emdash worn out.  They showered and crashed leaving Mack to finish up.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t mind.  He gave Kathleen the fuck of her life\emdash which was every time he sank his masterful prong into her.  When he had cum in her his cock and balls were coated.  His cock remained cunt ramming hard as he pulled out\emdash for a moment it languished on her swamp box, pulsing and throbbing, squirting its life giving juices.  Every muscle of the man\rquote s body was detailed, no one the wiser of his bionic implants.  \par
\tab After Mack had gotten his titty fuck, he stood (on wobbly legs) as he directed young Shanna McCain to come slurp some cum\emdash from Kathy\rquote s cunt.  There was a lot of cum to slurp, though, so she only had to lap the womanly poon a couple of minutes.  Thereafter she crawled up to straddle the woman\rquote s face and be tongued out.\par
\tab Jane and Elaine followed with Jennifer noshing lastly.  After each girl had licked poon and before they moved up to have their own cunnies licked, they sucked on Mack\rquote s massive dong\emdash and it was Jennifer who got him to cum one last time!\par
\tab Talented was this girl, she drained his lizard to the last drop.\par
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See what you like?  Like what you see\par
\tab Like most boys, teen boys especially, Allen J liked girls.  Teen girls, little girls, older girls before they were classified as \ldblquote women\rdblquote  and then the good looking women from the print ads, tv, and movies.  After he had recovered he and Mack struck off for a day of \'85\par
\tab\ldblquote The Reynolds live, no kids.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Any grandkids?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Never seen any.  They aren\rquote t very social.\rdblquote\par
\tab Next up was, \ldblquote The Hamerstiens live here, they\rquote ve got a kid, a guy, he\rquote s in high school.  We talk sometimes.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mack perused the quaint street, large oaks all over with a mixture of other assorted trees and shrubs.  There was a center divider filled with shrubs and grass.\par
\tab All the homes were in pretty good shape, modern era of circa 1960.  Medium sized front yards with decent larger backyards.  Not \ldblquote well manicured\rdblquote  lawns, but not overgrown, either.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mr. and Ms. Emerson live here, couple old geezers.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Grandkids?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, every once in awhile--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote How old?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote The girl is about ten, the boy couple years younger.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mack smiled and made a mental note.\par
\tab\ldblquote Samantha Rhichards lives here,\rdblquote  Allen said slowing his pace.  The house was a quaint blow siding home, one-car attached garage with a Volvo in the drive.  Roses lines the perimeter of the smallish yard, a water fountain feature adorned about dead center.\par
\tab\ldblquote She a hottie?\rdblquote  Mack asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, she ride a bike a lot, got these skin tight dancer things she wears, no panties!\rdblquote\par
\tab Mack smiled and made another mental note.\par
\tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s here?\rdblquote  Mack asked as they came up to a plain white home with green trim.\par
\tab\ldblquote Rebecca Fullhouse.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mack narrowed his eyes, then his bionic eye.  In a rear bedroom \ldblquote Rebecca\rdblquote  lay clothed on a bed of yellow print.  On the bed with her was a lovely young six year old girl, also clothed.  Mack zeroed in for a closer looksee\'85\par
\tab The child had lovely golden hair, lots of curls and body.  Yellow ribbons adorned her hair.  She was a sweet looking thing, average in all dimensions.  There were no shoes or socks on her feet, she wore yellow pants, a white shirt with flowers and bees all over if and a half yellow jacket.\par
\tab The woman, Rebecca, caressed the girl, first her cheek and then down the length of her small body.  Lovely shoulder length auburn hair, heavy bangs, high cheek bones, small dainty nose.  She looked serious, small lips, 32Bs with a nice butt. \par
\tab Slowly the woman put her hand right on the apparently sleeping girl\rquote s crotch.  Not a stir there was from the girl\emdash and her eyes were wide open, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote She got kids?\rdblquote  Mack asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not that I know, she aint married, but gots a boyfriend who comes around sometimes on a Harley.\rdblquote\par
\tab Returning his attention to the bedroom, Mack ultra zeroed in on the woman\rquote s hand, her fingers.  There were simple rings, normal girlie type things women liked to wear.  No engagement or wedding band.\par
\tab Rebecca\rquote s hand moved up the girl\rquote s body, up under her shirt.\par
\tab Mack was highly intrigued.\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t cool to be standing out in broad daylight on a sidewalk, \lquote specially when he was new to the neighborhood.\par
\tab\ldblquote This place got an alley?\rdblquote\par
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\tab It took several minutes to ease down the rest of the block, then up to the alley, then down the alley to the Fullhouse home.  With the heavy foliage and trash can cubicles the two Sneaks had no trouble in being stealthy and unseen.\par
\tab Mack didn\rquote t know what he had missed during the few minutes it took to get back, but not a lot had transpired.  Focusing his unique eyepiece he once more zeroed in on action in the bedroom.\par
\tab The cute little girl was topless.\par
\tab Hmmmm\par
\tab Rebecca positioned herself at the feet of the young girl, ran her hands up her legs and then undone the yellow pants\rquote  buttons.  Mack found it was very interesting.  \par
\tab It got more so when Rebecca pulled down the girl\rquote s pants and deposited them over the side of the bed.  No yellow panties, but simple white ones (with duckies!)  Rebecca parted the girl\rquote s legs and ran her fingers all over the front area of the sleeping/stunned girl\rquote s private area.  At six, the child didn\rquote t have much\emdash but to Rebecca Mack noted she seemed to be enamored.\par
\tab Slowly the woman tugged the child\rquote s panties off.\par
\tab For a moment nothing more, she clutched the girl\rquote s panties and seemed to be lost in the thought.  Then the undies were cast off and Rebecca began \ldblquote casting off\rdblquote  her OWN clothes.\par
\tab Mack was more than intrigued.\par
\tab With each article of clothing removed, Rebecca paused.  She stood topless seemingly staring at the young nude girl on her bed; then with a slow process she lowered her semi-tight jeans and stood in a pair of lovely pink bikini panties.  Mack was no longer intrigued but captivated.\par
