He lay on top of her for a few moments, before getting up, and getting back into the crowd.White cream was leaking out of her now gaping sex, so much ...um had leaked out of her that it had completely soaked the bedding.Another grunted sounded, as the man in her mouth came down her throat.I had been witness to so many men fucking and using her body, each having seeded her more than once.I knew she would become pregnant as so much cum was inside her, swimming about, in her womb and coating her. He gives a rapid cadence of strikes to each breast, my cries tearing from my throat. My heart beats fiercely, my need almost unbearable. With one final strike, he stops. The stillness is unbearable. All I need is three little words. Three words and everything will be right in the world. He grabs the chain pulling them taut. My nipples and clit scream with need. I hear the cruelty in his chuckle that follows. How can someone so evil make me feel so loved? The vastness of such a thought could be. Fought him I did. Killed him I did, but his body walked away into the swamp. ~ There was a soft sigh then, with breath exhaled up from no throat. ~ But that is past, long dead past. Tomas, will you do what I ask? Will you bring me a girl so I can teach you how to get your vengeance? On your mother’s killers? ~ ‘Yes, Alphonse.’ ~ Hee, hee, hee. ~ ** ** ** ** ** The first was horrible. Her name was Cathy and she was nothing but a young woman who came to New Orleans for a Zydeco-style vacation. A. Their mother looked at them. “Do you know what?” she responded with a dignified air to her. “Let's all go screw each other after this supper!”“OK! Let's all do that!” Cecilia replied enthusiastically.Sheila, who had been silent for a while, now said: “I feel like being the bitch who would always cunt happily feel for the borother we have and I feel he and we should forever be the secret couple - or coupes, you could say - that always feel for each other the same way all feel when we.