What I do remember was the pain for some reason turned into pleasure even though it was still pain. I could feel him penetrating deep into my body wit... every powerful stroke I could see and feel the pressure building within him as his rhythm increased to a near fever pitch. Sweat started to form as his sculptured muscles glistened in the light. I tried to move to meet his trusts but he had me hopelessly pined. I could see and feel him reach his peak my own crescendo was raising in symphony to. "Oh, and didn't she cuss us out when she peeled off in her big Lincoln?" Seth said, slapping Tyler's knee."Swore like a trooper," Tyler said. "Called us every damn name under the sun." And we just stood there and laughed, Pa," Seth said. "You shoulda seen us."Harlan smiled, shifting the pickup into second gear as they neared the crest of a steep hill. "Piss on her, eh? Well, I guess you young 'uns could afford to chuckle at her mean-mouthing and name-calling after you'd pissed on her."He. ..your gonna' make me cum! She looked into my eyes with a mischievous grin and grabbed my shoulders, raising herself up off my aching cock. I moaned at the sudden loss as she unwrapped her legs around me and eased herself onto her knees between my legs, she squeezed her hand around the base of my cock, holding back my orgasm, and purred, "I want to taste you...let me feel you cum". I could only moan, "Mmmhmmm" as I braced myself against the shower wall with my hands, water sprayed against my. The world made us hard, no need to punish us further. Life did plenty of that. Some of those guys would bend over backwards for you, give you their last dime, the shirt off your back. He was behind me and I felt the knife lift up the back of my skirt. It was held up for a moment and I heard and saw his flashlight flick on. He then continued looking for weapons. He ran has hands up the back of my legs. His hands, not gloves. Those were thrown down and now covered in a thin layer of dust. He.