She said, still catching her breath and brushing hair from her face, "My goodness, what happened to him?"I was a little breathless after all my work. ... said, "He's been holding back for a while. I guess he gave up."Ronnie said, "Hey, we can't leave him hanging, can we? Pardon the pun."Martha moved her legs out of the way and kneeled beside me, and Ronnie kneeled in front of me and gave my face and chest damp little kisses. She paused to sit back, running her nails across the young brown hair on. She slides off her father and jumps outside.At first Caleb stares in shock. Okay, there is no one around now, but that does not mean we will not be seen. And there is his daughter in nothing but an overly small skirt and her bright pink hair running to a nearby picnic bench. Hormones take control and he follows his daughter, who is now sitting on a table with her feet on the bench, legs spread. Never breaking stride, Caleb goes straight to her, gets on his knees and kisses Candace’s soaking wet. The other guy there was talking at me, though I couldn’t reply. He thanked me, in advance he said, for the fucking that I was going to give him and his mates. He then started pulling at my top, wrenching that off before tearing at my bra.He pinched my nipples really hard as his mate was still having sex with me.I passed out again soon enough. When I awoke that next time there was lots of light. I was on the floor, still in that bedroom. Naked and with my ankles being held. Two guys must have. They were then carried off to jail, booked, and released on bail a day later. Of course, they then had to find a way back to pick up their vehicles, which we left on the county road-locked, with the keys inside.)The billfolds were turned over to the sheriff, along with signed trespass complaints. If they asked for the rifles back, we'd give them to the sheriff, who gave them to a friendly ATF (Alcohol Tobacco and Firearms) agent. Otherwise, the rifles stayed on the place-that's how we got the.