It was like when you goover a too-steep hill, too-fast, but not. "Whoa, did you feel that," hesaid."Feel what?" Mom asked."Feel that ... I dunno, it w...s like a funny feeling in my stomach as wewent over that bridge." No," Dad said. "My eyes kinda went funny going into the dark, and thenback out into the sun." No, I got that too," Ricky said. "This was different. Must have justbeen me."They drove on another mile or two off the highway until they came tothe park office. Dad went in and did the. You stop for a second, rub his precum on your lips and turn around and kiss me, you make me kiss the purple tip of his cock and then you pull me away and tell me -not yet slut-you stand up and start kissing him again, Im still on my knees, my face in your ass, i reach between your legs and cup his balls, I pull your thong aside and stick my tounge up your ass, you wriggle in pleasure and then the both of you walk away toward e bed and leave me on my knees, stroking my cock.You sit him on the. They turned a hose on me because I must have offended their delicate nostrils with my urine pit scent. The force of the water was enough to knock me down on my knees more than once and I heard them laughing at my slap-stick attempts to stay on my feet.We were herded into single file and boarded a small fast-boat like cattle heading to the butcher. The last indignity was the way they ripped our tattered clothing from our bodies leaving us naked to their amused eyes. I knew it was just the first. But he was tired most nights when he came home at 9:00pm or after.The houses in their neighborhood were very close together, only ten feet separated the houses at the side. Lisa was in her bedroom which had a window on the side and as she was making the bed one day she happened to look out the window into a window on the neighbor's house. She froze as she took in a scene she could not imagine. The neighbors, Bob and Sarah Meyers were in their late forties and they had three children the.