He was pounding away, with all the energy and excitement every teenager has when lucky enough to be fucking a gorgeous women. Emma was forcing her lip... closed as she tried to stem the moans coming from her mouth. The sound of wet pussy being fucked was echoing around the private little corner they had chosen. Charlie was comfortable now. He was forcing his cock deep inside of Emma. His hands were exploring every part of her body as they made their way up to her pert small boobs. John could see. The road trip down the mesa from our housing compound had been hot and dusty, and Donna and I each downed a number of beers and shared a joint that was being passed around. Being thin in stature, Donna developed quite a buzz and when we walked back to the jeep to retrieve some steaks that we planned to grill, we paused and kissed one another until we were both panting. Later, when someone put on a county and western CD, she pulled me into a crowd of dancing people. The evening was still warm. The selected victim was being sandwiched between two men and moaning loudly as Jake and Rachel watched.“When they’re finished, and she indicates she’s ready,” Rachel told him, “they’ll carry her on stage and chain her to the wall. Then they will choose which weapon to kill her with.”“What if he doesn’t kill her?” Jake asked, concerned. After all, that girl was only human. “What happens if he only wounds her?”“Then he can pick another weapon,” Rachel explained. “I’ve seen this setup before. Each. Um, I got a 20, will that cover it?"The missionary awkwardly removed his wallet with his left hand and held it open for Jackson to pillage. Jensen stared, dumbstruck."Well, that'll cover what you and Petersen drunk, though I should probably charge you for all the stuff you was pouring down my cousin Sheila's throat. I mean, I know Sheila's a lush, but I ain't never seen nobody get her that drunk!" Oh Elder!" said Jensen, "You didn't!" Course he did, didn't ya?" said Jackson."Um, yeah, I did,".