She'd taken both small hands to possessively cup and squeeze his sperm-inflated balls, and he could see the sticky, white fluid dribbling from the corners of her widely ovalled mouth in lewd, thinly trickling little rivulets. Stressing sensations were churning in the very depths of him as she omnivorously pulled at his expanding cock, the hardened sinewy length of it like a fusion of her distorted face and his pelvis! He heaved upward with hollowing buttocks, lifting off the bed as he drove it far up into the wet heat of her eagerly sucking mouth and throat, until the wiriness of his pubic hair was brushing the tip of her pretty little nose, while his near-bursting balls danced beneath in her hands in a bloating build-up of tormentively seething pressure…!
Dianne was completely oblivious to all but Olaf's hardened, thick length of cock-flesh throbbing deliciously between her passionately nursing cheeks and tongue, the licking flames of sensual desire raging more intensely with every passing moment within the burning core of her drug-incited young loins. She felt them from the feverishly heated outer lips of her blood-throbbing pussy to the intricate depths of her wildly impassioned belly. The hungering fluid channel of her swallowing vagina-throat pulsed with a desirous greed of its own, while her mind could conceive only of the moment when his intensely hardened young cock would suddenly ejaculate, squirting its thick, virilely youthful cum into the mouth and throat, that single thought driving her wild with sensual anticipation…!
Abruptly, a vague sense of reasoning flashed through her passion-dimmed mind as she felt new and additional weight sagging the bed behind her, and she tried to jerk her head upward to look back, but Olaf's hands entangled in her hair held her fast onto his hard ramming cock!
God! What… who… what was happening?
"Don't get upset, Mrs. Keller!" a harsh, slurry voice came down to her, its familiar ring not registering clearly at first. "Just go on sucking cock and keep your lovely little ass raised high up in the air that way! Daddy's got a present for you back here…!"
"That's it Pa! Go ahead, ram it to her!" Olaf exclaimed, elated and still hardly believing his new-found camaraderie with the man he'd grown up to hate. "She fucked and sucked that Goddamned foreign kid last night and I saw them!"
"So you decided to get a little of your own, eh boy?" Knute questioned, putting two and two together.
"Well… why not, if she's passing it out that cheap? Ain't that right, Pa?" Olaf quickly answered and asked at the same time. "Wouldn't you?"
"Ha! I'm here doing the same thing, ain't I, boy?" his father reminded him with a chuckle.
"Yeah… yeah, you sure as hell are! Goddamn, Pa… you're okay… okay, and that's no shit, honest!"
"You're all right too, Olaf my boy… but we'll talk about that later, eh?" the naked gorilla-like man said. "Right now, kid, let's give this luscious little bitch a father-and-son double-fuck that she won't ever forget…!"
Dianne heard them laugh obscenely between them, even knew that she should be feeling some of the horror of panic or revulsion, and at the very least, shame… but none of these emotions remotely touched her! Only the lustfully burning sensations which were insatiably firing her naked desire mattered! God! They had to love her… to fuck her in every obscene way imaginable… squirt their scalding, white sperm into her passionately craving body! It was the only way… only way…! She had to have their pleasure-bringing hard penises plunging into her…!
Knute's massive cock was already pulsating in its mounting, almost hurting need and he stared lustfully at the warm, and voluptuous, white young body bent lewdly before him. He slid his hands up the soft inner-sides of her thighs to the sparse, golden-lined lips of her cunt and stared lustfully at the thin pink separation, tracing its moistened slit with a forefinger all the way up between the creamy moons of her buttocks to the hairless, puckered hole of her tiny, slightly pulsating anus. Her fleshy cunt-lips, the tiny puffy folds of flushed delight, quivered excitedly to his touch, while the moons of her exotically rounded ass trembled and began to rotate before him in tiny greedily seeking little circles.
Christ! She really wanted it bad… This was going to be the hottest fuck he'd ever had…
CHAPTER TEN
Captain Mark Keller didn't dare look over at the beaming Asian boy beside him in their plane seat, afraid that he would start kissing him all over again. And, he could be thankful, too, that Sergeant was below in the hold. He grinned to himself, as pleased as was the shrewd, appreciative boy beside him who had finally settled down enough to look out the window at the peaceful country below them.
The handsome, young ex-Air Force officer was happy now that he had not told his wife all of the truth when he'd called earlier in the day. The facts were that he had been separated from the service that very morning, and had then been informed that Major-General Whip was arriving for an overnight stay at the base and that an emergency hearing had been set up for Kye with the old general setting on the panel. Mark's commanding officer had arranged it all, emphasizing General Whip's influence with the immigration people. If he took to the boy, and Mark, there was no doubt that he could pull the right strings. The surprise had come when the general dryly insisted that the hearing be held immediately, that he had other things scheduled besides setting on panels having to do with the future of dogs. So less than an hour after Kye and Sergeant had stepped off the plane in Riverside, they had been rushed into the hearing!
Damn, Mark could still hardly believe it! "After all, gentlemen, isn't finding some measure of peace for these war-torn people… especially the young… what we are all fighting for…?" General Whip had tossed amongst them, and that was all that had been necessary. Five minutes later it was over, and it had taken them exactly two hours to clear the base and climb aboard this commercial plane which was flying them back south to San Diego and La Berdina.
All in the same day, and what a surprise it was going to be for Dianne when they walked in on her, waiting in the apartment and wondering. Goddamn, she had a son, now! Son and dog… plus a rich husband… who still didn't know exactly how he was going to break that news to her, or how she would take it. But he'd made up his mind to tell her the whole bit, including the history behind "Mr. Ace". It was the only way if they were ever going to make it… a clean slate with nothing weighing on his conscience. As for the sexual end of it…? He still wondered how he was ever going to re-adapt himself in that category after knowing the never ending delights of his eastern bunnies… but he was damn sure going to try. His Dianne was more than worth the effort. Yeah, and now that his family had suddenly grown, it was going to need room… a little ranch, maybe, on the outskirts of someplace… half-way up a mountain and with a swimming pool!
Of course, re-educating Kye, as well as Sergeant, away from their sex-oriented patterns of existence wasn't going to be an easy, overnight job. Christ, they were steeped in it, both of them, and a certain Mr. Ace could take a good share of the responsibility for that… which was another reason why he had to lay it all on the table for Dianne. It was going to require every bit of patience and understanding both of them together could find inside themselves to Americanize these two street hellions, and probably then some, which was why he'd suggested that Dianne play guardian to them for a few days once he'd decided to try to help them.
Knowing Kye's innocent use of street jargon, and spiced with four-letter words, he'd had no doubt but what the boy would naturally resort to it on an average of every other breath, and he'd reasoned that if Dianne didn't blow her fuse on that score the young tiger might have a home. And evidently she hadn't! He remembered her reply over the phone when he'd asked her how they were all making it together. "We're doing fine… they just can't send them back… can they…?"