He stood up and walked to the window, his flaccid cock nesting and bouncing gently in his withered balls. "Still snowing," he sighed, "we won't get out of here tonight."
He knelt by the fireplace and poked with a finger at the left-over vegetables. They were dried and brown now, wholly unappetizing. He took the jar of honey in his hand, dipped a big finger into it and licked it.
"This stuff is supposed to give you energy," he said to the girl but all he heard from her were more sniffles. "Come on, stop crying, honey," he begged, "you make me feel like a heel."
Sueanne felt the big man move next to her and push her back onto the floor. His hand went under the tight blanket and found her cunt, swollen and juicy with unsatisfied desire.
"I can't let you go to sleep hot," he whispered, "then I'd be a super-heel."
He pushed back the blanket and Sueanne felt something liquid on her breast. She looked down to see Mike pouring a spoonful of honey on her nipple, then leaning down with his warm mouth to suck and lick it off. She could feel her groin tighten with excitement as his tongue licked against her rigid nipple, sucking it, cleaning it, eating off the honey.
She heard a groan come out of her throat and she knew that her thighs were moving open in anticipation.
When the big woodsman had cleaned that nipple, he poured a spoonful of honey on the other breast and in the same, slow and sensuous fashion, licked and sucked it until the breast was clean and the nipple taut and rigid.
She felt his hot mouth moving down her ribcage to her navel. He filled her belly button with honey and tongued and sucked it clean, too. Her thighs were moving open, her knees high, giving him clearance to her waiting cunt.
He crawled between her thighs and took some honey on his fingertips, smearing her labia, her tiny cunt-hole, swathing her chit in the sticky honey. He held up his fingers for her to suck and Sueanne took his fingertips in her mouth eagerly, sucking them clean as his tongue licked and lapped at the entire area of her throbbing cunt.
She felt his tongue moving to her asshole, pressing in, fucking in and out. She was thrashing wildly and she reached down with one hand to grab his hair.
"Suck my clit," she ordered, "at least suck me off, I'm so hot I'm going to burst!"
Mike's tongue reluctantly left her sweet asshole and licked the hot, swollen labia. Every stroke of his hot tongue sent an electric shock to her groin.
"Suck me," she begged, "suck my cunt, Mike. Suck me off!"
His tongue tickled through her silky cunt hair, wiping it spotlessly clean of honey and she felt his tongue probing the soft tissue at the base of her rigid clit.
"That's it," she screamed, "suck it! Suck my clit!"
But she felt his tongue slide downward, pressing into her virgin cunthole, sucking out the honey, fucking the edge of the cunthole with his rigid tongue.
Her breasts were tight and firm and jutting toward the ceiling. She could feel the nipples pulling and tightening and she took them in her own fingers, pinching and squeezing them gently as they grew harder.
His tongue was probing deeply into her cunt canal, as far as a tongue could go. She wished it would penetrate her hymen, would crack it open, and the virgin blood would fill his hot and hungry mouth.
But his tongue at last moved upward toward her pulsing clit and she felt the firmness of his lips wrap around the throbbing organ. His tongue searched the erectile tissue until he found the rock-hard seat of pleasure and he moved it back and forth with his tongue.
"Oh, yes," she screamed, "Oh, yes, Mike, I'm going to cream all over your face!"
He found her tiny asshole and filled it with two fast fucking fingers.
Sueanne felt the invading entrance into her hot ass and her buttocks seemed to be opening to welcome it. The ass muscle was not tight at all, she was so excited, and she wanted more.
"Fuck my ass," she ordered wildly, "fill it up!" She felt a third big finger slide up inside her rectum, fucking in and out in a fierce and steady rhythm.
"Fuck me hard, deep," she cried out, "More, more, more!"
Mike plunged a fourth finger into the girl's asshole. It was gaping at him, hungry, trying to do the job both for itself and for her virgin cunt.
"Fuck me hard," she begged, thrashing, "fuck me until I scream!"
She could feel him slamming his hand hard in and out her asshole and his tongue was working furiously on her rampant, convulsing clit.
The rod-hard nipples of her breasts were explosive between her fingers and she rubbed furiously, feeling as though her whole body was going to erupt!
If only she had his hot, hard meat plugging up her cunt, as well!
She couldn't control the shuddering motion of her body and she felt her asshole grasping wildly at the fucking fingers. Her nipples, she thought, must be an inch long and thicker than she had ever felt them as she rubbed them madly with her fingers. His hot tongue was on the precise right spot on her stiff chit and the trembling began in her slender thighs.
She felt her chit convulsing in his mouth and her asshole grabbed his fingers so tightly that he couldn't continue fucking into her rectum.
She continued to stroke her long, stiff nipples as her hips rose of their volition. Mike had to hold onto her hips to keep his mouth moving on the wildly ejaculating clit.
Sueanne thrashed furiously, almost tossing Mike onto the cold floor as her cunt writhed in wild spasms and covered Mike's face and hand with sizzling juice.
Even when she sank back onto the blanket on the floor and her nipples had receded into the warm bed of her breasts, she felt his tongue moving slowly across her chit.
"No more," she begged, feeling the pain of his hard tongue on her exhausted clit. "No more."
He sucked her whole cunt with his open mouth, making slurping sounds as he drank every drop of her spendings.
"God, you taste good," he muttered, smacking his lips, "I could eat you forever."
At last, she reached down with exhausted hands and pushed his head away.
"No, please," she whispered, trying vainly to keep herself from failing into a deep and satisfied sleep, "No more."
She barely felt the big man crawl up next to her and wrap them both snugly in blankets. She knew somehow that her tousled blonde head was resting on his chest and that his muscular arm was holding her protectively.
Sueanne was not frightened of the blizzard, of the cabin, of this man. Feeling safe and protected, she fell into a deep sleep.
In her dream, she lay beside her father and stroked his naked body. She handled her father's balls and limp penis until she leaned down and took it in her mouth, feeling it grow hard and wild inside her throat.
When her father's prick was stiff, she dreamed, she lowered her body onto his guiding his cock into her slippery, hot opening, pressing his cock head against her virgin hole.
She lowered herself in dream-like slow motion, feeling every inch of her father's pulsing dick as it slid for the first time into her hungry cunt. His prick grew longer and longer, it was not inches long, it was a foot long and it kept entering her and filling her up, filling her up, coiling like a giant snake inside her canal – but never busting her cherry, stopping short of her cherry.
Sueanne groaned in frustration as she slept, trying to push her cunt further onto her father's cock, trying to pierce the hated hymen. But the cock just curled and coiled gently next to the maidenhead blockade.
Dammit, she tossed in her sleep, she couldn't lose her cherry!
Suddenly, her dream switched and she was in the car with pimply Billy, his wide and evil grin filling the movie screen of her mind like a devilish cat. She dreamed that he tore off her clothes and she was trembling from the cold. The snow was banked around the car and she was trapped.