'Roll over, slut!' Malcolm commanded.
'What the hell for?' she replied indignantly.
'Because Malcolm told you to do it!' chimed in Sally as she reached down and picked up the birch branches.
Mindy instantly obeyed, and trembled as she lay face-down on the ground.
Sally lifted the birch stick high in the air and brought it slashing down on Mindy's back. 'You nasty little bitch!' she shouted. 'I'm gonna get you back for all the shit you put me through.' She flogged the helpless brunette's back, tearing the clothes off her body. The birch whip rained down on Mindy's naked ass-cheeks. Mindy wept and wailed and cried for pity, but Sally was in no mood to stop flogging the wicked bitch who had caused her so much pain and degradation. When Sally became arm weary, she threw the birch whip to the ground in disgust and sat on the ground. 'Malcolm,' she said breathlessly, 'Let's get out of here.'
'Good idea,' he replied. 'But, first we have to bury Bertram Havermeyer.'
'He's dead?' Sally asked.
'Yep!' Malcolm replied. He lifted Bertram's body over his massive shoulders and carried him to the grave. He tossed the man's body into the deep, dark hole. 'Too bad, boss,' Malcolm muttered in false pity. 'That was a terrible fall you took. Damned rock put you away. A terrible way to die. May the Good Lord have mercy on your poor soul. But, I'm afraid you'll never get to talk to the man in charge. I doubt if Saint Peter will let you through the gates.' With that, Malcolm filled the hole with dirt, turned to Sally and said, 'He's better off dead. The son of a bitch doesn't belong in the world among decent people.'
Malcolm and Sally kissed and walked back to where Mindy lay on the ground. The wicked woman turned over as she heard them pass by and said, 'What about me, Malcolm, honey?'
Malcolm grimaced and said, 'It's a long walk back to town, but you'll make it.'
Malcolm and Sally drove the Cadillac straight to Sally's beach apartment. They packed her clothes and drove to San Bernardino, rented a motel room and collapsed into bed.
'I love you,' Malcolm whispered as he kissed her neck.
'Make love to me, Malcolm. Please! Fuck me!' Her voice carried a tone of urgency.
They fucked passionately. He fucked her brutally and tenderly, and Sally loved it both ways.
'Ohhhhh!' she wailed as she felt his prick slicing into her hot, tight, red-thatched pussy. She writhed in ecstasy beneath his powerful body. His prick filled her tight pussy to the brim. He hammered his cock into her cunt. She came, screaming loudly as her orgasm racked her lithe young body and sent her into a netherworld of untold passion and lust. 'Fuck me more!' she screamed, and Malcolm rolled her over on her stomach and fucked doggie- style. His massive hard-on rammed into her seething pussy, raking pleasure from her cunt. Her pussy was burning with lust. She came again, and this climax seemed more powerful than the last one.
'Aaaeeee!' she screamed as she wriggled her ass wantonly, dreaming of how wonderful her lover was. His giant, hard prick felt fantastic! God! What a marvelous lover! she thought.
Malcolm spread her ass-cheeks apart and slid his prick into her asshole. He pumped his cock hard and fast into her steaming asshole. She loved it. She loved being ass-fucked by Malcolm Reams. She didn't feel degraded when he ass-fucked her. It felt great. Her passion carried her away on a wave of sexual delight. His prick reamed out the linings of her asshole, and she felt another orgasm welling up in her well-fucked cunt. Her pussy leaked cunt-juice and her clit spasmed as he butt-fucked her tight asshole. Her cheeks glowed with satisfaction and she bucked and jerked her ass upward to meet his powerful cock-thrusts into her tight pussy. Soon, she had the fucking timed perfectly. When he thrust his rock-hard prick deep into her asshole, she jerked her ass backward at the exact same time. The result was a wondrous sensation that shot through her nubile young body and filled her brain with a rush of passion. 'More!' she begged in a throaty voice. 'Don't stop, Malcolm! Ass-fuck me hard and fast! Give it to me good!'
'Unnhhhhh!' Malcolm grunted as he reared back and slammed forward, impaling her tight asshole on his mammoth, stiff prick. 'I… I can't hold it much longer I,' he stammered breathlessly. 'I'm gonna come any second!'
'Go ahead, Malcolm!' she shouted. 'Fill my asshole with your jism. I want it all!'
