"Only fifty-two more miles until the first overnight stop. Thank fucking GOD," he laughed. The white and yellow lines reflected back into the cab of t...e moving truck, but it was pitch black in the middle of Indiana.They had already been on the road damn near twelve hours, and Exit 66 was just a mile up the way, they had finally reached their destination."You want Cracker Barrel or something else," Silas asked his aunt."I don't care, I'm just starving. We can go there, it might be easiest,". I finally released the kiss when she needed to breathe. It took a few moments, but when her eyes focused again there was a sense of life and excitement that had never been there before. “Now I think I need to fuck you,” I said as I picked her up and carried her to my unmade bed. In another moment my cock was deep inside her flowing pussy, soaking in her juices, moving easily.“That’s it, that’s what I want!” she said as I fucked her. “I want your cock inside me, any way you want it. Anytime you. In fact, please go downstairs.”“But...”“Mike,” Dad said firmly. “Please do what Phil says.”I turned and headed toward the stairs to the basement.“I need to take your daughter immediately, Mr. Loucks,” Mrs. Laramy said. “Here’s the court order.”I went to the far end of the basement and plopped down into a beanbag chair. I waited for what I knew was coming, and about three minutes later, Liz screeched and then began screaming ‘no’ over and over. I wanted to run upstairs but I knew I could only. Bone-skinny with a permanent frown on her face. A difficult woman to like or be around from what I gathered as I'd never felt the urge to explore the family tree.Apparently, I looked a lot like my real dad. He had a touch of the ogre about him. A man suited to manual labour who the years had roughened up and shaped the way he looked. A real-life Fred Flinstone and I took after him. Not sure about the cock department though. If I got the outsized dong from him no wonder his wife looked worn and.