She did some household chores, went grocery shopping, worked out at the gym and even visited the pool, but no matter where she went, she was constantl... reminded of John, or the things they had done together. It really felt as if her heart was slowly torn apart.John was limited by Anna to use his phone only in the morning before breakfast and after dinner, forcing him and Tara to spent time with their grandfather during the day. John had texted her that it was normally Tara that she had to. The pain, asso often for Candi, was channeled into stimulation turning her on. The womenwere amazed as the white woman moaned sexily with each broom handle strikeon her tits. The women tried harder and harder, by swinging the broom handlesharder into Candi's tits. The Grandmother had had enough, she said, ?ok, I guess I will have to showyou how to hurt this kind of woman? She had Candi brought over to the woodenkitchen counter. She directed two of the women to hold Candi against the countertop,. As I followed him on the path, I still felt warm and comfortable. All because of his blood. My legs were still a bit shaky after the last fuck and every now and again I felt his cum dripping from my ass.Smiling to myself I followed him, tried to take in the different sensations. The grass under my feet, the rain on my naked skin, the smells around me. I wanted to remember, treasure this, the sharpened senses, feeling differently.Too soon we reached the house, entered through a side door that. The men were so close together that I knocked down seven, and that was enough to break the charge.I swung around looking for another target, and I saw another group charging at me. I fired the other barrel and collected six hits this time. I noticed that the rest of the men that I could see were now running in the opposite direction. They were not familiar with my shotgun and could be forgiven for assuming that I had additional loads ready to fire. I didn't, but I remedied that as quickly as I.