Free Deviance Becomes Her by Mallory West Page A

 
    Conrad was astounded. He did not participate, but he was rooted in place! Every cell in his fat body was alive with a lust he’d never felt before. He thought he might keel over from the intense stimulation. He sat down on the floor near them and could not believe what happened next.  
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CHAPTER NINETEEN  
     
    Snapping back to the present, his piggy eyes coming back into focus, Conrad grinned…leering at Pam as she shuddered. She was now fully awake and fear had taken over. She started to scream. In a flash, Conrad climbed over her body and clamped a rough hand over her mouth; his hot breath hit her smack in the face as he said, “I love to hear you scream, but it hurts my ears right now…just shut the fuck up or I’ll get the gag. Hear me?”  
    She nodded with wide eyes. He removed his hand and grinned again. Pam wanted to pass out and not have to deal with what she knew was going to happen.
    “ It’s all about the pussy tonight, baby,” he said stroking her face with his curved finger. “We have all the time in the world. I need to keep you in good shape, at least until we get close to our destination.” It was around two in the morning, but the coke lines Conrad had snorted assured he would be up all night!  
    Pam had no idea what he was talking about but she just kept quiet. She knew she was on his boat, but where they were headed she had no clue or why. She felt she was finally coming out of this horrible drugged haze. She could not have been out for more than a few hours it seemed.  
    It had to be about six last evening when she knew he drugged her. Everything from that point on was a blur. She could see from the porthole it was very dark outside. She was hungry and her arm muscles were screaming for freedom.  
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    Conrad was busy down there…between her legs again. Actually, what he was doing felt rather nice…she shifted her hips and spread her thighs even wider.  
    “ Yep, it’s all about the pussy tonight…how’s that feel, huh?” He rubbed and massaged her inner lips making them swell with moisture. He was treating her exceptionally nice, pleasuring her. If he kept this up all the time, maybe this trip wouldn ’ t be so bad…if this was a trip. And for what purpose? Why am I here? Her mind whirled with possibilities.  
    “ Oooohhhh,” she let out a long moan as he ran his flat, wide tongue all the way up, then all the way down, savoring every inch of her pussy. “Yeah, oh yeah.…” she moaned lustily, forgetting all about her discomforts. She was going to cum! His tongue started deliciously swirling around her tender clit, intermittently landing directly on it, pinching softly with his lips. His fat finger dipped just inside the entrance of her vagina to play, tickling…sending waves of passionate pleasure down to her curling toes.  
    This guy knows his way around a pussy, she mused as she slipped into a tranquil state, just let it go , she willed herself. That fat tongue doing those nasty things to her… OH! That did it. She locked her gaze to the top of his balding head and her jaw hung relaxed. She grunted and let the hot liquid jet from her hole as her hips ground in orgasmic joy.  
    Conrad kept her thighs wide apart, groaning in lust as he watched the clear liquid spurt in an arc from her clasping pussy. He quickly licked and slurped, loving her sweet flavor. Pam completely calmed down and slipped away into another light slumber; remnants of the drug still swam around in her system.  
    Conrad let her be and went to check the console and make sure they were still on track to round Haiti. He took a few moments to stare up at the stars, which looked like a billion diamonds spilled across a solid black floor. His thoughts once again raced back through time to that incredible night in Cartagena where he found himself stunned at what he was about to witness.  
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CHAPTER TWENTY
     
    The Columbian woman lay on her back on the floor, legs spread wide, while the