’ He held the knife near my throat. I quit screaming immediately. He stuck the knife in my cleavage and pulled, slicing my bra in two. My 34B breast... popped out into the cool air. He grabbed the cut ends of the bra and sliced the shoulder straps, then pulled it away, tossing it to the ground. I was crying silently, too afraid of the men and their knives to scream or fight. I felt faint. The man behind me lifted my skirt. I felt a cold blade on my right hip and a tug as he cut first that side. . Her loud voice made my blood chill..."Holy fuck"... Mom stood up and started gathering her bathrobe around her.......She looked a little pale, and then her face began to blush...My cock was still sticking out of the opening to my shorts half hard yet........".Don't worry about me telling on you big sister" Ellamae said.....Ain't no bodies business,, she added...Mom was lost for words. " Well hell" Ellamae . you could have at least knocked on the door. You didn't have to just walk. My pair of Indian scouts was resplendent in their blue jacket attire despite the distressing loin cloths below and they both carried an assortment of tomahawks that looked vicious enough to get the job done with no worries about damp powder or inferior firearms. They worked our line of march like trained bird-dogs flushing out any interlopers either in front or trailing us from behind.Corporal Langdon with his annoying Tory thinking relatives was not as happy about the move because he had. The door was kicked open before the hand on the doorknob could respond.The tall man sat on the toilet seat, and the naked woman sat on his lap in an embrace, with a huge cock between her thighs and the veins pulsing faintly.The slender figure of the girl fell into Holly's eyes. She's obviously going into orgasm, rocking her ass to suit the man's dick, up and down faster and faster, sticky pudendal water mixed with semen trickled from the man's penis to the floor.The woman is jiao lusty low.