"Get down on your knees!" came the unexpected barked command, and the frightened young blonde only looked back at her superior with disbelieving eyes. She thought she had prepared herself for the worst, that maybe she would have to sacrifice all her decency and let this man touch her to satisfy his filthy lust, but this… this was beyond all humanity! He couldn't mean what she thought, he couldn't! Even with Jamie she had never done such a thing. It was vile and degenerate, the kind of thing whores do for money, not decent people. She wouldn't… she couldn't!
Nothing, no countless hours of fear and worry, could have prepared the terrified young girl for what the lecherous Hawkins did next. His hand darted forward, his face still snarled in the contemptuous knot of hate and lust mixed obscenely, and Sarah reacted instinctively, fully expecting to catch the brunt of an awful, punishing blow for her disobedience to his wanton will. But it wasn't a cruel fist or stinging palm that crossed her flesh… instead he only closed his fingers around the full, ripe mound of her breast and then skillfully manipulated the nakedly sensitive flesh, bringing out the desire effect in her like a musician tuning up his instrument. Her arm shot up to push his hand away, but she caught herself in mid-stride. That certain something strange inside her again had grown suddenly more powerful and commanding, and whatever it was told her forcefully to leave his fingers where they were.
Feeling the weird sensations in her abdomen growing more and more intense, spreading inside her like fire spreads in a tree, from one limb to another until the whole organism is aflame with a raging holocaust of intensity, Sarah was amazed to find herself unable to resist his command. Obediently, instinctively somehow, she sank to her knees as if her legs had become boneless, and found herself at his feet, naked save for her little white panties, and totally vulnerable now at this depraved man's merciless whim. She tried not to look at his nakedness, to shut her eyes and keep away the nauseating reality of the presence of his long hard penis. She could feel its heatedly throbbing tip brushing against her forehead, nuzzling through the fine spray of her blonde bangs. It was fully erect now, and the lust-swollen head was completely out of its elastic sheath and poised… ready for what she knew now was inevitable. Yet strangely, she could scarcely sense her fear at all… it was as if all her emotions had been blocked out by some powerful drug. All, that is, except one… and that one was making itself unbearably apparent inside her belly as a sudden itching sensitiveness spread over her hidden private parts like an epidemic pox. It was more and more obvious what this strangeness inside her was, or what it was becoming, but she refused to give in to it, refused to acknowledge its strength and her own surrender.
"What the hell are you waiting for, you silly bitch? Haven't you ever sucked a cock before? You suck this one just like you suck one of them scrawny little ones you're used to."
Sarah turned her flaming face away from the massively pulsating shaft that was level now with her face. Her eyes were closed, partly from fear and partly from shame.
"Hurry it up, cunt! Get those sweet lips around it or I'll stick it all the way down to your belly and choke you on it. Now move!" He had not really planned to get so rough with her, usually with the Spanish Fly, it wasn't necessary… Goddamn it, why doesn't that shit work!
He grabbed the side of her head, his fingers twisted in her hair and positioned her right in front of his lust-hardened cock. Still her wetly trembling lips were closed and his fingers wound viciously in her silken blonde hair until she cried out from the sudden, searing pain that shot across her scalp. It felt as if all her hair were being yanked out by the roots.
"You'd better open up, baby! Right now!"
Without thinking, her ripe young lips parted and he rammed his thick pole of hardened flesh home, slamming it forward with a quick snap of his loins. The hotly throbbing penis slid over her tongue and rammed against the back of her throat, poking painfully against the tender untried flesh of her virginal throat passage. She gagged on its immense thickness and choked for air, but he wasn't satisfied yet.
"Relax those throat muscles and behave yourself, girl… relax 'em, or I'll ram it out your asshole!"
Sarah gasped an unintelligible plea, unable to breathe as the long hot hardness filled her mouth and throat completely, leaving no room at all for air to enter her lungs. Seeing no other way but total obedience to his perverted demands, she managed to relax her throat a bit, and to her amazement, the heatedly throbbing cock now squirmed easily down her open throat channel. She could feel it far down in her, filling her completely, impaling her through her tightly ovalled lips as she stretched her mouth to accommodate his massive hardness. She was lower now than the lowest, she had sunk to the very bottom depths of this pit of wanton wickedness she had made for herself. She had become, in a matter of minutes, less than human… nothing more than a receptacle for this depraved animal's seething lust. She felt the tears on her cheeks, but she could not stop them now. There seemed nothing else to do but get it over with as soon as possible. She knew that to delay was sheer folly… God only knew what might happen to her if she crossed him now. Oh, please let this be a dream!
Hawkins watched her carefully, noting every movement, every naked precious inch of her tender young body. His hands slid to her bare shoulders; they were soft, warm, like rare velvet. He could feel the shame-hardened tips of her erect little nipples, crowning fleshy peaks of her firmly ripened breasts that jutted out and rubbed sensuously against his bare legs. He grabbed her head again and worked her wetly ovalled lips back and forth faster on his immense choking cock. She took the cue quickly, not wanting to rile his savage lust any higher, ready to do anything to end this horrible vile act and free her to try to find an excuse to live another minute.
"Mmmmmmmm, that's real nice, a whole lot better, baby. Now suck it real hard… harder 'n hell, real hard!"
Sarah gagged every time the long hard cock tunneled down her throat passage, brushing the sides of her gullet, filling the narrow channel with its huge, blood-engorged head. She could feel the muscles of her throat involuntarily milking the hot, vicious shaft with every downward thrust, and she could see what an effect it was having on this madman. She could feel his heatedly pulsating penis grow even harder, even thicker as swirling, lust-heated blood filled the turgid organ and a seething pool grew more and more inflamed in his heavy, leathery balls.
"C'mon, baby, I'm almost there!"
Those words stopped her heart, froze her still with the agonizing disgust of a helpless, ravished gutter slut. God, almighty, he was going to do it! He was going to shoot his heated, lustful sperm deep down into her helpless throat. Oh my God, what can I do? What can I do?
Though Sarah was not aware of it, she and the lustful old man had an audience just a few scant feet away. Through the window above the camper's galley kitchen, through the couple of inches of glass that wasn't covered with opaque curtain, Gloria and Al stood on tiptoe, heads one above the other, vying for the best view of the incredibly lascivious show going on like some porno movie inside this tiny screen. Jesus, they both thought, is that broad ever beautiful. Those tits and those legs! Man, what a body! Gloria was every bit as excited by this wickedly exciting performance as her sometime-boyfriend, Al. Damn, she thought in her hidden inner passions, I'd like to give that honey a ride myself. And maybe tonight's my chance. I've kept my little secret desires to myself too long!
She felt Al's bare hand slip up under her mini dress as she tiptoed up to see into the camper. As usual, she wasn't wearing panties, and she only squirmed a bit and let out a muffled giggle as his outstretched middle finger found her already-moist slit. She opened her thighs to give him better leverage and breathed deeply to hold back her gasp of surprise, for he was suddenly far up inside her, probing hungrily inside her wet, hotly excited cuntal sheath. She looked into his eyes for a moment, taking her gaze away for only a second from the wonderfully salacious spectacle of this young blonde chick with a body like a Vegas showgirl down on her knees like some two-dollar skid-row whore, her boss's thick, wetly glistening penis shoved so far down her throat that his pubic hairs brushed her nose and cheeks with every thrusting shove. "Don't get me too horny, baby," she whispered softly into his ear, her cheek against his unshaven bristle. "This might be a long, long night!"