hand beneath her head.
'Yes!' she cried. 'Let me suck you, Buck fill my mouth with your hot cum… God, let me taste you!'
Buck guided his throbbing prick to the woman's mouth. His eyes glazed as she wet her lips, then ovaled her mouth to take in the head of it. Expertly, she swirled her tongue around the underside where she knew the sensation was the greatest. With one hand on the base of his thick, black prick and the other tin his hairy balls, Stella arched her head back and took every last inch into her mouth.
Buck shuddered as he looked down and saw his cock disappear into the white woman's mouth. He could feel his long prick slide down her constricted throat and as she swallowed, it felt as though his prick was being pulled out by the roots.
'Arghhhhh… yessss… all the way, woman! Suck all of my prick! Take it down that tight throat of yours… Goddamn… suck me off!' Buck cried.
With her eyes glued to Paul and Trudy, Ruby leaned back against the chair and began fingerfucking herself. Seeing her, Gino moved over to sit on the edge of the cushion, his prick only inches from her face. Slowly, he began jacking himself off, his prick aimed at her pretty dark face.
Ruby licked her lips in obvious anticipation as the youth played with his prick and she fingerfucked herself so he could see. Then, both of them turned their attention back to the quartet on the floor.
Paul grimaced as he thrust his prick deeply into Trudy's asshole and the girl cried out. Stella gasped for breath as she took the entire length of Buck's prick into her throat again and the black man looked on in awe.
Paul felt himself cuming again and this time he wanted to hold off. Fucking the pretty teenager in the asshole was something he was not anxious to finish. He stroked her dripping cunt with his fingers as she writhed and shoved her ass back against him. Again and again, she wiggled and cried out and he knew she was if the midst of a multiple orgasm. As she stiffened again; her anal muscles seemed to contract and Paul felt his prick squeezed tightly as the spasms shook her sweating young body.
Pulling out until just the head of his prick remained, Paul shoved it in all the way and let out a muffled gasp as he erupted deep in her bowels. He shuddered strongly as she arched to him and screamed, her orgasm tearing the sound from her throat.
Trudy felt Paul's prick explode in her ass and she sucked her breath as Stella's legs fell limply from her shoulders. She looked up just as Stella's cheeks ballooned out, filled with Buck's hot cum.
Buck felt his muscles tighten as the white woman's sucking mouth brought him off again. He filled her mouth to overflowing with his sticky white cum and, as she swallowed, he held onto her face.
Ruby moaned and rolled her head from side to side as she fingered her seething pussy. Wave after wave washed over her sweating body as Gino jacked off in her face. She gasped for breath then as she felt the first hot splash on her cheek and she turned her face to his spurting cock.
Gino thrilled as he watched his prick spew its load of hot cum all over the black girl's face. She opened her mouth and caught a gob on her tongue as another splashed her nose, then her eye. Quivering, she finished herself off as Gino's prick jerked spasmodically and the last thin drops of his cum dripped forth onto her lips.
The group lay in a deep stupor for what seemed an eternity. Finally, Paul disengaged himself from Trudy and his shrinking prick came out of her tight asshole with a tiny popping sound. He looked about and found Wendy sleeping soundly, curled up on the couch where he had left her. Glancing at the clock over the mantle, he knew that his night was just beginning – it wouldn't be long before Clarence arrived.
Frank Harris hung up the telephone and glanced toward his wife, Shirley. He shook his head and her face went white as he told her, 'No one's seen her since she left the dress shop. The police have checked all the hospitals… nothing.'
Shirley Harris felt the knot in her stomach as she thought about her lovely young daughter. She choked back a sob is she recalled trying to talk Wendy out of taking the after-school job. But she had allowed it and now she was paying for her error in judgment. She looked toward her other daughter, Sandy, and suddenly her eyes filled with tears.
'Don't worry, momma…' the pretty young teenager told her as she fought to control her own emotion. 'Wendy can take care of herself.'
Frank crossed the room and kneeled before his distraught wife. 'She's all right, honey. We've no reason to worry yet…'
Shirley lifted her face and looked at the clock across the room: it was after midnight. 'Haven't we?' she asked and broke down completely.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was well past two a.m. when Gino escorted Ruby and Trudy up the stairs. Buck looked down at Wendy's sleeping figure and asked, 'Want me to take her to her room?'
Paul heard the car on the drive and glanced at his watch. 'No – leave her be… she might wake up,' he said, then took a blanket from a nearby chair and covered the sleeping girl. He turned to Stella and nodded, 'You and Buck bring the little bitch down.'
The woman glanced apprehensively at Wendy, then turned for the stairs as Buck followed her. Paul went to the door of the cabin, threw the heavy bolt and swung the door wide. He found Clarence standing in the chill night air, a broad grin on his ugly face.
'Come on in before you freeze us all!' Paul told the short, muscular black man.
Clarence looked about as he walked into the large cabin and asked, 'Which one is it? Ain't that little black girl is it?'
Paul locked the door carefully and shook his head, 'No. Her name's Joni. She's given us nothing but trouble since she's been here. She tried to bribe Gino to take her to the highway this morning…' he shrugged.
Clarence followed Paul through the dimly lit main room of the lodge and Paul unlocked the door that led to the basement. 'You can help me set things up. Buck and Stella will be bringing her down soon.'
The black man nodded and followed Paul down the steep stairs. Quickly, the two men set up a backdrop and assembled a rough barn scene; it was only two walls of imitation planking with a single stall and a pair of upright posts. Paul laid out burlap mats, then scattered handfuls of hay about to add to the appearance. As they completed the set, Paul gestured toward a large walk-in closet and told the man, 'Just a pair of coveralls… that should do it.'
The man nodded and found the garment. As he changed clothes, he asked, 'You just mail your film to New York and let them sell it?'
Paul smiled. Clarence was steadily pumping him for information – but it was no matter, there was nothing he could do without Paul's contacts. 'It's a little more complicated than that,' he told him. 'My brother processes the film I send, makes the masters in his own lab and does all the editing… then he makes copies and deals them directly to our wholesale distributor.'
Clarence smiled. 'Must be doing pretty good, huh?'
'We don't do poorly,' Paul remarked and turned as a loud noise came front the head of the stairs.
Stella and Buck appeared with Joni between them. The girl was blindfolded, but still she struggled.
'She's a lively one,' Clarence remarked as he noticed the girl's blouse half-torn off her body.
'She won't be that way for long,' Paul said and picked up the thin sack dress he had chosen. He tossed it to Stella and told her, 'Get her into that…' then he stood by smiling as Buck and the woman stripped the girl of her clothing and pulled the dress over her head.
'Please… please don't hurt me!' Joni whimpered as she felt her clothing removed. She struggled ineffectually against Buck's strong hands, then she felt herself thrust forward and someone else took a firm hold on her.
Clarence held the girl as Buck slipped into a pair of overalls and then joined him. The men looked to Paul as he prepared his equipment and Stella stood coolly aside, a look of interest on her face.
'Ready?' Buck asked as Paul turned on the lights and readied his camera.
'Yeah… let me get a shot of you bringing her into the set… Tie her between the posts.'
Joni felt her heart sinking as she was dragged across the floor, the men's hands biting into the tender flesh of her arms. As she was stretched between the two posts of the stall, she cried out in terror as her wrists were
