Fuck me!”Her head was back again and she would have been looking at the ceiling if her eyes were open. Her legs were in the air, knees pulled back, ...er mouth open. She must have been fantasizing about something or someone, maybe Toby. I looked at Toby and he was rapt, smiling, his cock rock hard and pointing up a little bit, not straight out. Jen didn’t say a word, although I heard her gasping now and then.After less than a minute, she cried, “I’m going to cum again! Oh… “Just like before, her. " Yeah," he laughed. "It did." Look, we keep things quiet and discreet - usually. I fucked up getting her to blow me on the deck without checking your yard. Your girls could have been out there and seen us. I'm sorry, we will be more discreet in the future." Shit," he replied. "I never even thought of the girls..." Oh, so what did you want to talk about?" He finished his beer and put his hand out for another. I passed it over and waited while he popped the top and then sat forward with his. He lasted longer then I ever thought and I was so sore from him. When he finally finished he pulled out and I think my nails left a mark on him because they got really mad at me and they hit me with a metal tool. I think it was for the spare tire. They hit my lower back and my butt and my legs and it hurt so bad. I tried to collapse to the ground but the guy on the truck held onto my shoulders and hair. They beat me pretty good before the third guy decided to use me. He pushed into my sex. And. With gentle hands, I pulled his T-shirt from his trousers and pulled it over his head. He shivered when the cool air touched his skin. After 18 months in temperatures of more than 100 degrees Fahrenheit, it was going to take him a while to get used to late October in Indiana. He sat back and I looked at the two white gauze dressings that covered his wounds. I asked him lean forward so I could see his back. As I expected, there two more dressings covering the exit wounds. I looked at him.