It must have wheels cause she can feel it moving, and then she feels something above her. She feels someone grabbing her legs and pulling them back to...ards her head. “What the Hell” she is thinking, “What could these sick bastards be doing now”. Not knowing and wondering what could be next with nothing she could do about it anyway. Then she feels something rubbing up ad down across her pussy. That’s when the fear came crashing down on her, the horse is going to fuck her. She starts trying. His hand held her hips tight in his grip as he forced her to accept his fondlingof her asshole while she sucked Dr. Lenox's cock. His finger entered her rectum, ran around itsinside, teased the muscle as it clenched to push the offending digit out. She felt his other handreach around in front of her between her thighs and cup her sex, one finger split her pussy lipsto lay snuggled in the wetness of her inner pussy, and moved back and forth. She was nowtrapped between the fingers, each drove her. But the shame of it tied up his tongue even more. Worse yet,he felt the stress of the day weighing on him. Forced to sneak around,wearing someone else's clothes (someone who he'd just had sex with, noless), having his entire person, his being, his very sex called intoquestion.He began to cry.Tyler had never cried. Not since he was a little child and crying wasthe only method in which he had to communicate, but given thecircumstances of the evening, it just seemed so appropriate. He couldn'thelp. When I got home, I undressed and went to bed, I almost immediately fell asleep, being completely exhausted from being up all night and all the emotions I had experienced.I didn’t have to work the next four days so I didn’t have to confront Hank, Billy and Pete. I thought about going to the police, but with an unknown person in possession of a videotape of me eagerly sucking dog cock and licking my own shit of a rapist’s dick…. Well, the idea didn’t appeal to me.Then of course Saturday came.