"Who is she," Sylvia spat out like an angry cat."That ain't none of your business." His attitude softened unexpectedly. "Besides, we wanted a little s...mething to keep us company while we waited for you guys to show. We just might need her if things get tight with the fuzz."Sylvia stood, obviously emboldened again by his softened tone of voice. She looked at the gang leader, then glared at Ellen across the length of the room. She was a tall, remarkably striking girl with jet black hair and. They were not expecting trouble at all when the six highwaymen surrounded the coach. Two men came out of the brush on the side of the road and shot the coachman and guard before they could draw their weapons, it was a shock to the passengers.The boss, Red, told them to get out of the coach. Tah was holding Nianna when he reluctantly got out of the coach. One of the men, Ray, helped Prue out.“Give me the child,” Red growled at Tah and put his arms out for her.“Not bloody likely,” said Tah. “Why. "Stop it!" Abigail cried, but Moira continued to rain blows down on her partner, telling him that they were finished. She turned to Abigail and grabbed hold of her hair, throwing her against the wall. Abigail managed to get her hands out, but still hit the wallpaper with a sickening crunch.She turned around and faced her sister. "This was for getting me sacked," she yelled at her. "Hurts, doesn't it?"Moira wiped her eyes. "Ahh 'ate you." She looked down at Quentin and stared at him. "Ah 'ate. Lucy yelped before sagging against me and accepting the intrusion."If I want to march you out to the 50 yard line and shove my dick down your throat, I will. If I want to mount and fuck you in front of City Hall, I will. Do you understand me?" Yes, Daddy." Put your foot on the bumper."She did as she was told, opening the space between her legs wide allowing me to pound her 15 year old cunt with my fingers. Her little boy shorts lay on the ground between us and her cheer skirt offered no other.