off for nothing.
Again and again she made his cock-head slither around in her iicentiousay sucking mouth, while her tongue continued to lick at the spongy knob.
The policeman reached down inside her sweatshirt, closing his hand over one of her tits: As Lyn continued to suck at his cock-head, he caressed her tit hafihly, his flngefi digging into the pliant mound of her tit. Lyn whimpered in pain, but that seemed only to drive him to squeeze her tit with even greiter force. The fifteen-year-old girl felt absolutely helpless.
Her list bet,- she knew, was to finish him in a hur y, so he would let hit go. After gulping in air around his cock, she started lowering her head around the stubby shaft.
Although she'd never given head before, Lyn could recall how Wince had fucked her in the mouth, arid she knew she had to duplicate the sawing motion on her own if she was going to bmng the Ponce man off. Her head bobbed slowly over his cock, her lips aitemating between a very loose rubbing and a tightness that squeezed the cock.
'Yeah, yeah, honey,' he groaned, hunching his cock a litfde deeper into her sucking mouth. Lyn almost gagged, but manaFd to fight back the impu'ise. Ail of his cock was in her mouth, her iips were pressed against the metal teeth of his zipper.
Slowly at fifit, then with greater speed, she bobbed her head over his rod. Her knees hurt from being pressed to the grooved rubber of the floommat and he was squeezing her tit ar d the back of her neck as she sucked at his cock. Hit fungi stirred and massaged bits balls and she was glad he hadn't insisted that she suck on them. The odor that wafted up from inside his trousefi had convinced her that she couldn't stand to have her nostrils assailed any further they were being tortured now.
Suddenly, his hand tightened on her neck, holding her head over the full length of his cock.
Then he was spewing his hot, sticky, slightly salty am into her mouth. Lyn swiilowed fast and hard, not because she wanted to but because she knew she had to. lf she let any of his Jim escape her mouth, he might Ft mad enough to arrest her. rime after time, he spurted cam into her mouth and she gulped it down. Finally, he stopped cummmg and stumped back against the door, his hands relaxing on her body. Lyn continued sucking at his cock until he caught her hair and lifted her moutii from the deflating cock.
'-Okay kid, take off,' he mumbled.
' How… how far is the city line?' Lyn asked as she opened the door ind backed out of the police car. She wonted to be on the other side of it before she started thumbing again.
'-Back there a couple of blocks,' the policeman told her, jerking his thumb in the direction they had driven not so long before. 'We're m the county now.'
The son-of-a-bitch, Lyn thought to hefielf as she stumbled away from the car towards the elf of the parxing lot. He couldn't have arrested her.
As soon as she was out of sight of the car, Lyn dropped to her knees and vomited.
CHAPI'ER SIX
'Then these people gave me a ride to where you picked me up,' Lyn finished, lying next to Frank in the bed. They were both smoking, something Lyn rarely did. But retelling the story of her adventures and abuses had made her nervous.
Frank sat up and swung his feet off the bed.
'Where're you going?' the girl asked.
''Into the other room,' he answered. 'I'll crash on the noor.' ''No,' she said, more stemly than she'd intended.
'Look,' he said, turning to face her. 'You've had a rough day, and you need a good night's sleep. You take the 'set, I'll be all right on the floor.'
'Why don't you sleep here, too?' Lyn asked.
'Because,' he replied, 'I might wake up a little and forget who you are or what you've just told me and screw you.'
'I don't mind,' she assured him. 'Really.
'Actually,' Lyn continued, 'I don't care. I'm not a virgin any longer. It doesn't matter whether I ~4 get screwed now or not.'
'Yes, it does,' Frank retorted. 'It's your body, and you ought to decide who you want to have it.'
He started to rise, but she caught his arm.
'Please,' she whispered. 'Stay with me.
I… I have nightmares if I'm by myself.'
In the dim light, he could still see her eyes imploring him, so he swung himself back into the bed and slid his arms around her. Lyn clung to him, trembling, her trim, youthful body vibrating agiunst his. Despite himself, Frank wanted her more than he had when she'd fast stripped and exhibited herself to him.
Lyn seemed to sense that. She rubbed her fingertips along his jaw, then tilted his head so she could kiss him. Frank was the only person who had treated her decently and she felt safe with him, although she didn't know why.
When her mouth met his agiun, his arms tightened around her a tilde. The extra pressure wasn't enough to scare her, or to cause any pain, but it was enough to press her firm, jaunty tits to his chest. He let her work her tongue across his lips for a moment or so, then eased his own tongue forward to meet hers.
Their tongues danced against each other's as he stated caressing- her back. Gradually, he was caressing her from her shoulders to the tips of her thighs. They were on their sides and Lyn lifted one leg and draped it over his hip, giving him complete access to her cunt if he wanted it. Something had told her, as soon as she'd seen the look in his eye after taking off her sweatshirt, that this man was goir; to be different than the others she'd encountered.
The way he was treating her body was certainly different them the way the others had treated it.
Frank's fingertips brushed across her skin with a lightness that surprised her and made her tingle.
Before long, she was trembling even harder agnnst him and her mouth had become more demanding agiunst his. Her tongue had forced his to retreat and followed it and the two tongues were now writhing agunst his deep it. the recesses of his mouth. This kiss was 'more like those she had been used to bestowing than any she'd had all day.
There was still one difference between the way she was kissing Frank find the way she'd kissed other males with this intensity. When she had kissed other males, boys really, this way, they had usually been tabbing her cunt. Since she had started telling Frank what had happened to her, he had done nothing but caress her back, ass and the bach of her thighs.
Now he was changing that. But he wasn't reiacmng for her cunt, to her surprise. Instead, ~as fingers slithered over the inner surfaces of her thighs, stroking and caressing her until she moaned into his mouth and tore an arm from around him to reach for his cock.
Frank gasped as her finprs curled around the stifl barrel of his cock. 'You that turned on?' he whispered as he moved his mouth to her throat.
Lot do you just want to pit over with?'
It wasn't a reproach, and Lyn didn't take it that way, but she released his cock and slid her hand over his flat belly and chest. 'You take all the-time you want,' she whispered to him as she ran the fingers of her other hand through his hair.
'I was planning to,' he assured her. Still, he wormed his arm out from under her and moved the hand to her ripe tits. Again, he used just his fingertips, but it wasn't long before he, had her nipples haud and rising.
The way Frank was stroking her was causing her pussy to grow wetter by the moment. Frank was playing with her with more skill and Bnesse than anyone had ever shown, and Lyn groaned as she pulled his mouth up to fasten her lips to his once more.
His fingertips closed around a stiffened nipple and rolled it gently about at the end of her lush tit.
Lyn shivered and drove her tongue into his mouth, slipping it around his as artfully as she could.
