J. Watson - Farm girl in heat

He finished undressing himself and then turned his attention back to her.

"Keep your boots on," he told her, "but take everything else off."

"I can't get my panties over my boots," she protested.

Dave solved that. He put his hand underneath her skirt and grabbed her panties. She heard them rip, and he held them up to her face.

"There's more than one way to strip off a pair of panties," he said, laughing.

Donna Joe shrugged. It was his money that had bought them. He could destroy his own property if he wished. He could even leave her naked if he wished. She was his.

She helped him take off her blouse and skirt and was soon naked except for her black boots. Dave immediately put his rough hand between her legs, and she felt his fingers brush against the swollen lips of her cunt.

"You've got a sweet body," Dave said. "A sweet body. Big tits, and sweet little ass. And sweet-feeling pussy!" "Oooooh," she moaned as Dave pushed her to the bed. She knew what he was going to do when he pushed her thighs apart and his head went down.

"Oh yessss," she said. "I like that. Oh yesssss!" His tongue slipped between her cunt lips and made her gasp. She hadn't realized how excited she was until his tongue slipped deep into her pussy. She put her hands on the back of his head and tried to pull his face closer to her moist cunt. His tongue brushed her swollen clit and she nearly jumped out of her skin. Her long fingers tangled in his hair.

"That is so nice," she moaned. "Oh, that feels so nice!"

She lifted her legs and locked them around his neck. She knew he was uncomfortable but didn't seem to care. She hunched forward to meet his thrusting tongue and shivered as she felt the delicious length of it.

"Oh yesss!" she cued. "Eat me, eat me! I love your tongue. Oh God, I love your tongue!"

Dave knew exactly what to do with his tongue. He moved it around the walls of her cunt until she became frantic with excitement. Then he started to lick her swollen clit again. He drove her crazy as she dripped hot juice into his mouth.

"You sweet bastard," she cried. "God, you sweet bastard! That feels so good!"

He started to play with her tits again, and she became even more aroused. She felt her plump melons swell in his hands. He was making her tingle all over.

"You're doing a good job," she moaned. "You're making me crazy! You're making me so crazy!"

She knew that he was giving enjoyment to her first because of what he was about to make her do. She forgot about the pain of having a stiff cock up her asshole, thinking only of how sweetly he was eating her cunt.

"My clitty," she moaned. "Take my clitty in your mouth!"

He sucked her hot little clit between his lips, and she wiggled with passion as she felt him nip at the small button with his teeth. Shivers of excitement surged through her.

She knew that she looked lewd as she thrusted to meet his tongue with her hot cunt. She was now very different from the young farm girl who had once been a reluctant rape victim in the front seat of a truck. She had turned into a hungry bitch-cunt.

"God, I love it!" she cried. "I love it! Your tongue feels so good. You sweet bastard!"

His fingers dug into her titty-flesh and he began to chew her clit like he was trying to bite it off. She felt a knot of tension in her belly as she started to explode.

"I'm coming!" she cried. "God, I'm coming! You're making me feel so good, so good. GOOOOOD!"

She humped up to meet his tongue and knew that his mouth was filling up with her juices. She heard him swallow as he drank every drop. She held his head tightly. She wasn't afraid that he would try to escape, she held him because she felt very loving toward him.

"You bastard," she said softly. "You sweet bastard!"

He kept his mouth at her pussy until she stopped shuddering, then raised his head. He grinned and licked his lips.

"Did that feel good?" he asked.

"Ummmmm, you bastard," she said. "You know it felt good. It felt real good."

"And now you're going to make me feel good."

"You know I am," she said. "Anything you want."

"You know what I want, Donna Joe."

"Ummmmm," Donna Joe said. "I know what you want, but fuck my cunt first. It'll make your cock hard and wet."

Donna Joe tugged on his hand and he dropped to the bed beside her. She put her hand on his throbbing, aroused prick, and it nearly burned her fingers. He was really turned-on by the thought of fucking her asshole.

Donna Joe tightened her fingers around his stiff cock. She slowly moved her hand up and down and saw pearly drops of jism on the round, bloated tip. She bent her head and licked the creamy drops. His come tasted hot enough to burn her tongue.

"Ummmmm," she said. "You taste good. Your juice tastes good!"

Dave pushed her back and put his lips on one of her big tits. She gasped when he nibbled her nipple with his teeth. He put his hand between her legs, and his fingers slipped easily into her wet cunt.

"You make me feel so good," Donna Joe moaned.

Dave rolled on top of her and pressed his prick between her legs. She opened wide and felt his cock slip through her curly pussy hairs and press against her cunt lips.

"Put it in me," she moaned. "Ummmm. Put it in me."

"You asked for it, bitch," Dave grunted.

His long, hard prick slipped all the way into her cunt with one quick thrust. He put his hands underneath her ass and began to thrust his cock into her cunt as fast as he could. She felt his heavy balls slap against her as he made his prick wet in her cunt.

"Your pussy feels good," he said. "It feels fucking fine. But I want your sweet ass!"

"Then take my asshole," Donna Joe moaned. "Fuck my ass. Put your big piece of meat in my asshole. I don't care! Stick it all the way in to my belly."

Dave gave her cunt a few more long, deep strokes before he pulled out. She sighed as she felt his prickhead slip out of her pussy. She had liked that feeling, and she wasn't sure how she'd feel about having his cock in her ass.

"Roll over," Dave said. "I want you on your hands and knees with your ass in the air."

She followed his directions, rolling over and climbing to her hands and knees. His fingers parted her asscheeks and she groaned as one of them pressed against her tiny hole.

"Remember your promise," she told him. "Remember your promise to be gentle."

"I'm going to be gentle," he said.

She didn't believe it – she knew how carried away a man could get, any man. He would forget all about his promise to be gentle when he put his cock against her tiny hole. She winced when she felt his finger worm it's way into her asshole. He drove another finger into her, this one clear up to his knuckle.

"I've got to have my cock in you," Dave said. "Your asshole feels tight as hell."

Dave slipped his fingers out of her and moved closer to the bed. He put his bloated cock against her tiny asshole. She felt the first hot pressure as he pushed his prick against her and tried to relax. She knew it would be better that way, but there was so much pressure and she was so afraid. She still remembered the pain that the four men had given her. Of course it had felt better after a while, but there had been so much pain at the beginning.

Her fear kept her from relaxing. She was stiff, and she trembled as Dave began to apply pressure. She nearly screamed as his thick cockhead started to force her asshole apart.

"No!" she cried out. "No, Dave! I've changed my mind."

"It's too late," Dave said. "You can't change your mind now. It's too late!"

"But you promised to be gentle," she begged. "You promised you wouldn't hurt me."

"I'm trying not to hurt you," Dave said.

But he wasn't frying. He pressed harder and she felt his hot cock-meat stretch her asshole. He was halfway inside when she squirmed, but it did no good. He was too intent on getting his prick inside of her.