I turned around to see whether there was someone beside me and the bed was empty. I felt this strange lasitude throughout my body and my mind went bac... to what must have been last night. I remember being carried in here and being undressed and falling asleep. My mind took me back to the beginning of the evening because everything in between struck me as being a fantasy, a dream. I had put on that costume of Rita's and when I arrived at their house I remember dropping to all fours and then. .. , Johnathon I can't breathe!" Trina gasped out."I don't fucking give a shit!" He roared in her face, "I am here to see her, I'll kill everyone in the family to find her," sneering he looked straight into Trina's eyes, "that includes you my bitch of a sister!" I told you she is gone but Johnathon you have to know." Trina tried to get out between tears and choking."Tell me what? You fucking love me? NO! I loved you! I risked everything to bring you back EVERY FUCKING THING!" Johnathon shouted. " And with that,she resumed pulling on Carol's clit.It was news to Carol that she was going to get assfucked by the horse,but she had more pressing concerns; when she started moving backwards,she felt an obstruction against her asshole. While she was talking,Emily had taken two garden trowels down from the wall, each with its owntwo inch thick wooden handle, and was holding the three handles bundledtogether. The rake was still about six inches deep in her asshole, andthe trowels were pressed. With Keith’s black beauty all slick with her vaginal juice and their collective cum, he slowly began working the mammoth tool up the creamy white backside. Deep up her anus it went, filling her rectum, packing her bowels.Then they began. With Kristi finally able to accommodate their size, the cocks moved up and down, to and fro, in and out, sliding long and deep. And Kristi gave as well as she got: moaning, groaning and slobbering over the large black meat in her mouth while the other two cocks.