I wanted so much more. I got braver and pulled her shirt up, peeling it off of her. She complied graciously and within moments I was in heaven. I pull...d off my own t-shirt, so I could feel our flesh press together.Her unfettered tits were open playthings now. I couldn't get enough of them, and she didn't seem to mind. No, not in the least. "Having fun?" she asked me, while her hands remained between her legs, idly toying with my cock. At the moment she was rubbing my precum all around the head. Both men had had their genitalia removed, their naked legs were covered in blood, their faces frozen for eternity in terror. The two men had retched uncontrollably at the sight of their colleagues. It would seem that whoever had savagely tortured, castrated and killed their colleagues was stealthily stalking them. “Ha Ha Woooaah HA HA!” The noise was very loud now, their pursuers were close by on either side. The men shook uncontrollably with fear, the memory of their brutally murdered comrades. "Don't pretend you don't like me fingering your little pussy, Abby, you little slut. And you are going to like it, even more, when I put my big man-sized cock in that little pussy of yours."His dirty statement made Abby shiver a little, because she knew it was true.As he spoke, Clay unfastened her belt, and began taking off her jeans, with Abby now giving up on resistance, and now becoming a little excited that she was about to be fucked by her mom's stud of a boyfriend."You can't fuck me,". I could not help but hug even tight, all the while roaming my hands all over her back. I leaned on her, adjusting myself to get between her legs. She spread them as an invitation. I tried, but we could not break the kiss. It was getting deeper and more passionate. She moaned every now and then, while we kissed. By this time, I was completely on her, lying on the couch, and slowly opened her hair, free from the bun.Meanwhile, I started pulling her nighty, over her legs, revealing precious inches.