After he left, Gibby Jane walked to the bathroom. She could feel her father-in-law's seed run down her legs and she took a soothing bath to ease the pain in her bottom. Her pussy had not been abused but she eased her fingers inside the tight hole to give her some relief. She wanted a proper fuck not this degradation and humiliation from Dwayne II. She ached to be on her back with Dwayne III thrusting inside her as she cried in pleasure but he was far away.
Her fingers slipped in easily and she orgasmed quickly. When she awoke later that morning she tried writing a letter to Dwayne III. She wanted to tell him about his father's unwanted attentions, his rapes of all her orifices and the continued abuse but she couldn't. Instead she wrote him of the lovely picnic, his friends and family and kissed the letter and sealed it.
She hated herself for allowing it to continue. She thought about running away but where would she go? Her entire life was in this little town.
It was a hot Sunday afternoon. Eileen had gone to church with a few of her older children but Dwayne II had declined. He watched them leave the house and opened up his first beer at 830 in the morning.
"Damn fanatic." He swore under his breath as he watched his prim and proper wife get into the station wagon and head off to church.
He dressed in his old blue jeans, wife beater shirt and shoes and headed to his favorite motel. It was a rinky dink place with pay by the hour signs and a few whores gathered outside even at this hour.
He saw the one he liked and motioned for her. A few minutes later they were inside the motel room. She was a large black girl with huge tits and a big doughy ass just like Gibby Jane's.
She had two front teeth missing that made for great head and frizzy nappy hair. He knew her name was La Tonya but he never called her that. He was a racist to his core and always called her Mammy. She was probably about 18 or 19 but looked older. Street life had taken its toll. She had been working the streets for years.
He would never look twice at a black bitch on the street but priorities were priorities. This girl here could suck his cock and take it anywhere plus she occasionally attended meetings of his and provided the entertainment for a fee.
Her eyes were dark but her mouth was wide with thick lips. She wore a tight fitting aquamarine dress that bulged with all her doughy rolls.
The room contained a bed, dresser and bathroom. The bed was well worn with springs that stuck through the mattress and the sheets looked like rags and had stains on them.
"Well, big Mammy. How come you aint in church today?" He asked as he settled himself on the bed.
"I could ask you the same thing." She retorted back. She had spit and fire in her but he liked it. She would pay for it later.
"No sass, bitch." He stroked his cock and watched her eyes as she saw its length. He was big for a white boy and it did stuff her well she smiled.
She nodded for she knew his moods. Women were nothing to him. Just holes in which to satisfy his cock – his needs. He didn't like backtalk and only ever wanted the whores to fuck to his satisfaction.
When they were well behaved he was alright. When they were disrespectful – he could be cruel.
"I got me a fine piece of white ass last night, Mammy. She was the tightest ass I ever broke."
La Tonya walked over to the dresser to leave her purse. "One around here?"
"Shit no. My new daughter-in-law. Yes, ma'am. She was hot."
"Your boy know about this?" La Tonya asked.
"Hell no! You dense, bitch? He's off to Iraq. But I got to take care of the little slut. Make sure she don't spread those legs around town. You women need to know your place. Yes, sir. You surely do."
La Tonya knew he liked his women young and preferred to break their bodies down. He loved fresh ass and new tight pussies but that was hard to come by in this small town. That was why rumor had it he always went after his son's girls.
He had been born into this town and had friends all the way up to the mayor, sheriff and beyond so no one would touch him or talk against him.
"Speaking of places Mammy. My cock's about ready to burst from hot cum. How about I hear you slurp it up?" He saw her already getting onto her knees between his legs.
"You is a good whore. You surely are. Know your place you do and that's a mighty fine thing."
La Tonya undid his zipper and his cock sprang forward – red, hard and throbbing. Her mouth sucked the head hard and Dwayne smiled. "Oh yeah."
He flipped on the remote that had been beside him and began channel surfing.
La Tonya never wore underwear and her one hand held his cock while the other fingered her pussy.
Her two missing teeth allowed his cock to slip into her mouth easier and created a sensation that no one else had.
Dwayne leaned back on the bed as he continued to look for a program.
"Yes, ma'am." He said smiling as he found a baseball game.
La Tonya's head continued to bob up and down as she gave him head.
"Oh, yeah, Mammy. Like that." He once touched her head to shove her mouth harder onto his cock causing her to gag.
He cried, "Yeah!" as a home run was hit and momentarily forgot about the black girl.
She stopped and he glared at her. "Bitch what am I paying you for? Get to it."
She continued to suck him and he stopped her suddenly.
"Come on, now. Bend over the bed. I don't got all day. Shit my wife's gonna be home soon and I got to mow the lawn."
He bent La Tonya over the bed. Her hands pressed into the mattress her legs spread apart. Dwayne pushed her dress up over her hips and to her waist.
"Damn, girl. Your hole as big as an orange." He pressed the volume up before throwing the remote down.
His cock slipped into her ass as he pounded into her. He smiled as he watched the ball being hit.
