I slid one hand over her hairy cunt from top to bottom noticing that the hair was thick but very short and wiry. It was still growing back from being ...haved when she had the baby.I could see the sun glinting off the juice that was beginning to ooze from her cuntlips and knew she was getting very hot and I could do anything I wanted to her now if I just played it right. I could hear the soft moans coming from her lips as I continued to rub her pussy. I took the thumb and forefinger of my left. I (jimmy) and my twin brother Johnny were 17 at the time; I and Johnny are about five foot six, about 125 pounds, with blond hair and green eyes. Billy is about five foot three and 110 pounds, with brown hair and light grey eyes. Me and Jimmy saved up every piney we got for over a year to by what we needed, we laughed a lot about how Billy thought we were saving for a sex toy (from a senior in school) to jack off with. And in a way we were. To be clear we didn’t hate Billy, quite the opposite. Jack walked over to the man, who was collecting his clothes as fast as he could and kicked him in the gut as hard as he could. The man groaned and doubled over in pain. As he tried to get back up, Jack grabbed him by the collar, pulled him up, and pushed him against the wall whilst holding onto his throat. "JACK, STOP! PLEASE STOP, YOU'LL KILL HIM!", screamed Victoria, the panic completely taking her over. She was covering her body with the bed sheets, with her back pressed against the wooden. “Mister Buckman! Calm down, please. Calm down!”I lay back and nodded, and said, “Where am I? What happened? Where’s Marilyn? Where’s my children?” At least I could talk. When I woke up in Gitmo, I was so dehydrated I couldn’t speak. Now I just had a blinding headache.“Calm down, Mister Buckman. A doctor will be in shortly,” she answered.“What happened? Was there a car wreck? WHERE’S MY FAMILY?”“Stay calm, Mister Buckman...”“I need to know about my family!” I yelled.The curtain opened, and a.