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She heard a curse.

A familiar voice called her name.

She looked at the face behind the wheel, the face of the driver.

Ken?

She fell into his arms sobbing.

CHAPTER TEN

They sat beside each other on the sofa in their living room and held hands as they talked. Ken knew everything. He knew all about Cory's place and the Farrells. All of them had been rounded up by the FBI on kidnapping charges. Ken had traced her to the Farrell. Then he'd heard a rumor about some cops on the police force in that town. He'd been roaming the town in a rented car, hoping to find her. Then suddenly there she was in the road. His prayers had been answered.

"I thought I'd lost you for good," he said. Then he smiled at her. "Guess I was wrong."

He wasn't completely familiar with all the horrors she'd experienced. She was grateful he didn't ask. Maybe someday she would tell him everything, but not now. What she wanted now was something else. She kissed him.

"Ken, I love you."

He held her tightly. She felt herself turning on. They kissed again. She probed his mouth with her tongue. His hand moved over the front of her blouse. He wanted her tits.

She smiled as she unbuttoned her blouse for him. She unhooked the front of her bra. Ken kissed her and filled his hand with one of her tits.

"I missed you," he said.

"I missed you too."

She looked down at his hand as he fondled her tits. He suddenly lowered his head and started sucking her nipples. She moaned. It felt so good. He sucked hungrily at her tits. She held her tits for him. First one and then the other. He pulled at her nipples with his teeth. Finally he lifted his head again.

"I'm crazy about your tits."

She told him she wanted to get into something more comfortable, something he'd like.

"Promise me you won't move until I come back."

He promised. She left him and went to their bedroom. She quickly stripped her clothes off. She unwrapped a box, opened it and brought out some lingerie. She quivered with excitement as she held the things up to look at them. She hurried to make herself sexy for Ken. Sexy in black lace. A garter belt and black nylons. Wispy panties without a crotch, her bare pussy lips clearly visible. She prayed he'd like her pussy without hair. She pulled a pair of high heeled pumps out of the closet and slipped into them.

She posed in front of the full length mirror. She turned right and left and then she decided to change the bra. She brought another bra out of the box and put it on. This one had holes to let her nipples show. She liked it. Her nipples looked so juicy sticking through the bra like that. She touched up her nipples with some lipstick.

She was pleased with the way she looked. She rubbed her pussy with her fingers and discovered that her cunt slit was drenched. She giggled softly. You're a hot little slut, she thought. She left the bedroom and returned to Ken in the living room.

His eyes went wide when he saw her.

"Christ, Angie!"

"Would you like a drink?"

"I'd like to bite one of those tits."

She giggled. "Patience, lover. First we'll have something to drink."

She was aware of his eyes on her body as she walked to the bar. She loved it. She loved getting him hot. She stood at the bar conscious of her ass and nylon-covered legs. Finally she brought the two martinis back to the coffee table. She stood near him and put one foot on the sofa cushion beside him.

He whistled under his breath as he stared at her crotch. She smiled down at him. She teased him, rubbing her hand along the insides of her thighs, her finger moving closer and closer to her shaved cunt, then finally lightly stroking her cunt lips.

She slowly opened her cunt to his eyes. She could see how turned on he was. She told him to bring his cock out.

"Show your cock to me, darling."

He did what she wanted. He unzipped his fly and brought his cock out. He had a lovely hard-on, his cock knob swollen and wet at the tip.

She wanted his balls out in the open and she told him so. He smiled at her and scooped his balls out of his pants. Now he had everything hanging out. All that cockmeat. She quivered as she looked at it. She could see the fine blue veins running through the skin of his bloated ball-bag.

She finally put her drink down and knelt between his legs. She kissed the tip of his prick. She took his cock knob in her mouth. He made a sound of pleasure as she sucked the leaking juice out of his pisshole. Her lips slurped aver his cockhead. She loved the feel of his hot prick in her mouth.

Then she left his cock knob to lick his balls. She took each ball in her mouth, lifting them with her fingers. He watched everything she did. He groaned when she took his cock in her mouth again. Now she started mouth-fucking him. She bobbed her head up and down. She took his prick deep in her throat. Saliva drooled out of her mouth to wet his cock and balls. He groaned and held her head. Finally she stopped.

"You're wearing too many clothes," she said. She worked on his shoes and slipped them off his feet. Then she helped him get his pants and shorts off. He sat down again, naked now below his waist.

She made him raise his knees to his chest. For a moment she just looked at everything. His thick cock, his dangling balls, all the hair that grew into his ass crack and around his tight little asshole.

She started licking his balls again. This time she licked lower down. He shivered when her tongue touched his asshole.

She licked his asshole steadily. She kissed it. She pressed her lips against his asshole and nibbled the puckered ring.

He went wild, groaning and squirming as she worked on his asshole. She let some saliva flow out of her mouth to drench his grommet. His asshole opened up like a small brown mouth. Her tongue pushed inside. She began fucking his asshole with her tongue. His balls pushed against her eyes and nose as she worked her tongue in and out of his ass.

She was very hot. She loved doing his ass. She loved the musky taste. She could feel his asshole becoming loose and receptive. She thought of all the people she'd done it to. She was a different woman now. Lord, how different she was.

She held Ken's cock as she sucked on his asshole. She slowly frigged his prick as her tongue slithered in and out of his grommet. He was into it now. He pulled his knees all the way back and told her to go deeper with her tongue. "All the way in, baby. All the way in."

She giggled against his asshole as she rammed her tongue inside his shit-tube.

Finally she pulled away. His cock was like iron. She rose up and climbed over his lap. She poised her crotch over his lap and pushed, his cockhead inside her cunt hole. They, both groaned as she sat down on him.

His cock seemed bigger than ever. It felt so good in her pussy as she squirmed around. She lifted one of her tits in her hand and he took her nipple in his mouth. She began moving up and down. She fucked him slowly. She wanted it to last. She wanted it to go on forever.

She could feel the juice pouring out of her cunt. She talked to him about it. She said his cock felt wonderful. She said he had the loveliest cock in the world. Everything a girl could want.

When he tried to speed up, she told him to slow down.

"Make it last, darling. I don't want it to stop."

She teased him with her pussy. The mouth of her cunt sucked on his cock each time she rose up.

He squeezed her ass with his hands. He said her cunt felt great on his cock.

"Tight pussy, baby. Tight hot pussy."

She pumped up and down. She watched his face. It made her hot to see the pleasure in his face. She kissed him. Then she slowly pulled herself off his cock.

He showed his disappointment. "What's the matter?" He had a puzzled look on his face as she squirmed around on his lap.

Reaching behind her, she grabbed his prick. She pushed his cock knob against her asshole. Her asshole opened and she eased down again. No lubrication. She didn't need it any more. She took him easily. She sat down, stuffing his hard cock deep inside her ass.