The Overseer stops in front of us. Is he going to give me a lash too? I row harder, I row with all my strength. The sweat runs down my naked body and ...nto the floor between my legs. We row naked but the heat down here is awful. And the smell. The Overseer’s whip rubs past my shoulder... I start shaking... God! What’s he going to do to me now?It smells of a****lic sweat and sex and female slaves down here. It comes from these twenty four female prisoners turned into galley slaves and all at the. He'd gotten it from the nightstand while she'd been busy cumming on Dave's cock. Now he intended to sandwich her asshole while she continued to fuck his brother. "No, Bill!" Jill whimpered, trying to meet his eyes. "No, don't fuck Mommy's asshole like this... not with your brother in my pussy." "Come on, Mom! You're gonna love it," Bill whispered. "Give me a hand, Dave!" With a big grin, Dave reached around and grasped Jill's asscheeks, spreading them wide for his brother. Bill chuckled and. You’ve got time to sleep a little longer. I was going to wake you around five.’ She had set her alarm to get John up in time to make his flight. Her own flight was later in the day. Keeping hold of her hand, he leaned up on his elbow, looking drowsy and sexy as anything she’d ever seen. ‘Well, honey, what are you doing up at this hour? Something wrong?’ ‘Abe woke me. He was growling at the snow plow going by.’ John suddenly appeared more awake, and swung his legs off the sofa, his feet flat to. While holding her, as almost a second thought he then remembered the men, but as he looked back at them he saw them carrying out their wounded, as few of them came around and tried to help the others. They all beat a hasty retreat out of his sight carrying Bill.That was the last time that Bill's gang was to run over the town. From that point forward no one took them seriously and they no longer garnered the same level of terror they once enjoyed. After being beaten a second time by an unarmed.