I should see you in about forty days. I’ll have my cell with me so call me if you need me.’ ‘I love you, son,’ was the last thing he said as I...hung up. Dan met me the following morning just before I left. ‘Maybe this will help,’ he said as he put a little sign on the back of my cart. ‘Florida to Minnesota Cancer Run. Donations accepted.’ ‘It may help, but it sure as hell can’t hurt. I’m also going to hit up all your friends to see if they’ll pledge anything,’ he told me. ‘Friends? Hell, that. It was mixed with pain and pleasure. I guess I hurt her a little bit with that first thrust. Then she started rocking her hips back and forth. She started bouncing up and down a bit. I never knew her small movements could feel so good! Neither of us was making much noise, but once in a while we would groan and moan. She started rocking harder. She grabbed my hands and put them on her tits. I started squeezing the whole tit. I started rolling her nipple between my finger and thumb. Then she. "I was powerless to prevent myself saying, "Please, yes." I heard zips being undone, and then my legs were lifted. hands on my bottom steadied me and a cock slid into my hungry pussy.The voice behind me said, "Hang on," and I felt wetness, then another cock slid slowly into my tight bum-hole.Four hands started moving me and it did not take the men long to get into a rhythm, and I was being double fucked, cocks filling me so tightly and when the hands came from behind me again and started. Raising her arms, she stretched her fingers. They hurt. Her hands weren't blistering, Thank Mary, but only because the last couple days had toughened them. The feel of Dad's hands came to her, his large fingers both rough yet worn smooth. She felt her left hand. Not the same."I think I'm done for the day." Her brother dropped his knife to the ground, tossing one last stake into the pile. Kasia had considered herself finished for the last ten minutes. She was a hard worker, but there were.