"Aware of what my father was doing, my brothers decided that they could have their way with me too and, them being older and bigger than me, there was...nothing I could do about it."Bahn was struck by the enormity of what she was saying. "I'm sorry, Kit." Are you?" she said, looking him straight in the eyes. "Are you ... sorry for me, Ham?" Of course I am. But why did..." My father lived another year before he died of cirrhosis of the liver. I thought that my nightmare was over then but, just. She is about 125 lbs with large D-cup breasts that hang down a bit and large, dark nipples. She has beautiful smooth skin. Our friends, Nathan and Erin, are also an early thirties couple that we’ve known since our college days. They live nearby and we enjoy hanging out as families and a late-night drink every now and again. Nathan is a fireman. He’s well-built and probably about 6’. He has a lighter complexion and, currently, a sweet mustache. Erin is a fiery redhead. She has freckly white. His hand shot out, fingers twisting in her silken honey hair as he forced her head closer to him. His other hand grasped the thick root of his stiff cock, and he deliberately slapped it against her pouting little mouth. God, she was a sexy bitch.?I said suck, Callie.? His voice was firm, but gentle. Coaxing. He wasn’t stupid enough to shove his dick into the mouth of a terrified forced virgin. He watched carefully as she slowly opened those lips, stretching her mouth wide before she closed it. ‘Where’s my fucking truck?’ She pointed. It was a lot faster to drive to the Midway motel than to walk. When he parked in front of cabin number 9 they sat quietly for a while. ‘If you lend me some money, I’ll pay you back.’ ‘I don’t think I have enough cash left. I can make a withdrawal on Monday.’ ‘Not until Monday?’ ‘Is my company that bad, you can’t wait ’til Monday?’ ‘No, that’s not it…’ A blinding light suddenly burst through the windshield. Hannah screamed. A voice shouted, ‘What are you.