"What are you doing home? Why aren't you in school? Jimmy Randal, if you are talking Mandy into skipping school there won't be enough of you left for ...our dad to tan."When Susan stopped to take a breath Mandy asked, "Mom, can I get dressed before you yell at me more. It's embarrassing standing here like this in front of a strange man."Susan looked at her daughter for a moment. She was still holding her blouse together but her hand was holding it to low and one breast was almost completely. I'd been forced to stand through all of the fucking, and I just couldn't anymore. The ropes around my hands were untied, and the stockade opened. I was lifted up by a number of hands, and I wasn't even able to use my own muscles. I thought that it was probably over, but I was wrong. I heard the dragging of metal on concrete as the sex swing was pulled out from the corner, and I was laid down into it, each of my limbs getting fastened in the swing. Then, I was again assaulted by dick at both. My ballocks had somehow coalesced into a shape about like an grasshopper's ammunition."Please," she said, pressing her body against me. "Take me."You do not have to ask me twice, especially not in the middle of the night. I got my hand under the hem of her wool skirt and frilly shift and slid it up the inside of her long leg until I reached her furry cunny. I probed a bit, found her slick nubbin and teased it some while she whined and wiggled.Then I rolled atop her, supporting my weight on one. It popped when I removed it, gently massaging it. Thethick purple tool still glistened from my earlier fun in the morning. Ipressed it against my anus, pushing with ease. I'd been having fun withmy toy often since I'd gotten it.The feeling of being pushed apart by that wonderful toy made the mixtureof the orgasmic bliss of the cum inside of me mix together. That I wasalready giving up resisting never crossed my mind.July 15th: The only time I was able to go outside was to get the mail.There.