“Don’t!” In her ear he breathed, “Not that. Cry! Yell! Scream!” She felt the air cool on her naked legs. His touch pene...rated the folds of her feminine places and stroked, softly relentless. Betty tried to pray, but no words came. This could not be happening to her. She was sprawled against the table with her legs spread, her skirt up, her blouse and bra gone to bare her breasts. He was doing what he pleased, his hand between her legs, and she was powerless to. You are gonna join us in our fun or else." Not even waiting for an answer, Isabelle returned to her kiss with Andy. "Let's head to your room." Soon all five of them, were in Andy's room. Isabelle shoved Andy onto his bead and began to kiss him deeply. She was controlling every step of the act. "Put those hands of yours to work," she ordered. Andy followed the orders. His hands slid under her dress and began to rub the outside of her panties. Isabelle moaned in pure lust. "Awwwww, good job,". '' Son, I can shoot a sand flea's pecker clean off at a 1000 paces, leavin him alive enough to sing soprano in a choir.''''Shooting you wouldn't be no kinda sportin contest should I chose to arm myself and I might just be of a mind to do just that if y'all don't curtail that racket.''''Who in hell's half acre are you boys and why are you in here?''''Y'all making enough noise to wake stonewall Jackson from his eternal rest.''And on and on with all sorts of blah- blah woof-woof shooting out her. Then she started to stroke her little fist up and down her sleeping brother’s cock, as she panted softly, her pale blue eyes gleaming with her excitement.She tried a tentative squeeze….“Aaaaahhhooommmm,” Devan moaned, but still he didn’t wake up.Misty paused, watching him anxiously; ready to jerk her hand away if he stirred, or opened his eyes…. she loved playing this game, and played it whenever the opportunity arouse. The game made her feel so Nasty! She didn’t want him to catch her, this.