Ray Walker - Hot pants foster daughter

"I said no back talk from you, you cheap little whore!" Horse snarled as he grabbed poor Denise and threw her onto the bed. "Not now or ever! Now me and my buddy Chuck are going to go back out there and have a few more brews and think about how it's going to be with you shacking up with us! Now there's lots of shit here all over the floor that you can clean up if you want to, or you can just lie there and try to get some shuteye, but when we come back, we're expecting you to be spread wide so we can slip our cocks into your slit and rut on you for as long as we feel like! Come on, man, let's go!"

The two boys left the room.

Denise was all alone, lying on the bed. She was very frightened. She didn't want to live with these two boys for the rest of her life.

A long time passed.

Denise could hear Horse and Chuck in the next room, talking. Finally, though, everything grew quiet. What was happening? Denise decided to go and look. She got off the bed and went to the door, looking out.

Horse and Chuck were still there. But they'd drunk so much beer that they'd passed out.

Denise decided that she'd better escape while she had the chance. She put her clothes back on and got her suitcase, then she left the house without the two boys hearing her. She was lucky to escape.

"You have to understand, Denise, that my wife and I are of the old-fashioned school."

Denise nodded.

"We believe that if a child misbehaves, it is in her best interests to be punished. I just want to make it clear to you that we run a very strict household, and that if you are ever disobedient or don't do what you are told, then you can expect to be punished. It's for your own good. Is that understood?"

"Yes," Denise replied.

"I'm glad to hear that," her new foster father said, with a smile on his face. "It's just that we've been foster parents to so many girls, and we've always found that strict discipline benefits everyone concerned in the long run. Though I don't expect that we'll have very many problems with you. You seem like a very nice, [missing text]."

He started to gulp, muttered thanks and held her while she shifted him back to his chair.

She took him to the therapy room and locked the door behind them.

Terri felt his cock. He was ready. He had a hard-on that could crack ice, hammer nails or skewer a hot cunt. She licked her lips and ran her hand over her cunt. This was going to be a good one, she knew it.

"The ground rules are simple. As I said before, don't tell anyone, him or even grin like you just got laid. You can't move around. I can, so tell me, guide me, but don't get jumpy or all this time you've spent getting cured is shot to shit. I'm going to get you off once to take the pressure off. Then we really start to fuck. If you feel like you're going to come, let me know and I'll stop you."

"You'll squeeze my cock?"

"You got it, Daryl. I'm not doing this just for you. I get my fun too, baby, and wasting a good boner is a disaster."

"Usually I can hold it, but after weeks here, I dunno." He grinned. "At the first sign, I'll tell you, Terri."

Terri had a good body, she knew. She wished she could lose a few pounds, but the roundness added to her belly and hips turned guys on as though she'd flipped a switch in their generators.

She had big tits, with huge, dark nipples and a cunt-muff as thick and dark as the hair on her head.

"Sixty-nine, or shall I blow you?"

"Gimme some pussy to eat and maybe I can hold it."

"Daryl, you're my kind of guy, a pussy lover."

He surprised her. He didn't blow at her first lick and he was great at eating her cunt. A few guys still wouldn't and a few weren't very good, but he was with real talent and went after her cunt like it was the best thing he'd tasted in weeks.

She licked around the head of his cock and the bulging veins throbbed in her fingers. "Go for it, baby, shoot my face full, then we can fuck like animals."

She jacked his cock-shaft and sucked the prick-head deep to give him both tongue and cheek action. She could feel his balls tighten up. A spasm rattled her. All that good stuff he was doing to her cunt was more than just making her squirm and wiggle. Little flashes of color were bouncing off her eyelids, and her insides were writhing with the come. She sucked hard on his cock, hoping she could get him off first in case he twisted and hurt himself. She lost. She whirled up and away like a balloon with a hole, zooped and dove some circles and was sinking low when the splat of his jism brought her to life. She gulped what she could, then let it shoot in the air. She rubbed it on her tits and belly when she wiped it off his gut.

"Think you can get that nice cock up for me?"

"To get in your pussy, I could lift weights with it!"

She smiled.

She stroked his cock. "I'll get up the first time, then we'll see how it goes. If you're okay, then maybe we can try some other stuff."

"Always the nurse."

"Therapist, and I love my work, especially this kind." She held his cock at her cunt-lips and rubbed it along her fuck-slot. "They don't know it, but I'd scrub floors to work here with you guys."

Daryl laughed. "Terri, you've got the perfect job!"

She nodded in agreement. Swiping his bulbous cock-head from, her clit back toward her asshole was making her feel good. She swiveled down slowly on his cock, savoring each inch as it fucked up her cunt. She held steady, gripped down on his cock for a muscle roll with her pussy and watched his face beam.

"Just a sample, buster. I'm going to fuck you limp!"

She dropped on down us take all of his cock, to get him buried as deeply as he'd go in her cunt. A swirl, a hump, another circle and some scoots forward to give her clit a workout, and then a bend forward to drop a tit in his face.

"Suck my tit, baby, give me some nice feelies while I get that prick of yours stirred up to do me some good."

It was doing her lots of good. She lifted up a few minutes and then sank down.

Terri wished she'd signed out the room for three hours. This guy was good.

"How'd you learn how to fuck? Some older woman taught you, right?"

"Ahhhh, yeah, she was an older woman." So he wouldn't say, protected the lady, nice guy.

"Come on, Daryl, I haven't come for minutes. Shoot me some cock. Pack my pussy full of meat. Plug me, baby, fuck me good!"

Suddenly it felt like he'd grown another six inches and hoisted all of them, plus the three more inches diameter widening his cock, right up where she wanted it, sunk up her cunt, touching her womb. She hunched along his cock for some clit tingles, swung sideways to get his big prick raking along the sides of her cunt, and felt him grab her left tit.

"Aaaah – ooouuu!" the breath rushed out of her.

When he slipped down her belly and tweaked her cunt-muffs, tugging at the hair, she began to come. Then he did it to her again.

Strong thrusts pulsed up her cunt as he thrust more cock into her. "That's it, honey, hard cock, just a little more! Jizz me, baby, I'm – angh – anghhh!"

She shivered and clung tight, vibrated her cunt up and down on his slammer and heard her own little grunts echo back off his chest. The swelling inside built, then lessened when she gulped and wailed in whimpers.

"Nice, honey, nice. Give her my thanks. That lady really taught you to fuck a woman to a sloshy bowl of jelly."

She squeezed his prick. It was steel-hard and working in and out of her cunt so easy and nice. "And how to stay stiff. She knows her fucking."

"That was the hardest to learn. It ain't easy to keep your cool when a gal goes crazy on you, humping and groping and trying to tear your cock off."

Toni giggled.

"Yours feels like it's glued on tight." She got serious. "How's your back? Tightened up, pain, everything okay?"