She found her wallet and drew out a wad of bills. Then she turned around and crawled back to me.“See, see, seventy dollars!” She held up two twent...es, a ten, and four fives. I snatched them from her then had no idea what to do with them. So I set the money on a shelf nearby. Already, Bimbo had turned around and presented her ass to me like a bitch in heat. She wiggled it back and forth, her pussy dripping with her juices.“Please, please, let my pussy honor your dirty dick and clean it all up!”. Sam gave me a new bowie knife what was a handy thin' ta have, since my old knife was wearin' out. All-in-all, it was a right nice Christmas.I wore my new boots ta church, the women wore their new stoles, an' Sam just had ta wear his new guns. His coat covered the guns in their crossdraw holsters, so they didn't draw any adverse comment, an' Sam didn't git inta no fights with the real sanctimonious types.Of course, I never went anywhere without my guns, either, soz both of us was well armed that. He didn't even knock on the door and used a key to get in. I snuck over to my door and watched him walking down the hall to my mum and dad's room, disrobing as he went. He opened the door and quite simply walked in with little more than a hello. Carelessly he left the door open and my curiosity got the better of me. I snuck down the hall and got down on my hands and knees to listen in."Yeah suck his cock" I heard dad say. "Lick those balls". My pussy nearly exploded. I edged even closer and in. For an awful moment she thought he had left her there. She started to imagine men taking her one by one to room one-eleven to perform some sordid act. She wasn’t very experienced or worldly wise but her imagination made up for it. Fortunately when he led her out to the car the chill night air covered the emotional shivering that overtook her. She had looked at complete strangers and felt them touching her and abusing her and had become excited. Perhaps that appalling experience had changed.