His hands slipped up and he grabbed her tits hard, rubbing his fingers across her nipples. He lifted his ass up slowly as he rammed his prick into her wet pussy. His cockhead stretched her cunt wide open as he moved up into her.
"That's fantastic, baby," he groaned. "That's fucking good. That really feels good. Fucking good!"
His fingers gripped her tits a little harder and he began pulling at them a little harder. She knew what he wanted and so she bent over and pressed her nipple against his lips. She hadn't wanted to feel anything herself, but it happened anyway. His mouth opened wide and he suddenly sucked her titty-flesh in deep, his teeth gently nibbling at her tit.
"Crazy," she moaned. "You're making me crazy!"
His mouth was hot and wet and he seemed to suck all of her titty into his mouth. He let his teeth and tongue play with her titty-flesh, biting her gently. But Christy didn't mind. Then he pulled his mouth away and started moving his lips to her other titty. She squeezed her cuntwalls together around his prick. Each time she squeezed sent another shiver of pleasure. Her clitty was swollen and rubbing the head of his cock. She began to bounce a little faster, her cunt juices running down the sides of his cock.
"That does feel good," she moaned. "I didn't expect it to feel so good!"
She wanted to stay in control. She didn't want to turn into what she was turning into. Yet she couldn't stop the wet movements going through her body. She began to bounce up and down a little faster.
She had to straighten up so she raised up all the way and pulled his hands up to her tits. He squeezed as hard as he could, his swollen prick seeming to be getting even deeper into her cunt.
"Fantastic!" she moaned. "Your cock feels fantastic. You don't know how good you feel to me!"
Christy had not wanted to feel such pleasure, but she couldn't control her body. There was a burning sensation in her stomach that was getting worse. She sat down on his cock again and paused with his cock deep inside her.
"Good," she whispered. "So good!"
She shook all over and she knew it was about to happen. She took a deep breath as she began to bounce again, his cock going very deep inside her cunt. His prick was leaking cum.
"Oh shit!" she moaned. "I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come. I'm fucking coming! Oh fuck!"
She started shaking all over as her cuntjuices exploded again and again. She could not stop coming. It seemed to start in her cunt and explode through her entire body. She started bouncing a little faster, letting her clitty rub against the side of his cock. She gasped for breath each time she came down on his prick.
"Good," she whispered. "Oh shit, that's so good. That feels so fucking good!"
The final shudders went through her body and she gave a soft laugh at how good it felt as she stopped spasming his prick still deep inside her cunt. She raised her hands to her titties and played with them for a few moments, her fingers gently stroking her nipples. It just felt so damned good. She kept closing her cuntwalls together around his prick, feeling the throbbing sensations going through her body.
"That does feel so damned good," Christy moaned.
He lifted his hands to her tits and thrust up with his cock. His thick prick seemed to go even deeper into her wet cunt, making her tremble all over. She started bouncing once again.
"Your cock feels so good," she whispered. "Oh shit, it feels so damn fucking good."
Christy had almost forgotten the reason she had started this. She had been going to wear him out. She hadn't expected to feel that much herself. Instead it seemed like her entire body had ended up aching with desire.
She came down on his prick a few more times and then stopped. She felt his hands pushing her off and she knew what he wanted. She gently lifted off his prick and stretched out on the bed with her face between his legs.
He put her hand on his balls, her fingers tickling them for a moment. Then her fingers slipped up to circle around his fat prickflesh. She moved her hand slowly up and down and some of his cum leaked out onto her fingers.
"Take it in your mouth, baby," he said. "Suck it good. Take it all the way in your mouth!"
She pushed her silky hair back with one hand and she bent her head down, licking at the head of his cock. Her tongue tasted his cum. She opened her mouth wide and took the head down until she had all of his cock inside her mouth. His prick was throbbing as she gnawed on his cock like a dog going after a bone.
"Move your head, baby," he groaned. "Move your head. I want to fuck your sweet lips!"
Christy started moving her head up and down. She could taste his cum and feel how his prick was growing. She knew then it wasn't going to be long. She also tasted her cuntjuices on his prick as she began moving her head a little faster around Mike's prick.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "Oh fucking shit. I'm going to blow my fucking wad. I'm going to fucking come. Oh fucking shit. Shiiit!"
He grabbed the back of her head and held on tight. His prick went deep into her throat and started exploding. She had to keep swallowing as the wet jism went deep into her throat. She gulped again and again until the salty cum seemed to fill her belly. Even then she kept sucking, swallowing until there was no more left.
"Fucking shit, baby," Mike groaned. "Fucking shit. You're something fucking else!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Ray was asleep. Christy had worn him out completely and now he was snoring loudly. She shook him a little just to make sure but he didn't open his eyes and then she knew that it had been worth it. He was asleep and she wasn't tied or locked in. Her plan had worked perfectly.
Now if only she could get away.
Christy had a moment where she thought about her mother but, realistically, she knew there was nothing she could do. She couldn't get her mother free and she would certainly be captured herself if she tried. She could get help after she escaped.
Christy slipped out of bed. She grabbed his shirt and put it on over her naked body. She walked quietly out of the room. For a moment she stood in the hallway, listening. She couldn't remember how she had gotten to the small room, but she didn't want to go that way.
She was as quiet as she could be as she walked down the dark hallway away from the music. She found herself in the cafe area that she'd first come in. Christy slipped out of the front door as quietly as she could.
Her first thought was for their car. It wasn't in the parking lot. She checked a half dozen cars but none of them had keys. She was getting into a panic as she walked out of the parking lot. She started waving her arms at the first car she saw. The car didn't stop. She waved her arms at another car and it didn't stop.
She was finally able to stop a huge truck. The ugly truck pulled over to the curb and she ran for the door. The door swung open and she climbed up into the cab.
"Hello, baby," the man's cheery voice said. "I never see anything like you on the road."
"I need your help," she said. "I've been kidnapped. My mother's still in there. It's terrible. You'll have to take me to the police. Please!"
She had climbed into the cab and shut the door and now she could see the man clearly. He had red hair and a wide smile and he was looking at her with hungry lust in his eyes. She knew he couldn't help that. Any man would look at her that way if she was dressed as she was.
"You have to help me," she insisted.
"This is your lucky day, baby," he said.
He pulled the truck away from the curb and started changing gears as he eased it down the road. Limp with relief, she leaned back in the seat, stretching her long legs out in front of her. For some reason she felt safe in this man's cab. He looked young and strong and she was sure it wouldn't be long before her mother was safe also.