He wrapped his arms so tightly around her and bit her ear, feeling her reaction roll through both of them. Her head fell back onto his shoulder and he...mouthed her trapezius. It far more sensitive than anticipated. She fell forward into the counter and he held her down. She felt her breasts flatten on the cool marble beneath her, felt her whole pelvis creased by the edge of the counter, felt her labia pulse in anticipation. She reached back, trying to urge him on, but he backed up until all she. I felt something cold and wet working its way up in between her legs and then, oh god, she felt a warm wet tongue run from the entrance to her pussy up to her pert little asshole. Then it all stops. Without warning he jumped up onto her back, his large hoof landing on the shoulders. Is she froze in fear, as is it struck her the Billy goat was mounting her. She let out a deafening scream and she felt him start to move back and forth. His motions became more fluid and she felt his dick hit. " Those boys are lucky she wasn't standing in front of them." Stated Bill, "the last ones that tried to hurt her ended up being permanent sopranos." Bill finished with an evil smile."Ms. Orchard I really am sorry..." Orchard! You mean the one from the papers!" stated the boy that had been on the left. All three boys moved at least one hand down to protect themselves."Oh shit! She's the one that kicks balls and keeps them as trophies!" said the boy that had been on the right."Steve Brown that's. "Pull your knees up and spread your legs." More tears, but she obeyed. This was my first clear look at all of her pussy, but I was preoccupied with taking a good photo before she changed her mind. "Look over here." The camera clicked and whirred again. "OK, that's all." I stood by the dresser and watched the photos develop, and Amy lay back down on her back, her knees still up."I'm going to keep them in a safe place, so don't bother having someone break in and try to steal them. No one has to.