\page\tab After another pause and the woman Mack guessed to be in her late 20s lowered her panties.  Stepping out of her panties and pants she stood strikingly tall at least 6 foot.  A trim body, nice hips, fantastic boobs, and a great ass.  She moved back onto the bed, caressed the girl\rquote s legs and then \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her!\par
\tab She did!\par
\tab Mack was spellbound.  \par
\tab (See, it aint always the guys!)\par
\tab Becca\rquote s tongue lashed madly about at first, licking all over the girl\rquote s young naked hairless poon.  Then it slowed to lick the crevice, her hands opening the girl\rquote s legs, positioning her up some to engulf the whole of the girl\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab For more than a minute she engulfed the young pussy, it was obvious that her tongue lolled within, her hands clamped tight to the girl\rquote s butt and by her actions, Mack deduced that Rebecca Fullhouse was horny.\par
\tab A car came down the alley temporarily distracting Mack.  The car passed, Mack returned his attention to the bedroom\emdash and found something new!  A young boy was in the room, he was about seven or eight, and clothed.  For the moment.\par
\tab A conversation was taking place, what was said was not known.  The boy looked a little sleepy.  He pulled off his rumbled green tee-shirt then pushed down his pants and underwear.  Stepping out of them he came up to the bed and then onto it.  His young blue eyes though sleepy took in the nude girl on the bed and the nude woman.  The nude woman put her fingers about the boy\rquote s pud and began tugging on it.\par
\tab It didn\rquote t take long before the \ldblquote pud\rdblquote  stiffened.\par
\tab Becca, too, caressed the boy\rquote s ass and then had he stand on the bed before her.  She took his pud into her mouth and sucked him, engulfing his hairless nads as well.  She kept a tight grip on his tender butt and greatly enjoyed herself immensely.\par
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\tab After several minutes of sucking the boy was turned about and positioned onto the still sleeping girl (who\rquote s eyes were open still.)  Becca held the still child\rquote s legs open while the young nude boy glided his slicked up pud up and down the girl\rquote s gash.  Soon, though, he was making vaginal entry.\par
\tab At last there was some facial expressions from the still girl, Rebecca lay beside and seemed to be cooing to her, caressing her face and whispering to her.  She also caressed the boy\rquote s ass, encouraging him to continue his progress.  Which he did.\par
\page\tab The little boy fucked the little girl.  His \ldblquote progress\rdblquote  was slow and many times his little pud slipped out.  Rebecca squeezed his buttocks, caressed each cheek in small circles, then dug fingers into his crack.  The boy continued humping with the little girl beneath him showing extremes signs of distress.\par
\tab The little girl finally had a name as Mack described the scene to Allen.  \ldblquote Stephanie.\rdblquote   Rebecca Fullhouse\rquote s niece.  The boy he didn\rquote t know.\par
\tab Stephanie flailed about on the bed but not to the point whereas she was uncontrollable.  She cried and twisted her young nude body, but otherwise her legs remained open and her lover remained steadfast fucking her.\par
\tab For another few minutes anyways.\par
\tab Thereafter he sat up and masturbated.  It was his turn to be distressed as there was a coating of \ldblquote blood\rdblquote  on his dick and on the girl\rquote s pussy.  Rebecca escorted him into the bathroom in the hallway.  Mack watched as she washed off the boy\rquote s cock and balls.  She hugged him, squeezed his butt and then toyed with his pud.\par
\tab After a few minutes of this the boy said something and seemed antsy about it.  Rebecca grinned, patted his butt and rinsed out the washcloth.  She left the bathroom and went back to Stephanie.\par
\tab Stephanie though distressed hadn\rquote t moved off the bed.  She had twisted and flailed her little arms and legs, but hadn\rquote t set up or swung her legs up off the bed.  Rebecca came in and wiped off her pussy, then went down on it again for a couple of minutes of cunt munching.\par
\tab The boy in the bathroom was on the toilet.\par
\tab When he had finished he returned to the bedroom, lingering at the door, rubbing his cock as he watched the antics on the bed.  Rebecca sat up, tweaked her own nipples and began fingering herself between her legs.  Smacking her lips she sat on the bed and seemed to Mack to be in great a height of sexual ah.\par
\tab A few minutes later and she was sucking on the fingers that had been between her legs.  She took those fingers down to the still twisting child on her bed and began making dutiful penetration.  Stephanie tightened up her little body and was quiet and quite still for all the while she was probed.  Then she was rolled over.  Her Aunt took several precious minutes of caressing her ass, parting the cheeks, and then delving her tongue into her niece\rquote s crack.\par
\tab At the door the young boy caressed his pud.\par
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and then what happened?\par
\tab And then, spreading Steph\rquote s cheeks, Rebecca coaxed the boy \ldblquote Coby\rdblquote  to the bed.  He took up positioned and placed his boy tool to the fingered funk hole.  Stephanie wasn\rquote t cool with it and fussed.  For her fussing she was smacked HARD on the ass.\par
\tab Coby didn\rquote t seem to be able to make dutiful entry\emdash so Rebecca lubed the boy\rquote s prong with a generous slathering of petroleum jelly-grease.  A dab was applied as well to Steph\rquote s asshole.\par
\tab Penetration the second go round was easier.\par
\tab Rebecca clamped her hand to the boy\rquote s ass seemingly helping him with the humping\emdash but it appeared as though the boy was quite capable of managing the butt hump on his own.\par
\tab He was too young to \ldblquote cum\rdblquote  but he seemed to experience something of an orgasm.  When he pulled back from his butt hump Rebecca went down on the boy\rquote s pud sucking him wholly and fully.\par
\tab The boy liked.\par
\tab Mack liked\emdash a lot.\par
\tab\ldblquote I cant take much more of this!\rdblquote  Mack commented.  He made a mental note of the place and the two moved on.\par
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Next?\par
\tab Three houses down and in the next block, still in the alleyway, Darla Cummings was out in her backyard putting up laundry to air dry.  She was a lovely-lovely girl of merely nine; her color seemed to be \ldblquote purple\rdblquote  and any shade there of.  She wore a nice grape colored knit shirt with small lavender flowers all over.  Her smallish breasts were much like two aspirin on an ironing board.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ooooh-de-lawdy!\rdblquote  whispered Allen to Mack. \par
\tab The young girl with raven dark hair seemed happy, chipper, and none the wiser she was being secretly ogled.  Light purple breeches she wore with matching open toes sandals.  She was a cutey!  \par
