Simon watched the girls knowing his parents were away and that he was on his own and hoped the girls did not see him. The girls went into the pig goat...shed, Simon crept over to the wall looked through a hole in the boards and saw Mandy sitting on rails smoking, one of the goats got a bit of Mandy’s skirt that was hanging free. Simon saw Mandy fall backwards landing in the pen that held about 200 goats he heard Mandy scream ” get the fucking things away from ” the other 3 girls started to climb. Then Fern changed jobs, and became the editor for Lace, a woman’s magazine. She was so engrossed in her work that she saw less and less of Ron. Her work had consumed her, and slowly she had begun neglecting her relationship with him. Often arriving home late and exhausted from work, when in bed Ron had begun trying to make love with her, she had said, ‘Not tonight darling, I’m too tired.’ She wished she could go back in time and put it right somehow, but she knew that she couldn’t. This. It was awful, the most awful thing that had ever happened to her.And what was worse, what was terribly obscene, was the hot, tight feeling pulsing through her swollen cunt and the juices oozing from the velvety slit of her pussy and running maddeningly through the tangled blonde mat of her pussy hair."Yeah, that's real pretty," he said, chuckling as the young nun struggled against the ropes. "Too bad I don't have a camera!' "No, no, this is. oh God! Take me down! I'll do anything."Like tell me. I looked up at Twi, hoping he’d say something, letting out a breath of relief when he shook his head, sure that he’d tell them to fuck off, instead… “You wanna party with my boys, baby?” I should have said no, but what the hell, I was still feeling it, that pussy cat in heat feeling. I think it was as much the scene as anything else, me lying on the pinball table, naked, my cunt leaking jism, four hot black guys leering at me. The thrill of humiliation left me hot and breathless. The thought of.