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doing, he slowly concluded, so it must mean that Nadalee thought he was good and more than just a
freak.... The labored conclusion filled him with glee and he giggled again as he locked his mouth roughly
over the upper portion of the cleft between her thighs. This would make her like him more than ever, he
grinned, lowering his face a little to flick the tip of his tongue down into the tiny tightly-puckered hole of
her anus nestling just below the moist portal of her vagina.
"Nooooo, pleeeeeassse," Nadalee whimpered as the unexpected wet electric contact of his searing
tongue against the sensitive rubbery opening sent a tormenting prickle of feeling racing through her
nerves. She clenched her eyes tightly shut again and whimpered, trying desperately to screw her
buttocks deeper into the bed and away from the hot snaking tongue licking without mercy now at her
virginal asshole. After a moment, though, he sensed that her first shock was gone and that she was
starting to enjoy it by degrees, in spite of the fact that she was sobbing and groaning, as though she hated
every second of what he was doing.
Yes, he was right, because she was beginning to jerk back against him a little, her cushions of soft ivory
roundness lifting slightly off the mattress and pushing forward in search of the pink hotness of his tongue.
The sex-wild girl knew that she had lost every shred of decency as she felt her hands go out to find him
like things with minds of their own, suddenly clawing in vain desperation when her fingertips grazed the
sweaty slickness of his hairless crown. She heard him snicker as he ducked his head lower between the
cheeks of her ass to escape her sharp fingernails. Then he clamped his open mouth over the brown
throbbing ring of her anus, bringing further combined cries of pleasure and humiliation from her lips. He
was in complete control now and it would not be very long before he was allowed to do what he had
been waiting for all along. But it better be soon, he thought sluggishly, or the pretty girl would cum before
she was supposed to and Mr. Blackwell would really be mad. He sensed that she was almost ready to
do it now as her shamelessly aroused body began to jerk spasmodically forward in a deliberate
movement up against his tongue. He felt the abnormal hugeness of his hard fleshy cock beating urgently
against the mattress, the lust-hardened head jerking out droplets of shiny semen that stained the
bedspread as he licked gluttonously at the tiny puckered lips of her helpless anus.
George leered obscenely at the wantonly stimulated nymph and felt a tremendously gratifying wave of
pride in his own handiwork. He received even greater satisfaction from what seemed already to be the
greatest excitement he could remember during the last few years of his retirement. Obviously Dolores felt
the same way, his depraved mind decided, since she was thoroughly engrossed in watching and was
openly fingering her newly-awakened pussy as though she were the only spectator.
"Nadalee, what would you like Braun to do now?" George asked in a bantering tone. "Wouldn't it feel
wonderful, dear, if he slipped his giant prick up between your legs?"
Nadalee's resistance was practically non-existent and yet she could not allow herself to suffer this final
indignation, knowing that anything she admitted about how she really felt would be the final humiliating
surrender. The mere thought of confessing how much she really did, in spite of her revulsion, ache to
have the obnoxious imbecile's enormous penis inside her now-if only to quench the burning need raging
in her loins at that very moment-was utterly unbearable to her. Her lovely young face was white and
straining as she lay there, afraid to let George catch her eyes.
"No, I can't-I won't say that," Nadalee refused with obvious difficulty, pitting all of her remaining strength
against the prodding of his vulgar words. God, though, their very lewdness aroused her even more than
she already was, she confessed to herself, calling upon all her reserves of willpower to defy this
seemingly final subjugation.
"Of course you can, my dear, if you think of how simple it would be, how grand it would feel," George
coaxed, an almost sarcastic quality now in his voice. "All you've got to do is just say it-just say, 'Please,
Mr. Blackwell, tell Braun to fuck me....'-and then you'll feel fine."
"No, I won't, I won't," she half-shouted, her face quivering involuntarily at the corners of her green eyes
as her buttocks still ground impatiently down into the mattress, wrinkling the bedspread in bunched folds.
As if on signal, Braun then flicked his tongue out to swirl it tantalizingly around the tip of her erectly
throbbing clitoris. "Oooooohhh, oooooohhh!"
"Do you want me to tell him to stop what he's doing?" the towering millionaire taunted.
"Nooo, oh nooo.... Please don't make him stop!"
"Well then, say it-say exactly what I told you," George rasped cruelly.
"Say it!"
"I ... I ... want him to do it to me," she finally relented, the last shreds of her dignity beginning to drain
away from her lust-consumed soul.
"No, Nadalee, Braun can't understand what you want when you say it that way," George baited. "You'll
have to say exactly the right words if you want him to slide that beautiful big cock of his up into your
belly."
God, she despised even the idea of succumbing to her licentious employer and giving him that
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