"Aieeeee phut," the guy wailed before he passed out.Next job was fixing up the blood pump, old Sam stunned the hog and we fixed some neoprene tube to ... hand pump and stuck one end in the hog's leg vein and fed the tube through a hole in the shack wall ton the hand pump and on into the guys arm.Next thing Sam got started,I tried to see what was happening but there was too much blood and Sam set to work with his pliers and knife and little clamps made from clothes pins and some cat gut from his. "A little tighter, she's moving up here," she instructed the two girls.Betty was squirming harder and harder. She didn't like this spanking. It was pain, not pleasure. She wanted it to end. Her not even able to move her legs or her arms only added to her helplessness. Strangely, all of this was starting to arouse her further. She liked the feeling of helplessness.Jennifer continued until her hand was sore and her palm almost as red as Betty's bottom.Betty's ass was on fire and she could no. And penetrate me he did! I told you before Mike was hung like a stallion, with an amazing 10inch cock that would do a porno stud proud. He slowly took his gigantic dong and set about stuffing it into my still heaving cunt. Fortunately my orgasm had been so strong that the pussy juices helped lubricate his entry. Mike started slow and began heaving his monstrous prick in and out of me like a steam train entering a tunnel, but before long his excitement was showing as his pumping increased until. ” Chicoopened his eyes and smiled as he sawLynnpreparing Toro’s sleeping bag. “Third night in a row now, right?”“Yeah, well ... maybe. I don’t want to see her get hurt, that’s for sure. And I don’t want to force her to do anything. I’ve been having some problems with the muchachos about that.” Toro paused for a moment and sighed. “AndChico, want to hear something amazing?”“Sure.”“Last night, I was bone tired. Lynn and I don’t fuck in our sleeping bag. With her welts, that would just hurt her.