All of the Negro men handed the reins to their wives and took up their shotguns. They capped them and cocked them, but went no further in preparing to...shoot.This must have frightened one of the men escorting Wade, because he cocked his pistol and turned toward me. He did not have time to put me in danger before two shotguns were discharged. The fool was blown into mincemeat by all of the buckshot that hit him. Several other men tried to shoot, but all of them were eliminated by shotgun blasts.. So as forfat, not on his tone body. His chest was smooth and his nipples protrudingjust a bid on the hard side. I lowered my look, not out of shame but moreout of lust. My eye flowed down past his belly to the light treasure trailthat sank inside his boxers. The lump of cock was obvious as the shape ofhis mushroom head was outlined in his boxers and hanging down his left leg. Wait just a second...... did my eyes just see his cock jump. Yup,there it goes again! I looked up at my father,. This wonderful heat surged through down my shaft from the incestuous heat that rippled through my body.I groaned. This was incredible. My hips wiggled from side to side. Pussy juices dribbled down from my cunt. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. The pleasure surged through my body as they cleaned my cock.“Mom! Allie! Yes!” I gasped. “You're both so amazing.”“Mmm, her dick tastes good, doesn't it?” Allie said. “That earthy, naughty flavor of a girl's ass is hot.”“Yeah,” Mom groaned. I'd. She needs a good bath, a bath you’re going to help her with.” “O-o-o-o-oh. I see.” “Come on. Someone like you needs to help her with her clothes, don’t you?” My head was spinning still experiencing the throws of ejaculation; too many questions rushing me; the gate of my inquiry waiting wide open but the moment needed attention given Hanna’s direction. Do the C.O.’s wife? Now?Mary seemed already compromised with desire as I got up and stepped out of the tub to stand before her. She smiled. She.