Her pain wracked body was drenched in sweat. When they turned the power off she collapsed. By now the men were aroused again and removed the dildos an... fucked her again even though she was limp and was barely able to respond to the hard fucking she was getting. After both men had satisfied themselves and filled Ethel with cum they talked about what to do next. Rob wanted to start cutting her but Harry though it better if they burn her instead. By now Ethel was fully revived and listened. I had always liked Rachael and I guess that she had liked me too. I had even on occasion thought about her in a sexual way.Rachael was sixteen years old while I was eighteen, like her boyfriend. She was pretty, not too tall at about five feet five inches, and she was physically fit. She weighed about a hundred and ten pounds, had long brown hair, and brown eyes. She excels at cheerleading, gymnastics, and running.At the campsite I took Rachael into my tent because it was larger than her tent. I reluctantly agreed since this would give me the opportunity to fully stare and observe his body without worrying if he noticed. As I stood over him I started to bone up in my Speedo again. I blushed in embarrassment when my dad looked up and noticed my growing bulge; he said not to worry since we were both men and men got hard and horny occasionally. As he said that I noticed a twitch in his jock from his cock, "see," he said, "The alcohol gives me little to no control of the little bastard.". " Fine." I lay the five hundred dollar bills on the Days Inn night stand."But we can at least get comfortable, can't we?" she purred, removing her dress in one clean sweep. Now she was only in her bra and panties. Distracting. I looked her over. Too young to be her. She should be around 40 or so. But this woman was no more than mid thirties. 36, tops.She was 18 when she ran off to become a whore."I'm looking for someone," I said, offering her a drink."Everyone is, honey," she said, sipping the.