Hell, even the steering wheel and battery shell were made of bakelite. I looked him up in the phone book. He lived about twenty blocks away--a mile an...d a bit. I could hoof that.I bundled up in a blanket coat then looked through my firearms. Boy, I pitied anyone that had put their faith in Glocks. They were half plastic. My old Smith & Wesson revolver had rubber grips and brushed nickel-steel everything else. I pocketed a handfull of rounds, checked my socks and started walking. (reeenactors. Normally, I’d have you fuck me on top, but I love your gorgeous little butt baby, so I’m going to fuck you from behind and you can really dig your tongue into Mommy’s pussy. Do a good job baby and don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.”Melody wouldn’t have cared if he did hurt her, all the 16-year old wanted was to be fucked by a man with a good, hard cock that knew what he was doing. She’d listened carefully most nights and when she heard her parents screwing, she fingered her pussy to climax after. I was kind of hesitant to go to his place alone, but then his huge big black cock entered my mind, and I didn't even have to think. "Of course. Do you want to pick me up in an hour?" No doubt baby. I'll see you soon." He hung up, and I immediately hopped off the bed and got in the shower. I wanted to make sure my pussy was good, and clean before Omar got a hold of it. After I showered and stepped out of my bathroom my father was sitting on my bed. "What are you doing? Get out of my room!" I. “Dad should have woken me up!” she said testily.“I’m fine, thanks. How are you?” I teased.“Sorry. Are you really fine?”“I feel like I was put in a dryer and tumbled for an hour or so, but nothing appears to be broken. I have a mild case of whiplash, but otherwise, no real damage. Stephie has some nasty bruises, and so does Red. Emily has a bad concussion. She’ll be in the hospital for a couple of days.”“Dad said the car’s totaled. That sucks.”“Yeah. I’ll get a new one. It’s just a car.”“But you.