.. he got most of it down my throat and i almost passed out a few times... he took me by my arm and threw my up on the bed yelling "you suck at this i...hope your pussy tighter" i felt so scarred thinking .. what would he do if he sees my cock .. he hates e because i cant suck his cock what happens if he cant fuck me... he slapped my ass and flipped me over.. he ripped off my shirt and saw i had little to no breasts and yelled "you flat chested bitch no wounder you come to parties to fuck.. i. They all were mechanics and worked at a large auto dismantling site just outside of town. They were all in their forties and you could tell they worked hard and lived an even harder life. Their hands showed the scars and cuts from working with metal and none of them had cleaned the caked grease from under their fingernails.Joe sat to the right of Susan. He seemed to be the oldest of the three and he noticed that the other two men seemed to defer to him. He was also the one that seemed to spend. I hungrily lapped at her wet lips and trying to push my tongue as deep inside her wet slit as I could. Janie returned the favor by engulfing my cock deep in her mouth. She tasted so good and her scent was so intoxicating. I would lick up and down her lips and then suck gently on her clit. Janie would respond in turn by sucking my cock down her throat and then licking the head. I decided I was I was going to see just how kinky Janie was. I licked up and began to tongue Janie’s rosebub. I circled. Jeb told them where the small cast iron pot was and the men quickly had a fire going with the lard melting.When the grease started boiling, the sisters had the pieces of catfish coated with cornmeal. They took the pieces of fish and slid them down the inside slope of the pot to keep them from splashing in the hot grease.After the girls had cooked all the catfish, they had two dish pans full. They covered one with a cloth and set the other pan on the small kitchen table. There was only one chair.