I loved it. I told him I wanted more. I begged him to slap his dick on my face. He did not listen to me, he knew he was in charge, not me. He pick...d me up, and threw me on his bed. I was in doggie position, and he told me that daddy wants my ass. I could not do anything, nor did I want to do anything. I wanted his hard dick jammed up my ass. He lubed up his hard cock with my mouth and then grabbed my tiny ass and rammed his cock up in it. I screamed. It hurt so much. But at the same. The new person celebrating was a fat bald headed manwith hairy arms with a bristle mustache and goatee. He was dressed like hehad just stepped out of a sixties disco. He was wearing grey bell bottomjeans, colorful floral polyester opened shirt and a grey long sleevedjacket. He looked to be in his early thirties. His open shirt revealed athick mat of black hair and a heavy gold chain hung from his neck. Therewas a ring on most of his thick fingers. What frightened Leroy about thisman was that. They found him the next day, injured. At his feet lay a dead cougar.They loaded him up on the travois and dragged him. He died before noon.Badoesa cried silently as she prepared the body. She took Runs Funny'sknife and handed her own knife to Melissa. She gave Runs Funny's spearto Bad Tom. Bad Tom passed his own spear down to Jas.Jas touched the hilt of her sword. She nodded to Melissa.Bad Tom passed his spear to Melissa. It surprised her that she couldeven touch it. She gripped it with fierce. And he'd never in his life hadany girl suck his cock like that. And in a public place, no less. Hewondered in what deep dark secret corner of Kyle's mind, Krysti hadacquired that particular talent.Arriving at the Thompson house, the two of them stepped up onto theporch. Marv, never noticing a quick glazing and refocusing of Krysti'seyes, leaned towards her intending to kiss her."What the fuck are you doing, asshole?" said Kyle in an extremelyirritated and shocked tone.Marv was puzzled. "I was.