.. even when she thought them to be ugly abnormal requests. This time was no exception, and Tricia knelt naked on all fours on the bed as Ike had orde...ed her to do. She cringed backwards. "NO! Ike... NO..." The video tape ground on, recording her every move... a sound device that Ike had added taking in her every sound. "What's the matter?" Ike said "looks like you've been up to something in the woods to me... got nothing left for your old man, eh?"Tricia shivered at the words... she had just. The front usually took her about an hour.Kelly had noticed that usually a few minutes into the job when she was still making passes near the road, that our neighbor Frank would walk his dog past our yard. And then again going back the other way. And then sometimes a couple of more passes for good measure.It also didn’t seem to matter if Kelly was mowing early in the day to avoid scorching heat or later in the day for maximum sun. Frank would make a few passes. He always waved to Kelly.We knew. Storm Who Walks speculated that Bobby might have time for 3 shots if he could work fast enough, but he should not waste bullets.Bobby was ready, with his rifle steadied across a tree limb, as the Indians rode into killing range. Storm Who Walks recommend that Bobby aim for the Indian who was last in line and work toward the front. This might give Bobby a few precious extra seconds to get off his shots. Bobby remembered the admonition to aim for the horse, not for the man, and squeezed off his. It was time for the real fun to begin, and Ufuk showed all his mates the way by going down on me. He was good again, and I was really well turned on by the time one of the guys shoved his cock towards my face. It was quite a small cock, but I worked on it with my lips and tongue as well as I could because the feelings from Ufuk's tongue and fingers had really got me going.It went pretty much as planned from then on, with different guys going down on me, each trying to make me more responsive.