This time, I was a little worried about going back to the trail so instead, I decided to ride around the neighborhood some. The third street behind us...was Midway road and I had only been over that way a couple times. As I was riding along the street, I looked to my left and unbelievably, I saw that man from the park, cutting his grass with a riding lawn mover. I began to shake some and even though he didn't see me yet, I was secretly hoping that he would. I rode past his house a few driveways. "Suck my nuts, cuntface," he ordered.I obeyed instinctively and spent several minutes rolling each big ball in my wet mouth, feeling Vince's sperm bubbling in his hairy, sweaty sack. "Edge it cocksucker," Vince ordered as he roughly turned my head sideways and ran his harmonica back and forth over my tongue. "Now open wide," he instructed as he again mounted my face and fucked it ruthlessly.After several more minutes of deepthroating, Vince pulled his cock from my ravaged mouth and with a sharp. Wilson pointed to the floor in front of her and waited for Camilla to stand on the exact spot. Once there, Mrs. Wilson said in a stern voice, “Right, Camilla. I am here to give you your spanking. It will be long and hard and I expect you to be crying uncontrollably. Lucy is here to watch, as is Ella, and I expect them both to just watch and learn and not interfere.”Camilla winced at the statement but knew she had asked Mrs. Wilson to spank her. Mrs. Wilson had come over for dinner yesterday but. "One of them had some sort of gun, he shot her. She's in intensive care they don't know if she'll survive or not," I said between sobs.I got a flash of emotion from Winston, his usual mask of arrogance pulled away enough for some of his real feelings to seep out. He was angry, very angry, but there was also something more he was afraid for D. They had been close once as D had said and he still had a soft spot for her. To hear of her in pain possibly dying brought out some feelings of regret and.