Forgive me” my father said before taking a step aside letting the door cave in, he grabbed his farmer's pitchfork and ploughed it forward skewering ...ne of them as they charged in. My mother screamed as soon as he went forth to fight them off, “Indra nooo..” she screamed then put her hand to her mouth crying. My father was forced back into the door as they pushed his fork away and came into the cabin. He walked backwards with his hands out to protect my mother, four men pushed through and held. We fucked for some time changing positions from on her back to doggie style and her on top. She groaned as we fucked and eventually I came deep inside her. I had watched Bob off and on as we fucked and he masturbated the whole time and he came just before I did. We went downstairs, after we got dressed, and had another beer They both indicated they enjoyed it and she saw me to the door and gave me a big kiss and thanked me as I left. We met once again a number of months later and this time we. Others avoided eye contact. Perhaps shy, perhaps too hopeful, perhaps nervous. Who knows?Phil was a shade under 6 feet tall, slender, Irish/Swedish heritage, strawberry blonde, green eyes and built like a martial arts instructor. Muscle definition without bulk, he was able to move easily with grace and deliberation, yet not appear threatening or on alert. Not body-shy (he had been a swimmer in high school) and not an exhibitionist show-off either, Phil didn't really think about it. Except for. As it was I was shaking and sobbing, tears running down my cheeks, my nipples burning as the blood rushed back into them.“Just be grateful we didn’t put them on your clit. Next time, perhaps," my Miss said.The very idea almost made me cum. All I need was a little push.“Pluh,” I moaned desperately, but they were too busy making out to notice my pleas.He’d grown hard. His cock was trapped between them, the head engorged and pointing towards her tits. I wanted it, not caring if it would split me.