Please. It aches."I responded, teasingly, "What aches baby?"She moaned, "My pussy and my clit." Well I can fix that..."She practically tore my hair ou... pushing my head between her golden, toned legs. I knew just where to begin.I had to get all the whipped cream out of the way before I could get to the goods so I quickly lapped up all the sugary goodness. Combined with her sweet pussy juices that were seeping from her hole, it was one of the most delicious treats ever imaginable.Once all the. God, how I hurt!" Helen groaned."Spike, that young man you take such pleasure in being fucked by, told me yesterday how they do it. How they get rid of their victims when they get tired of 'playing' with them," whined Mark, spitefully.Helen stared at her husband. "I don't enjoy being fucked, violently and in public, by Spike or any other rapist. I've done what I had to do to protect your daughter to the best of my ability. Don't complain," she croaked."We were working in the piggery. Me, Pigboy. I had discerned no change in our home life whatsoever. By the time early June came along, if you read those emails you'd have thought Lindsey and I were two steps away from the divorce court. Well, to be honest if what I assumed was going to happen did actually happen, we'd be two steps through the bloody divorce court door.Sure enough in late June, this Gordon prick had told Lindsey he would probably have to come to our town on business before very long. Now why did I find that so bloody. Xavier and the girls' exchanges from that point on were extremely tense. He mostly avoided Trish and Shawna, but it always seemed like Adrianna was underfoot. They'd chip away at each other day after day. Xavier didn't want anything to do with it but then Adrianna would do something to ignite his temper and they'd be back to the battlefield again.Nothing big happened until a couple weeks after the original incident. A long day of manual labor was ending; the sun was setting and a few of the.