”Brad was thinking a variation of the same thought. “Damn her. She always said that she wanted to see South America; it would be a great adventure...to go ‘to the ends of the earth’. So, stupid me, I arranged for her fantasy trip. Well that didn’t quite work out, did it?”Brad had married Monica five years out of college. He was working, even then, in the entertainment industry, mainly on the financial side. Now Brad was the CEO of his own company; a company that formed limited partnerships to. I have put up a barrier so that we cannot be heard or interrupted. Are any of you here because you want to be?" This brought 5 stares of absolute astonishment that anyone would ask such a stupid question. "I'll take that as a 'no' from all 5 of you. I am going to rescue you so that you never have to be here again." Two of the girls began to cry, and the others looked like they did not believe him. "I don't have any clothes for you, right now, so we will have to make do with the sheets in this. “Give it all to me, Tom. Fuck me.” Brenna reached out and pulled at Tom’s hips, trying to get the last few inches inside her. Tom obliged and with a quick thrust, went balls deep. Brenna gasped.“Oh fuck, that is deep. And thick! God, I feel so stretched out.”Tom grabbed her knees and pressed forward, allowing him to go just a tad deeper. Pulling almost all the way out, he slid back in, slapping his thighs on Brenna’s ass.Squish…Slap…Squish…Slap…“Oh god, oh god!” Brenna gasped as her formerly. I'll keep my eyes open." Ok," Mary answered."Oh yeah, I need to find out if I need a tag to hunt on my land or not? One of those elks would go good in my lauder." You have to get that from the sheriff. We sold them for a little but we had trouble with people not wanting to pay for them." I'm sure. Does the church still take meat to families in need?" Linda remembered how her father would hunt and take it to them after he butchered it."The church closed a few years back. The sheriff kinda took.