Janice let out a groan, nearly spitting out the dick while her body stiffened and trembled. Linda wailed, clenching her teeth together, wanting to get hold of a shotgun and blow them away. The cries and muffled screams of her niece were like knife blows to her.
"Let her go!"
Max drew back, then stabbed forward again, this time driving the full length of his prick in. Janice thought his cock was going to come out of her mouth, touching the other one already shoved in.
Max's prong was filling her snatch to overflowing. At the same time she felt her face covered by sweat oozing off the trucker's belly.
Janice writhed helplessly under the two men, agonizing to the pressure of hot, searing delight caused by that dick. Yes, delight, because like her Aunt Janice quickly turned on to abuse whether she was conscious of it or not.
"Man! Man!" Sam couldn't stop himself. It was a fast cum, jets of hot jizz splashing into the girl's mouth. Linda wailed, turning her face away as Janice coughed and gagged on the bleachy tasting liquid. Spittle and spunk foamed out from the corners of her mouth as the big man hunched down hard, his balls pressing against her cheeks and chin. He squatted there for several seconds, then crawled off her, panting and moaning.
"Good head, baby, good head."
Janice spat out his wile stuff, concentrating now on her pussy. She gasped, tears big down her flushed cheeks as she felt Max's cock swell inside her. Oh, this was worse than the first time with Billy. She was dry when he'd started his fuck, although now some of her juices were starting to flow. Janice felt confused, enraged and humiliated, knowing her aunt, who obviously had been likewise abused, was sitting there, bound and helpless, watching her humiliation.
"Ohhhh!"
The steady thrusts of Max's dick inside her had built up wild sensations, sensations she had felt with Billy. Closing her eyes, Janice tried to picture that young man. Maybe that would help her cope with this horror.
"Stop it, stop it!"
"Shaddup!"
Jack slapped Linda across the face, back-handed her, then slapped her again, this time with his fist. Her head swayed. Her brain swirled around like a whirlwind. In front of her she could hear her niece wailing, Max grunting and howling like an animal in rut.
"Yeah, that's it, move it around, baby, move it," he grunted.
"Like aunt, like niece," Sam said, shoving his cock back into his Levi's.
"Make me cum!" Max growled.
Janice felt Max's constantly moving cock continue its chugging trip back and forth inside her aroused fuck chute. Her thighs were spreading farther and farther apart. She moved her thighs, actually encouraging him now. It wasn't Max, it wasn't any of them. It was just the tight, hot feeling in her pussy that made her do this terrible thing.
Max pounded his cock even faster, feeling the hot white jizz boiling in his dangling nuts. His prick was growing harder and hotter because of the girl's moans. He pinched her tits, his ass rising and falling, the force of his fucking blows making her body shiver.
Jack was holding Linda around the waist now, fingering her pussy, growing hot while watching Max fucking the young teenager. Janice felt herself going insane with sensation. Max's hands were grabbing her asscheeks tightly, squeezing, kneading, pulling and tugging crazily. Then, going insane with excitement, he used one forefinger to slide into her asscrack. Little did Janice know Max loved fucking women in the ass. He certainly would have rolled her over and driven his prick hard and violently into her butthole if his jizz hadn't, suddenly boiled aver.
"Shit!"
It was like having lava poured into her hole. Janice screeched, wallowing her shoulder blades against the floor while arching back up. Hot knife-like pains raced from her cunt to her asshole while her body quaked and shivered. Her asscheeka ground against the big trucker in a hungry dance for more.
"Yeahhhhhhhh!" Janice wailed.
The squirmy liquid blasted into her seething hole. The two of them for minutes howled and clawed, each one temporarily forgetting they were being watched by a mixed audience.
When the cum finally over, Max pulled out, wiping his slick cock against one of her thighs. He stared down at the girl and shook his head from side to side.
"Clean 'er up. Man, we been stayin' here too long," Jack said, glancing at his wristwatch. "We gotta get up to Bakersfield and make a run."
How could they? They were talking business just after they'd humiliated them so horribly! Max bent down and untied Linda's hands.
"Grab somethin' and get ready. We're gonna take you back. Don't worry," he said as Linda was about to say something. "We'll get in touch. Ain't gonna let a couple of hot pussys like you get away."
As the men gathered in one corner and had some beer from a cooler, Linda gathered her niece in her arms and tried to comfort her.
"Aunt Linda. Oh, I… I slept with only one man… before today. And that dog…" Janice hid her face in Linda's arms and sobbed hysterically. The older woman glanced nervously at the three men. No, they had some time, some time to pull themselves together. Exhausted, beaten, she still managed to find same strength to give to her young ward.
"Don't worry, baby, don't worry," Linda cooed, holding her niece tightly. "We'll get away. I'll get a transfer. We'll move to another place."
"Don't let your mother know, where we are. They'll never find us."
"Come on. It's gettin' dark. You can get back into your place without the neighbors seein' how you're dressed," Max said, looking at his watch again.
"Can you walk?" Linda asked.
Janice nodded, gathering her legs under her and standing up shakily.
"They'll never find us again," Linda vowed softly to her niece as she picked up several dirty blankets and draped them over their shoulders. But she knew there was another devil, one more powerful than Max, Jack and Sam combined. Would they be able to fight that one? Certainly they could never escape it.
Avoiding the dog, Linda stepped outside, her arms still around her niece. A beautiful night. Yes, she'd have to try, try to understand, then fight the sexual rage that burned in them both.
"I'm afraid, Aunt Linda," Janice whispered as they climbed in the car.
"So am I, but we'll make it," Linda said, wondering if her words sounded as unconvincing as they felt.