\tab\ldblquote Bet she\rquote s a virgin!\rdblquote  smirked Allen.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, maybe.\rdblquote   then, \ldblquote wanna find out?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Works for me!\rdblquote\par
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\tab The little girl wasn\rquote t home alone, of course; her mother and brother were home.  Both came out with a laundry load each\emdash sheets and towels mostly.  The boy was nice looking, about ten or eleven.\par
\page\tab The woman wasn\rquote t bad looking, either; blond hair and not dark like her son and daughter; very trim, off-white pants, white undershirt with a flowery base thin cotton jacket.  A nice set of hooters, a great face that Mack saw his cum dripping on\'85\par
\tab She hung up some things and then returned to the house.  Mack waited.  As soon as the woman had gone in the kids started goofing off as per kids do when adults aren\rquote t around\emdash well, adults they don\rquote t see!\par
\tab Using his unique \ldblquote inner sight\rdblquote  Mack checked to see where the woman was in the house.  \par
\tab On the toilet.  A simple pee or a quick crap.  After her toilet business completed she stood before the mirror over the sink fussing with her hair before scurrying out to answer the phone.  By her actions it was someone she knew and knew well, she laughed and seemed very cheery.\par
\tab Mack returned his attention to the kids\'85\par
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\tab\lquote Come to the gate, unlock it.\rquote\par
\tab A security check was made all around; high fences, shrubs, ivy, trees, and single story homes.  Mack and Allen slipped into the backyard, scooting along to come up behind the backyard shed.  There was the remains of an attempted small garden; gardener\rquote s tools, crates of this and that, tomato cages, planter boxes.  The shed was wood, 12 by 8 and built up against the fence running the length of the property.  There was \ldblquote space\rdblquote  behind the shed with only one opening\'85\par
\tab The girl, Shannon, was eight, soon to be nine in four months.  She smelled of orchids to Mack for some reason.  Beautiful little face, darling eyes, a sweet smile, straight-white teeth.  Her brother was ten, soon to be eleven in six months.  Dark loose hair, kind of bashful, awkward, knee length odd color brown pants.  His name was Shane.\par
\tab\lquote Shane, you like seeing your sister in her underwear?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Yes.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Does she LET you see her in her underwear?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Yes.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Does she see YOU in YOUR underwear?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Yes.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Do you see each other without your underwear on, like naked?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Yes.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Are you and your sister nasty with each other?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Sometimes.\rquote\par
\tab Hmmmm\par
\page\tab Sometimes they streaked about nakedly up and down the hall; when their Mother was sleeping and their Daddy hadn\rquote t come home from work yet.  It was just a game and not on the sexual level.  They were only at the \ldblquote gawking\rdblquote  stage, both watched the other \ldblquote peeing\rdblquote  and even \ldblquote pooping\rdblquote !  as close in age as they were when they had been growing up they had indeed bathed and slept together.\par
\tab Mack was too pent up for further probing of their minds.  \par
\tab\lquote Slide your pants down, sweetie.\rquote  he cooed into Shannon\rquote s mind.\par
\tab Shannon complied without hesitation revealing her lavender panties with flowers all over them.  Allen moaned and whipped out his dick stroking it.  Mack continued, Minding to the girl to slid her panties down.  She did so.  Her brother followed suit taking his pants and undies down.  Then the real fun began\'85\par
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\tab Shannon choked as the massive fuck tool entered her mouth.  She sputtered and began show signs of upsettedness.  Mack cooed to her, caressing her face and gently still applying pressure to the back of her pretty little head\emdash working her mouth as if it were a snake swallowing prey.\par
\tab Allen meanwhile had the girl\rquote s brother nude, totally, and on all fours.  Periodically he poked his head around the side of the shed to check the status of the kids\rquote  mother.  Mack could see that she was still on the phone.\par
\tab Mack began to pump into the stricken girl\rquote s mouth, he was only partially in.  Beside him young Allen shoved his bone up the boy\rquote s ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote I think we ought to take these two home with us.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mack nodded.\par
\tab Allen was cool with that.  He checked the girl who had peed while she was fucked in the mouth\emdash he definitely wanted to bust the girl\rquote s cherry.  Mack did, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote How?\rdblquote  Allen asked wisely.\par
\tab Mack continued pumping, pulled out to hump the girl\rquote s face; juts of his love cream squirted onto her pretty face with a great deal of his mess in her hair.  It was only the beginning.\par
\tab Squatting to his knees he embraced the girl, squeezing her young body, cupping her delicious soon to be fucked ass.  Beside them her brother cried out in anguish as fifteen year Allen Jough shoved his meatstick into the boy\rquote s virgin rectum.\par
\tab The boy\rquote s cry of alarm alerted his mother\'85\par
\page Farts in the wind\par
\tab The knot in his stomach tightened, so did his balls.  This was not good.  \ldblquote Uh, wh-what the fu-, uh, what\rquote s going on?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Sorry to disturb you, sir,\rdblquote  said the police officer, \ldblquote have you been in your room all night?\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben licked his lips and tried not to appear as nervous as he did.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, uh, yeah, yes, yes I have, I\rquote m\emdash I\rquote m Reverend Ben Wiccked, I\rquote m here on business, I was studying and--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Have you heard or seen anything outside your room that might have been suspicious?\rdblquote  the officer continued.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suspicious?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Noises, sounds of a struggle?\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben looked shocked, blinked his eyes and noted the hotel night manager nervous.  \par
