Her hands were against the window supporting her, as she leaned over. I could see her ass flesh ripple as the large, old Cuban bastard humped her from...behind. He moved his hands down her sides, grabbing her hanging tits.Anita's head was hanging down, her curly hair covering her face.I could see she had a helpless, pleading look on her face. But I just sat there, with a hard on, watching her naked body being ravaged by our black gardener.Eventually, she just took it and stopped struggling with. My vision crept up even more, and there were her breasts. Round, white, with nipples standing erect and little bumps speckling the brownish-pink circles of her areolas. Her breasts blended into her neck with a flow that was like music. Her barely-cleft chin added a counter-point to her mouth, lips damp and slightly open as she breathed rapidly. Then her eyes--round, blue, soft and languid. For a long moment I stared with awe and wonder into those eyes and she returned my gaze, silently. She. " Then thinking, "and I returned it with the same heat. What am I doing?" Let's get into the water and relax," she told Steve. "I need a swim. It is OK to swim with a tampon, isn't it?" Sure it is. Just because you have your period, you shouldn't limit your activities." Sounds good to me," she replied, pulling off her tee shirt and stripping off her shorts, revealing a black string thong."Mom gave me this," she said as she turned to reveal the black triangular patch in the front.Steve took in a. Needless to say, they didn't make it! The three lawmen rode into the front yard at the Circle J and pulled up in a cloud of dust. Susan's horse was tied to the hitching rail in front of the house, but that was initially the only sign of life. Then they heard a woman utter a scream of extreme pain from inside the house.Each man grabbed his .44 caliber saddle pistol and stuck it in his belt as backup as he jumped from his horse and dropped the reins to the ground. The horses remained in place as.