.. fuck, " Abby began to moan rhythmically, as Clay pulled almost out, and then pounded back into the tight teen bent over her kitchen table."Fuck, th...at is tight," exclaimed Clay, as he fucked her. Even with the ample lubrication her teenage pussy produced, the little cunt was vise tight on his big cock."Guess that old man didn't stretch your teen pussy too much, Abby. I'll have to see if I can stretch it out a little more for you, you little slut," Clay said with a smile."Ungghhh... Ungghhh,". You can stay there. Tomorrow we'll come and see if we can salvage anything. Believe me, I won't let anyone hurt you."I called Marci and told her what had happened and that I was going to let Marci stay in her old apartment. Marci was worried for her also. She told me she would take her shopping the next day and pick up some personal things. My kids are the best!I knew I had to develop a plan to take care of this asshole once and for all. I didn't want to go back to prison but I would if I had. I’m a little nervous. I am sure he has heard the stories of what goes on there after dark. It is the lover’s lane of this neck of the woods and even the cops don’t go out there after dark. Not because it is dangerous but because the road is so rough that more than a few people have gotten stuck trying to get in or out. You definitely need a four-wheel drive to get there. Thank god we are driving the truck and not the car.I was leaning on him as we walked back to the truck and could smell his. He stuck his hands down the front of my pants, under my underwear. He started pushing but it hurt so I told him to stop. He took off my pants and put his head between my legs with his mouth on my pussy. I told him to stop because it was weird, but he stood up and grabbed me by the throat and told me if I told him to stop again, he would kill me. I was so scared. What had happened to my sweet brother. He put his mouth back on me and got me wet, then stood up and pulled out his penis. He got.