\tab\ldblquote No, no I-I haven\rquote t seen or heard anything.  May I ask what is going on?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote A young girl was assaulted earlier.  She doesn\rquote t remember her attacker, she was found in the ice machine down the hall--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh my!\rdblquote  blurted Ben, \ldblquote Is there anything I can do to help, I\rquote m a minister to her if she need--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s been taken to the hospital--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And the one who did this?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re checking all the rooms on this floor, he may have used an EMAD.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben looked forlorn, \ldblquote Those things are a menace!\rdblquote  he proclaimed factly.\par
\tab The officer nodded then brought out a device of his own, \ldblquote I\rquote m sorry, sir,\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote but I have to check this room.\rdblquote  \par
\tab en looked perplexed, \ldblquote Check, check for what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote An Electronic Mind Device.\rdblquote  he was told.\par
\tab\ldblquote Officer, I assure, there is no EMAD thing here, I do not condone such--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I know, sir, but I wouldn\rquote t be doing my job very well if I didn\rquote t do this.\rdblquote  and without another word he began making the room \ldblquote check.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben stood nervously trying not to appear so.  The room wasn\rquote t large, the desk, the bed, the open closet, the bathroom.  \par
\tab The bathroom.\par
\page\tab The beefy well armed well trained police officer made a slow sweep of the room\rquote s outer area, then paused at the bathroom.  Ben\rquote s balls tightened up; his toes curled.  The door to the room was left open\emdash could he possibly make a dash out?\par
\tab If so\emdash then what?  Where to go?  He was far away from Leeann, far away from places he knew to hide.\par
\tab\ldblquote All clear!\rdblquote  the officer declared.  He nodded his head to both Ben and the manager.  Ben felt his legs beginning to go.  The officer went out the room door without another word and on to the next room.  The manager apologized and left as well.  Ben shut and locked the door, double locking it.  He slid down the door and wept.\par
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More stains\'85\par
\tab A busy day lay ahead\emdash busy busy.  After collecting himself, he collected his things and vacated the room\emdash choosing another hotel room further away.  He was sure, though, that if the powers that be powerful wanted to find him, they could.\par
\tab He fretted some about \ldblquote fingerprints.\rdblquote\par
\tab Security cameras.\par
\tab His cum stains (left on the girl\rquote s body.)\par
\tab Her name was Jenny\emdash Jennifer.  She was going to be okay but there were a lot of questions about how the sexual assault had happened.  It had been learned that after some sort of argument with her parents at a local eatery she had left.  She had come to the room her parents had at the hotel but had no keycard.  Why her parents didn\rquote t come until the wee hours of the morning was up to them.\par
\tab Ben busied himself with his work, calling home to talk to his girls.  When Leeann got on the line he was nervous and couldn\rquote t shake it.  She made no mention of the extra item she had placed in his bag.\par
\tab In his bag.\par
\tab In his bag.\par
\tab No.\par
\tab No it was NOT in his bag but in the toilet tank back at the hotel!\par
\tab Can we say OOPS?\par
\page\tab You know it is when you\rquote ve got to get somewhere in a damn hurry in a big city\emdash and every traffic light knows it?  He could weave in and out of traffic alright, but he couldn\rquote t beat the lights\emdash he hit everyone all the way back to his previous hotel.  And finally a little luck was on his side as the hotel manager who had been in his room with the police officer that morning remembered him.  And luckily, too, the room had not be rented.  \par
\tab Ben raced to the room\emdash pausing only when he saw the ice machine and the remains of fluttering Do Not Cross police tape.  Shaking his head he re-entered the room and retrieved the EMAD from the toilet tank.  (He had told the manager that he had left his cell phone.)\par
\tab The rest of the day went uneventful.\par
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Then there was the night\'85\par
\tab Then there was the night.  His mood was fouled, his cock had misgivings but wouldn\rquote t mind a good hump.  By the day\rquote s end of meetings and rehearsals and chit-chatting with mucky-mucks he finally stole away to be by himself\emdash sorta.\par
\tab He really wasn\rquote t hungry but it was time to eat.  Not in the mood for steak, seafood, foreign food of any kind.  The choices remaining were thin.  He cruised restaurant row, then got lost in the mid-town area before winding up on a small highway artery and there it was\emdash Dina\rquote s Diner.\par
\tab Ben liked diners.  They were old fashioned and of a time he cherished.  He wished he had his Chevy, but he had a POS rental (Piece o\rquote  Shit).  But he pulled into the diner just the same.\par
\tab Parked at the diner, too, was a 1956 Lincoln Continental Mark II coupe.  It needed a fresh coat of paint and waxing, but other than that it was cherry.  A \rquote 52 Buick was there, as well, custom paint, wheels, and lowered.  Ben got wood.\par
\tab Inside the diner he gave a quick once over just to see if he could spot the possible owners of the classic cars outside.  The waitress disrupted his possible choices, seated him and asked him a bunch of annoying questions and telling him the daily specials.  Ben checked over the menu, nodding his head \lquote go the fuck away, will you!?\rquote\par
\tab She got the conveyed message and scampered.\par
\tab Ben checked the west end of the diner and saw one in particular that could fit the classic car owner.  Before his talkative waitress returned he switched sides in the booth to see the east end of the diner.  No one there fit the profile of a classic car owner\emdash but his eyes fell upon something else of interest\'85\par
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\tab\ldblquote Cruising down the highway in a POS model Chev-eh\par
\tab   Got a little hottie in the backseat and I\rquote m gonna bone hey-hey\par
\tab   While we\rquote re travelin\rquote  down the highway in a POS model Chev-eh!\rdblquote\par
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\tab An early morning last minute meeting and breakfast.\par
\tab Eight-thirty meeting with the chief of operations at the hospital.\line\tab A 10AM flight back home.\par
\tab He had time.  He hoped.  It was 9:45PM, his 6-cylinder POS Chevy mid-size cruised at moderate speed down a lone highway on the lee side of the city.  The area was not unknown to him, but still\emdash the trying times of the days of the nation made such ventures risky (a green tornado had ravaged the outer areas of the city two days before his arrival.)\par
\tab An hour was spent searching for the place he knew of; he still worried about security issues\emdash those he was mildly aware of but couldn\rquote t see; like security cameras and deputized law enforcers, vigilantes, do-gooders.  Those could be in hiding in such remote locales.  With that info swarming in his head he motivated himself to keep on going and abandon the abandoned wharf area.\par
