James Barton - X-rated daughter

Wendy was startled by the girl's demand. She looked up in shock to find Gino standing at the foot of the bed, his throbbing prick held in his hand. She felt a rush of embarrassment as she looked into his eyes, but it passed as he licked his lips and smiled.

"Keep on sucking, baby… I'll do the fucking!" he told her as he pulled off his shirt, then stepped out of his pants.

Wendy watched as Gino kneeled on the bed and scooted forward between Trudy's legs. She could not take her eyes off of his pulsing prick as he held it near Trudy's wet cunt. Raising her head to watch, Wendy saw the youth run his hands under the girl's ass, then thrust forward with his hips. She watched in fascination as his prick slipped into Trudy's cunt, ovaling the pink flesh of her inner pussy lips.

"Ughhhhhnnn! Yes! Fuck me, Gino let me feel your prick in my cunt!" Trudy cried out. Wendy watched as the youth withdrew his prick and shoved forward suddenly. Then, his hand was on the back of her head urging her down. "Go ahead, lick her clit, Wendy… eat her pussy while I fuck her!"

Wendy lowered her head and let her tongue flick out to run between the spread lips of the girl's pussy. As she did, the tip of her tongue came in contact with Gino's prick and she thrilled at the touch. She licked the girl's cunt lavishly as Gino's prick eased in and out and she felt Trudy's tongue as it probed her velvet tunnel.

Slowly, Wendy began to writhe atop Trudy's body. The girl's sucking mouth and soft tongue drove her to new heights of ecstasy and she found her hand wrapped around Gino's balls. Somehow, she had reached out and taken hold of them without realizing what she was doing. But as awareness came to her she moved her other hand to the base of his wet prick and stroked him obscenely as he continued to fuck Trudy.

"Ummm… yessss… squeeze my nuts, Wendy. Go on, jack me off, too. That feels fantastic!" Gino cried out.

Trudy felt herself cumming as Wendy teased her clit with a frantic tongue. She gasped as Gino stroked her cunt deeply with his pulsing prick and she fought for breath. She buried her face between Wendy's legs and sucked her hotly as the room was filled with multiple groans and moans. Gino was the first to cry out. He took hold of Wendy's head and shoved forward with his hips as he felt the first chilling spasm rack his body. He gasped for breath as his prick began to pump wildly in the depths of the girl's cunt and she reacted by crying out with him.

Wendy shuddered as her orgasm washed over her. She gasped for breath as her head was shoved roughly into the other girl's cunt. Gino withdrew his prick suddenly and shoved the spurting thing into her mouth. Wendy tasted his hot cum as it splashed against her tongue; as the surprise passed, she swallowed, only to find her mouth filled again with his sticky, hot cum.

Trudy sobbed as she felt Gino pull his prick out of her cunt. She felt his balls lying against the twitching lips of her pussy and as her sensations ebbed, she drew her breath deeply and sighed. She could feel Wendy's mouth still sucking on Gino's cock, for the girl's chin was pressed tight against her own cunt. She ran her hands over Wendy's quivering asscheeks and looked up as Gino opened his eyes and smiled down at her.

"Man… that was some kind of a quickie!" he exclaimed as he pulled his softening prick from Wendy's mouth. As he did, he saw a small trickle of his cm ooze from the corner of her lips. Raising her face and leaning forward, he kissed the girl passionately, then told her, "Baby… you don't do bad for a virgin… I can hardly wait to fuck you!"

Wendy chilled as the reality of the situation came back to her. And though her body was satiated, her mind was in sudden turmoil. These people were keeping her against her will and she was doing nothing to keep them from having their way with her!

"Come on, you two…" Gino said as he climbed off the bed and reached for his pants, "unless you wanna miss a damn good breakfast – that's what Stella sent me up for in the first place!" Both Gino and Trudy laughed, but Wendy bit her lip as she felt the tears fill her eyes. She leaped off the bed and ran naked to the bath, slamming the door behind her.

Frank Harris opened his eyes and glanced at the clock on the nightstand. Beside him his wife slept fitfully; they had not gone to bed until nearly dawn, but when no reports came through about their missing daughter, they finally gave up and collapsed in near exhaustion.

Rolling to one side, Frank slipped his arm around his wife's body. He stiffened as his hand came in contact with her soft, warm flesh and he realized the front of her nightgown had fallen open. He closed his hand over her firm breast and snuggled to her.

Slowly, Shirley Harris came awake. She was first aware of her husband's hand on her tit, then she felt his prick twitch between the cheeks of her ass. Without thinking, she pulled up the hem of her nightgown and squirmed against his throbbing erection. She had spread her legs and reached between them to take hold of his prick when suddenly she remembered.

The pair returned as she thought about her missing daughter, but she tried to shut it out as her body responded to her husbands subtle manipulations. She moaned and choked back a sob as she guided the head of his prick into the warm nest of her pussy. She shoved back against him then and gasped as his hands moved over her body. Slowly, they began an even rhythm and soon they, were both panting in lust as he fucked her from behind.

"Oh, yes! God, yes, Frank! Fuck me! Uhhhnnn… all the way… stick it all the way in! Fuck meeeee!" Shirley cried as her husband hunched forward to bury his throbbing prick in her pussy.

Standing with her mouth open and her eyes wide, their youngest daughter, Sandy wore a look of extreme shock as she looked in on her parents. She had been up for over an hour and had just come up to tell them the police had called to report they still had no leads on the disappearance of Wendy.

Backing out of the room, the young girl closed the door quietly and pressed her back against the wall. How could they? she questioned. How could they be doing that when they don't even know what's happened to Wendy?

Her eyes filled with tears as she ran to the room she shared with her missing sister. She flung herself across the bed and burst out in tears as she cried aloud, "Wendy oh, Wendy! Where are you?"

For the next two days, Wendy found herself more of a guest and less of a captive. She and Trudy went for long walks in the woods, and though escape was foremost in her mind, she knew that in order to do so successfully, she would have to plan. Still, she was met with the dilemma of not knowing where she was – or which way to run. She had tried to establish a sense of direction whenever she would leave the lodge, but each time she became helplessly turned around.

Toward the evening of her third day in captivity, Wendy stood on the edge of the clearing and watched Buck chopping wood. When the black man had finished, he smiled, loaded up his arms, then looked toward the sky. "Them birds always seem to know where they're going…" he remarked, then turned for the lodge with the wood for the fireplace.

Wendy looked up and saw a V-shaped flight of birds. They were heading into the sunset and she thought that strange. Then she realized birds only fly south in the fall. As she followed the tiny specks, her gaze fell on the far horizon and the mountain range. Turning slightly, she realized what had been so familiar about the shape of the mountain – she had seen it a thousand times from the window of her own bedroom!

A strange thrill of excitement coursed through Wendy's body as she realized exactly where she was being held captive. It had to be near the edge of the National Game Preserve. She had been there twice on field trips and once on vacation with her family. All she would have to do is follow the dirt road to the main road – Pineridge couldn't be over five miles beyond that! "Wendy! Hey… come on… time to eat!" Gino called from the wide veranda of the lodge.