I felt like a bitch in heat as I stuck my ass in the air to receive his giant organ.I felt him kneeling behind me as I presented my ass to him. "Reach...back and spread yourself for me." With both hands, I pulled my asscheeks apart, stretching my cunt open. Imagining the obscene view I was providing, I unconditionally surrendered my sex to him, biting my lip in anticipation of what I was about to receive. I felt the fat head of his thick black cock just barely touching my outer lips. "Give it to. Hell, $3 a day was more than most jobs paid for a week of work! I should of suspected that this job was not gonna be easy with that kind of pay scale, but I was still too naïve ta smell a rat.We left on a Wednesday mornin', an' I was a little surprised when I was issued a coach gun. It was double barrel in 10-gauge, an' it used somethin' entirely new ta me. It was a breech-loadin' shotgun an' it used metallic cartridges. We were issued 12 cartridges loaded with #00 buckshot. I also had my. Kay hid the car behind the farm house. She took a deep breath and sat there. ‘I did it, I really did it!’ She felt so proud of herself! She got out of the car and walked toward the house. She looked around first, all was quiet. She stood still for a moment listening for any sounds of a possible car on the road. But she heard nothing and saw no lights coming down the roadway. Slowly she unlocked the door and stepped inside. She let out a breath of relief and went to turn on a light. She felt. She was like a filing cabinet designed for pricks or a switchboard into which cocks could be plugged in whatever connection was required. Jonathon had fallen into the habit of fucking Brenda first thing every morning, and it was with that prospect ahead of him that he refrained from fucking Caroline most mornings, lugging his loaded prick, like a business-man's umbrella, to the office. This morning had been an exception.It had started out as usual.Waking up before Caroline, Jonathon had padded.