\tab A remote desert area was better.\par
\tab It took over an hour to get to it.\par
\tab Going off-road the POS shimmied in the desert sand, it\rquote s headlights cutting thru the darkness.  Surely there were no security issues out here?  Maybe someone was on one of the nearby hills with a powerscope that could see his license plate?  \par
\tab After another hour of driving near recklessly on so-so roads and a flat tire, Ben Wiccked stopped.  He sat in the car for a moment while the storm of dust from the car\rquote s desert trekking enveloped the car and then settled.  \par
\tab Stepping out he stretched his legs, whipped out his dick and peed. \par
\tab The hour was late, the air cool, and he was alone.\par
\tab Well, not really-really alone\'85\par
\tab In the backseat was eight year old Emily Banes.  \par
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\tab Emily Banes, eight, had dark blond hair pulled back into a single pony tail.  A red ribbon secured it.  Her creamy skin was smooth but very tan\emdash all over.  Nothing in the titty department but she had a nice ass.  A sweet smile she had, too; na\'efve, cute (all kinds of cute) and in some ways reminded him of his Amber.\par
\page\tab Opening the rear door and the interior light came on.\par
\tab Quickly he shut re-shut the door and fussed with the light switch that disabled the interior light from coming on.  Emily whimpered some, she had peed herself\emdash but that was understandable.  A Summery tank top she wore, red stripes, and a Summery open red Hawaiian style shirt.  She wore a plain red skirt that was short.\par
\tab It was that plain red short skirt that had gotten Ben\rquote s attention; as she sat with her family at the diner she had twisted this way and that in her booth seat, then bounced out to sit a the counter with other family members and twisted about on the stool giving Ben a \ldblquote freebie\rdblquote  shot of her crotch.\par
\tab Ben was captivated.  Although he had sworn not to utilize the EMAD he had to have that girl!  The EMAD, though, was off-line due to its emersion in the hotel toilet tank.  But being resourceful (and determined to have his way) the EMAD was returned to life after being blown dry by the POS\rquote s heater and Ben\rquote s portal hairdryer\emdash Ben had a lot of hair he liked styled in a particular way and a hairdryer was essential in keeping that \ldblquote look.\rdblquote\par
\tab As the EMAD dried he thought\emdash if the intended target and her family up and leave, well\emdash so be it.  He\rquote d let her go and that would be it.  There was a line in his noggin roaming around:  If it be Your will, oh God.\par
\tab If it be Your will.\par
\tab If it be the will of God then\emdash what?  If the EMAD dries out and she\rquote s still in the diner\emdash then go ahead and nab her, have your way with her, my son?  \par
\tab The EMAD dried out sufficiently, it returned to power, the Intended was still in the diner.  Ben felt the \ldblquote go ahead\rdblquote  nod and followed thru.\par
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Following thru\par
\tab The EMAD was off-line, again.  Why he didn\rquote t know. \par
\tab\lquote Great,\rquote  mumbled Ben, \lquote just fucking great!\rquote\par
\tab He sighed, farted, and while wrestling Emily onto her backside on the backseat he smacked her inner thigh, \ldblquote SETTLE DOWN!\rdblquote  he roared.\par
\tab Frightened the little girl did so.  She peed some more, too.\par
\tab Once settled Ben ran his hands up the girl\rquote s legs.  When he got to her butt Emily once more fussed.  Emily once more was spanked but with her legs lifted up and the spank directed to her tender little butt.\par
\tab Emily was more inclined to obey thereafter.\par
\page\tab Ben calmed himself, put the child\rquote s legs down and pushed up her skirt.  The lack of light(ing) did not deter Ben or discourage him in any way; he was only miffed slightly as he could not adequately see the girl.  A hotel room would have been preferred.\tab\tab\par
\tab A hotel room\'85\par
\tab He let the thought of Shannon go and slowly pulled Emily\rquote s wet panties down.  \ldblquote You been a bad girl,\rdblquote  Ben said, \ldblquote you\rquote re too old to be pissing in your pants.\rdblquote   His cock soared to knew heights of hardness and greatly did he want to bust the girl\rquote s virgin poon.\par
\tab Down came his pants, Emily\rquote s wet panties wrapped about his prong he stood in the desert night air masturbating.  For a moment there were no thoughts in his mind\emdash then he thought again of Shannon.  Then he thought of Amber, Bonnie, Caitlin.  Denise, Erica, and Franny, filled his mind, as well.  \par
\tab For a moment, just a moment, there was regret.  What had happened to them he felt remorse.  It had been Leeann who had brought it all on, he was happily contented with his life as it was\emdash sure he had desires, but not towards his children as his wife claimed.  He did look upon them but not so much as in the sexual manner\emdash they were beautiful little girls and that was all.\par
\tab He was a minister, a preacher\emdash not a monster.\par
\tab He was a man, a man with \ldblquote needs\rdblquote , special needs.  Leeann gave him sexual pleasure but not to the extreme he \ldblquote desired.\rdblquote   It was confusing at best; the desire to be the model husband, provider, and a pillar in the community.  But could he deny the desire to explore his \ldblquote wicked\rdblquote  side?\par
\tab Sure as a man he had the \ldblquote wandering\rdblquote  eye and focused on the swishing ass of a tight skirt walking down the sidewalk; when a teenage girl in tight jeans walked passed him he did not deny his \ldblquote urge\rdblquote  to think of her in the extreme naughty manner.  He was a MAN for crying out loud!\par
\tab Emily whimpered.  Ben dropped her panties and dropped to his knees.  His eyes had adjusted so-so, he gazed upon the nearly nude girl, opened her legs and pushed his face to her pissy cunt.\par
\tab\ldblquote NOOOOOO!\rdblquote  she cried.  Ben shot a hand up under her shirt and pinched her nipple.  It didn\rquote t help, Emily began to bawl.  Ben let her bawl and he drove his tongue into her young cunny never minding the urine.\par
\tab Emily rolled, her little hands were, though, tied behind her so she was of little threat there.  (her little feet, too, had been secured\emdash had.)  Ben fully engulfed her young wet cunny, breathing hard into her crevice he was assured was virginal.  A finger plunged not so nicely up her poop chute and the girl so stricken by its suddenness was stunned into submission.\par
\tab Ben\rquote s severe state of horny prompted him to pull himself up onto the girl, pushing her shirt up over her head.  His mighty fuck tool rested on her virgin entrance.  Emily was still stunned.\par
\tab Just before he rammed his cock into her, though\emdash\par
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Panic farts\par
\tab The throp-throp-throp of the helicopter put the panic fart in Ben like no other panic fart he had ever had\emdash\lquote ceptin the time he was caught humping his girlfriend in the backseat of his Dad\rquote s \rquote 58 Pontiac.  And a couple of other times for various heart stopping reasons not related to sex or kidnapping for sex.\par
