There in front of me were five guys going to town on my son. My first reaction was that these sick bastards were raping my little boy. Jim, one of the...regulars I was on nodding terms with, had his cock buried up to his balls in Justin's mouth. He was holding the back of Justin's head fucking his face hard. I could hear Justin choking and gagging while Jim called out: "Suck it bitch, swallow my cock like a good slut does."I was even more shocked when I saw that it was Laurie who had his cock. She must have been drunk.I squeezed it. It felt so soft that I had no object in mind to compare it to. It was so wonderfully soft and round. I fondled it. And then I took my other hand and placed it on her other boob. I was groping her. She didn't stop me. I pushed it up and squeezed it some more. My dick was getting hard. It made me really excited even just to play with her boobs."Can you... take off your top?" She nodded and took it off. She then unhooked her bra without question.I then took. He apparently brought on extra help that didn't pass Norm's background exam, and he was not budging. The maladjusted construction workers were not setting foot on the ranch, and Jack was backing his decision to the hilt.That would have all resolved itself, had the worker in question not produced a small caliber firearm and tried to shoot me. Norm launched himself into the man, clubbing him in the head, while securing the weapon. Jack took the easy route. He kicked him in the balls and let him. Abby thought for a second, face burning, then said softly, You are right! Ill take care of that now. She started lifting off her sash, but Marc interrupted her. No, leave that on. Abby tugged her shirt out from her skirt waistband, and slowly unbuttoned it. She slipped the cotton blouse off her shoulders and onto the sawdust-covered floor. The young mom stood before the men in her bra, her sash still in place. You know, Greg? I dont think Girl Scouts wear that kind of bra, either, said Marc,.