This went on for hours and I am so tired, but it didn’t matter, I was their fucktoy gift. Even when I was given a tinkle break, when I was done I fe...lt two stubby fingers jammed up my butthole while being told “You not done yet baby” leading me back for another fucking.Finally, its daddy’s turn to fuck me, and I was a sloppy mess. My heels were lost in one of the times I was picked up and carried from (or to) a room, my stockings were so sticky and wet, I was surprised that one of the guys. Susan was the talented 18 year old daughter of Bonnie and Clyde Howard. Susan's mom had the dubious reputation of being a "cop groupie" and was well known to most of the males on the local police force. She was also easily recognized by most of the sheriff's deputies that worked the backwater rural county in central Florida. She usually was studying in the next room when her mom was giving her all to keep law enforcement morale up in the rural community.Susan had never been in trouble with the. "Boys don't like me." I turned to her. "What do you mean they don't like you? You're adorable!" "That's the problem. The boys want the hot skinny girls. Nobody wants the fat girl." I could see that this was seriously weighing on her. I put my arm around her and pulled her closer. "Those boys are idiots. I never date skinny girls. I prefer girls built like you." She looked up at me. "Why?" "Well, because I like a woman with curves. I like nice boobs and a nice round ass. Nothing worse than a. . we mustn't ... ohhhhh..."But even as she stammered out all this awkward denial, she couldn't keep her lust-glazed eyes off his still expanding and lengthening cock. "Ooooooooh," she squealed, hopelessly thrilled and in the grip of a passion so obscene it was unnamable. "Yes, I love you ... you know I do ... but how can we, ... how can we ... oh Damn!, we have to! I have to! I can't stand it -- I've got to cum!"And with this, all last remnants of puritan morality and restraint fled, and.