Paula knew what she had to do.
She touched his ass, pulled him down a bit, and then she extended her tongue and began cleaning his asshole.
Frankie groaned. "Oh, yeah, baby, that's good! Get your tongue inside. Lay some tongue up the old brown hole!"
Stiffening her tongue, she screwed it inside his hot shithole and began fucking him with it.
She loved it.
She pistoned her tongue in and out of his asshole as he groaned and wriggled his hips.
At intervals she closed her lips over his asshole and nibbled the muscular ring of his grommet.
Frankie grunted and rubbed his ass over her face. "Suck it, baby!" he cried. "Suck my ass!"
She sucked and licked and tongue-fucked his hairy asshole until his cock was hard again.
Then he turned around, grinned at her and told her to suck his prick.
She held his heavy nuts in her hand as she sucked the knob of his cock.
Closing his fist around his cockshaft, Frankie made a croaking sound as he jerked himself off into her gaping mouth.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"It's time you got out to see the world again," Joanna said to Paula. "Put some clothes on and we'll drive into town and get some food."
This was the first time in more than a week that Paula would be getting out of the house and she was eager for it.
She gave them no trouble now. She did whatever she was told and one day passed into the next without much change.
Her husband Ray would eventually return home and then of course things might be different. Joanna and Frankie and Vic were even now talking about leaving soon for Mexico.
In the meantime Paula had become accustomed to her role in the house. She and Emmylou were like servants to the others, but Emmylou was their favorite, especially Vic's.
Emmylou had confided to Paula that Vic fucked her day and night and never seemed to get enough. Emmylou complained to her mother that her pussy and asshole were sore from Vic's big cock.
"But I guess it's worth it," the teenager said. "He turns me on like crazy, especially when he fucks my ass."
Ten days ago Paula would have been shocked to hear her daughter talk like that, but everything had changed and Paula simply nodded and smiled and patted Emmylou's cute little ass.
Now Paula hurried to get ready for her trip into town with Joanna. All her clothes were in the bedroom Joanna was using. She knocked on the door and she heard Joanna call out and invite her in.
It seemed natural to Paula that Joanna would make herself at home in her bedroom. Joanna came out of the bathroom blowing her hair dry with Paula's hair-dryer.
Joanna smiled at Paula and said, "I want you dressed up and looking pretty, you know what I mean?"
Paula nodded. She was happy to have the opportunity to dress up. She walked around the house naked or nearly naked all the time and it would feel good to get some decent clothes on.
Paula started looking through her closet to find something to wear and Joanna came over to help her.
Joanna finally picked out a tailored blue outfit and a pair of blue high-heeled sandals.
"I bet you look smashing in this suit," Joanna said. "Come on, get dressed and let me see how it looks."
Paula thought the suit was a bit too dressy for an ordinary trip, but of course if Joanna wanted her to wear it she would.
The blonde opened a drawer to find some underwear but Joanna stopped her. "No, baby," Joanna said, "I want you naked under that. Maybe a garter belt and stockings but that's all. No bra and no panties."
Paula blushed as Joanna reached out to squeeze one of her bare tits. The brunette smirked as she pinched Paula's nipple. "Hurt?" Joanna said.
Paula nodded. "A little."
"But you like it, don't you?"
"Yes."
"Maybe you'd better clean me before we get dressed. We wouldn't want to ruin that pretty suit, would we?"
Paula quivered as Joanna turned around and bent forward to offer her ass and cunt.
As Joanna continued blow-drying her hair, Paula crouched behind the brunette and swabbed her crotch clean with her tongue.
Joanna chuckled and held the corner of the bureau with one hand to support herself. She wiggled her ass from side to side as Paula's tongue lapped up and down on her bunghole.
Nearly an hour passed before the two women finished dressing, but finally they were in the car and on the highway into town.
"Now listen," Joanna said, "don't you think of running away because the boys still have Emmylou at the house. You understand?"
"I won't run away," Paula said.
"If you see anybody you know, just act natural. You can tell them I'm a cousin or something. You make any trouble and you'll be sorry."
"I won't make any trouble," Paula said.
Joanna smiled. "I know you won't, honey, but I'm just making sure."
Paula had no intention of making any trouble. She felt good sitting there in the car beside Joanna. The brunette was driving, and now she slipped her hand between Paula's legs and pinched the soft flesh on the inside of Paula's thigh.
"Maybe we'll find a man for you," Joanna said. "Somebody who'll know how to treat you. I think Frankie and Vic have been getting too easy on you. Would you like that, honey? Would you like us to find someone for you after we do the shopping?"
Paula's voice quavered. "All right."
The blonde wondered what she was letting herself in for. She hadn't imagined anything like that would happen, but now she remembered how Joanna had insisted she go naked under her suit.
She wore nothing under her skirt except a thin garter belt and beige nylons. She hoped her pussy wasn't wet. If it was, the juice would certainly stain her skirt in the back.
She wants a stranger to do things to me, Paula thought. And the more she thought about it, the more she wanted it too.
When they finally arrived at the market where they would shop for food, they found the place almost empty. They did all the shopping in half an hour and they had one of the market boys carry the groceries out to the car.
Joanna looked the boy up and down, but she shook her head and told Paula she wanted someone more substantial.
After the boy smiled and took his tip and left, Joanna spotted a man at the edge of the parking lot. He was a tall lanky fellow and he was leaning against a truck that had just delivered fruit to the market.
Joanna guessed he was a truckdriver. "That's the one," the brunette said. "You wait here while I talk to him. Don't you run away now."
Paula promised she wouldn't run away. She watched Joanna as she walked off to talk to the man. Paula thought Joanna looked terribly sexy. The brunette wore a red blouse with a sweetheart neckline that showed off her tits and tight jeans that showed the curves of her ass. She looked lovely as she pranced across the parking lot on her high heels.
Paula watched as Joanna approached the truckdriver and talked to him. At first the man seemed to have no reaction to Joanna except what you would expect a man to have to a pretty girl. But then he straightened up and Paula could see the grin spread across his rugged face. Soon the man was nodding and giving directions of some kind to Joanna, pointing at someplace behind the supermarket building.
Joanna finally left the man and returned to Paula. The man climbed into the cab of his truck and backed the truck out of the parking lot.
"We're meeting him at a place a few blocks away," Joanna said. "Come on, honey, let's get the car moving."
Paula was in a daze. She realized now that Joanna had been offering her to the truckdriver. She trembled as she tried to imagine what Joanna had in store for her.
Five blocks from the supermarket was an industrial park of some kind. Joanna turned the car through a gate and there down at the end of a short deserted road they could see the truck that had pulled out of the parking lot.