She got a little concerned when they started cutting her clothes off, what would she wear home. A Frat-boy tee, hehee, she giggled to herself. She rea...ly had no fear right up until they tasered her u*********s. She woke tied splayed to a dirty table. This Was Not A Frat Party! There were a bunch black men in saggy jeans and leather; there was motorcycle junk all around the room. She knew, she had already been fucked hard before she woke, from the loud rap music she also knew calling for help. Lee was moaning and gyrating her hips. The mom then removed her fingers and her tongue began to lick the wet cunt hole. She licked all around it cleaning the girl then she plunged her tongue in her. As she slipped the tongue into the cunt her fingers grabbed the clit and and rubbed it making Lee scream and cum hard and fast. Mom then said "That's it girl. Cum for me. Cover my tongue and lips in that sweet pussy juice. Let a woman fuck that wet cunt. Be my fuck slut this week." The mom worked. A chill ran up her spine, as the area was still and deserted. With the feeling of eyes watching her from everywhere, she wished she never got the telegram saying that she inherited some building out in the middle of nowhere. When the car got a flat tire; she wished she didn't come alone.In the distance she then heard a load groaning sound. The old house that appeared from behind the treetops looked forbidden against the moon lit sky. Seemed her Uncle; who once lived there, used it as a shop to. It’s about what’s going on in our hearts, about accepting it and being true to it, whatever the contradictions, because the pain of not being true is often the greater cost. Murmuring ‘whatever’, I wash the mugs summoning the last brave bone in my body, he senses my anxiety and steps up behind placing his hands upon my hips and I feel his lips kissing the nape of my neck, it feels electric. His hands glide about my tummy and I turn, letting him nuzzle my neck, my chin, cheeks, forehead, hair.