\tab His mind raced as he \ldblquote raced\rdblquote  the POS with its lights off back the way he had come.  Of course, with the lights off he missed several of the \ldblquote turns\rdblquote  and went serious off-roading.\par
\tab At one point he realized that the helicopter might see the dust the car was kicking up despite the darkness.  There was no \ldblquote search light\rdblquote  from the chopper, but that didn\rquote t mean it didn\rquote t have some sort of infra-red hi-tech manner of detecting movement on the ground.\par
\tab When finally on the paved road he hauled ass.\par
\tab Well, as much \ldblquote ass\rdblquote  as could be hauled in a late modern model POS.\par
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\tab The chopper that had nearly buzzed him stayed out in the desert.  Ben pulled over into a roadside station/eatery/motel and no longer heard what had frightened him.  Leaning against the filthy car he relaxed\emdash until Emily coughed.\par
\tab Emily.\par
\tab Ben sighed, opened the passenger door and sat the girl up.\par
\tab\ldblquote You be a good girl and\emdash and I\rquote ll\emdash I\rquote ll take you home.  \lquote k?\rdblquote\par
\tab Emily didn\rquote t seem to be so frightened anymore, just dirty from all the desert dust.  She nodded her head and even in the moonless night, her eyes sparkled.  Ben positioned her on the floorboard and piled his personal belonging on her.  \ldblquote Don\rquote t move or\emdash or you\rquote ll be sorry.\rdblquote  his threat was lucid and virtually meaningless.  He wasn\rquote t a violent man, not really.\par
\tab The eatery that simply said \ldblquote E TS\rdblquote  in a buzzing neon sign was closed.  It was after hours.  The service station was closed but a light was on in the office.  No one was within, though.  An old Hudson was parked at the two-island pumps that were no longer functional but were for decoration purposes only.\par
\tab The neon sign \ldblquote VAC NCY\rdblquote  had Ben\rquote s attention.  The motel was fashioned in a square \ldblquote C\rdblquote  shape, in the center courtyard was a old water fountain\emdash it didn\rquote t work, either.\par
\tab The old screen door was opened, the old wooden door to the motel office was not.  Ben pecked on the door, it was after midnight\emdash no one would be up.  He rapped once more and then stepped back making for the POS.\par
\tab A light came on from within, then the porch light.\par
\tab The old wooden door squeaked open and an old man in his pajamas and robe opened the door.\par
\tab\ldblquote What you want?\rdblquote  he had a double barreled shotgun in his grizzled old hands.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, sorry to disturb you, I-I was--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Cant ye see we\rquote re closed!?\rdblquote  the old man snapped.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, I was just traveling by and need a room--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Room\rquote s thirty-five dollars, cash, after hours.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben nodded, \ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s see it.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Cash, dumbass, let\rquote s see yer fuckin\rquote  cash!\rdblquote  the old man was pissed.\par
\tab Ben understood, he had woken the old fart up.\par
\tab Out of his wallet Ben exposed the necessary bills.  The old man licked his lips.  \ldblquote\rquote k,\rdblquote  come on in.\rdblquote  the door was unlocked, the old man stepped back and made for the service counter.\par
\tab Ben stepped inside.\par
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\tab Room 30-C.  It faced out to the courtyard which Ben was unhappy with, for security reasons he would have preferred a room whereas was positioned elsewhere.  The old man who ran the motel wasn\rquote t interested in Ben\rquote s personal life or business\emdash paying CASH eliminated all that.  Just a signature with no driver\rquote s license check or anything.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Just the one of ya?\rdblquote  the old man did ask.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, just me, I\rquote m traveling thru you see, and--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t care!\rdblquote  snapped the old geezer.  \ldblquote Just be out by ten.\rdblquote\par
\tab That wasn\rquote t a lot of time, it was 1:30AM as it was.  Ben felt that he could sleep until at least noon.  Not sure if the old man had any security cameras or whatever he collected his \ldblquote things\rdblquote  along with the \ldblquote extra\rdblquote  and carried them into the old bygone era motel room.\par
\page\tab Crappy-crappy green was the color scheme.  A single well used double bed, an old round table, a desk, chair, waste paper basket.  It was more than homey.  But it would do.  It would have to.  \par
\tab A light over the desk that had a green shade, it matched the swag lamp hanging lopsidedly over the table.  Emily lay still on the bed, heaving some and looked all about.  He hadn\rquote t covered her eyes and he knew that was a mistake.  Oh well\emdash he\rquote d deal with it later.\par
\tab Flopping onto the bed he wondered what Leeann would think?\par
\tab He himself didn\rquote t know what to think.\par
\tab It was incredible\emdash simply fucking incredible!\par
\tab Off plopped his shoes.  His feet hurt, his head hurt, his balls hurt.\par
\tab His balls.\par
\tab His cock.\par
\tab His mind.\par
\tab His balls.\par
\tab Rolling to his side he faced Emily.\par
\tab Emily blinked her eyes (as she should) staring up to the ceiling.\par
\tab Ben laid his hand on her tummy.  Emily pursed her lips.  It was better in the light (to see her.)  Licking his lips and with palpitating heart racing he moved the girl\rquote s short red skirt up.\par
\tab A soft supple body greeted him.  No panties. He had cast off her panties and left them in the desert.  Oh well\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote Open your legs.\rdblquote  He told her.\par
\tab Timidly the girl complied.  Ben rolled to position himself above her, then scooted down putting his knees on the floor.  His eyes focused in on the girl\rquote s naked poon.  Again he took it into his mouth, driving his tongue all about the smooth slick urine laced exterior before tantalizing (at least himself) the interior.  The whole of the young girl\rquote s cunt thrilled him, he put a suction on the young twat, spreading the lips to get his tongue inside as much as possible.\par
\tab Emily, all the while, fussed.\par
\tab Finally when she had fussed too much Ben rolled her over furiously and landed several hard whacks barehandedly to her pert tender bare ass.  It got him hard and very excited.  (so maybe he WAS a little violent, huh?)\par
\tab When Emily\rquote s ass was tomato red he stopped.  The stricken child had buried her face into the over used flat pillow\emdash which was good \lquote cause it muffled her cries.  Ben worried slightly if anyone heard the bare ass spanking\'85\par
