”I heard his laughter and knew this was all going to be okay. I walked up to the counter beside him to see what I could help with. Jared turned to ...ace me, “I need to do one thing before I fix breakfast.”“What’s that?” I asked assuming it was something to do with the ranch. Jared grabbed a fistful of my hair pulling my head back as his mouth covered mine. His kiss was deep and rough. His tongue demanded mine and I gave it gladly. He released my hair but did not move his lips from mine. His. He didn’t clean his dick this time either. He asked me to come between his legs. Now he folded his legs on my head and I was in the same pose so it went down my ass will touch his dick (it was punishment in reverse cowgirl or cowboy).He said he will smack my ass if it touched his dick and we went to sleep. This time I had a strange dream. I saw my wife in the same bus in the same pose with his ass up and not only Sardarji and dusky but the whole bus was fucking her asshole turn by turn. People. 53 PM” Her husband’s voice plays out through the speaker. Even through the static, she can hear the fear in her husband’s words. “Rebecca dear, I really didn’t want to do this over the….” The message cuts off for a second as the loud static sounds ring around the kitchen. The rest of the message is just a series of broken words played over the backdrop of static. She manages to pick up a few words. With every new word the fear consumes her heart. “…Massive Floods…..Overnight. .tugging..licking..kissing..biting..my nipple.rubbing my breast growling.as she caressed my breast.and slide her hands between my legs. ‘ spread’ I heard.kisding me as we had oral sex. And her hands gently stroking,rubbing between my thighs. My legs parted, she massaged me gently. Nipping and biting my curls. Suckling my vagina and kissing. Deepthroating me. I moaned softly. ..’ yes aunt Traci. Don’t stop.’ As she increased the pressure of her lips around my vagina. Suckling. ...and the finger.