He then connected her hands to the hooks in the ceiling and pushed her head back arching her tits to him. He slapped her tits several times making the... red. He went down to her pussy and slapped it over and over till he had it red also. He loved rough sex a lot.He walked behind her and grabbed his crop and whipped her ass leaving welts over previous scars. He whipped her ass and her back and the backs of her legs. He then stepped close to her and spread her ass cheeks apart and began to shove. The shorts were barely covering her panties, or maybe she isn’t even wearing any panties, I thought. Mrs. G tits were almost popping out her tight, light purple halter top shirt. Her shirt was at least two sizes too short for her, but I wasn’t complaining. I could clearly see she wasn’t wearing a bra, her nipples peaked through the thin fabric of her shirt. Mrs. G’s nipples weren’t hard, like earlier this morning, but they were still fighting to escape her shirt. I managed to make eye contact,. She realized that I might have seen the whole act. I was also afraid that she might tell this to my mom. But she smiled at me very strangely. I got the much-needed green signal from her. My mind was to jump over her, grab her, hold her, tear her clothes apart, suck her, & then fuck her hard. But I controlled myself from doing all that as her husband was in the house. But I didn’t want to lose this chance.I followed her to another room. After entering the room, I went near her & placed a kiss on. He happily scooped it all up and crammed in the back of one of the trucks for use in the red-light ranch of pleasure.The bins of seeds for just about any farm crop were all packed up and transported back to their headquarters. It was far too early to be thinking about anything except grabbing whatever they could from the remnants of a halted society.They made it back without any incident and Desmond sent out watchers to make sure the roads into the town were free of military forces or any other.