\page\tab With Emily still, her young ass burning, Ben stood and slipped off his clothes.  His cock was massively hard, pulsing purple.  Back onto the bed and onto Emily he went caring less a fuck if manager, cops, or an axe murdered busted in on him.  The girl\rquote s ass was searing hot against and it felt good to Ben\rquote s cock.  He humped.  Each cheek and then between them.  Up and down the girl\rquote s body until the pivotal moment came and there was no holding back\'85\par
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\tab Butt humping the flesh was one thing, and it was a good thing (for Ben) but he wanted more.  Of course!  Poking the virginal backdoor was getting him no where; so semi roughly he rolled the girl over,\par
\tab\ldblquote Open your legs!\rdblquote  he demanded.\par
\tab The frightened girl did so and Ben laid his throbbing schlong against her virgin front door.  Trying to hold himself back from being forcible, or a monster he humped Emily\rquote s crevice.  And humped\emdash and humped-and humped until the girl\rquote s cunny was lubricated and Ben\rquote s cock had pre-cum coating it; and after stabbing away at Emily\rquote s entrance he was making progress.\par
\tab Emily was in such a state of anguish that she could do nothing but stare up to the crappy oh-so crappy green tinted ceiling.  The man on top of her grinded and poked away until she was no longer a virgin\'85\par
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\tab The head of his manly cock and about an inch of shaft was IN the girl; with dire dramatic determination more of the shaft was driving in be damned the girl\rquote s discomfort and his.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t particularly want to hurt the girl, not really.  He just wanted to fuck.  He wasn\rquote t aware of his \ldblquote changing\rdblquote  attitude.  He was succumbing to the Dark Side?\tab\par
\tab\ldblquote It hurts!\rdblquote  Emily began to wail.  \ldblquote Please stop!  It hurts, it hurts!\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben stopped.  She needed \ldblquote breaking-in\rdblquote  by a smaller dick.  Laying his prick against her crevice he humped until the plateau of lust began to assail; then he drove his cock back into her, jamming three inches of shaft into her with a dynamic force that shocked the girl.  She gripped the bedding and Ben fucked her thru his orgasm.\par
\page\tab Massaging her broken fucked pussy didn\rquote t help; the child whimpered on and on.  Ben consoled her by holding her, pulling her into his sweaty body; caressing her ass.  Emily whimpered on and on, sniveled and actually clung to the man who had just raped her.\par
\tab After a time Ben carried her into the bathroom placing her in the shower no-bath stall.  Turning on the water for her he told her to \ldblquote shower yourself\rdblquote  while he stood watching her.\par
\tab Timidly the frightened girl lathered herself up and did the shower thing.  When she had rinsed off, Ben stepped in and had her lather him up, most attention to his cock and balls.  As she worked his favorite organ and it got once more stiffened, Ben was well aroused.  After rinsing off they stepped out of the shower\emdash the girl eyed the one-eyed monster dancing before.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck it.\rdblquote  he told her firmly.\par
\tab Emily pretty blue eyes exploded.\par
\tab Ben put his hand behind her pretty little wet head, gripped his dick and made with the penetration into her eight year old mouth saying \ldblquote Suck it or get a spanking!\rdblquote\par
\tab Emily sucked.\par
\tab Not well, but there\rquote s no such thing as a bad blowjob!\par
\tab Like with her pussy, the head and three inches made entry.  Ben was cool with that, he humped in her mouth\emdash pulled out and humped her pretty face finally ejaculating.  His sticky goo spewed onto her face, eyes, nose, mouth, and hair.  As it softened he jammed it back into her mouth making her suck it dry.\par
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\tab After wiping her face down he hugged and consoled her, caressing her ass and getting a little horny again.  He wanted to fuck ALL the way into her pussy, and then cram himself up her ass.  Out of all three of her holes he wanted to see her drenched in his love juices.\par
\tab But before that they went to bed.  Ben tied the girls hands and feet and hoped it would be enough.  Emily apparently went right off to sleep; Ben languished in extreme worry, exhaustion, and horniness.  As young Emily slept, Ben smoothed his hand up and down her body; his rock hard cock pressing against her butt.  He knew before he let her go every inch of his manhood would be in her pussy, asshole, and mouth.\par
\tab But before that could happen\emdash she had to be broken in by a smaller dick.\par
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\tab The sensation received while fucking Emily was more than he could believe.  The sensations had rivered thru his body setting it virtually on fire.  He didn\rquote t want that feeling to go away.  Deeply he yearned to shove his fuckstick ALL the way into her.  Her body was wondrous to him; he couldn\rquote t take his eyes off her pussy, her belly, chest, and face.  He wasn\rquote t angry with her but had turned her over just at the break of dawn to spank her.\par
\tab Not hard, but enough to brighten her tan ass a nice shade of red.  Then he lauded her ass with his cock, smacking the cheeks until she began to wail.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck me, then.\rdblquote  he told her.\par
\tab Emily rolled over wiping her tears, her blondish hair almost brownish pasted to her face.  She was frightened, and rightfully so.  \ldblquote It\rquote ll be ok,\rdblquote  he cooed to her, \ldblquote just-just do as I tell ya and it\rquote ll be okay, ok?\rdblquote\par
\tab Emily nodded slightly and sat up.  Ben came up to straddle her legs.  He held his cock tight at the base, flopped it and conveyed to the child to \ldblquote take it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Emily gawked at the monster schlong, licked her lips nervously and very timidly put her fingers about the throbbing dong.  Pressing her lips to the glistening knob took a little longer\emdash but Ben had time.\par
\tab Time?\par
\tab Hmmmm\par
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\tab Nothing else mattered\emdash nothing, as the sweet young na\'efve honey bobbed her head up and down his cock.  The head of his dick and four inches was in her mouth.  Ben was pleased.  Caressing her sweet face he imagined how even more deliriously more thrilling it would be when he had all of his cock slamming into her cunny!\par
\tab Her body was soft, all over.  Supple\emdash all over.  He loved staring at her cunny; he loved hearing her fart, watching her pee and poop, and watching her in the shower.  \par
\tab There was no \ldblquote room service\rdblquote  provided so Ben had to go get breakfast for them.  While gone, Emily stayed in the room, of course, hands and feet tied, a gag in her mouth, and laid out in the open closet inset under all of Ben\rquote s belongings.\par
