" Stupid whore," Dale said with a grin. "Tell fagboy what you tell us when we fuck you."Marcia looked down as she undid the clasp of her bra."Come on,... he teased her. "Just tell him." Or else get out of here," Mark said. "I mean it. I'll call the fuckin' cops." Call the dog catcher!" Billy suggested."I love you," she whispered."What?" Dale leaned forward."I love you," she sobbed. "Why are you being so mean to me?" I dunno," he said with a shrug. "Maybe because you're so fat and ugly?" And. Oh my God, Dad's been hurt, she thought, and her first reaction was to hurry towards the figures as quickly as she could. She was about to call out when she heard a soft female giggle.Looking out from behind a tree she could hear a voice. One voice was definitely her father's and sounded as if he were moaning in pain. There were more muffled groans, then there was a hoarse panting and sharp gasps, as though her dad were having difficulty breathing. Above these distressed and miserable noises,. She was so hot and tight and I went in deeply. I could feel her juices sliding down my fingers. She started to fuck me with her two longest fingers and I did the same, at exactly the same speed and with the same firm, but gentle pressure. Her hair brushed my face as we kissed. We were moaning between breaths until we were devouring each other, our fingers being squeezed by our juicy little cunts. Sarah pressed her mouth against my ear and blew softly and spoke to me with slow, urgent whispers.. Had they known before they got involved, how much trouble this would cause, they might well have let the Whites kill the shaman.At other times, they were able to rescue some good from a sea of bad. They once got a call from their danger sense which dragged them to the site of a farm wagon which had turned over. The adults in the wagon were killed by the accident, but two children had been thrown clear and were only slightly injured with a few bruises and scrapes. Fortunately for them, the.