“Oh fuck!!!” She screamed as she began to rub her clit more rapidly. The Tin Man placed a hand behind her head and grabbed her hair to force her t... swallow his huge cock, nearly making her choke. Spit and drool covered her mouth and chin as the Tin Man brutally forced her to deepthroat his cock. The Scarecrow grabbed her legs and continued to pound her loosened cunt with complete control as the Tin Man began to throat fuck the degraded farm girl. The Scarecrow finally pulled out of her well. "I didn't meet Vivian that night because I went down the pub and got rat faced, but I heard him and my mother going at it like demented weasels all sodding night – bloody disgusting, acting like that at their age. I heard the headboard of my mother's bed banging against the wall for hours, until I fell into an exhausted sleep.When I got up next day they'd gone. My mother had left a note, which basically told me that I would have to fend for myself over the festering season as they were away. I remember her getting mad at her parents for forcing her to wear them, then crying later after her first day of school with them on and a lot of the kids ended up teasing her. I just thought she needed a hug and a friendly shoulder to cry on. So I hugged her and was her emotional support for a week or so until the novelty wore off. Or like the time I tried out for the tennis team as a high school freshman and didn’t even make the cut for the second team. That was a major blow to my self esteem. .. now so far away in my distant memory I can barely recall. Mostly... , I remember the closeness and the warm intimate feeling between the two of us as my youngest Aunt—Aunt Jeannie and I slowly meandered along the gravel road late that memorable summer evening so long ago.After a short walk, we came to Porter's Lane, which angled off toward a beautiful wooded area. Strolling a short distance down the Lane we came to the old makeshift bridge that spanned Peach Run creek.It was almost dark by.