\tab There were a few customers in the eatery, one was a motor cop!\par
\tab Ben tried not to show panic and order a large breakfast.  The old man was the cook, his old wife the waitress and cashier.  She was a large woman but had a cheery face.\par
\page\tab For the motel there were six other patrons\emdash well, six cars were park in front of the motel rooms anyways.  A semi truck was outside by the antique gas pumps, a garbage truck was off to one side with the driver and assistant in the eatery\emdash eating.\par
\tab The motor officer cop chatted with another patron and all seemed well.  Ben waited by the old juke box waiting for his order.  Part of the conversation Ben overheard was \ldblquote yeah, and another from the Wilmete area was snagged\rdblquote  bla-bla-bla.  The cop shook his head and went on explaining about the uncontrolled rampant abductions to wit the one he was talking to said that if the government or city fathers would open up underground basement centers for the hard up perverts the abductions would fall off.\par
\tab The cop agreed.\par
\tab Prostitution had been legalized.  Incest was no longer taboo.  But kidnappings for sexual pleasure was still a no-no.  And EMADs were still forbidden for all private citizens.\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote ll be twelve ninety-eight.\rdblquote  The old woman\rquote s voice startled him some and he nearly jumped onto the juke box.  He gathered himself, fished out the cash and took his order.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, uhm, I\rquote ll be staying the day, and-and night.\rdblquote  He told the old man who had come out to get a drink from the soda fountain.\par
\tab\ldblquote Thirty-eight dollars.\rdblquote  the man said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Thirty-seven, but last night it was thirty-five?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Last night was Friday,\rdblquote  quipped the old fart scratching his balls as he swigged on the lemon-lime soda, \ldblquote thirty-seven\rquote s the weekend rate, I gave you the week rate.\rdblquote  Although when Ben had checked in it was actually already Saturaday.\par
\tab Saturday?  Hmmmm\par
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\tab Back in the room; the tv had no cable but picked up a few decent stations.  Ben shied away from the news crap and found a cartoon station.  Emily sat unclothed and unrestrained munching her breakfast fare.  Ben sat clothed in mild wonderment.\par
\tab After breakfast Ben stripped off his clothes, masturbated before the girl asking if she herself knew how to masturbate herself.  She didn\rquote t.  He asked if she had ever seen a boy her age, younger-older, naked.  Little boys, yes, her age and older\emdash no.\par
\tab Ben schooled the youngster in the fine out of \ldblquote fingerbanging.\rdblquote   It was fantastic to watch her to so and images of other girls her age an younger filled his mind.  Funny, though, he couldn\rquote t seem to put a name to them.\par
\tab Hmmmmm\par
\page\tab Finally he could stand it no longer and once more put his tongue to her; licking her poon all over, driving into her crevice and reeling in the illicit deed.  Little Emily twisted some as she, too, felt some strange stirrings unknown to her (but they felt good!)\par
\tab Ben licked, fingered, probed, pressed his thumbs to the meat of her cunny, touched her still virginal anal rim, licked the still virginal anal rim, then crawled up onto her.\par
\tab Emily knew what was to happen nextly and she braced for it.  Pursing her sweet lips and closing her eyes she clenched and endured the fuck.\par
\tab Ben\rquote s prong made another inch, making five inches in all.  He pumped slowly, pulling out when the girl was deeply distressed, then pushing in to pump for a few seconds or so until she screwed her sweet face up again.\par
\tab Soon Ben reached the apex of his illicitness and the surging juices of his love showered the girl\rquote s inner cunner.  He humped harder,\par
\tab\ldblquote It hurts!  It hurts!\rdblquote  wailed Emily, \ldblquote Please, please make it stop!\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben was at the threshold of unleashing a torrent of love cream and there was no stopping.  The juices even helped lubricate the girl\rquote s poon all the more and basically all of Ben\rquote s adequate manhood was in the eight year old\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab His eyes fluttered, his heart near beat itself out of his chest; there was such an enormous overwhelming feeling of sexual awe stemming from his balls and cock (his loins as a whole) that he was bombastically beside himself.  \par
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\tab Pussy.  There was nothing to compare to the sensation of humping twat.  For Ben it was even the anticipation of fucking that got him aroused.  In the shower prior to the knowledge of knowing that he was going to get some with his pole all soaped up, his nuts would tingle at the anticipatory hump to come.\par
\tab He regarded the expectation as good as the sex itself\emdash although not quite.  It was the sensation of skin against skin, his cock against Emily\rquote s body\emdash to her pussy, chest, mouth, or ass\emdash it didn\rquote t matter so long as his cock was against her.  \par
\tab She had no \ldblquote nipples\rdblquote  per se, but it didn\rquote t stop Ben from sucking on them where they soon would appear in a couple years or so.  He swirled his tongue all about, nipping the skin and engulfing the soon to be \ldblquote mound.\rdblquote\par
\tab Emily fidgeted under him but otherwise was alright.\par
\page\tab There was nothing better than cumming (cumming in pussy of course.)  Cumming off in via handiwork was one thing and that was ok, temporarily when no pussy was available; and as stated before\emdash nothing beats a blowjob.  And shooting a wad in a tight cornhole was good, too; but, creaming off in a girl\rquote s cunt was supreme.  Supreme, not Ethel, not Premium, not Regular\emdash Supreme.\par
\tab The rush of his love juices spurted in one gigantic surge whereas Ben was absolutely no longer in control of himself or his faculties.  Then his hot sticky juices were squirting, bursting out of his cock at blasting speed.  Emily may or may not have felt the sensation\emdash her young nipples had perked up, her fine young body taut as the wicked man on her ejaculated in her sex.\par
\tab Ben groaned in his pleasure.\par
\tab Emily whimpered in hers.\par
\tab The only thing that would have made it better would have been if she would have cum, too.  She was too young to climax, experience sexual pleasure, orgasm?  Oh well, he got his\emdash that was all that mattered.\par
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\tab Another showering, Emily lathering herself up firstly, then joined by Ben who was lathered up by her.  After the rinsing they stepped out to dry one another off, then it was lunch time.\par
\tab As it was for breakfast the same thing for lunch applied\emdash Emily secured and stowed away while Ben went for lunch.  He found more than the daily special upon entering the eatery.\tab\fs24\par
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