'Aaahhh!' Malcolm moaned as his prick let loose with a flood of cum. His jism spurted out of his cock-slit and flooded her asshole to overflowing.
A moment later, Sally came. 'Aaaeeee!' she shrieked as yet another all-consuming orgasm racked her beautiful, nude body. 'I love it! I love it! It feels great, fantastic!' she panted as she bucked and writhed, sighed and groaned, thoroughly enjoying the hot ass-fucking that Malcolm had so expertly meted out. It was perverse to be fucked in the asshole, she thought. It was wicked, evil and wanton to allow a man fuck her asshole. But she didn't give a damn. She was beyond reason. Malcolm Reams was her lover, and she loved everything that he did to her. She would even let him beat her if it made him happy. She would do anything, anything to please her man. She was so proud to be with Malcolm Reams. He was a strange sort of man, but he sure knew how to fuck her tight pussy and asshole. And he was such a stud! she thought. He knew exactly how to turn her on, get her pussy-juices flowing and tease her, then fuck her to a great orgasm. She once hated the huge man, hated him with a passion. She had feared him and thought that he was a perverted, wicked, nasty man. Perhaps he was, she thought. Perhaps he had changed since he had met and fucked her.
Or perhaps she had changed. Two days ago, she would never have submitted to an ass-fucking, and now she was loving it, even begging for it, pleading for Malcolm to ream out her asshole with his tool. It still hurt to be ass-fucked, but the pain was over come with sexual pleasure. She enjoyed being sexually dominated by Malcolm Reams.
'Damn!' she blurted. 'I just thought of something. Bertram Havermeyer called you a superman. He was right,' she said as she squeezed his drooling prick and licked a drop of cum from his cock-tip. Immediately, his prick began to swell again. He had just shot his load of jism, and here he was with a throbbing cock, a reddish cock-knob, a blue-veined tool. Christ! she thought. How in the world can a normal man get a raging hard-on only moments after shooting his wad? 'I don't get it. How can you be so damned virile. It's inhuman!' She looked directly into his beautiful eyes, sighed and said, 'Are you Superman?'
'With you I am,' he replied. 'I just can't get enough of your hot pussy and tight asshole. And right now I plan on sucking your cunt, you beautiful little redheaded bitch.'
As she stretched out and luxuriated in the feeling of his tongue that licked tenderly across her clit, she felt like the luckiest woman in the entire world. She had the greatest stud in the history of mankind. Was he Superman? she wondered.
'Aaaeeee!' she wailed as she came again.
Then Malcolm plunged his prick into her mouth and she sucked his big, hard cock eagerly. She greedily gulped down his jism when he shot a thick load of cum into her mouth.
Jism drooled out of the corners of her mouth.
She tried to speak, but the words came out all muted, and her lips foamed with his jism. She licked her lips and gulped down his remaining jism, swallowing every drop. Then she tried to speak again. In a whimpering voice, she asked, 'Malcolm, tell me the truth, are you Superman?'
Malcolm laughed heartily and shook his head in disbelief. 'No, my darling. I'm just a horny man who is in love with a beautiful young woman. I'm certainly not Superman.'
'B-but that bastard Bertram Havermeyer fired five shots at you. You never flinched. You were never scared. I thought that we were going to die right then and there. But after he shot at you, and didn't hurt you, I wasn't worried at all. It was as though the bullets just bounced off your chest. And you were there with a bare-chest, honey. You weren't wearing a bullet-proof vest I don't understand.' She gripped his prick and stroked his lengthy cock-stalk. Immediately, his cock began to get hard. Within seconds he had a massive hard-on. She kissed his cock-knob tenderly and looked into his eyes. 'You are unbelievable, Malcolm. You really are Superman, aren't you?'
'No, Sally. I'm merely an ordinary man. I have an unusually large prick, and an unusually large sex drive, but otherwise I'm a normal human being. I'm no Superman, believe me.'
'Yeah, sure,' Sally said, sarcastically. 'Then how come bullets bounce off your chest? Your bare chest!'
Malcolm panted breathlessly as Sally stroked his prick to a giant erection. 'Darling, those bullets didn't bounce off my chest.' He shook his head and chuckled boyishly.
'Bullshit! I saw him fire five shots at you, at point-blank range. He aimed right at your chest. You never
