She gave me a little wave as they drove off. Their car needed a new exhaust system from the catalytic converter to the tail pipe. When I called to let...the man know, Amber answered the phone. I told her I was Mechanic Ray from the garage and that I had needed to talk to her dad about his car. She said her parents were in the backyard and then she started asking me questions like if I had a girlfriend and how old I was. She told me she was 15, soon to be 16 and was going to get her permit and. I soon realized that there was a guy lying on top of her. I wondered whether she was being attacked – or worse – actually being ****d. A possible **** entered my mind, because I could now see that the guy had his pants pulled down to just below his knees. I wondered whether I should attempt to stop him or call for help.My concern was soon dismissed, because I could now make out what the woman was saying.“Oh … oh YES, Kimo! Do it, honey. You’re so good baby. I knew that you would be. Yeah. Ben walked over to her and embraced her. “Where’s Joe?” Ben asked, confused. They usually both picked him up from the airport. “He had to go to the office for an impromptu meeting.” Aunt Betty said, reading the excitement as disappointment. “He’ll be home for dinner.” “It’s cool, let’s just head on home then.” Ben said, still admiring his aunt’s body. They walked through the terminal, stopping by the baggage claim to pick up Ben’s suitcase and headed to the parking lot. He found his aunt’s. ? He pulled herto her feet and then whipped the back of her thighs and her lower legs as shegasped and choked on the water.? Half thepitcher was gone and he still did not relent. CRACK!? CRACK!CRACK!? CRACK! CRACK!? CRACK! CRACK! ?CRACK! Now on to her breasts and nipples, her world was one burningpain and the water was suddenly a welcome relief.? As the pitcher neared ? empty he startedwhipping her cunt.? She screamed anddrank faster as her tender flesh was whipped without mercy.? Finally the.