Bill could tell that he was undecided about what to do next. Most of his men were dead, wounded or gone."Go back. Go back. Go back," Bill urged quietl... under his breath.Jones made a decision and motioned his men into a line. It looked they he planned on walking from there. Jones motioned the men to the sides of the road and they started walking forwards down the road."So much for our third ambush," Bill said disgustedly."Did you see any of them pick up water bottles," Cherie asked?Bill's frown. She felt his hand between her thighs. “I want you to cry and scream, and I want you to beg me.” For a moment she thought she would faint. Her legs stiffened around him. “Don’t!” In her ear he breathed, “Not that. Cry! Yell! Scream!” She felt the air cool on her naked legs. His touch penetrated the folds of her feminine places and stroked, softly relentless. Betty tried to pray, but no words came. This could not be happening to her. She was sprawled. Megan reached to the bottom of her shirt and lifted it to her waist. Then she returned her eyesight back to my cock. I saw her tiny blue panties. I started to think about when I smelled those last week after she had worn them. My cock began to grow a little more and a bit quicker.“Wow, it is started to grow some more. It is getting bigger. It looks like it is stretching.“If you want to see my cock get really big and much harder, then I need you do something else.”“Ok. What do you want me to. Seeing no reaction he turned and left. Walking over to his car he couldn't believe what had happened. Guilt was the last thing on his mind-even if it was his best friend's sister. A virgin? Impossible he thought-not the way she whimpered and came. Just the thought made him want to go back and fuck her again, but he shook the notion out from his head. Gabbi all the while lay on her bed unmoving from the confine of her sheets. She was too exhausted to get up and shower. Her bed would also need.